The top of the huge stone altar cannot be reached by sea water.
The boulder, which even Wu Ma Jiuxing's knife could not damage, had dense cracks, and a large pit with a diameter of several hundred meters was sunk downwards. In the large pit, there was extremely crimson blood, like a small blood lake.
.
It seems that a long time ago, a ball of blood dripped from the sky and smashed the huge stone altar into this shape.
Lake of Blood is not shocking.
What is shocking is the sword island in the center of the Blood Lake.
The small island is filled with all kinds of swords. There are six swords among them, which emit bright divine light and emit terrifying power comparable to the gods. But all monks in the realm of the Great Sage understand that those six swords
A sword of artifact level.
There are also thirteen swords. On the sword body, the supreme inscription flows, releasing the supreme energy.
Another thirteen swords of the supreme holy weapon level.
What is even more shocking is that above the Blood Lake, in the dark water, there are dense stars, like a starry sky containing infinite mystery.
Everyone knows that there are many planets floating in this sea area.
However, those planets do not emit light at all, and they cannot be seen elsewhere in the Temple of Origin. Why are they all shown here?
Starry sky, blood lake, sword island.
There are also strange and strange buildings in the distance, hidden in the blood mist.
How can we not be shocked by this feeling and this scene?
After Gu Shejing suppressed the shock in her heart, she spread her Rakshasa wings on her back, broke through the wind, and flew away to Sword Island.
Just arrived above the Blood Lake.
Her body was out of control and she fell suddenly.
The blood lake below gave Gu Shejing an unprecedented sense of fear. Her eyes were filled with blood, and her mind suffered a huge impact, as if there were thousands of invisible hands pulling her.
At the critical moment, she hit the lake with a palm, flew up upside down, and landed on the shore.
"rustle!"
Her beautiful palm that touched the blood turned into sand and fell to the ground.
Gu Shejing was as scared as avoiding snakes and scorpions, and backed away in horror, putting a long distance away from the blood lake. Then, she chopped off her entire arm at the fastest speed.
"rustle!"
The arm that fell to the ground also turned into dust.
All the monks present could not breathe and were extremely shocked.
Gu Shejing's Demon Ancestor battle body was so powerful that it could be said to be indestructible. However, it was torn apart after only being stained with a little blood, and she had to cut off one of her arms to save her life.
The monks who were originally attracted by the artifact and the supreme holy weapon and wanted to rush forward were all frightened and retreated.
horrible!
"Is this blood water so corrosive? Is it as corrosive as the corrosive substances in the corpse clan gods?" Master Yeyou felt his scalp numb. Just looking at the blood lake, he had the urge to turn around and run away.
Everyone retreated, but Yuan Qianmo suddenly walked forward, came to the edge of the blood lake, and said quite confidently: "I'll give it a try."
"Wow!"
He activated Wu Sui's magical pen, and immediately, white hairs flew out like thousands of feet of white hair and rushed towards the sword island.
Seeing that he was about to succeed, he used his pen hair to seize an artifact and came back. Yuan Qianmo showed a happy expression.
Suddenly, every inch of the hair on the pen was broken off and sank into the lake of blood.
Yuan Qianmo looked at the bare Wu Sui magic pen, his eyes became blank.
The bristles of Wusui's magic pen were made by an ancient god using his own hair, and were nourished by the gods of the Death Temple. How could it be broken like this?
Just when Yuan Qianmo lost his mind, a faint bloody mist filled the blood lake.
The bloody mist spread to his body, and Yuan Qianmo was horrified to find that the rules of the holy way in his body were uncontrollably absorbed by the blood mist.
He retreated hurriedly, but still lost hundreds of billions of rules of the Holy Path.
You know, it was just a moment.
And it was only stained by the blood mist, not directly in contact with the blood.
Yuan Qianmo's heart was shrouded in fear, and he wanted to escape from here. Even when he encountered enemies in the divine realm, they could not have such an impact on his state of mind.
Gu Shejing endured the severe pain and pressed her left hand on her right shoulder.
On the bloody right shoulder, a brand new slender jade arm grew out, still as smooth as jade. Her eyes were fixed on the Blood Lake and Sword Island, wondering what she was thinking about.
The Night Tour Master and the Seven-Handed Old Man entered the formation camel, their faces as pale as paper.
The old man with seven hands spoke with difficulty and said: "I have lived for more than 20,000 years and have been to countless restricted areas and death places. I have never seen anything so weird and terrifying. This must be an extremely dangerous place. My intuition tells me to leave.
, we have to leave immediately."
Master Yeyou rarely agreed with the Seven Hands Old Man's point of view, saying: "Although the swords on the Sword Island are extremely rare, they are enough to make the gods fight for them until the sky is dark. However, we must not get involved, otherwise I am afraid there will be no Gu Shejing."
He is as capable as Yuan Qianmo to save his own life."
Zhang Ruochen was also shocked, but his eyes were attracted to the six divine swords on the sword island.
The seven swords in the sea of qi produced subtle reactions.
There was even a sense of familiarity with the six divine swords. The aura was somewhat similar to the stellar sword in Pluto's hand, but the divine power exuded was slightly weaker.
Are these six divine swords the legacy of the Sword Ancestor? Are they homologous to the Stellar Divine Sword?
But why didn't Sword Ancestor take them with him when he went to Kunlun Realm?
Zhang Ruochen was filled with doubts and was unwilling to leave just now.
The dead silence was broken, and a clear and graceful voice came from a distance: "The liquid in this lake may be blood, or it may not be. However, it definitely does not belong to our world. It contains strange energy that destroys everything in this world.
