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Chapter 224 It's Just a Floating Cloud

After Zhao Jiliang finished speaking, he moved his body, suddenly shouted loudly, and flashed out the spells from his hands.

The spiritual power condensed, turned into golden light, shot out across the sky, and suddenly exploded, flashing countless rays of light.

"The golden light suddenly appeared," Gu Qing smiled slightly, already dismissive of such a technique.

With a wave of one hand, the fireball technique roared out, heading straight for Zhao Jiliang.

Almost at the same time, the four envoys moved and rushed forward.

"Haha," Zhao Jiliang suddenly laughed wildly, and his figure teleported out like lightning.

There was a banging sound, and before the four envoys could cast their spells, their forward bodies froze in the air. Immediately, the golden light flashed and turned into minced meat.

"Golden Wings," Tian Jizi's expression changed and he snorted coldly.

Hearing this sound, all the monks were shocked.

Golden Wings, teleportation technique. In the ancient world, it can be said to be the supreme technique, and it only appears in the body of the powerful Golden Immortal Yuan monster.

Even if you have the Golden Immortal Fate, you have never been able to obtain this magic talisman, let alone practice it successfully.

However, one person was not shocked.

Liu Nian looked at Zhao Jiliang coldly, as if looking at a dead person. Because she knew that there was a person who activated the golden wings, who was hundreds of times more powerful than the latter.

boom,

Just when everyone was surprised, the fireball thrown by Gu Qing exploded where Zhao Jiliang was standing.

The flames scattered in all directions, but did not cause any harm to it.

"Haha, just enjoy it. The master will definitely make your life worse than death." Zhao Jiliang teleported, and a jade talisman shining with strange light floated above his head, covering him as he hurriedly moved towards the north mountain in the broken land.

Rush away.

Waves of strange aura emitted from the jade talisman, breaking through the pressure in the mountain and allowing it to travel unimpeded.

Gu Qing snorted coldly, turned over and rode on the back of the golden tiger, waved his hands at the same time, and the explosive flames condensed.

Roar,

Jinhu roared, and the demon power in his head swept out, forming a powerful shield, and teleported out with Gu Qing.

Within a few breaths, he blocked Yue Jiliang's path.

"Suffer death!" Gu Qing roared angrily, and blasted the flames out of his hand.

"No," Zhao Jiliang screamed miserably, his body broken.

Flesh and blood fly everywhere, and the soul of life rises into the sky.

With a thought, Gu Qing realized that for such an ungrateful person who betrayed his friends, his soul would not let him stay.

The Xuanyin Flag grinned, and with a whoosh, Zhao Jiliang's soul was absorbed into it.

Bloody Plains, Fang Yuan is a thousand miles away.

The earth seemed to be stained with blood, and the clouds floating in the sky were shining with blood-eating light.

The smell of blood spread everywhere, making Qianliyuan extremely terrifying.

Although Tianjizi and others have been here many times, they are always shocked by the endless bloody smell every time they enter.

It was hard for them to imagine how such a strong smell of blood could come from.

How was such a vast land of blood formed?

Stepping into this place again, everyone is still full of fear.

Afraid of the blood-devouring aura here and the blood tower standing in the center.

Inside the Tongtian Pillar, the outer mountain contains the rejuvenation liquid, soul-gathering liquid, and remnants of mortal magic weapons that all cultivators have been seeking for their entire lives; while the inner mountain has similar ones, but the grade is much higher.

The Blood Plain is the place that all monks dream of.

Because here, as long as you can find a spiritual grass, it will be of great benefit to your cultivation. If you are lucky enough to get a magic weapon, it will definitely be of the mortal level.

And the Blood Tower is a place that cultivators in the ancient world have spent their entire lives pursuing.

For countless years, it is said that no one has ever entered this tower in the entire ancient world.

However, no one knows whether this legend is true or false.

The Blood Tower stands tall, emitting a pressure that makes the souls of monks in the ancient world tremble.

However, at the top of the tower at this time, there was a monk who was at the peak of the tenth level of incarnation sitting cross-legged.

At the bottom of the tower, thousands of incarnation monks were sitting cross-legged like bells, disdainful of Gu Qing and others who stepped into the blood field.

Suddenly, the monk sitting cross-legged on the top of the tower opened his eyes, with blood shining in his eyes, looking at the blood field in the distance.

His lips moved slightly, and a gloomy voice sounded: "It is indeed very strong, and it can actually break through the pressure of the inner mountain." At this point, he showed a bloodthirsty look, and said: "Good thing, good thing. It can break through the pressure of the inner mountain and enter the blood source."

, it means that you all have powerful souls. In this way, you have initially met the master's requirements."

At this point, the blood-thirsty eyes suddenly changed, and majestic spiritual thoughts roared out from the top of the tower.

call out,

The spiritual thoughts are invisible, but with the help of the spire bead, they form a majestic bloody storm.

The storm roared across the blood plain, covering the entire sky in an instant.

Gu Qing, who was staring at the Blood Tower in the distance, noticed a sudden storm coming from the top of the tower, and his expression changed slightly. Although he didn't understand what the storm was, he also knew that nothing good would come of it.

Turning his head slightly, he glanced at the team that had been going on for nearly a thousand years, but now only Huo Lingzi, Tianjizi, Shenluo, Deng Ruiqian, Meng Linglong, Liu Nian, Xian Mohang, Ye Meng, Yu Gurgling, and Baili were left.

How many people are there in Weiyang?

