The guy's eyes were closed, like a corpse that had long since lost all its life, and his body had turned pale from the long-term immersion in the sea of blood, as if all the blood in the ocean was flowing from his body.

The sky is gray, in such a world, no one has any possibility of life, only in the oppressive air there is a faint thunder constantly ringing, like a dragon hidden in the sea of fog quietly watching the world of blood under his feet.

"Whew~"

Just after that strange scene lasted for a long time, suddenly on this day, a hurricane blew on the sea of blood, or a terrible bloody wind, which made the originally calm sea of blood begin to flow slowly, and there were also waves on it.

When the sea of blood changed, the sound of thunder in the air became more and more intense, and several rays of light shot out from the gray clouds in the sky, and then stabbed towards the figure floating quietly above the sea of blood.

It was like a thunderbolt descending into the world, more like a few sword rays, and like a silver snake and dragon falling from the sky, but when the terrifying thunder power would fall on that figure, the sea of blood that suddenly carried that figure suddenly began to boil.

Finally, blood gushed out, forming a semi-circular blood curtain around the figure, completely enveloping the figure inside, and at the same time forcibly blocking the light from the outside!

But the incomparable fierceness carried by that light, when blocked by the blood curtain, they seemed to be transformed into tangible silver threads, gradually compatible with the blood on the blood curtain, and spread out in all directions.

In the end, those rays of light turned into chains that emitted silver glow, and slammed into the blood curtain, locking it on the sea of blood!

And in the sea of blood, the figure floating on the blood water maintained its original posture and remained unchanged, but when the sea surface under his body began to boil, the body also began to break away from the immersion of the sea of blood.

So the guy gradually left the scarlet sea, but his robe was not stained with blood, not even a trace of scarlet, and it was so strange that it was like a sea of blood without staining!

Although the creature that had risen from the sea of blood was pale and did not have a trace of blood, seven black moles could be seen on the soles of his feet.

Its shape is like a star, like the Beidou!

"Weng Hum ......"

When his body was completely out of the sea of blood, the muffled thunder above the canopy above his head became more and more violent.

At this moment, the eyes of the terrifying figure finally slowly opened a gap......

Its hair is as black as ink, its skin is as pale as snow, and its eyes are seven stars together!

Such a peerless demon has once again awakened from its silence!

At the same time, outside the Tianmu Ding, Master Wunian slowly opened his eyes, and when he looked at the inscription on the Tianmu Ding again, his eyes gradually revealed a trace of profundity that no one else had.

It seemed that his gaze had already passed through the body of Mu Ding that day, through the clouds and mist shrouded in that strange space, and the huge blood curtain under the cover of the clouds, and saw clearly the strange figure wrapped in the blood curtain!

But the strange thing was that when the pair of seven-star pupils in the blood curtain reappeared, even the deep pupils of Master Wunian appeared for a moment of confusion.

Although he recovered quickly, as a Guru Dao Master, what he felt in that moment of distraction could also make him unforgettable, only to see his gaze finally fall on the Tianmu Ding again, watching the stars swimming in the Ding's body begin to become more and more indifferent.

Finally, Master Wu Nian finally turned around and raised his hands to everyone behind him, and then bowed deeply!

At that moment, everyone's eyes converged on Wu Nian's body, and for some reason, even among them, who were teachers, began to have a trace of hidden movement in their hearts.

No matter how profound the cultivation of the many cultivators present was, and how firm their Dao hearts were, at that moment, they all lost their minds a little.

But except for one person, it was Mu Ziliang, because his eyes never opened, but on that forehead, there was a little bead of sweat slipping down!

"Hum~"

Suddenly, when everyone lost their minds, a low tremor sounded from the Tianmu Ding again, and an invisible wave suddenly spread out in all directions with the Tianmu Ding as the center.

Almost at the same time, the cultivators of those masters from the Eight Directions of the Heavenly Dao Sect split up, their hands were either sealed or pinched, and bursts of magic fluctuations rose around them, and everyone began to try their best to suppress the fluctuations from Tianmu Ding's body, or seal them in it!

And in the Tianmu Ding, the calm above the sea of blood has long been gone, and those scarlet blood waters have surged up monstrous waves, and in the sky above the sea of blood, the sound of thunder continues, and the light of lightning continues to flash, as if a dragon hidden in the dark sky is constantly stirring the wind and clouds.

Everything was like an apocalyptic scene, but at the center of it all was a huge blood ball above the sea of blood, under the dark sky.

In the blood ball, the eyes of the figure have been completely opened, and in those eyes, the seven stars have reappeared, but when the eyes of the seven stars come to the world again, there is a trace of confusion!

In that strange state, suddenly his fingers moved, just for a moment, and all the earth-shaking restlessness around him suddenly seemed to freeze for a short time, and it seemed that he was the only one left in the whole world.

In the end, I only heard an uproar, and the blood ball that was constantly expanding outward under the thunder lock finally reached a peak, and then burst away without warning, falling back into the sea of blood!

From then on, the demon shadow reappeared, and he looked up at the sky, but a cyan wooden sword was reflected in the confused seven-star demon pupils.

This sword, combined with the strange space he was in, was the key to sealing him.

But although the demon shadow had now awakened, it seemed that he was still carrying countless shackles on his body, firmly locking him here, but he did not have any restlessness, nor any anger, but slowly opened his hands.

Then, above the sea of blood, his robe swelled, and his black hair flew.

"Woo woo woo ......"

When he opened his hands, in the sea of blood, there were suddenly countless treacherous howls one after another, and the sea of blood became restless again, only to see that above the scarlet sea, white bone claws began to stretch out from the scarlet blood water, and ghosts also crawled out from under the sea of blood.

The sea of blood is boundless, and the ghosts are endless!