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Chapter 3367 boiling blood

On the top of a bloody lonely peak, the human star ring stands here.

The halo in the middle of the star ring shook for a while, and two figures appeared near the star ring.

After Luo Zheng's vision returned to normal, he glanced at the surrounding environment and was slightly startled.

At the top of the bloody lone peak is a round platform. There are seven or eight star rings in the center of the round platform. In addition to the human race, other races have ascended here. There are dozens of Yang Souls around the round platform.

These yang souls have different shapes and come from all races, but there is no human race.

When they saw the bodies of Luo Zheng and Feng Ge, their eyes lit up.

"These two people... have physical bodies?"

"How did they do it?"

"It seems that the human woman is still a living being on the other side?"

Feng Ge can see the appearance clearly and is naturally recognized as a creature from the other side.

Luo Zheng ignored these Yang Souls, but walked to the edge of the round platform and looked around.

There are blood-colored solitary peaks standing throughout Changrong Tian. Each solitary peak is separated by a considerable distance, and below the solitary peak is an abyss, with red liquid flowing at the bottom of the abyss.

"Since the twenty-ninth heaven, the other side has become extremely dangerous," Feng Ge said at the side. "The bottom of Chang Rongtian is covered with 'boiling blood', which is the red liquid below. Once any living being falls into the boiling blood

Everything inside will be melted cleanly."

"But these are not dangerous, right?" Luo Zheng's eyes have been retracted from the bottom and landed on the side of the solitary peak. Long plank roads have been built between these solitary peaks. As long as you don't commit suicide and jump into the boiling blood, you will naturally be safe.

pass.

What's more, Luo Zheng knows how to fly in the air, so it is naturally easier.

"This human friend, just the boiling blood at the bottom is nothing, but don't forget, there are those golden-winged birds in the sky!" A Yanghun with a height of three feet came up.

"Garuda..."

Luo Zheng looked up.

The shadows of giant birds can be faintly seen in the sky, but those giant birds are just hovering in the deep sky...

"I have checked the information," Feng Ge also nodded and said, "The absolute overlord in Chang Rong Tian is the golden-winged bird. Even the creatures on the other side of the twenty-nine heavens are also the prey of those birds, let alone Yanghun.

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The Yang soul is much more fragile than the physical body. Even if it has entered the Soul City, it will still be fragile unless it completely passes the test of the Soul City, becomes a colorless thought body, and reaches the Holy Soul realm.

"Yes, yes!"

The three-foot-tall Yang Hun came up and said: "Chang Rong Tian is too dangerous. We have been staying here just to wait for the opportunity to go to Soul City. Since you two are in the flesh, can you protect us?"

"I'm from the Shimo tribe. If you two are willing to escort me through, please make an offer..."

"..."

Hearing this, Luo Zheng showed a trace of curiosity on his face, "Are you trapped here?"

"Well! Those Garudas are cunning. We are safe just on this round platform. Once we step onto the long plank road, we will be targeted by the Garudas," the Shimo tribesman nodded.

A smaller Yang Hun next to him has arrived at the edge of the round platform, quietly took a step towards the plank road, and said at the same time: "If this friend doesn't believe it, just wait and see!"

Yang Hun had just stood on the plank road for a short while when a gust of wind surged in the sky, and a huge wing shadow rushed down at an incredible speed and landed next to the plank road.

Before the Garuda rushed down, the little Yang Hun had already retracted his feet.

"Yo!"

The golden-winged bird made an angry cry and fiercely grabbed the little Yang Hun.

But just as its head touched the platform, streaks of blood-colored lightning emitted a "sizzling" sound of electricity. After the golden-winged bird let out a scream, it quickly flapped its wings and retreated, then rushed towards the sky.

There was a burnt smell.

"That's it," said the little Yang Hun.

The tall Yanghun chuckled and said: "Chouyan, if you tease the Garuda like this, it has a grudge against you. When you get on the plank road, it will attack you first."

That "Ugly Word" said nonchalantly: "Anyway, these birds have been staying here. At worst, I will never go to Soul City in my life..."

Luo Zheng heard their conversation and realized that these people might have been trapped here for some time.

If Chang Rongtian had always been like this, theoretically he would not be able to survive.

He thought for a while and then asked: "No, if those golden-winged birds have always been there, how did the others get to Soul City?"

"We can only wait for the opportunity," Feng Ge said: "I heard that as long as there is blood mist, the golden-winged bird is unwilling to come down. When the blood mist dissipates, everyone can rush to Soul City quickly and it will be safe!"

"How often does the blood fog day come?" Luo Zheng asked.

"We have been here for a long time, but we have never seen the bloody fog," another Yanghun replied.

The birth of the blood mist is completely random. Sometimes the blood mist can spread over half of the Changrong sky. Sometimes even if the blood mist is born, it can only cover a part of the area, and it is still impossible to go to Soul City.

"Then you want us to fight against those strange birds?" Luo Zheng asked.

"Exactly!" said the little Yang Hun.

"It's too dangerous," Feng Ge rejected the proposal. "Those golden-winged birds are the overlords here. If they swarm in, you won't be able to resist them!"

Although Feng Ge has a certain degree of confidence in Luo Zheng, she is less willing to take risks randomly.

When those Yang souls heard Feng Ge's objection, they all lost interest and dispersed one after another. Some even recited the Illusion Breaking Curse and exited the other side.

At this time, Luo Zheng's mind suddenly heard the voice of Yuanshi Tianzun again, "It's really strange. Chang Rongtian's Blood Mist Curse was lost?"

"Blood Mist Curse? What is that?" Luo Zheng asked.

"Hey, it seems that the Yuanling clan has worked hard over the years and washed away a lot of things," Yuanshi Tianzun said with a helpless smile, "The big-winged golden eagle clan in Chang Rongtian is really powerful. Even the God is made up of big-winged eagles.

It’s rare for a golden eagle to take charge.”

Generally speaking, the creatures in the dark realm are much more powerful than the creatures in the light realm, but in Chang Rongtian's dark realm and light realm, both the big-winged golden eagles dominate, which is indeed very rare.

The good thing is that the big-winged golden eagle tribe is very proud!

No matter how hard the Yuanling clan tried, they could not win them over. Although this clan was dangerous and cruel, they did not obey the orders of the Yuanling clan.

The race that stands at the top of Chang Rongtian is most afraid of the boiling blood flowing in the abyss. In fact, most of the creatures on the other side of Chang Rongtian rely on boiling blood to survive.

After Yuanshi Tianzun told the origin of the big-winged golden eagle clan, he continued: "A long time ago, someone discovered that the blood mist can drive away the big-winged golden eagles. They use the blood mist spell to summon the boiling blood under the extreme smoke.

Blood mist is almost a necessary method to pass through the twenty-ninth level of Chang Rongtian, but I didn't expect that no one knows about it now."


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