"You know it's to blame me, you didn't bring me here!" An Ji was unhappy, how could he blame him, it was obviously the Winged Skeleton himself who brought him here, and said that he ate hard, and that it was enough, but now not only could he not eat it, but they would be eaten by the devil's seaweed that they had used as food before. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Is there any way for you to escape?" The Winged Skull had been completely pulled into the bloody mud at this time, and An Ji still had half of his body on it, but he still heard the Winged Skull's voice, and his tone was very anxious.

"No, what do you say, I'm all hurt by you!" An Ji wouldn't say it even if he had, and he really couldn't think of any good way at this time.

"Then there's only one way!" Wingskull sighed, his tone heavy, "We struggle so hard that we can stop moving when we are pulled into the bottom of the blood mud pool, and lower the Devil Seaweed King's vigilance to make it think we're dead, and then find a chance to raid out!"

"Don't worry, I'll definitely outlive you!" An Ji said confidently, and then his last bare head in the bloody mud pool was also pulled down.

After being pulled into the bloody mud pool, the whole world fell into darkness, and only the sound of the devil seaweed walking through the mud and carrying him and the winged skeleton to the bottom of the bloody mud pool, the winged skeleton also stopped communicating after An Ji fell into the quagmire.

The environment was silent, and there was the sound of devil seaweed, and An Ji listened to his own wheezing, slowly adjusted, and made it look like he was about to die.

But the blood sludge pool is really too smelly, especially in this mud pool, it tastes as good as hundreds of years of aging, and it chokes An Ji with a cough several times.

An Ji's little face was red, even if you hold your breath, these filthy gases still penetrate into your body everywhere, especially the filthy gas in the mud, and the burning An Ji is hot, as if he has been skinned.

And the Winged Skull didn't make any messy sound from beginning to end, it was silent all the time, and An Ji would definitely think that he was dead if he hadn't known his character after this period of contact.

"No, if I'm like this, it will definitely be difficult to escape at that time!" An Ji also knew that the movements he made repeatedly were not as good as the winged skeleton's pretending to be dead, so he had to be serious, maintain the image that his life was gradually extinguished, and finally die.

In order to no longer endure the filthy breath in this bloody mud pool, An Ji directly escaped his whole body and mind into the black book to comprehend the inheritance of the Death Sword and Sword Servant clan.

And he still doesn't have a clue about the most important and basic soul song in the inheritance, which makes him very distressed.

So An Ji threw himself into the inheritance of the Death Sword Swordsman clan in the black book, and as for the physical body, he let the devil seaweed pull him into the depths of the bloody mud pool, and the two divine fires in his body were swaying, and every inch of muscle was locked with a chain of timbre to resist the erosion of the outside world.

At this time, a huge number of sea beasts had gathered densely at the boundary gate, and their strange figures were particularly abrupt in the red yellow water.

The sea beasts howled and looked at the boundary gate with the stone doorframe on the blackstone island, which had grown huge by this time, dozens of feet high.

A demon stepped into the air, he held a black iron war spear in his hand, a body of demonic armor was hideous and terrifying, his eyes were like torches, and everywhere he passed, the sea beasts all bowed their heads and whispered.

This demon didn't look at the impact of his arrival, his eyes only looked at the boundary gate that was dozens of feet high, and his gaze was fixed for a long time, and then he suddenly rushed in with a black iron war spear.

The darkness inside the boundary gate instantly engulfed the figure of this demon race, and the boundary gate did not ripple at all, and it was unremarkable.

But at this time, there were a large number of demons hiding in the void who were paying attention to the movements of the boundary gate, and their breath was all sixth-order true demons.

Their hearts were excited and apprehensive at this time, the demon who held the black iron war spear just now was also a sixth-order true demon like them, but he was a pathfinder, a pioneer in the blood sea realm, exploring the path gate to see if he could let a strong person above the sixth order enter.

Just as everyone was looking forward to it, a blood-stained black iron war spear rushed out from the realm gate, and it was the battle spear of the sixth-order true demon pioneer of the Blood Sea Realm!

Nearly all of them had a look of disappointment on their faces, but some of them remained unchanged with anticipation, perhaps the Pioneer had already arrived on the other side, or perhaps he had been counted to death on the other side.

After all, the human world is different from the past, and the rejection of the strong people of the sixth order and above is quite great, and it is naturally impossible for them to take such an adventure, maybe they will reach the opposite side with their last breath, but they are too weak, and a mortal without cultivation can kill him.

The blood-stained spear stopped in front of the gate, suspended in the void, trembling violently, emitting a black light, and it seemed that it still wanted to rush into the gate.

A series of muffled thuds rang out, and the previous pioneer slammed out of the gate, his body bursting with glow and blood dissipation.

Seeing the return of the blood-stained war spear, the blood-stained war spear hummed happily and approached the harbinger, but the pioneer was only left with the primordial spirit at this time, he glanced at the black iron war spear suspended in front of him nostalgically, and then tried to say a sentence, "The boundary gate is not ..."

He didn't seem to have finished speaking, but these four words seemed to be his limit, and his primordial spirit collapsed violently, as if it had never appeared.

The blood-stained black iron war spear roared sadly, the weapon had a spirit, and the fall of its master made it unbearable, and the black light on its body began to bloom, dazzling.

"Oh no, it's going to self-destruct!"

There were many sixth-order true demons hiding around, all to see if the realm gate would allow them to pass through now, and among them, there were many demons with good eyes, and they instantly sensed the intention of the black iron war spear.

Someone stretched out a big hand, wanting to stop the black iron war spear, and wanted to take the treasure of Xie Zhuang for himself, the master has passed away, how much resistance can the weapon have?

There are also people who take action to stop those greedy demons, after all, it is the weapon of the pioneer, the master has fallen for the blood sea realm, the weapon has a spirit, since it wants to accompany the master to disperse, how can it not be fulfilled!

However, it didn't seem to matter whether to stop it or not, and the black iron war spear stained with the blood of I don't know whose it was, was destroyed, and the war spear broke into two pieces and flew in different directions, and the machine spirit also dissipated between heaven and earth.

Some people coveted the spear with blood on it, but it was a little difficult to do it in this situation where no one moved, but some people dared to take the risk of making a big move.

A demon who didn't know where he came from, wearing a blood-colored robe, suddenly appeared on the way to the broken spear with blood, the blood-colored robe rolled towards the broken spear, and the broken spear was directly taken away, leaving only a bare-headed demon in place.