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Chapter Eighty-Six: Rafting in the Sea of Blood


Feng Suiying, Qi Tian, ​​and Wu Dahei walked side by side in front, and the remaining monks followed loosely, occasionally observing the surroundings.

Except for the sudden appearance of a trace of bloody air, there was no sign of any anger or abnormality.

"This place is really weird," Feng Suiying walked and sent a message to Qi Tian, ​​"Although I can't feel the danger now, there is a heart-stopping aura.

It seems that under this sea of ​​blood and corpses, There is some extremely terrifying consciousness hidden inside.”

"This fellow Taoist sent a message to me, what does this mean?"

Qi Tian observed Wu Dahei all the way, but found that since Wu Dahei entered this place, his trance state disappeared instantly.

He had no influence, it was the stone pillar in the outside world that made him behave abnormally "This is an interesting combination," Zuo Hua followed Qi Tian, ​​hiding in nothingness.

Even the monks in the transformation stage and Mahayana stage would not feel its existence at all.

"The ghost from that place, Shenyan Heir of the clan, what is interesting is that the spirit pattern bloodline of this little guy from the Shenyan clan is extremely pure, and this guy with the soul chain still has some good things left in Tianting."

Zao Hua looked into the distance, as if penetrating the void, "It is a technique specially designed for killing people, but it is suitable for this kid."

"You and I are destined."

Feng Suiying knew that his appearance had changed at this moment, and there were many monks here, so it was right to be cautious.

And the reason why he judged that this Qian family monk was Qi Tian was after some process inference.

"Brother Feng," with just one sentence, Qi Tian determined the identity of this person, looked ahead, and led everyone along the way, "It is weird to have such a blood-sea corpse mountain in the ruins that is always intact.

This place is not like what it was later.

The formation is more like something that was originally here.

I have an idea that it seems that the original location of this ruins was the main killing place."

"Well, Feng has this intention.

In my opinion, this place seems to be used by the sect specifically for the training of disciples."

Feng Suiying thought of his hometown.

It was also used as a training ground, although there were no corpses.

Mountains and seas of blood, but vast wilderness made of withered bones As a place of trial, if you survive there, your honor will be integrated into the withered bones after death.

After eternity, it will be even more desolate and spectacular than this blood sea corpse mountain.

"Brother Feng is well-informed, can you make any judgment about this place?"

Qi Tian asked.

"Yes."

Feng Suiying nodded.

In fact, before he came here, he had investigated the past of the old man Tieguai.

This is why he was clearly not affected by the backlash of the oath, but still spent a lot of time.

The reason for joining the exploration team schemingly: "I have investigated and found that the inheritance obtained by the old man Tieguai is likely to come from a famous killer organization in heaven in ancient times."

"Killer Organization" Qi Tian thought of the magic that the old man sold to him.

Although the magic seems crude now, the various contents in it are all like the introductory scrolls, such as concealing the body shape, changing the appearance, distinguishing the enemy, etc.

The introductory scrolls of strength and weakness, and the more advanced techniques that can be derived, all point to the art of killing.

Two hours passed.

There was no day or night in this ruins, there was always only the yellow turbid light.

Qi Tian and the others ran all the way and finally arrived at the edge of the sea of ​​blood.

It looks like a plain in the distance, but when you look closer, the so-called wind and waves are clearly the rolling sea of ​​blood.

"Although this blood has not yet solidified, the blood in it is already extremely thin," Feng Suiying stood on the edge of the sea of ​​blood, feeling the wind blowing over and the waves of blood.

On this shore, there is a white layer of something like fine sand, which is ground bone sand.

All of this reveals the coldness and evil.

Even some foundation-building monks feel that they are used to seeing flesh and blood.

Corpses, but seeing the scene now, they had to believe that this scene was a pile of bones.

They believed it.

Their faces were unusually pale, and some of them even retched.

The most indifferent people present were only Qi Tian and Feng Suiying.

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Feng Suiying was just used to seeing all this and regarded them as ordinary things.

But Qitian read too many novels and experienced great joys and sorrows, and his heart could no longer be shaken.

Wu Dahei coughed twice, "How do we get there?"

Qi Tian was also thinking about this problem.

At the same time, he took out a flying sword magic weapon in his hand, tentatively input spiritual power, and threw the flying sword into the sea of ​​blood.

I saw that the sea of ​​​​blood that was originally sleeping suddenly began to stir, as if it had not felt spiritual power for a long time.

