When the red in front of him became bigger and bigger, and finally even Mo Jiuxiao's pupils were dyed red, Mo Jiuxiao's footsteps finally stopped.

In the dark tunnels, he finally reached his destination. His eyes were fixed on the half-severed sword in the pool. In a trance, Mo Jiuxiao suddenly felt that this situation and this scene seemed familiar.

He's been to this place.

I don't know why, Mo Jiuxiao is so sure.

At Mo Jiuxiao's feet, there was a red river that was constantly tumbling like molten blood, and the red light reflected everything around him in a faint red. At the same time, the temperature here was unusually high, but Mo Jiuxiao did not feel the slightest discomfort, his gaze was on the half of the sword blade from beginning to end.

Half of the blade sank into the water, and the small blade was bound by countless thin and tough chains, which were also covered with dense charms.

Apparently it was all about suppressing the severed sword.

Mo Jiuxiao stood there steadily, but unfortunately he was far away from the blade, and there was a tumbling river in the middle, and there was no road.

At this time, the red slurry flow rolled again, and some small slurry streams hit the sword, making a crackling sound. This scene made Mo Jiuxiao's pupils shrink suddenly, and he was about to walk forward regardless of it, even if there was no stone slab in front of him that could be used for him to walk!

"Ding~!"

A metallic trembling sound sounded, and the sword embryo that was originally hidden in Mo Jiuxiao's body rushed out suddenly, directly cutting Mo Jiuxiao's fingers. The sudden pain made Mo Jiuxiao suddenly wake up, and his chaotic consciousness suddenly dissipated.

"Bang", a drop of blood silently fell into the red river and merged with it.

When the edge returned to Mo Jiuxiao's eyes, Uncle Mo lowered his head, slowly withdrew the foot that had already stepped out, and took a few steps back.

Mo Jiuxiao was rarely confused, and he also wanted to trick his fox's confused three times at the moment: Who am I, where am I, and what am I doing?

"Ding~"

The sword embryo made a few laps around Mo Jiuxiao, and finally found that this person was really fine, so he easily fell into Mo Jiuxiao's hand, reminding him to heal.

Mo Jiuxiao finally reacted, he came to find his fox. But how did he find this, where is this, his fox?

Before Mo Jiuxiao could think more, the magma that had been quiet suddenly tumbled, and the half of the sword blade was trembling. Mo Jiuxiao felt the shaking of the stones under his feet, and hurriedly retreated to a safe area, and then observed the source of the abnormal movement.

The half-truncated sword trembled more and more, and then a thin chain burst open as if it couldn't bear it. This break seemed to turn on some switch, and the other chains also broke one after another. The spells that had been clinging to the thin chains all fell lightly, and finally fell into the red river, ignited a small flame for a short time, and then turned to ashes.

With a soft sound of "ding-", all the thin chains were broken, and the half of the sword blade finally broke through the restraints and soared into the air. And the surging red slurry stream followed the big waves, rushing straight towards Mo Jiuxiao to engulf him.

At the same moment, an unusual aura suddenly erupted from inside the Red Flower Gate! With a heat wave, it rushed towards every demon cultivator.

Seeing this, the ancestor of the Void Gate, who was arguing with the master of the Red Flower Gate, rushed out violently, and the master of the Red Flower Gate didn't know what to think, and left together.

And An Baobao in the space suddenly opened his eyes: "Jiuqing!"

In an instant, Luo An'an's figure also disappeared into the space.