"Wrong! Wrong! It turns out that I have not been able to achieve the goal of transforming into a god all these years, and it was fundamentally wrong. Today, I can truly see my path to becoming a god..."
A long river.
In a secret place, the Lord of the Changhe River sat cross-legged on the ground, feeling the light of the dark sun that invaded the secret room, and listening to the whimpering magic sound in his ears, as if he had been enlightened by the great road of heaven and earth, and let out a maniacal laugh.
To be promoted to become a god is the wish of every Nascent Soul cultivator, and it is also the point where they are most likely to be polluted.
The Changhe River Lord fell instantly without realizing it.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
Pieces of flesh and blood fell off the body of the Changhe Vein Master. The blood was mixed with the scattered pieces of flesh and broken bones, forming a river of blood.
This river of blood has a strong sword energy, full of killing and destruction.
With a "crash", the blood river broke through the secret place and rushed into the peaks along the long river.
Some cultivators of the Golden Core Realm and the Xiantian Realm who still maintained their sanity were swept up in the river of blood when they encountered him, minced into pieces of bone and flesh, and became part of the river of blood.
"No!!"
"Evils are invading! Ancestors, take action quickly!"
A heroic martial arts disciple who had perfected the Xiantian Realm saw from a distance that the river of blood had submerged a spiritual peak, strangulating the disciples inside, and screamed in horror.
This Yingwu disciple's name is Zhou Feng. He is considered to be extremely talented among the Changhe lineage, and he has the potential to condense sixth-grade golden elixirs in the future.
At this time, he also felt the abnormality of the black sun's radiance and magic sound, but because the golden elixir had not yet condensed, the pollution he suffered was not serious, and he only felt slightly uncomfortable.
What really frightened him was the monstrous river of blood that was rampant and killing people inside the door.
There was already a lot of flesh and bones floating in the bloody water.
Zhou Zhoufeng couldn't figure out why no one of the Yuan Ying ancestors in the door came out to deal with such a big movement?
Boom!
At this moment, a scene that made Zhou Feng even more desperate appeared.
I saw rivers of blood rushing out of some spiritual peaks deep in the sect.
Although it is not as large as the original blood river, it still emits Nascent Soul-level fluctuations.
"All these rivers of blood come out of the spiritual peaks of the Yuan Ying ancestors of this lineage..." A deep chill emerged in Zhou Feng's heart.
Then, without saying a word, he turned around and fled out of the mountain gate.
There are many surviving disciples who also behaved in the same way as him.
If you continue to stay, you will definitely be strangled and swallowed by the river of blood.
When he was about to escape to the mountain gate, Zhou Feng suddenly saw a familiar figure not far away, standing next to a stone tablet and looking in the direction outside the mountain gate.
"Master!"
Zhou Feng was stunned for a moment.
He recognized that the man was wearing the robes of his master Wang Qi.
Wang Qi also has a high status in the Changhe lineage. He is a member of the Presbyterian Church in the later stage of Jindan.
When Zhou Zhoufeng saw Wang Qi, he seemed to have found his backbone and hurriedly flew forward: "Master, why are you still here? Run away! There are corpses everywhere in the door now. I suspect that those rivers of blood are...
....”
Zhou Feng stopped abruptly in the middle of his words.
Because he saw that Wang Qi had turned around. His body was withered, and all his flesh and blood had turned into squirming blood worms. His face had turned into withered bones, and there were blood worms in his eye sockets, nostrils, and mouth.
play.
It was obvious that Wang Qi had also been contaminated. He might have been able to struggle for a while at first, but when he fled to the mountain gate, he could no longer hold on and was completely alienated and crazy.