The moment I saw Lin Qiming, I suddenly felt anger burning from my chest.

The reason why I was willing to endure all this pain was for these brothers of my family. I thought that the Buddha's soul could walk, and that I must be a great monk with great means, but I didn't expect that the bad idea he came up with not only put me on the verge of death, but also failed to do what I asked him.

Lin Qiming was eventually thrown into the blood pool, while Huang Yangshen was still dragged into the bottom of the pool.

What about the next one? Could it be Zhu Xueting?

Chen Zihao is undercover in the enemy camp at this moment, and his life and death are uncertain. But his cousin was asked by me, but even her life cannot be guaranteed?

What is my face? Go to meet those brothers who trust me and work hard for me?

I was temporarily escaped from danger, and after seeing Lin Qiming falling into the pool water, I resisted with all my hands, and kept grabbing them with my hands. However, more than tentacles that had been activated suddenly surged out, tied his body tightly and pulled him toward the ground of the pool water.

Seeing Lin Qiming sinking into the dark bottom of the pool, my heart beat, gritted my teeth, and tried my best to tear the blood cocoon wrapped around me, then climbed to the wall of the human head and crawled towards the bottom of the pool.

If it were a few minutes ago, I would probably not even have the strength to walk, but in this pool of blood, I had recovered a little bit of energy and barely broke out of the cocoon.

Grit your teeth and persevere!

The tentacles in the pool danced in a mess. When they got a little closer to the middle, they would be rolled up. I didn't dare to go in, but climbed down one by one, one lifelike head after another.

I never thought that these heads were not dead. I just put my hands on them and immediately turned violently to try to attack.

Fortunately, I was guarded and did not place my palm on the face of the human head. Otherwise, I would have been afraid that my palm would have bitten the ghost.

There was a fierce head in front and floating tentacles behind. For a moment, I was also in a dilemma of being unable to advance or retreat.

And the more I did this, the more cruel I felt in my heart. I took out the Blood-Drinking Cold Light Sword from the Babao Bag and stabbed it at the head that was trying to bite my palm.

puff!

The long sword came in and pierced the fierce head directly, and the white brain inside immediately floated out.

The sword body of the Blood-Drinking Cold Light Sword is unique, and it is born with countless small pores that can suck blood. Once it enters the pool, it immediately shows its greed nature. It "breaths", contracts and expands, and becomes more than doubled.

After reaching such a terrifying size, the thick and long Blood-Drinking Cold Light Sword could no longer rise, but the whale swallowed the breath scared all the things in the pool.

No matter these restless heads on the wall, even the tentacles that were ready to move in the pool subconsciously avoided them.

The devil sword is the devil sword.

However, this sword is also fierce. Once it appears, the first thing is to absorb the blood and energy around it. The second thing is to condense a fierce aura and invade me along the hilt of the sword.

The devil sword hinders the master.

This guy actually wanted to take advantage of the time when I was weak and powerless, and wanted to use his fierce consciousness to influence me.

Feeling a surging murderous intent that covered the sky and the sun swept over, I couldn't help but be furious.

Damn, are you an unfamiliar ungrateful wolf?

I felt awe-inspiring hatred in my heart, but I also knew that this guy was demonstrating and testing me, and it was also a trend of the great achievement of the magic sword. I did not give it any opportunity to take advantage of the Taoist heart magic to run for one day, and then I used the dragon's will to correspond to the aura in the magic sword.

No matter how fierce a dog is, it must recognize its owner.

Otherwise, you will be beaten to death with a stick and you will never be fierce again!

The two fought in a flash. When the Blood-Drinking Light Sword understood that although the master's body suffered unprecedented damage, his will was still strong, he immediately chose to surrender.

With the magic sword in hand, the next thing becomes simple.

While adjusting my breathing, I was guided by the cold blood sword in my blood and climbed toward the bottom of the blood pool.

The extremely vicious heads just now were still vicious, but when the blood-drinking cold light sword passed by, they all chose to shut their mouths and eyes and lower their heads.

Even ghosts are all characters who deceive good and fear evil.

I was relieved to see bronze reliefs on the wall of the blood pool, carved with many mysterious and luxurious runes.

These runes have no connection with the various talismans I know, as if they are another system.

No, no!

In their right eye, there are mysterious runes that embrace the immortals and make plans. They seem to have many similarities. They are often a seemingly simple rune that contains endless mysteries.

This kind of text is like a miracle.

