"Hmph, how vast is the blood sea comparable to a world? With your little knowledge and experience, what you see is just the tip of the iceberg." Wu Ling'er sneered twice and stopped talking to Ancestor Shura.
Pulling Ye Xingchen, he rushed down to the depths of the sea of blood.
"Young... Young Master."
Whoosh!
Seeing Ye Xingchen being taken away, the expressions of the Ghost King and the Shura Ancestor changed slightly. They looked at each other, did not dare to hesitate, and immediately chased after him.
Emperor Huangquan, Zhu Wuji and others are all the heroes who are in charge of one side. Seeing Wu Ling'er's actions, how can they not understand that only by following her can they leave this ghost place, otherwise, the Xuanming Immortal
Once he takes action, not to mention other people, even these half-step immortals, I am afraid they will have no choice but to die.
"Jiang Shan, take the others and follow us." Jiang Fujia's eyes lit up. After traveling around for so many years, he is naturally extraordinary in terms of knowledge and experience. Staying here will only lead to death. Follow Wu Ling'er, Ye Xingchen and the others.
At least there was still a glimmer of hope, so without hesitation, he took Jiang Jingyue and jumped into the sea of blood.
"Hurry up, otherwise, you won't be able to keep up..." An old man from the ancient sect gritted his teeth and said in anger, "Damn, even if I die in this sea of blood, I will never fall into the same category as those damned ones.
In the hands of the Immortal, everyone from the Zhengqi Sect will follow."
"Let's go too..."
Plop!
In the blink of an eye, those people from the ancient tribes and ancient sects jumped into the sea of blood one after another. In an instant, they disappeared without a trace. Seeing this scene, they did not tell Immortal Xuanming, even those who had just taken refuge there.
The wallflowers were also dumbfounded.
Everyone stared dumbly at the sea of blood that gradually calmed down.
"Xuan... Master Xuan Ming, now, what should we do now?" The ghost painter standing aside looked blankly at the sea of blood and said: "If these people escape, it will not be easy to find them again.
Already."
"Idiot, what else can I do?" The expression on Xuan Ming's face suddenly sank. Looking at the place where Wu Ling'er disappeared, he roared furiously and said: "You bastards, let me catch up with you, huh, don't say anything.
There is no way out of this sea of blood. Even if there is, you little miscellaneous fishes can never escape from the palm of this immortal." "Ming...Ming Ming, wait a moment." Xuan Ming just finished shouting when he saw
, an emperor-level immortal soul rushed over with an ugly expression, stood in front of Xuan Ming, and said in a concentrated voice: "Sir, the overwhelming resentment in this sea of blood has a great impact on our immortal soul.
After entering, I can't even use 50% of my cultivation. Even if I catch up with those little miscellaneous fish, the losses will be staggering."
"Hmph, no matter how great the loss is, the person must be caught. Otherwise, if the Immortal King knows that we let go of the Witch God Palace, then not only this Immortal, but even you will be under the wrath of the Immortal King.
, disappeared into ashes." Xuan Ming raised his eyelids and said in a cold voice: "If you catch up with those little miscellaneous fish, I will be rewarded heavily by this immortal."
"..."
How big is the sea of blood?
Even the Shura Ancestor, who has lived there for hundreds of millions of years and has reproduced countless tribesmen, does not know. Just as Wu Ling'er said, there is probably a land as vast as a world under this sea of blood, and
, there are not only the Shura clan here, but also many terrifying existences. Even if he, the Shura ancestor, encounters them, he will be extremely afraid...
"Damn it, little Shura, what kind of ghost place is this sea of blood?" The Ghost King frowned, and when he saw the ghost mist around him that was so thick that it couldn't be dissolved, his face became solemn and he said, "What a heavy resentment.
, I’m afraid even all the eighteen levels of hell combined wouldn’t be so terrifying, right?”
"I don't know either..." Ancestor Shura shook his head and said: "Don't be careless, we are not the only Shura clan in this sea of blood. It took hundreds of millions of years for me to occupy only 30,000 miles of land.
There are also many old demons whose strength is probably close to that of ghosts and immortals."
"Here, are there other creatures in this sea of blood?" the Ghost King said in astonishment.
"Nonsense." Ancestor Shura rolled his eyes twice and said angrily: "There are even ghost kings here, let alone other creatures. If you move faster, I always feel that Wu Ling'er is not safe approaching the young master.
What kind of intentions are there? If there is no way out from this bloody sea, I am afraid we will all die here."
‘Woo’, ‘Woo’, ‘Woo’…
The speed of the Shura Ancestor and the Ghost King is not slow. After all, this is also the territory of the Shura Ancestor. Compared with Wu Ling'er, their Shura clan is more blessed. In this sea of blood, they are as flexible as swimming fish.
.
In just the blink of an eye, the two of them caught up with Wu Ling'er and Ye Xingchen.
"These two men of yours are not very talented, but their level of loyalty is commendable." Wu Ling'er turned his head, glanced at the Shura Ancestor, then smiled at Ye Xingchen and said.
"How far is it from here?" Seeing the people from the 'Jiang family' following him, Ye Xingchen secretly breathed a sigh of relief. However, being in this sea of blood made him always have some doubts.
A feeling of being enveloped in danger.
"More than a million miles," Wu Ling'er said calmly.
"How... how much?" Ancestor Shura's eyes immediately widened. When he heard 'a million miles', his whole body froze. No one knew better than him that there was something in this sea of blood.
How dangerous it is. The development of their Shura clan is pretty good. They only have a land boundary of tens of thousands of miles. If it spans a million miles, he doesn't know how many powerful races he will encounter. By then, those immortal souls have not caught up.
, they have already suffered misfortune.
"Master Wu Palace, are you sure that we people can cross a million miles?" Ancestor Shura took a deep breath and said in a concentrated voice.
"Apart from this, is there any other way?" Wu Ling'er said calmly.
"This..." Ancestor Shura was speechless. It also knew that the entire Yinxu land was filled with immortal souls, and there was also an extremely powerful Immortal King. Although it did not know what state that Immortal King was in.
, but one thing is certain, even if all the people present are added together, they are probably no match for that Immortal King.
"Ah... run quickly, those immortals are catching up with me." A young man who looked to be only eighteen or nineteen years old screamed and saw an extremely sharp immortal weapon pointed at him.
When he was chopped over, he, who was only at the third level of the Emperor Realm, was chopped into two pieces before he had time to struggle.
Seeing countless immortal souls, they jumped down after them. Those people from the ancient clan and ancient sect immediately became a mess. With their cultivation and strength, they could still survive in this sea of blood even though they didn’t need to breathe.
Spread the voice out, but when you really want to take action, the resistance is not small.
Those immortal souls can only exert 40 to 50% of their strength in the sea of blood. They are not much better. Except for the Shura clan, the remaining people can only reach 60 to 70% of their strength at most.