"I,,,,,"

Mu Wudao couldn't help but feel shocked in his heart, his eyes full of horror.

In the past half a month, the creatures in the blood pool were first alarmed, which directly caused Mu Wuyan to suffer the power of the backlash of the sea of ​​blood. Then he suffered a great loss in the hands of this little guy. Now even the gentleman was directly smashed to the sole of his foot. Could it be that this inconspicuous gourd, who really encountered the evil characteristics of whom was unlucky?

"If it is said that the person who alarmed the creatures in the blood pool is the master of the spirit of misfortune, I am not surprised. After all, the spirit of misfortune also has the effect of hindering the master. Maybe it has a great relationship with the creatures in the blood pool." The old man in Qingshan sneered: "Maybe, with this little guy's great power of luck integrated into the blood pool, the effect of the blood pool may also have unexpected surprises, thereby transforming the power we need."

Mu Wudao's face became increasingly ugly, and his eyes were full of helplessness.

This joy was not yet good, but I had already experienced it.

Now we have not obtained any benefits yet, but we have suffered great damage. We really don’t want such surprises!

"Put this gourd back into the little guy's sleeves and sink into the blood pool together!" The old man in green sighed: "Maybe this blood sea spirit pool is their best destination."

"Sir, this,,,,,,,"

"Do you have anything else to say?"

"As this little guy has great luck, he must have a very small origin. Moreover, I have found dozens of treasures in this little guy, which is not a small number."

The old man in green sighed: "I advise you not to have too much cause and effect with this little guy. The cause and effect of this spirit of misfortune was unknown because of how many powerful people who had been shocked by the ancients and the present had fallen because of this spirit of misfortune. Some things, although they sound a bit incredible, they can always believe them. Once some things are infected with too much cause and effect, they will not be able to get rid of them at that time."

"This,,,,,,," Mu Wudao's heart was bleeding.

Those are dozens of treasures of heaven and earth. One or two treasures in the entire battlefield of gods and demons are about to be fought over by all races. It is really heartbreaking to sink into the blood pool with this little guy!

However, after saying this, I really dare not leave those treasures.

Some cause and effect are really unaffected!

When Zhuo Junlin woke up again, his eyes were covered in blood.

The strong smell of blood almost made Zhuo Junlin feel breathless. Even though Zhuo Junlin had long been used to endless blood and had countless lives in his hands, he had never encountered this kind of bloody situation that was full of blood.

Even in the bloody battle between Nantian and Beiyou that day, I had never seen so much blood.

At this moment, I had already wrapped myself in an endless sea of ​​blood.

This situation scared Zhuo Junlin.

When Zhuo Junlin's divine consciousness was emitted, he had no reaction at all. Even though his cultivation was still there, the blood sea, like a barrier of order, completely isolated any connection between himself and the outside world. Even if various spiritual consciousnesses were still there, between this sea of ​​blood, it was like a small world that formed its own world, and there was no longer any external force available,,,,,,,,,

“Where is this place?”

Zhuo Junlin roared and punched out suddenly.

The powerful fist intention was blown out, and the barbaric fist power that was originally enough to destroy mountains and rocks was blown into the sea of ​​blood, like a mud cow, and disappeared directly without a trace.

More than a hundred punches were blown out in a row, and the punches became stronger. The invisible punches formed a series of fist intentions that seemed invincible, but in the blink of an eye, disappeared without a trace in the depths of the sea of ​​blood.

It seems that no power can be blessed on the sea of ​​blood, and all power will be directly swallowed by the sea of ​​blood invisibly.

"What exactly is this?" Zhuo Junlin's face changed rapidly.

Zhuo Junlin had traveled with Qingyin Immortal Official for two years, and his experience was no less than that of ordinary children of aristocratic families. However, the current situation of blood sea is not only unseen, but also unseen.

Even Zhuo Junlin could feel that after the invisible fist force burst into the sea of ​​blood, the sea of ​​blood seemed to have a sense of excitement. It seemed that in the boundless sea of ​​blood, they had their own consciousness, and their fist spirit that was enough to rush over the sea just put the sea of ​​blood in a surging tide,,,,,

"I really don't believe it anymore. Is this mere sea of ​​blood still so much?"

Zhuo Junlin was ruthless in his heart, summoned the Chaos Sword from the sea of ​​consciousness, and suddenly stabbed directly into the sea of ​​blood. The smell of fishy smell suddenly suffocated. The place where the sword body and the sea of ​​blood merged, a large hole as fine as a bucket was formed. On the body of the Chaos Sword, the emerald green sword body seemed to have suffered great grievances, and disappeared in a flash. No matter how Zhuo Junlin summoned, the Chaos Sword seemed to return to silence, and there was no reaction at all,,,,,,

"I'll go." Zhuo Junlin couldn't help but be stunned.

Since I first met the Chaos Sword, this has never happened to the Chaos Sword.

When the Chaos Sword came out, there was never a situation where he returned without success.

Even if he fought with Luo Yin during the Shenwu Alliance that day, the Chaos Sword could force him to death against the extremely strange Red Lotus Karma Fire and avoid all evil.

Could it be that the strangeness of this sea of ​​blood is even better than the fire of the Red Lotus Karma, which makes the Chaos Sword dare not be a head-on enemy?

Seeing that the Chaos Sword was useless, Zhuo Junlin took out the gourd and suddenly smashed it towards the sea of ​​blood.

'puff'.

The gourd smashed into the sea of ​​blood, splashing waves of blood.

However, after just a splash of blood, everything returned to peace.

"What the hell is this?"

Zhuo Junlin's face became increasingly ugly, and his eyes were full of surprise.

The ever-increasing artifact of the slap is completely ineffective at this time. Even the most powerful man like the Moon Emperor was once knocked down by himself. Other ordinary strong men, whether it is Ying Wuwei, Wunun, or Wei Tiange, have never disappointed him as long as this gourd takes action.

I have the gourd in my hand.

The battle record of this gourd was truly refuted by Emperor Yue and scared away the God of Heaven. Even Zhuo Junlin was very confident that even the most powerful man in the battlefield of gods and demons, even if he was killed by his own gourd, he would be severely injured.,,,,,,

However, at this time, he was completely useless, which made Zhuo Junlin's heart sank.
Chapter completed!