The thick plasma pool water squeezed Yun Ziyuan, he only felt that his internal organs seemed to be squeezed out of shape, his eyes were even darker, and he fell into a chaotic flood of consciousness, his mouth and throat became sticky, blocked by the continuous influx of plasma, giving birth to a scorching air flow to wash back and forth in his body, making it feel like an electric shock, his hands and feet spasmed, and after a long time, he gradually slowed down with some exhaustion, and was swept away by the pool wave and sank to the bottom of the pool.

Yun Ziyuan was unwilling to accept the life essence of the blood pool, and had the heart to get out, and wanted to take the initiative to rise to the sky, but he didn't expect that the water power of the blood pool was too great, and it actually pressed him to the bottom of the pool.

"Let go!

Yun Ziyuan was full of sword energy, but he couldn't help the plasma pool water at all, and the pool water continued to seep into his body from Yun Ziyuan's eyes, ears, mouth, and nose.

At this moment, a sound that seemed to be nothing, like an illusion, came out from under the pool water leisurely, and floated into Yun Ziyuan's heart along the pool water that entered the body.

"You...... Willing...... Help us ...... Is it?"

"Who?!"

Suddenly hearing this voice that I don't know if it was a person or a ghost, Yun Ziyuan couldn't help but be stunned, struggling to look left and right, only to see that in the scarlet plasma, ghosts were vertical and horizontal, phantoms were longing, and occasionally a few students and monks who had entered the pool to practice were concentrating on resisting the ghost attack.

Unable to find the source of the sound, Yun Ziyuan closed his eyes and moved his heart to the Three Realms, wanting to reflect his heart with his heart and find out the possible creatures in the blood pool. But at the moment when Yun Ziyuan closed his eyes, all the Yaksha ghosts in the blood pool were as if they had discovered some rare treasure, and they were all attracted by Yun Ziyuan, and their eyes were red and rushed towards him.

And as all the Yaksha ghosts poured towards Yun Ziyuan, the monks who had been disturbed instantly calmed down, and they could practice with peace of mind, absorbing the life essence contained in this blood pool to their heart's content, although they didn't know what was going on.

These yaksha ghosts wanted to burrow into Yun Ziyuan's body, but Yun Ziyuan's eyebrows suddenly bloomed, and a god-like villain emerged from the center of his eyebrows, looking exactly the same as Yun Ziyuan's appearance, it was his consciousness body, his divine soul incarnation - Supreme Yuqing King!

I saw this Yuqing incarnation pointing to the sky and the ground with one hand, and shouted in his mouth: "Retreat!"

In an instant, countless Yaksha ghosts all screamed and involuntarily retreated. But at this moment, a somewhat strange undercurrent seeped into Yun Ziyuan's body, and that undercurrent was different from the scarlet thick plasma around him, which appeared a little clear, showing a holy white, like a dream, and was out of place in this pool of blood.

The darkness flowed into the body, and in an instant, Yun Ziyuan's heart suddenly beat rapidly, plopping and plopping...... As if he was beating a drum, there was an unusually majestic and domineering feeling, which was driving the innate true sword qi in his body to continue to circulate, constantly regenerate, and continue to skyrocket......

"Boom"!

The Shura Blood Pool seemed to be boiling, and the scarlet pool water rose up to the sky, rolling up to a height of ten zhang, like a monstrous wave, sweeping towards the Shura God in the air.

The god Shura flipped it over and pressed down the water of the cupola pool, and then muttered to himself: "It's coming, it's faster than I thought, much faster." ”

When the cupola pool water was pressed down by the Shura God General, the sword qi in Yun Ziyuan's whole body seemed to be so excited that the cupola pool water was rapidly enhanced, enhanced! It was actually in the lightning that the sword qi in Yun Ziyuan's body was increased to a limit that he absolutely could not bear!

Yun Ziyuan only felt a tightness in his chest, as if his whole body would explode anytime and anywhere, and he had to vent the power in his body to the fullest......

"Wow--"

Yun Ziyuan rose up to the sky, stepped on the void, and howled violently towards the sky......!

Wild Split!

"What!" The red-clothed servant was instantly shocked, and was shocked by Yun Ziyuan's untold number of times his strength in the blink of an eye. He didn't have time to dodge, so he had to step forward, his palms fluctuated the Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi, and in the blink of an eye, he laid layers of Yuan Qi nets in front of him, wanting to restrain Yun Ziyuan's Taiyi Tiandu Sword.

However, at this moment, the Taiyi Tiandu sword slashed and thundered, and with just one blow, it tore apart all his vitality nets, and he was instantly on his body.

At the critical moment, a small tortoise shell flew out of the arms of the red-clothed servant and blocked in front of Yun Ziyuan's sword.

Suddenly, only two loud noises were heard, the mountain shook, the falling rocks were shocking, and I saw the tortoise shell shatter in the blink of an eye, turning into powder and drifting away with the wind, and the red-clothed servant himself spit out a mouthful of blood mist, and his body flew backwards incessantly, instantly flying over a distance of thousands of zhang, smashing into the mountain wall, and there was no movement for a long time.

"Whew, Whew, Whew......"

