Icy chilling.

This was the only feeling that Moro could receive now, as if he was in an ice cellar, even his own body had been frozen for ten thousand years, and only his own soul could barely curl up and shiver in this biting cold.

Struggling, struggling. Moro tried to open his eyes, but his eyelids were weak enough to open them with the support of Moro's mind, and Moro's consciousness continued to drowsy.

In the silent abyss, there is a gray mist everywhere, in an unknown corner, a well and a stone tablet exist out of thin air in the void, the red veins on the stone tablet occasionally appear, but most of the time it is dim, and the appearance of the stone tablet remains unremarkable; there are two stone carved dragon shapes on the fence of the well, one of the slender eyes is strangely constantly opening and closing, sometimes revealing the pair of empty eyes, if someone can look through the moat and the outside sky, they will find that the blood-red funeral day in the sky outside changes with the opening and closing of the dragon-shaped eyes on the stone carving, the funeral day turns black when it is opened, and the funeral day is a round of blood red when it is closed, and it is between rotationsThe interval of time is correspondingly to one day and one night.

And inside the well, the crystal blue water surface of the well water is constantly bubbling cold, and the body of a young man in the water is sitting cross-legged in it, the young man's eyes are closed and he is in a coma, only his head is exposed to the water, and his body is in the well water; there seem to be wisps of blue mist in the crystal blue water that flow into his body with the young man's weak breathing, and even a pendant under his chest clothes also flashes like starlight.

And in this young man's body, where the power of the Tao gathers, a simple but vague strange symbol, like an indescribable imprint, is constantly beating like a heart, and most of the blue mist that has been sucked into his body is like a sea of rivers into this symbol imprint; if someone carefully observes this somewhat vague imprint, they will find that there are actually two imprints overlapping, but the one in front seems to be reborn and appears very vague, and the one that overlaps in the back seems to have existed for a long time, and the lines on it seem to have existed for a long time are very clear, but it seems to be mostly missing, so the size is less than one-fifth of the previous mark, and after the blue mist is sucked in, of course, most of it is sucked into the front mark, so that the blurred place of the mark continues to become solidified, only barely one-fifth of the fog is absorbed by the back mark, as if it is repairing the damage little by little.

The two marks seemed to have been overlapping back to back, but the broken mark behind it seemed to recover a little after inhaling the blue mist, and it floated away a little smarter, facing the vague mark in front of it, as if the two were looking at each other, and then the two marks quickly overlapped back to their original shape, and everything returned to calm.

No one cared about what happened in the moat, and in the blink of an eye, a peaceful month passed.

But for the outside world, this month's time is really a lot of torture for the creatures under this sky. Without him, the strange transformation between pitch black and blood red on the funeral day in the sky was really worrying, and the worries in my heart could easily collapse after being touched like this again after the Demon Blood Sacrifice and Heavenly Mourning.

Especially for the several huge forces in the Venerable Realm, these heavenly changes will cause these beasts that have no control to become crazy.

In the north of the fall, on the periphery of the Forbidden Land, on a vast blood-red earth plain, dense and boundless many dark red humanoid monster-like creatures of different shapes are running on this plain, it seems to be running down from the tall white snow peak in the north, the goal of this group of terrifying guys seems to be due south, the survival territory of the large and small forces of the Venerable Realm, but at the end of the blood-colored plain, a sky-shading light curtain with black veins forcibly blocked this group of humanoid monsters, and all existences close to the light curtain will be burned by a black flame released on the light curtainBut these dark red humanoid monsters actually all showed crazy bloodthirsty expressions, not afraid of life and death at all, and the impact of successive attacks blocked their light curtains, and a few hours passed, and these guys actually continued to impact the light curtain in this way of filling with life, and the light curtain was not without change under such a terrifying impact, and the black veins on the light curtain obviously faded a little!

And in the rear of this dark red humanoid monster army, not far from the foot of the tall white snow peak, a huge red clay giant city with a hideous appearance was actually established, and there were three strange symbols written on the city gate, and there were many equally hideous halls in this city, and in the middle of the tall throne, there was a tall, double-horned, bare-chested, The humanoid monster that looked obviously powerful sat on it, with strange red patterns on its exposed skin, and a pair of blood-red eyes that showed a kind of wisdom that was under control.

"Report to the Blood Emperor, under the blood sacrifice, the Great Formation of the Oblivion Seal left by the Demon Clan is expected to be broken within three days!" A humanoid monster outside the main hall that looked much smaller than the figure on the throne ran in and reported to the throne.

"Oh?" the Blood Emperor on the throne said in a lazy tone, "Didn't that guy say that you can break the Great Array in one day?"

"Qi Qi Blood Emperor, Lord Gray said that this is because something unexpected happened, a round of blood day in the sky for some reason, my blood clan is obviously no problem under the blood sun, but just now it seems to be night, the blood day turns black, and as long as my blood clan shines under this black sun, it seems that they have lost ninety percent of their strength, so the breaking of the ban array will be delayed for a lot of time. The humanoid monster below replied respectfully.

"Oh, interesting, interesting......" The Blood Emperor on the throne kept repeating this sentence, and then he actually laughed, and a blood-colored vortex visible to the naked eye spread around him, accompanied by an earth-shattering bloody momentum!

"Ninety thousand years have passed, and my blood clan has finally waited for the opportunity to break the forbidden array! Demon clan, the day of revenge has arrived! My blood Yan swears in the name of the Blood Emperor that I will slaughter all living beings in this world to shine on the infinite glory of my blood clan!"

……

Thousands of miles away from the black vein light curtain, that is, a peak thousands of miles away from the Great Forbidden Array of Yanyan, a silver-haired old woman looked at the fading black veins on the light curtain, her face changed drastically, and she was extremely pale, "Great calamity! Great calamity is coming to my Venerable Realm!"

"No, I can't hold the ban on one line, I must announce the power of the Six Ancient Potentials and the entire Venerable Realm to help!"

Then the old woman hurried away from the mountain, stepped on the dragon head cane in her hand, and flew away.

In the middle of the Venerable Realm Continent, not far from the territory of the Demon Clan, in a secluded small mountain village in the vast mist, in a wooden house behind the mountain village, an old man with white hair was meditating, and suddenly the power of the Dao on the old man's body became unstable, and a stream of blood spurted out of his mouth, and he opened his eyes, revealing a palpitating expression, panting, "The blood clan was born?"

"Grandpa Yang, what's wrong with you?" an innocent little girl walked in when she heard movement in the wooden house.

"Aya'er, grandpa is fine. The old man asked, touching Aya'er's head with a smile, but when Aya'er wasn't paying attention, the worry and fear on Yang's face was difficult to hide.