Chapter 322

Through the beginning of the capture of three elders Yuanying, Zhao Jiuge and other four people have a certain understanding of the following situation and personnel distribution.

But when the four came to the stone chamber below and found no one, they couldn't help but have some situations. At this time, they all set their eyes on the stone door behind the stone chamber. Because there is a strong spiritual power wave behind it.

Zhao Jiuge walked in front of them, holding the flying sword in his right hand and pointing to the stone gate step by step.

When the four were leaning against the stone gate, although they were separated by a stone gate, they could clearly smell the bloody smell in their nostrils, which was the same as that of the blood evil Pavilion people.

"Creak..."

Zhao Jiuge pupil shrinks, with a face of nervous alert, opened the stone door, immediately issued a heavy voice.

In the blood pool, there are five people in the blood pool. Of course, one of them didn't have to think about it and knew it was the elder of xuesha Pavilion. Three men and one woman in the other four corners must be the other four elders.

Every step forward, the smell of blood in the air makes their brows more wrinkled.

When they came to the edge of the blood pool, they could see everything more clearly. Although the blood in the blood pool is still rolling, it is clear to the bottom.

And the altar where the five people sit is even more bright, wrapping up the five people, especially the deep and thick breath of Wang Changrui, the Lord of the blood evil Pavilion, makes Zhao Jiuge feel a little depressed and flustered.

The breath of Wang Changrui's whole body has obviously surpassed that of song Rujing, but he has not broken through to the realm of transforming gods.

Wang Changrui's body has a group of bright light, the far bright light outside toward the inside, from deep to light, showing red. At the moment, with the passage of spiritual power in the blood pool, the bright light is also flickering, and constantly moving gently, like a fetus breathing.

And Wang Changrui's dangerous smell is revealed by this almost transparent and bloody thing.

Song Rujing and song Yuansheng are shocked to see the slowly creeping transparent light, and their faces are dull.

"It's a yuan fetus." Even Lin Prajna's expression was a little surprised, and his eyes were shocked.

Yuan Tai, Zhao Jiuge is not unheard of, but he has never seen it. When he hears Lin Prajna's cry at the moment, Zhao Jiuge takes this thing seriously.

When you enter Xuantian Jianmen, you already know that when you want to break through to the realm of transforming gods, you have to make your own Yuanying into Yuanshen. Yuanshen is the symbol of huashenjing. Then the yuan embryo will naturally be formed before it becomes the yuan God. It can be said that today's Wang Changrui is not far away from successfully breaking through the realm of Yuan Shen.

With the arrival of the four, the five people sitting on the altar of the blood pool were naturally found, but the four elders, three men and one woman, were unable to move at all. Their spiritual power was constantly and rapidly pouring into the middle of Wang changruina with the help of the altar.

Wang Changrui felt the arrival of several people. He had opened his eyes and his whole body momentum made Zhao Jiuge and other people gasp. At this time, the blood in the blood pool was about to reach the bottom, and he almost succeeded!

"Let's go. If we don't, we'll all die as soon as he enters the realm of transformation." For the first time, song Yuansheng, who had always been calm, got up in such a hurry and called out loudly.

But when song Yuansheng was shouting, Wang Changrui, the head of the blood evil garret, had already made an amazing move! His face was solemn, his eyes revealed indifference, and his hands were shaking and pinching quickly. With his movements, the five sacrificial platforms had also undergone a startling change. The faint halo on the surface of the sacrificial altar had become more and more intense, and the carved spiritual patterns on the surface were gradually deepened.

Around the corner of the stone platform surface lines also become lifelike up, blood color thick light gives people a kind of feeling ready to come out. Then four corners of the spiritual power crazy toward the middle of the altar influx. Even the shallow blood in the blood pool began to boil and roll, just like the hot water boiling.

At this time, the four elders of xuesha Pavilion cried out, their faces appeared painful expression, trying to struggle, but they were tightly wrapped by the blood light from the altar under their legs. The breath of Yuanying realm cultivation of the three elders, one female and three elders, is constantly weakened, and the spiritual power flies away from them. With the help of the altar, they also go to the one under Wang Changrui's legs.

These actions are finished in a flash! Wang Changrui is cruel and vicious. In order to break through the realm of transforming gods and accelerate the absorption of the last blood in the blood pool, Wang Changrui, regardless of the life or death of the four subordinates, directly controls the altar and absorbs the blood essence and spiritual power of the four elders with the help of secret arts!

Zhao Jiuge four people did not expect the situation will suddenly change into this, can not help but for one Leng, and this time the reaction came out of the time is already late!

In the blink of an eye, the blood in the blood pool has been absorbed, and the blood pool can clearly see that a layer of blood coffee has been formed at the bottom of the blood pool. The bodies of the four elders turned out to be a corpse with no blood and blood. There was only a layer of skin and bone left. The eyes of the four elders were deeply sunken, and a lot of them collapsed around the eye socket. In this way, four elders of Yuanying realm were killed by Wang Changrui with the help of blood sacrifice.After absorbing so much blood essence and spiritual power, Wang Changrui's group of Yuan fetuses turned from transparent state to light red at the edge, and the fetal movement had disappeared, which seemed to have been full.

Wang Changrui's strange smile made the whole person relax a lot. He vomited a mouthful of turbid gas as if relieved. With a gloomy smile, he looked at the four people on the edge of the opposite blood pool.

