Shangyang Peak.

The man in brocade stood respectfully at the door.

Meng Du had already walked out, his gaze was slightly cold, swept over the brocade-clothed man, and said coldly: "Lu Ye, you are in such a hurry to wake me up, I hope ...... The ...... you brought to me That's good news!"

"I think this must be good news for adults!"

Lu Ye lowered his head and was respectful.

"Tell me about it. ”

"That Divine Blood Falls...... was found by Li Yuanchen!"

"Hmm, he found it?!"

Meng Du raised his eyebrows, his huge body was fluttering, and in just an instant, the person had already arrived outside the door. In the distance, between the clouds and mist, a huge red light penetrated the sea of clouds and projected into the air from below.

For a moment, his gaze became fiery.

It's the Divine Blood Falls!

The Divine Blood Waterfall that he has been asking for for for nearly thirty years!

In the next moment, his steps were long.

It's gone.

"Deacon Lu, according to our investigation in Shangyang Peak over the years, once the Divine Blood Waterfall is opened, there is only one person who can really enter it in the end. You seem to ...... did not tell Mr. Meng that Li Yuanchen was a saint. ”

Next to the door, in a shadow, a person lurked faintly.

It seems to be completely integrated with the shadows.

Just before, they had been staring at the Valley of Fire Rain.

"Really? I don't remember the news coming back. ”

Lu Ye seemed to be slightly stunned.

"Deacon Lu, isn't that okay?"

"Why, do you still think that over the years, there are still fewer people who have disappeared from Shangyang Peak for no reason?"

Lu Ye asked rhetorically, his eyes were cold, and he looked directly at the other party.

He was dressed in brocade clothes, and he was on the Yang Peak here, ranking as a deacon.

It can be said that under one person, above ten thousand.

The man was silent for a long time, and did not speak again.

After a long time, he said, "But it seems that he only stepped into the realm of the gods yesterday." ”

"It does ......"

Lu Ye paused, and was silent for a long time.

After a long time, he spoke again, and his gaze became sharp.

"But...... After all, he is a saint-robbing body with infinite possibilities!"

......

Chaoyang Peak.

In the distance, the red light rushed to the sky, straight to the sky.

All kinds of red light refracts the sea of clouds, like a sunset, magnificent, fantastic.

Countless people have rushed out.

Before I knew it, more and more people gathered around.

"Teach real people...... That seems to be legendary...... Divine Blood Falls?"

The Purple Moon Daoist has been standing on the side.

From the previous manifestation of the Void Candle Dragon, it was convenient for a group of people to watch from a distance.

For what happened in the Red Rain Valley, I wanted to go over and see it.

It's just that the real person in charge of Zi Yong was on the side and didn't speak.

A group of people did not dare to act rashly.

"Not bad!"

Zi Yong Zhenren's eyes narrowed slightly, "Back then, it was this Divine Blood Waterfall that made this aura of the Fire Rain Mountain Range, and the reason why the Changli Sword Sect was able to become a blessed land side by side with the Five Great Holy Lands was more or less because of this Divine Blood Waterfall. ”

"I've heard that practicing under this Divine Blood Waterfall is a long ...... a day."

"According to the records, I am afraid that it is true. ”

Zi Yong Zhenren nodded thoughtfully.

As soon as the words fell, behind a few people, countless disciples made all kinds of noise.

Eager.

"Legend has it that the Divine Blood Waterfall is endlessly mysterious, even if you don't go in, just stay outside and practice, it's a thousand miles a day! As for what's inside, even if it's the five holy places of the blessed land and the spirits, I'm afraid there is no record!"

"And ...... we?"

"After all, the Void Candle Dragon has been separated from the Sword Sect for thousands of years......

Zi Yong Zhenren's face was hesitant.

He just wanted to say something.

Suddenly, he looked back at the sky.

The clouds in the sky are cirruling.

Even though it is the peak of Chaoyang Peak, there are still white clouds flowing in the sky, as if there is no supreme heaven.

A ray of light followed the top of the clouds, and it had fallen.

Slightly oblique.

It's a sword light.

It is quiet and cold, exuding a compelling intimidation.

Sharp.

The sword light dispelled the clouds and mist, and faintly, a figure walked out.

"They...... Is it out too?"

Ziyue Zhenren also looked up, and there was gradually a touch of fear in his eyes.

It was the sword light of the Taixu Sword Realm!

It is the most mysterious place in the Changli Sword Sect!

Except for the previous masters, no one has ever known where the Taixu Sword Realm is, and no one has ever known what is inside. The only thing she knew was that for thousands of years, those old monsters who had cultivated to the unfathomable depths of the Sword Sect.

They all ended up going there.

Then, disappear into the world.

From then on, he will not ask about the world.

Now, after thousands of years of not being born, they are ...... It's out!

......

Under the Red Rain Peak.

The ground has become a sea of blood.

The tide is rolling, and the sea of blood is rising.

"Standing on this, you ...... Won't it go down at all?" Red Flame tried around her, if she guessed correctly, the real Dragon Pool was now under their feet, just stepping on it, and a group of people were helpless.

If you want to really enter the dragon pool, it is simply impossible!

At a glance, the sea of blood seems to be connected to the abyss of hell below.

Bottomless.

It's just that people stand on it, and they seem to be down-to-earth.

Even, the whole foot was immersed in the sea of blood, and those sea of blood seemed to be ethereal.

It's weird.

Maybe it's not a worldly thing at all.

"Senior sister, are we going to practice here?"

Zhou Tongyu walked along the sea of blood, walking around, she really wanted to stay.

Chi Yan stretched out his hand and pointed at Li Yuanchen on the side, with an expression of not asking me. Even if the Void Candle Dragon in the air didn't say it explicitly, she could still see that the reason why there was this Dragon Transformation Pool now was entirely because of Li Yuanchen!

This dragon pool is opened for Li Yuanchen alone!

There is no relationship with anyone else.

"Senior Brother Li, ...... we?"

Zhou Tongyu's voice was faintly weak, as if she was coquettish.

On the side, Zhou Huai had already sat down cross-legged and began to practice.

Li Yuanchen did not speak.

Just looking ahead from afar.

Just now, he felt a powerful aura fluctuation.

Across the void!

From the nearest Shangyang Peak nearby!

That aura was full of hostility, sharp and sharp, and there was a chilling murderous intent hidden in it.

He has cultivated to the level he is now.

Telepathy, with one mind.

Mysterious and mysterious.

This is the first time he has encountered this wonderful feeling.

I have to guard against it.

"You ...... I'll practice here first, and I'll go over and see ......."

Li Yuanchen waved his hand.

He just wanted to lean over and take a look.

As he spoke, there seemed to be a streamer in front of him, which had swept straight in.

Fast as ghostly lightning!

So fast!

Is this a supernatural ......?

His eyes lit up.

Obviously, the other party has cast a powerful magic spell!

Between steps, the mountains and rivers are thousands of miles!

Far away, there was already a voice.

"Li Yuanchen, I didn't expect you to be so lucky to find this legendary Divine Blood Waterfall for me!"

"It's Mengdu!"

Hearing the voice, Chi Yan's face gradually became more flustered, and he already recognized it.

Even if Li Yuanchen has almost half a foot to achieve the Tribulation Saint.

It's just that one's cultivation is really limited.

Even, just yesterday, he just stepped into the realm of the gods!

And Mendu!

Twenty-seven years ago, he had already survived the Heavenly Tribulation and Thunder Fire!

A full twenty-seven years of cultivation gap.

It's like a ravine!