If these things fall into the hands of those who are obsessed with the way of runes, such as my uncle Li Daozi, they will naturally be like treasures. However, in my eyes, who are eager to rescue people at this moment, they are just passing clouds.

For me, friendship is far more important than truth.

Keep facing down, I don't know how many meters I climbed.

Originally, I looked at the shallow pool of blood, but it was long and long, like a bottomless abyss, but I was not worried too much.

From the mouth of the Dharma King of the Treasure Cave, I already knew the real name of this pool.

How difficult it is to be reborn in the evil pool!

Such a place is not so much a pool, but rather a magic weapon - a ruin from ancient times.

Such things are like the eight treasures I cherish, and cannot be measured by the current space and physical characteristics. The world inside is different from the world in our inherent concepts.

For example, I was breathing freely in this pool of blood and was not choked to death. Instead, the plasma moistened my internal organs and allowed my body to recover from the oily and dryness.

In this case, the bottom is far-reaching and not a weird thing.

However, since the mysterious runes on the pool wall are somewhat similar to the Linxianzhan in my right eye, perhaps the two sides should be in contact.

My heart moved, and I suddenly opened my right eye.

In this blood pool, there is no need to activate it at all, and the mysterious runes in the right eye can be quickly activated.

Soon, I saw a scene that surprised me.

The originally dark pool water actually emitted seven colors: red, orange, yellow, green, blue, indigo and purple. These colors are not clear, but are mixed together, turning into one gust of wandering rainbow light after another.

If ordinary people see this brilliance, they only think of the beauty in it, but I can see more things.

In Western mythology, the path connecting the human world and the divine realm is called the Rainbow Bridge; in Tibetan Buddhism, those who practice Tantric Buddhism to the Great Perfection will turn into a rainbow and disappear; and in many Taoist scriptures, this phenomenon is called the feathering ascendance to the immortals.

If two worlds are compared to different soap bubbles, this ray of rainbow light is the point where the soap bubbles come into contact.

The focus of energy gathering.

Sure enough, the bottom of this blood pool is really like the legendary one, connecting the six paths of reincarnation.

But the more this happens, the more dangerous the place is.

The stagnation of the mysterious rune came earlier than ever before. Before I could see it, it disappeared without a trace, but it pointed out a way for me.

Along this road, I was able to go to that secret realm at the bottom of the pool.

Do you want to leave?

I hesitated for half a second, and then without hesitation, guided by the cold blood-drinking lightsaber and slid downwards.

When I arrived at a certain node, I felt a repulsive resistance.

After looking at it, there were actually layers of broken corpses accumulated here, with countless broken limbs and broken arms stacked on it, filling the hole with a lot of stuff.

But this is not the bottom of the pool.

Below these corpses, there is a suspended layer, and that place is the real mystery of the blood pool.

I saw tentacles constantly coming out of the bottom of the broken corpse and stretched out towards the top.

How to go on?

I stared at this ghost place, my heart was a little stagnant, but the Blood-Drinking Cold Light Sword was very fearless. It suddenly rotated, but it drilled out a passage and took me over to look down.

Plop!

As soon as I entered it, I immediately felt the long-lost gravity and suddenly fell from mid-air.

There is no plasma under the bottom of this pool?

I suddenly fell down and thought I would fall to a dizzy place, but I didn't expect it to fall to a slippery and soft place. I subconsciously rolled down to the side and wanted to stand up. As soon as I stood up, my feet slipped and I fell again.

I fell several times in a row, but fortunately my body was soft and nothing was wrong.

But when I calmed down, my whole body trembled.

The reason why I was so slippery and soft under me was not another reason, but because I just fell on an extremely huge soft monster.

To be honest, it is hard for me to describe what this thing is. It has a head like a squid or a squid. The tentacles that were constantly shaking in the blood pool before were stretched out from its head.

There are more than 30 such tentacles, and its head is as big as a hill, and its body is spread out like a jellyfish, spreading out the bottom of the blood pool.

The place where I fell at this moment was the skin that it climbed at the bottom of the pool.

I never expected that there was such a monster growing under this blood pool.

Although the monster's head was there, his eyes were not opened. I didn't dare to stand up. When I looked left and right, I saw blood cocoons appearing one after another at the edge of the bottom of the pond, climbing on it, densely packed, with four or five hundred.

Among them, which one is Huang Yangshen and which one is Lin Qiming?
Chapter completed!