Yun Ziyuan stood in place, panting heavily, and unexpectedly looked at the pool of blood behind him!

He could clearly feel that the invincible force that drove him came from the blood pool, which was caused by the inexplicable white undercurrent in the body, combined with the mysterious words he had heard before, Yun Ziyuan felt that there must be something and power in this blood pool that he did not understand, hidden in the deepest part of the blood pool......

"Shura Blood Pool, what ulterior secret do you have?!What unimaginable charm power do you have?!" Yun Ziyuan was shocked and thought at the same time, and walked towards the blood pool again. At this moment, this huge Shura blood pool, which had regained its calm, seemed to understand what Yun Ziyuan was thinking, and suddenly, the previous sound that seemed to be there and nothing, like illusory, came out from under the pool again, only this time, it no longer sounded directly in Yun Ziyuan's heart, but clearly sounded above this blood pool, and said incomparably strangely: "I...... Need you!"

Need me? Yun Ziyuan was stunned and puzzled, and shouted, "Do you need me? Why? What the hell are you......?" Who?"

The strange voice replied, "Because...... Only you...... My voice can be heard. ”

"I am ......"

"Night!"

"Fork!"

As soon as the word Yaksha came out, the Shura blood pool suddenly changed again!

I saw a stream of scarlet pool water slowly rising from the blood pool, gradually condensing into a humanoid object, Yun Ziyuan didn't have time to see the appearance of this blood-red humanoid, and saw the endless Yaksha ghosts in the pool instantly flew up from the blood pool and merged into this blood-red human form.

And with the integration of those Yaksha ghosts, the blood-red figure became more and more vivid and concrete, and facial features began to appear on the face, and the body became solid, as if it had become a real person.

Yun Ziyuan's scalp was numb, and he didn't know what was going on, but he didn't expect that the blood-red figure would suddenly make a move and stretch out his hand......

A bloodshot shot out from the fingers of the blood-red humanoid! What was even more shocking was that this bloodshot made of blood, which should have been as soft as nothing, was like an unstoppable steel wire, and quickly stabbed towards Yun Ziyuan's eyebrows outside the zhang.

Yun Ziyuan did not relax his vigilance in shock, the Taiyi Tiandu Sword was flying, and he wanted to intercept it, but suddenly, Yun Ziyuan's face changed. I saw that the Taiyi Tiandu Sword was accurately blocked in front of the bloodline, but the bloodshot actually directly penetrated the Taiyi Tiandu Sword, and it seemed that there was no entity, so it was not blocked.

In an instant, the bloodshot touched Yun Ziyuan's eyebrows, but the expected thing did not happen, I saw that the bloodshot was connected to Yun Ziyuan's eyebrows, which actually made Yun Ziyuan and the blood-red figure connect in series, and each other's hearts could be communicated directly.

As a result, Yun Ziyuan instantly knew the origin of this blood-red humanoid, the source of the mysterious power before, and what they wanted to do......

"Why me?" Yun Ziyuan just wanted to know.

"Because, only you can hear our voice, and only your body can carry our anger!"

"......" Yun Ziyuan knew that this was because of his Divine Nine Dao favors, as well as his innate physique.

"Would you like to help us?"

Yun Ziyuan didn't make a sound, didn't answer, but didn't hesitate to let go of his guard and open the door to him.

Yun Ziyuan is not a helpful person, let alone a chivalrous man with a righteous mind, at least since the day Yunmo Villa was destroyed, he is not such a person. But, now, at this moment, he wants to do this kind of thing once, maybe it will be the last time he does this kind of thing, he wants to fulfill the fantasy that every boy has, to be a real chivalrous warrior, even if it doesn't work out......

And this is only because he knows the origin of this blood-red human form, and also because they have a common object of revenge.

Shura Blood Pool, the Heavenly Gate Divine Lord invented this cultivation method extremely cruelly, slaughtering millions of ordinary people, not only to take their blood essence for cultivation, but also to take their resentful souls to refine their hearts, which is the most vicious. And this blood-red humanoid who calls himself Yaksha is a collection of resentful souls turned into nearly 10 million ordinary people who have been innocently slaughtered.

For so many years, these resentful souls have been tormented in this blood pool, and they have been suffering from the burning of this red lotus karmic fire all the time, just to squeeze their resentment in order to maintain the effectiveness of this blood pool for the cultivation of the students of the Shura Temple, nothing more.

And every time the blood pool is tested, every time a monk enters this blood pool, these resentful spirits will send them an invitation, but for so many years, only Yun Ziyuan can hear their voices, and can fully inherit their life essence, which is the holy white undercurrent before.

Therefore, they could only pin their hopes of revenge on Yun Ziyuan.

......

The bloodshot flashed with crystal blood, and the increasingly condensed blood-red human form became more and more like a real person, Yun Ziyuan opened his eyes and looked over, and found that the human form became more and more similar to himself, and finally became exactly the same.

Yun Ziyuan walked towards him, and "Yaksha-Yun Ziyuan" also walked over, and the two met in the middle, but the footsteps did not stop, and they collided straight up.

Suddenly, the sky was full of blood, and there were thousands of reflections.