Now Yuantai has completely condensed into the yuan God. He has broken through to the realm of transforming the spirit. Although he has just broken through, his cultivation is still unstable and needs some meditation, but this does not prevent him from killing the four people in front of him.

All this was done between the electric light and flint. Zhao Jiuge and other four people were still dumbfounded. They had never seen this secret method, and did not expect that Wang Changrui's method was so vicious that he killed his own men! However, they didn't know that the Lord of xuesha Pavilion didn't care at all. Although he was the only one left in xuesha Pavilion, he had already broken through the realm of transforming gods, and nothing could be more important than his own strength. As for the men? When he goes back, he can bring in another batch at any time.

"What to do!" Feeling that Wang Changrui's breath has begun to change gradually, song Yuansheng, who has been young and mature, can't help but panic. No matter how advanced his cultivation is and how smooth he is in dealing with things, after all, he is only a 17-8-year-old boy. This is the first time that he has been involved in affairs. Facing Wang Changrui, who has already broken through the realm of transforming gods, he has broken through his cultivation There is no way.

"Let's run." Wang Rui's face has changed, and she has no sense of danger.

Lin Prajna was calm at the critical moment. After all, she was older than the three of them.

She stares at Wang Changrui, who is still sitting on the altar with her legs crossed, and says in a deep voice, "he has just broken through to the realm of transforming God. The realm is not stable, and it is not much better than us. We still have a chance to fight together. Zhao Jiuge is especially weak, if he can't escape one by one

Hearing Lin Prajna's words, the two brothers and sisters of the Song family also felt reasonable. Although they knew that there was danger, they did not retreat. It was because of how a sect tempered their disciples' temperament. For example, some disciples of small sects were afraid to run away when they saw this situation.

Only Zhao Jiuge's face was a little ugly, and he was silent. All the way, Zhao Jiuge had been worried about the three of them because of his poor cultivation. Now when he heard Lin Prajna mention this problem in person, he immediately felt his face burned and he felt a little uncomfortable. What's more, these words are from his admiration From the population. However, Zhao Jiuge just pursed his mouth, silent, and did not refute, after all, people said the truth.

Wang Changrui in the blood pool can't help laughing when he hears the conversation of several guys. Lin Prajna is right. He has just broken through the realm of stability, otherwise he would have killed the four in front of him at the first time.

However, he is not as bad as Lin Prajna said. After all, he has broken through the Huashen realm. Even the newly broken Huashen realm is not what they can deal with, let alone a spiritual elixir realm.

"Hehe hehe, you are so brave. I didn't ask you to settle accounts with you, but you still want to fight against the master first? Well, even if it is less unstable, I will kill you first. It is for the death of the disciples of my bloody evil cabinet master. " Wang Changrui grinned cruelly, and his expression was eerie. With a shake of his gray robe, the whole figure left the blood pool and appeared on the edge of the blood pool, opposing Zhao Jiuge and other four people.

"Do it! We'll use all the cards we have. If something goes wrong this time, we may all be here. " Lin Prajna drank all over, and the "fallen flowers" in his hand suddenly glowed.

Song Yuansheng nodded bitterly, holding the "divine heart" tightly in his right hand. Opening his mouth, some helplessly said, "yes, who could have thought that a good task would suddenly come out of a spirit transforming realm. Who can know that someone can just break through this gap, otherwise we won't be so unlucky."

"Since you can't change, don't complain. Otherwise, it's just a waste of saliva if you can't solve the problem any more. There must be a way to get to the front of the mountain. There is nothing that can't be solved. You can solve it directly! " Zhao Jiuge exudes a kind of awe inspiring momentum all over his body, and his eyebrows show his bad intentions.

"I'll go first!" After that, Zhao Jiuge drank in a deep voice, and his whole body was covered with glass and golden light, and the Sanskrit holy body was still so domineering! The whole body is as thick as the whole body.

"Hanming" was carried by him in the scabbard behind him. Instead of using it, he directly waved two golden palms to Wang Changrui, who was standing in the blood pool.

Looking at Zhao Jiuge's fierce back, song Yuansheng was stunned and said in surprise, "what's Jiuge? Don't you want to die?"

Song Rujing pouted his mouth and nose, and said, "how can I do that? I'm not beaten by someone, but I'm said to be a laggard and weak in cultivation. However, no matter what his accomplishments are, he is my friend song Rujing! As long as I'm alive, I won't let him down. "After saying that, song Rujing also took a look at Lin Prajna, which was meaningful.

In this regard, Lin Prajna did not show any look, nor did he make any explanation. Moreover, the willow eyebrows were a little colder, and the voice was even colder.

"Let's get down to it. Let's solve this problem first. We'll talk about it when we have something to do."

Hearing this, song Rujing looks at Lin Prajna with disgust. Song Rujing can't stand her indifference for a long time, so she doesn't pay any attention to Lin Prajna. She's still concerned about Zhao Jiuge. She's afraid that he's in danger. But song Rujing murmurs in a low voice as she turns around.

"What's the big deal? It's just that you've got a better figure, a little bit more buttocks and a bigger chest. The cultivation is not as high as that of my aunt. Thanks to Zhao Jiuge, that stinky boy still thinks about you

A word suddenly made Song Yuan blush. Lin Prajna took a deep breath and his chest rose and fell slightly. He thought that he had not heard song Rujing's murmur.

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