Just the meager spiritual power of the flying sword magic weapon made it seem like a giant tongue was sticking out from the sea of ​​blood, and this tongue suddenly Scroll, the spirit sword was swallowed up completely without causing a few waves, and the sea of ​​​​blood returned to calm.

Feng Suiying saw this scene, stretched out his hand, and a snake-like ghost mother appeared in his hand, and went straight to the blood sea.

However, as soon as the ghost mother arrived on the blood sea, the sea surface seemed to be extremely calm, and even the ghost mother appeared.

Went around and around twice not far from the shore.

But just when everyone was about to breathe a sigh of relief, waves suddenly surged in the sea of ​​blood, as if it were boiling.

A skeleton made of blood slowly rose into the air.

It appeared very strangely.

It seemed slow, but The ghost mother still couldn't escape its fate.

As soon as the bloody skeleton appeared, it opened its mouth and sucked the ghost mother into the skeleton.

You could even see the ghost mother inside through its empty eye sockets.

Feng Suiying looked serious, looking at the bloody skeleton with one hand behind his back, with a stern expression.

The moment the bloody skeleton just appeared, he could clearly feel a familiar aura.

It was the aura of a ghost.

Although it was a ghost, It's more like being between a ghost and a soul.

Feng Suiying has always been sensitive to ghosts.

Logically speaking, ghosts should be between reality and illusion.

It is rare to have blood as the body.

In his opinion, this soul is a remnant soul.

Generally speaking, the remnant soul of a monk is Absolutely no ghosts can be generated unless there is strong external assistance.

Qi Tian also saw something unusual about it, and looked at each other with Feng Suiying, and a dignified atmosphere instantly filled the air.

"What is that?"

Wu Dahei looked at the disappearing skeleton with curiosity on his face, "It looks very strange.

You said, there is flesh here, there is blood in front, and there are bones in this white, then the skeleton is the soul, right?"

How many people had to die to make it look like this is incredible. " Qi Tian did not answer the question, but the image of the giant he had seen outside the sky became more and more lingering in his mind, "Brother Feng, if this mountain of corpses and sea of ​​blood is just the flesh and blood of one person" "This," even though Feng Suiying had extraordinary experience, he was shocked by Qi Tian's words.

He looked back at the endless mountain of flesh, then looked at the sea of ​​blood, and his eyes fell on the gradually fading blood.

On the skeleton, "If what you say is true, then such a giant must have great power.

If he dies, his soul may be broken between flesh and blood, forming this skeleton."

"Tell me, this thing is so weird, how can we get there?"

Seeing Qi Tian's dark expression, Wu Dahei did not accept his words.

After thinking about it, he quickly changed the topic.

This topic is also the topic that everyone is most concerned about at this moment. .

Qi Tian looked at the sea of ​​blood, and then connected it with the ghost-like blood skeleton inside, and thought of the secret technique he was practicing now, Three Thousand Small Worlds.

This was the last book Qi Tian put away in the church.

Originally, he thought it was a book introducing customs, customs, and world geography, but it turned out that this book was a secret technique.

Fortunately, this name allowed Qi Tian to find out.

Well, this secret technique has two extremes, one is the three thousand world of life, the other is the three thousand world of killing.

After the technique is completed, it can form three thousand small worlds surrounding it.

It can be advanced to attack and retreat to defend.

In fact, it is a supreme secret technique.

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Originally, when Qi Tian practiced this technique, he first practiced the Three Thousand Killing Realm.

Heavy Killing took the monk's blood, murderous intention and part of the soul power.

If he wanted to achieve a small success in this technique, countless killings would be required.

And here, it can be said that the factors he needs to practice the Three Thousand Killing Realm are gathered together.

Qi Tian believes that in this sea of ​​​​blood and corpses, there will be no shortage of killing intent.

Even if the situation is calm now, the killing power that has been accumulated for a long time will not be lost.

Qi, how could it disappear?

However, Qi Tian knew that there were too many people to use this technique at this time, but if his idea was successful, then his Three Thousand Killing Realm would absorb the blood sea here, and it would definitely be successful and even make nine blood realms appear.

This is The first step to achieve success in the Three Thousand Killing World "If you attack spiritual energy, you won't even spare ghosts.

You won't be able to fly across it."

Feng Suiying turned his gaze to the corpse mountain in the distance, "What if we take a detour?"

A group of foundation-building monks, including a few who were dissatisfied, mobilized the spiritual energy in their hands and struck towards the sea of ​​blood.

However, they were instantly rolled up by the bloody tongue thing that appeared in the sea of ​​blood, and sank into the blood and disappeared.

