Of course, the sixty-two lords were not feeling well. The vortex was rotating one by one, and blood rain fell down the sky. The erosion and damage to them by these extremely surging and pure life forces were even more severe than that of Ge Dongxu before.

Because just as their death power overcomes the power of life, the life power in the blood-colored world of Tunling also overcomes the power of death.

What level and cultivation level of Tunling is? His blood-colored world has so many life forces and high quality. Even if they are numerous, they cannot make up for the gap between the two.

You can imagine how huge the damage the sixty-two lords have to bear in the blood-colored world of Tunling.

As Ge Dongxu said, for the sixty-two lords, this is a great disaster. If you can overcome it, you will have more hope of becoming a Lama. If you can’t overcome it, you will die and disappear.

"Sixty-two bars! Damn, you actually carried sixty-two bars with you!"

In terms of strength, Tunling was enough to kill 62 bars, but these 62 bars were now like 62 poisons in his blood-colored world. Even if "poison" does not kill him, it would be enough to seriously damage his vitality and even be injured by Daoji. Tunling was shocked at once, and then he realized that he had underestimated Ge Dongxu from afar and was still too happy.

"Hehe, I forgot to tell you that your son also swallowed my subordinates and then died." Ge Dongxu's mouth curled a cruel sneer.

"Hmph, how can the Tunhai compare with the Lord of the Mountain! Don't look at the fun you are making noise inside now, it's no problem for me to refine you. But I don't like this kind of death thing, so don't make noise. I don't refine you. Now I will get up and go to Liuhuang's house to release you. What do you think?" Tunling heard that his son died under the hands of these dead things under Ge Dongxu's tent, gritted his teeth and wanted to kill Ge Dongxu immediately, but in the end he suppressed his hatred and impulse and said coldly.

"Old thief of the Sunling, who do you think you are? If you want to swallow me, swallow me. If you want to let me out, I will come out?" Ge Dongxu sarcastically.

Although the swallowing magic power of Shuangling is powerful, it can be forced to swallow people or let them go, but the problem is that if the people inside are unwilling to come out, it will be difficult for Shuangling to force them out.

Especially when it comes to Ge Dongxu and the sixty-two strong men of the level, if they really rely on his blood-colored world, he really has no choice but to do anything to them.

In fact, this is the first time in his life that Tunling has encountered someone who was swallowed by him and doesn't want to break into the trap.

Seeing that Ge Dongxu was unwilling to come out, Tunling ridiculed him, and he was so angry that his lungs almost exploded. But it was related to Daoji. Even if he had more anger, he had to endure it and said coldly: "What do you want?"

"I don't want to do anything. I like it very much. You can refine me slowly. Anyway, you say it's easy to refine me." Ge Dongxu said lightly.

"Children Jiuyang, do you think I really don't dare to refine you?" Tunling gritted his teeth.

"No matter how you say Tunling, you are a Taoist immortal, and you don't dare to do anything! Come on, I'm waiting for you to show your power!" Ge Dongxu said.

"Okay, okay, Jiuyang, I think you won't cry until you see the coffin. Since you like to be refined so much, I will refine you well!" Seeing that Ge Dongxu was unwilling to go out, Tunling had no choice but to grit his teeth and said fiercely.

When he said this, Tunling thought in his heart, "When you can't stand it, you can't ask the Lord of the Mountain to let you out!" After you let you out, the Lord of the Mountain insists on tearing you apart to relieve the hatred in his heart.

"Stop talking, hurry up!" Ge Dongxu urged.

When Tunling saw that he was cruel, he not only couldn't scare Ge Dongxu, but he looked impatient and almost irritated.

Tunling didn't know that Ge Dongxu was trying to use his blood-colored world of the top-grade Taoist immortal to temper his sixty-two pisses, making their bodies stronger and the power of death more condensed and pure.

"Hmph, let's see how long you can be happy!" Tunling sneered and resolutely activated the blood-colored world.

The blood-colored world, blood mist churning, blood rain pouring down.

In the blood mist and bloody rain, there are dark dragons swaying their teeth and claws, as if they are making waves.

There are more potholes in the blood-colored world, bloody mountains collapse, black smoke everywhere, and many black hole-like areas appear in the blood-colored sky.

The blood-colored world of Swallowing Ridge is being attacked and eroded by a large number of death forces!

Similarly, the sixty-two Nether Dragons transformed by Ba and Ge Dongxu are also under the crazier attacks of the blood-colored world.

The blood rain poured down, leaving wounds corroded by strong acid on them, which were hideous and terrifying and shocking.

This is a real battle between life and death, and it depends on who can last until the end.

Time passes day by day.

Ten days passed in a blink of an eye.

The blood-colored world is in chaos and destruction, and the world is no longer a pure blood color, but a blood color with dead gray.

The sixty-two lords were already broken. The originally surging death power of the sea had been constantly attacked and eroded by the power of life, and it had been continuously weakened and contracted, and its number had been reduced by at least half.

This half of the death power survived after "catastrophe", and is more pure and condensed than the original death power.

But except for the small crocodile, small dragon, big roll and other few piers, this has almost reached the limit that most piers can bear. If they are refined, they may completely collapse.

"Jiuyang, you are indeed amazing! But you are not my opponent yet. If you continue to refine it, you and your zombies will be all over! Let's come out, why bother showing off and losing your life?" On this day, Tunling, who had been silent for a long time, spoke again.

"I don't care, you can continue to refine it." Ge Dongxu looked like a dead pig was not afraid of boiling water.

"Do you really think this mountain master dare not take ruthless actions?" Tunling couldn't help but angrily heard this.

"I have never thought so before. You are just talking nonsense, like an indecisive old woman!" said Ge Dongxu.

"You!" Tunling was sarcastic by Ge Dongxu's words, so he almost spit out old blood.

Tunling is different from Ge Dongxu's sixty-two bars. His realm level is higher. The sixty-two bars can use his power to temper themselves, but he cannot use their power of death to temper his bloody world.

On the contrary, the power of death remained in his body, like venom, which would continue to erode the pure and powerful blood-colored power he had accumulated after practicing for many years.
Chapter completed!