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text text_Chapter 3063 The evil god is so amazing!

"I'll fuck you up!"

Chen Shen gritted his teeth and said, "Brother has only been less than ten breaths old when he jumped into the blood pool, and his diving speed was not that fast. Now, has the pressure of the blood pool become so strong?"

"If this continues, let alone touching the bottom of the blood pool and meeting the 'God of Death' boss, I'm afraid I won't even be able to make a whole corpse!"

“Buzz~~”

At this moment, the ruby ​​​​on the soul-gathering buckle worn by Chen Shen at his waist suddenly bloomed with a strange spiritual light.

Immediately afterwards, curtains of light that were a little scarier than the color of the blood pool rose up, wrapping Chen Shen involuntarily.

As the blood suddenly appeared, Chen Shen immediately felt that the pressure was relieved, and he couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief: "Huh~~ It turns out that the reason why the ruby ​​​​on the soul-gathering buckle sucked away countless blood is to help jump into the blood pool.

Let’s carve out a way to survive!”

"Before this, Han Yizhi also told me that the ultimate goal of all previous competitions in the Whispering Ancient Battlefield is to recruit a satisfactory disciple for the 'God of Death'."

"No wonder every cultivator is forced to wear this soul-gathering belt before entering the ancient battlefield."

"Now that I think about it, the blood energy in the belt ruby ​​is not just a criterion for judging the performance and ranking of the contestants, but more importantly, it is for selecting disciples with "qualified performance" in the eyes of the 'Death God' to jump into the blood pool.

There will still be life left in the future..."

"Oh, I thought that after advancing to the nine-star level of the Xuanxiu Realm, I would already be awesome!"

"But who would have ever thought of jumping into a pool of blood? After only ten breaths, I almost couldn't hold it anymore..."

It has to be said that what happened to the blood pool gave Chen Shen a considerable blow: "I can only say that I am still not strong enough!"

"Perhaps with my current level of Xuanxiu and the mission reward effect of 'Hundred Skills and Soaring Spirits', it is not surprising to kill a low-grade Xuansheng."

"Even most of the middle-grade Xuansheng are strong enough to fight."

"But... compared with the legendary Xuan Shen, the gap is really not just a tiny bit!"

"Not to mention anything else, just this pool of blood in front of me is enough to kill me and the invisible..."

In fact, Chen Shen didn't know how long he had been submerged in the blood pool for "ten breaths", which was already incredible to the God of Death——

"Boom, boom, boom, boom!"

"I'm really happy. Judging from his age, this boy's level of profound cultivation is not too low. More importantly, his true profound power far exceeds the level of the nine-star profound king."

"The thunder element Xuan Gang condensed on his body should be some kind of mutated thunder element, right? And I'm afraid the grade is not low, at least the power of this young man's Xuan Qi is comparable to that of most three- and four-star Xuan Sages.

Come on, no need to give in too much!"

"Equally powerful is the power of his soul."

"If it were an ordinary nine-star Xuanjun realm cultivator, if he were to dive at the speed he is now, within three breaths, his soul would be shattered. At worst, he would faint on the spot, or at worst, his brain would explode and die!"

"But this kid actually lasted ten breaths before the blood energy in the 'Soul Gathering Belt' detected something strange about his body, and he took the initiative to protect the Lord."

"It can be seen that not only is his profound energy far more powerful than those of the same realm, but even the strength of his soul is more than twice as strong as those of the same realm!"

"Tsk tsk tsk, it's rare...it's really rare!"

"He is the person that this god has been waiting for, and it is not in vain that I have to sit at the bottom of the pond for millions of years for him!"

In fact, this 'God of Death' underestimated the strength of Chen Shen's soul.

Because the blood energy in the "soul-gathering buckle" detected the "strange" state of the body wearing it, it was not that his "power of the soul" was almost collapsed, but that its body-protecting profound energy had become layer by layer.

Due to thinness.

A moment later, in front of Chen Shen, in the endless black and red tide, a giant palm suddenly hit him!

The palm prints are black and red, and the five fingers look like five giant pillars!

At this moment, Chen Shen had a feeling that he didn't want to admit, that is, with the state of this giant hand shadow and the vast aura mixed with it, if he wanted to crush him to death, it would be no better than crushing a giant hand to death.

How difficult is it for ants...

The black and red palm prints that came from the capture were so fast that Chen Shen had just looked at them. He didn't even have time to use the instant skill "Flash", and he was already hit!

“Buzz~~”

The strange thing is that the powerful and huge palm light did not cause any damage to the young man the moment it hit him.

In other words, from the surface of the mechanism, the black blood palm print did not cause any substantial harm to Chen Shen.

But after this palm hit, Chen Shen's soul and consciousness seemed to be invaded by some strange force. His head was confused, his eyes were black, and he fainted directly...

In the blood pool, you can't see the sun rising or setting, nor can you see the moon disappearing or the stars emerging. Therefore, most people who are in it will not have an accurate sense of the passage of time.

I don't know how long it took, but the young man slowly floating in the blood pool moved his fingertips.

After a while, he slowly woke up.

"I'll go, what's going on?"

Looking around, the surroundings are red and black, only the bright red spots in the far distance bring some light to the bottom of the pool.

"Boom, boom, boom, boy, you're finally awake!"

That familiar yet unfamiliar "weird smile" rang in his ears again, making Chen Shen's heart tighten.

He glanced around, and no matter whether it was his eyesight or his soul's perception, he could not catch even a single figure.

He wanted to move his limbs, but found that no matter how hard he tried, his limbs, and even his torso, seemed to be stuck on acupuncture points, unable to move at all.

No matter how hard the young man tried to shake his limbs, he still couldn't overcome the numbness of his blood channels being blocked.

So, he ordered in a cold voice: "Let me go!"

"Hey, hey, hey, you're not a big guy, but you have a pretty bad temper, right?"

Along with a burst of strange laughter, Cang Lang's words came into Chen Shen's ears again: "Do you know that if I open your acupuncture points now, you will definitely suffer the invasion of blood energy?"

"By that time, you will most likely be brainwashed and killed by the endless killing atmosphere at the bottom of the blood pool, and then become a murderer who only knows bloodthirsty killings, but has no independent thoughts!"

"Hey, hey, hey, if it's a mysterious beast, maybe it can resist for a while."

"But you humans are inherently less resistant to the blood energy of killing. I bet that once I unlock the acupuncture points, there will still be blood energy forced into your body. You will lose your mind within a hundred breaths at most!"

"How about it, young man, are you interested in giving it a try?"

When Chen Shen heard this, his heart skipped a beat.

He looked around suspiciously, but he still didn't see anyone.

So, he asked curiously: "You just said...'you humans', could it be that you yourself are not human?"

"Hey, hey, that's the right answer."

Cang Lang's voice rose a few degrees in vain, and he said arrogantly: "I am a god: Evil God Qiongqi!"


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