, you will die if you touch it.”
Givenchy, dressed in white, walked along the blood lake from a distance.
Bathed in the starlight, her jade-like face looked like a fairy, like a goddess coming to earth, and her whole body was fragrant.
The first time Zhang Ruochen saw her, he knew that she was not the real Givenchy, but Bai Qing'er. Today's Bai Qing'er seemed to have completed some kind of transformation. Her whole person was incompatible with the worldly world, and she seemed to be breaking through the void.
Fly away.
Like clouds in the sky, beads of chaos.
Her appearance made both Yuan Qianmo and Gu Shejing look wary and fearful.
After all, from the Aoyun asteroid belt, to the royal city of hundreds of tribes, and then to the Jiannan Realm, Ji Fan fought hard against the heavens and the earth, fighting against the monks from the entire hell realm with his own strength.
Countless famous and powerful men from the hell realm died in her hands, and the starry sky was dyed red.
Bai Qing'er said again: "If we want to get the divine weapon, we can't do it with our current cultivation level. We must break into the divine realm first. Yuan Qianmo, you are the number one in the "Shen Chu Juan". Everyone is saying that you are thinking
, you can become a god.”
"Gu Shejing, you are the most outstanding descendant of Luo Zu Yunshan Realm since the Yuanhui. You have cultivated the Demon Ancestor's battle body to the strongest level below the divine realm."
"You two are only one step away from the divine realm. Why don't we fight to the death today to see if we can break through that step?"
There were only four monks present who could understand "that step" Bai Qing'er said.
Gu Shejing's demonic power was overwhelming and she said, "Okay, let's fight to the death."
"It doesn't matter. In this era, there are strong men like you, which gives me unlimited pressure and motivation. Maybe I can really break through barriers, buckle the gates of gods, and suppress the gods with my thoughts. Fight!" Yuan Qianmo said.
Bai Qing'er stood proudly, looking at the stars, and said: "Fighting alone, no one here is my opponent. Come on together, I will also break the barriers, buckle the gods, and suppress the gods with my thoughts."
Both Gu Shejing and Yuan Qianmo knew Bai Qing'er's strength, so they were not polite and prepared to join forces.
"Wait a minute." Bai Qinger said.
Yuan Qianmo said: "Why, do you regret it?"
Bai Qing'er shook her head and said: "You two alone are still not enough to be my opponent. When I say you, I mean the three of you."
Gu Shejing and Yuan Qianmo both looked at Wuma Jiuxing.
Wu Ma Jiuxing stood proudly above Ying Long's head, unmoved.
"She was talking about me."
As a melodious and cold voice sounded, a stream of silver light flew to the top of the altar.
The silver stream of light stopped, and the straight figure of the Blood Spirit Fairy appeared.
Immediately afterwards, the old figure of Granny Haitang also walked up slowly.
"Mother-in-law, why are you here?" Zhang Ruochen immediately greeted her, not hiding the fact that he knew the Kunlun monks.
Granny Haitang smiled kindly: "Jiange sensed a special aura, so we came here. We didn't expect to encounter such a big battle. It's true, it's better to arrive early than to arrive by chance."
"Boom."
On the top of the altar, a sudden strong wind blew, the rules were chaotic, and powerful and unparalleled auras shuttled back and forth like dragons flying around.
Gu Shejing is strong and cold, like an unparalleled demon.
Yuan Qianmo has flowing white hair, holding a pen in his hand, and there is an ultimate death charm in his flowing elegance.
The Blood Spirit Immortal has the head of a snake and the body of a snake, condensed into a blood sword according to the rules of the sword. The sharp edges on his body are revealed, and his energy is soaring into the starry sky.
Standing by the lake of blood, Bai Qing'er was extremely relaxed, with a feeling of returning to nature. She was neither sad nor happy, neither angry nor arrogant. Her thin and slender body was able to calm down under the power of the three powerful men.
Self-possessed, as if in an ethereal state.
Granny Haitang sighed: "This girl is really extremely talented, and she has a bit of the demeanor of the empress of the past. Today, if she does not die in the hands of the Blood Spirit Fairy and the others, she will definitely be able to break down barriers, knock down the gates of gods, and suppress the gods with her thoughts."
Zhang Ruochen had heard this several times and asked curiously: "What does it mean to break barriers, seize the gates of gods, and suppress the gods with thoughts?"
"The so-called barriers are the marks blessed by the gods on them. Only by breaking through the barriers, their spiritual thoughts overpowering the gods, and becoming gods in the future, can they hope to reach the point where they can be crowned kings and honored."
Grandma Haitang said: "The so-called marks of the gods are the marks formed by the monks who reach the supreme state in the four realms of martial arts and attract the resonance of the gods."
"Anyone who can obtain the marks of the gods is a genius, which means they have been recognized and protected by the gods."
"For monks under the realm of gods, the marks of the gods have endless benefits. For example, the luck blessings of the gods. The various opportunities you have encountered since your practice, or the choices you made with inspiration, or the induction of danger.
, there are all gods guiding and warning from the underworld.”
"However, after becoming a god, the marks of the gods will become a barrier, limiting the height you can reach. Before becoming a god, if you suppress the gods with your thoughts, you will have unlimited possibilities in the future."
Zhang Ruochen was far away from Bai Qing'er and the others' current level of cultivation. He seemed to understand but didn't understand, and asked: "If you don't become a god, how can you suppress the gods? Where are the gods who gave the mark?"
place?"
Granny Haitang looked up at the stars and said faintly: "The gods are dead."
On the other side, Gu Shejing took the lead and attacked Bai Qinger.