These people can be said to be the only monks in the ancient world's righteous path.

If they also fall, even if they break through the soul banner, the price will be too high.

Thinking of this, he sighed slightly, looked at the storm that was coming in an instant in the sky, and reminded everyone: "Be careful of the storm."

All the monks are strong men in the body transformation realm, and they have also discovered the strangeness of the blood tower.

When the storm broke out, everyone put up their own defensive shields and waited to see what happened.

In the blood tower, the monks who activated their souls and released their spiritual thoughts saw that Gu Qing and the others all used defensive shields to protect themselves.

He smiled ferociously, shook his head, and said: "Ignorant boy, no matter how high your cultivation level is, you can never stop me, Luo Yang, from exploring."

At this moment, the storm had passed through the void, passing over the heads of Gu Qing's people, then fled far away and finally disappeared.

The storm disappeared, Luo Yang's ferocious face revealed a hint of surprise, and he said softly: "Hey, how is it possible? How can you still have such a poor life soul?"

Having said this, he raised his head slightly, his eyes flashing with blood, and stared at Deng Ruiqian, who was closely following Gu Qing, and Yu Gong, who was beside Meng Linglong.

His face turned cold, and his blood-devouring aura burst out, and he said ferociously: "No matter what your soul is, you must pass this final test before your master can devour your soul."

As he spoke, he lowered his head suddenly and looked at the monks sitting cross-legged like bells under the tower. The blood-eating light in his eyes kept flashing, and he shouted coldly: "Kill one person, and your cultivation level will be directly raised to the peak of the tenth level of the incarnation. Kill them all, you.

You can all enjoy the realm of Anding."

As soon as these words came out, the Qianji monks who were sitting cross-legged like bells all opened their eyes, revealing the blood-devouring light, and looked ferociously at the blood field outside the tower.

"Kill!" Someone roared, and then thousands of monks rushed out from the bottom of the tower, stepped onto the blood field, and pounced on the Gu Qing people like wolves and tigers.

"What kind of storm is this? It didn't cause any harm to us?" Once the storm passed, Shenluo stared at the place where the storm disappeared in confusion.

"It's strange, the pressure on the blood plain has disappeared." Huo Lingzi looked at the blood tower in confusion, his red hair calm and silent.

Tianjizi's face changed slightly, he twisted his hands and quickly deduced, and murmured: "Weird things, weird things."

"Hmph," Ye Meng snorted coldly, feeling a little dissatisfied with everyone's performance.

Glancing at the calm Gu Qing, the dissatisfaction in his heart became even stronger. He raised his head suddenly, looked at the blood tower in the distance, and said: "It's a good thing that the pressure is gone, it just allows me to go and investigate."

As soon as he said these words, his body moved and flew away in the air.

"Brother Meng," Mo Qianxang called out sweetly and chased after him with his sword.

Just when the two of them rushed towards the Blood Tower, the cultivators at the bottom of the tower went crazy.

"Don't go," Gu Qing wanted to stop him, but it was too late.

I saw Ye Meng flying across the sky like a meteor, approaching the Blood Tower by a hundred feet in an instant.

One hundred feet has always been an insurmountable distance for monks in the ancient world.

Now, he has arrived in one fell swoop.

Looking at the Blood Tower so close at hand, he laughed excitedly: "Haha, I am the one who is close to the Blood Tower in the ancient world!"

As soon as this sound came out, the blood-devouring sound in the Blood Tower was heard like thunder, and thousands of monks rushed out like a tide.

Densely packed magic weapons flew through the void, instantly strangling Ye Meng into pieces of meat.

"Brother Meng," Mo Qianxian roared sadly, her body trembling, and she rushed forward without any hesitation.

boom,

There was a roar, and before even taking a breath, Mo Qianhang's delicate body also turned into pieces of flesh.

Two life souls flashing with strange red light rose up, taking the form of two people in the void.

Staring hazily, stretched out illusory hands and hugged each other tightly.

It's just that this kind of embrace is ethereal.

Suddenly, the blood droplet as big as a thumb on the top of the blood tower flashed with blood, exuding a majestic devouring aura.

call,

The life souls of the two people were uncontrollable, soaring into the air and heading straight towards the blood beads.

At this moment, the giant mouth of the sky did not appear for the first time.

Two life souls floated and approached the blood bead in an instant.

With a hiss, Mo Qianhang's life soul was swallowed up. Immediately, the devouring force swallowed up Ye Meng's life soul.

However, at the moment when it was completely swallowed, the soul suddenly turned its head and stared into the distance with a horrified expression on its face.

Hazy eyes, but full of infinite affection.

If Mo Qianhang saw this look, I don't know what he would think.

After fighting for her whole life, she thought she could embrace each other with both lives and souls. However, the man who made her fall in love with him left his affectionate eyes to another woman at the last moment.

What an ironic story this is.

What a sad woman this is.

Just like us in the world, we always think that what we have is what we should get, and we can have it forever.

However, who can own whom? Who can own what?

Just like poor Mo Qianxian, in the end, she still couldn't have that love.

She once thought that if she owned Ye Meng, she would own the world and everything.

But in the end, everything is just a cloud.

Ye's fierce glance made Liunian's delicate body tremble, and tears finally flowed from her eyes.

Looking back on the past, everything seems to have passed away.

The giant mouth did not appear, which naturally attracted Gu Qing's attention.

Looking at the sky, although I don't understand the reason for all this, one thing is certain, that is, everything is related to the blood beads on the blood tower.

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