Wu Dahei stood by the sea of ​​​​blood, looking eager to try, but he never made a move, looking a little nervous.

"What kind of rotten place is this?

Didn't old man Tieguai promise that we wouldn't be in danger?"

"I have never believed in guaranteeing safety, but I feel that with the old man's mind, it is impossible to do a loss-making business.

Now that we have just arrived at this secret site, we haven't exerted the slightest effect yet, how could it be possible?

So fallen" "Perhaps that senior didn't know that such an accident would happen."

A group of monks kept discussing.

The more they discussed, the more oppressive the atmosphere became.

Everyone's eyes slowly turned to horror when they looked at the mountain of blood and corpses.

Qi Tianyi frowned, feeling that the situation at this moment was extremely unfavorable, and under this kind of atmosphere, the reaction of this group of people was a little too extreme.

"Have you ever felt that there seems to be a breath in the air here that is interfering with everyone's emotions?"

Feng Suiying squinted his eyes, "It's just that the breath is too weak.

Only as time goes by, it will disturb everyone unconsciously."

Everybody.”

At this moment, something happened among the monks.

They seemed to have a disagreement, and two of them actually started fighting.

A flying sword magic weapon flashed with silver light and drew a line.

It swept through the group of monks.

Unprepared, a monk who could not dodge was cut in half.

The bright red blood was filled with warm steam, like opening a gate.

The flood instantly dyed the ground redder Qi Tian dodged, and the flying sword passed him by, and then ran towards the crowded crowd.

At this time, the monks were very prepared.

With each fighting, the flying sword could not gain any advantage.

It spun around, and the light on it Instantly dazzling "Be careful of the flying sword self-destruction."

Qitian looked around, his eyes flashing, and looked at each other with Feng Suiying.

How could the two of them be unsure of the strange aura here at this moment?

If these monks were not affected, how could they do it so easily?

sword against sword Wu Dahei was staring at the sea of ​​​​blood attentively.

He was shocked by Qi Tian's reminder.

He turned around and saw the flying swords and a spear magic weapon thrown by an unknown monk at him.

At this moment, he was startled, his body flashed, and he stepped back directly.

Qi Tian's eyes tightened, and with the strength of his hind legs, he ran straight towards Wu Dahei, who was about to fall into the sea of ​​blood.

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Wu Dahei looked at Qi Tian's flying posture and couldn't help but twist his body as he flew back.

Looking behind him, it was this twisting posture that brought him closer to the blood sea.

Qi Tian was still a step too late.

Wu Dahei's strong body was instantly submerged in the sea of ​​blood Qi Tian sighed, but at the same time, the roar of the self-destruction of the flying sword behind him brought back all his emotions, and his eyes turned behind him from the place where Wu Dahei disappeared in the sea of ​​blood.

"The old man Tie took all the trouble to bring these foundation-building monks in.

He definitely didn't want them to kill each other for the purpose of killing each other.

I don't believe that he didn't know anything about the weirdness here."

Feng Suiying stood straight, and although his words were a little tight, But the small fan was swaying gently, and the clouds were still calm and the wind was gentle.

"Yes."

Qi Tian nodded and stared at the place where the flying sword exploded.

Because the monks were well prepared, no casualties were caused.

However, the attacks on each other did not stop, but became more intense.

Brother, do you think this situation is somewhat familiar?"

"Familiar" Feng Suiying heard this, "These people's minds are obviously affected by the aura here, and they have become murderous."

Feng Suiying clicked the fan in his hand, and he felt blessed in his heart.

"Looking like this, they are murderous and unconscious." , Slow but purposeful, which is similar to refining a puppet."

"That's what it means."

Only Qitian and Feng Suiying were not affected here.

Qitian's mind should be related to the power of his spiritual consciousness, or it might be the soul-locking chain, or the Taixuan Sutra.

As for Feng Following the shadow, Qi Tian knew that he had a secret, so he didn't say much, "If this is a huge puppet refining site, it may explain the purpose of the old man Tieguai bringing these people in."

"Hey," an exclamation accompanied by the sound of sloshing water came from behind Qi Tian.

Wu Dahei touched the back of his head.

Although he had a silly smile on his face, he could not hide his shock, "This ghost can't contain me."

Qi Tian and Feng turned around in unison, and saw Wu Dahei walking out of the sea of ​​blood step by step.

The blood in this sea of ​​blood did not hang on his clothes, but slipped into the sea like tentacles.

Wu Dahei looked confused and walked towards Qi Tian step by step

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