In the past, his strength was insufficient, and it was very difficult to pull the Houyi Divine Bow, but since the level of the Pangu Holy Body was getting higher and higher, it was getting easier and easier for Zhuo Wen to pull the Houyi Divine Bow.

Now, in the blink of an eye, he was able to pull the bowstring of the Hou Yi Divine Bow to the tightest state.

Sou!

The speed of the blood river was very fast, and the moment Zhuo Wen pulled the bowstring to the full moon, it arrived in front of Zhuo Wen.

The blood river is huge, like an ancient huge blood python, and under the blood river, Zhuo Wen is as small as an ant.

But Zhuo Wen's expression was calm and terrifying, he easily opened his fingers and looked, and with a whoosh of Hou Yi's arrow, it turned into a flash of blood and swept out, with an infinitely terrifying killing intent.

Bang!

Hou Yi's divine arrow was too terrifying, and the moment it entered the blood river, the blood river was immediately blasted out of countless blood water.

The entire river of blood began to tremble violently, splattering scattered droplets of blood, which fell to the ground and formed a misty rain of blood.

Wherever the Houyi Divine Arrow passed, the blood rivers collapsed one after another, 9o

The deeper the arrow went, the more powerful the river of blood collapsed.

In a few moments, the arrow reached the end of the river of blood.

At this moment, the entire river of blood collapsed and exploded into countless blood-colored raindrops, which fell from mid-air.

One Kill's face changed drastically, he didn't expect his strongest blow to be broken so easily.

But the speed of the divine arrow was too fast, and he couldn't allow him too much shock, so he immediately flew back, wanting to dodge the Houyi divine arrow.

But Yi Ji soon found that it was completely futile for him to keep retreating, because the killing intent burst out of Hou Yi's divine arrow was too terrifying, and it completely locked him in.

No matter how much he dodged, how many angles he changed in mid-air, in the end everything was in vain, and he had been locked by Hou Yi's divine arrow.

The only thing he could do now was to do everything in his power to block this magic arrow.

Thinking of this, a trace of ruthlessness appeared in Yi Kill's eyes, and he retreated while constantly accumulating energy, converging in front of him into one thick blood-colored shield after another like blood coagulated.

As the energy in the body continued to flow into the blood-colored shield, the blood on the surface of the shield became more and more vivid and viscous.

Zhuo Wen stood quietly in the distance, and when he saw the act of killing, the corners of his mouth were full of sneers.

For him, killing is simply an act of looking for death.

Hou Yi Divine Arrow, excited to the strongest state, is enough to kill any monk below the Lord of Heaven with one arrow, even if the strength of this kill is extraordinary, but in front of the Hou Yi Divine Arrow, which is already in the strongest state, it is still a mantis arm.

Bang!

After preparing what he considered to be the most powerful defense, Hou Yi's divine arrow finally landed on the blood-colored shield with an angry dragon-like whistling sound.

"Be sure to block it!"

This is the idea of a moment in the moment when the arrow lands on the shield.

But soon, his heart cooled, and the blood-colored shield he had carefully arranged was like paper paste in front of the divine arrow, and it was shattered in an instant.

And the magic arrow kept enlarging in front of his eyes.

When the arrow was put to the maximum, a sharp pain came from his eyebrows, and then his eyes went black, and he completely lost consciousness.

Poof!

Looking at the corpse that was pierced by Hou Yi's arrow and fell to the ground, Zhuo Wen's eyes were cold and without the slightest emotion.

There were few Blood Hell Killers around, and their movements froze.

The Lord of the Blood Prison, one of the seven killings of the Blood Prison, the undefeated existence in their hearts, is now dead in front of them, and he was killed by his own hands.

The remaining Blood Prison Killers no longer attacked Zhuo Wen, but began to flee in a hurry, and there was no longer the slightest intention to fight in their hearts.

Zhuo Wen didn't pay attention to the escaped Blood Prison Killers, but looked at the Blood Without a Trace not far away, who was also about to escape.

Blood Wuxian also noticed that Zhuo Wen looked over, trembled, and knelt on the ground very simply, and said to Zhuo Wen: "Lord Zhuo, this assassination has nothing to do with me!

Zhuo Wen was indifferent, looking at the blood without a trace kneeling in front of him, but he felt some emotion in his heart.

When he first saw Blood Without a Trace in the Eight Heavenly Domains, this Blood Without a Trace was a strong person in the second step of the Dao, and he was definitely the strongest in the Eight Heavenly Domains, crushing the existence of all the Heavenly Domain Lords.

At that time, Zhuo Wen didn't even have the realm of enlightenment, so he could only look up to the original blood without a trace, and even if the blood without a trace pitted him, he didn't dare to say a word, for fear that he would be destroyed by the blood without a trace to find an excuse.

And now it's feng shui in turn.

There was no trace of blood that made him look up back then, but now he knelt in front of him, wagging his tail and begging for mercy.

"I haven't settled the debt of the Eight Heavenly Domains with you yet, and last time you came to intercept me with three killings! Do you think I'll let you go so easily?" Zhuo Wen said expressionlessly.

Blood Without a Trace burst into his heart, and hurriedly threw himself to the ground, saying: "Lord Zhuo, the villain has a secret that he is willing to share with you, and I just ask the adult to spare the villain's life." ”

"Tell me, if this secret is valuable, then it can be exchanged for your life!" Zhuo Wenmo said, holding his finger.

Blood Without a Trace bowed again, and hurriedly said: "Over the years, the Blood Prison Killer has killed countless people, and at the same time, he has also obtained countless treasures! In this metaverse, the original rules of the Heavenly Dao are not perfect, but the Blood Prison can continue to cultivate powerful Blood Prison Killers, and the Seven Kills of the Blood Prison are all very good, hasn't Lord Zhuo ever doubted it?"

Zhuo Wen's eyes narrowed, what Blood Without a Trace said, Zhuo Wen did doubt it, but he didn't think about it.

Now that the blood is traceless, it takes the initiative to bring it up, which makes Zhuo Wen can't help but start thinking.

"It seems that the secret you mentioned should be related to this phenomenon!" Zhuo Wen said.

"Yes, the reason why Blood Hell was able to drift in the dimensional space, and still be able to cultivate normally in it, was mainly because of a stone. ”

Blood Without a Trace smiled flatteringly, and continued, "That stone is hidden in a secret room at the bottom of the Blood Prison, if Lord Zhuo is interested, I can take you to see it!"

Zhuo Wen still rubbed his fingers, but did not agree immediately.

The long silence made Blood Traceless a little uneasy, and he could only smile reluctantly.

"Take me to see it!" Zhuo Wen said in a flat voice.

"Okay, Lord Zhuo, you can just follow me!"

Seeing Zhuo Wen agree, Blood Without a Trace was overjoyed, and then guided Zhuo Wen to go deeper into the Blood Prison.

This is a rather simple secret room, this secret room is very closed, the surrounding area is very damp, on the surface of the surrounding rock wall of the secret room, water can often be secreted, dripping on the ground, making a crisp sound.

Zhuo Wen and Blood Without a Trace stood at the entrance of the secret room, looking at the center of the secret room.

I saw that in the center of the secret room, there was a simple stone table.

On the stone table, there is a swarthy stone, the size of a palm, with a smooth surface like a mirror.