In the blood pool, Yin Feng floated and fell, the viscous blood essence closed his facial features, and the terrible pain was stuffed in his body and could not be vented through shouting, and even the unbearable feeling of suffocation was drowned out by this terrible pain.

The body has already fallen into a drowsy, but the consciousness is extremely awake, as if it is a nightmare, desperately trying to wake up, but unable to swing the body.

At this moment, Yin Feng only had one feeling, that was pain, a heart-rending pain, that feeling seemed to be lying in a colony of carnivorous ants for a while, lying in the coals for a while, sleeping in an ice prison for a while, and a thousand knives for a while.

On the edge of the blood pool, 'Zhao Er' looked crazy, and in the dark he had a feeling that he would definitely succeed this time.

In fact, this Zhao Er is just as Yin Feng guessed, his body has already been taken away, the real soul is the blood refining ancestor, and the circular blood pool is also transformed by the blood tripod of an ancient magic weapon with boundless power, and the liquid flooded with red light in the pool is the crystallization of all the achievements of the blood refining ancestor at the peak moment, which is formed by the fusion of the essence blood of several ancient fierce beasts with thousands of souls.

For this reason, he was chased and killed by the Orthodox Sect Ancestor for tens of thousands of miles, and finally his body was destroyed, and a trace of his divine soul escaped into the void because he hid in the blood tripod in time, so he could escape death. For thousands of years, this trace of spirit was muddy, and it was not until a few years ago that he regained his consciousness and regained his memories of his life.

Coincidentally, the place where this blood tripod fell thousands of years ago is now the outer gate spirit mining area of the Taiqing Red Sword Sect.

By the blood pool, the empty eyes of the Blood Refining Ancestor stared motionlessly at a raised bloodstone by the blood pool, and the red light of the bloodstone was extraordinary.

A strange light of the word "體" on the bloodstone flowed, as if it was about to come to life, and a touch of black slowly flowed and spread from the corner of the word "體" between the flow of light, covering almost two-sevenths of the area of the font.

"It's been two days...... It's been two days! There are still five days to complete, this kid's body is really different, the ancestor guessed well, don't die! Don't die! What if there is no spiritual spring, the ancestor's blood pool can be reversed, and the creation will be restored! The body will be reshaped, the spiritual spring will be reborn, and with this body, the ancestor will definitely avenge the thousand-year-old revenge. ”

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In the Outer Gate Spirit Mining Area, the inexplicable disappearance of Yin Feng and Zhao Er made the slaves in the Seventh Mine Cave tremble, which made the already extremely oppressive atmosphere even more frightened.

The little fat man cried even more, called a pear blossom with rain, because he was captured together and became a slave in a place, so Sun Ren had a close heart to Yin Feng from the beginning, and Yin Feng's many later cares made Sun Ren grateful, and he really regarded Yin Feng as a brother.

"Brother Feng, why did you disappear inexplicably! Woo woo......!"

Sun Ren's howling and crying made Zhang Dashan on the side a little unbearable, he was also grateful to Yin Feng, it can be said that the other slaves in the seventh mine cave are grateful to Yin Feng.

Gently moving his body, Zhang Dashan moved to Sun Ren's side, and said with relief: "The matter has come to this, Brother Sun must not be sad, fortunately, the scourge of Zhao Er is gone, and the bad thing should not find us again!"

"No way! Brother Feng will be fine!"

Wiping a handful of tears, Sun Ren tried his best to justify.

"This ...... It's been two days, I'm afraid it's already ......!" Perhaps for fear of arousing Sun Ren's grief again, Zhang Dashan wanted to speak and stopped.

The disappearance of the two slaves did not cause the slightest fluctuation to those outer disciples, and Shi Tong did not pay any attention to the situation after learning about it, in his opinion, this so-called hoodoo was the nonsense of this group of slaves.

In Shi Tong's eyes, this is the outer gate of the Taiqing Red Sword Sect, one of the three gates on the righteous path, how can there be an evil thing that does not open his eyes to run here to hang out, these slaves who disappeared inexplicably are inseparable from ten in Shi Tong's eyes because of the conflict, so they were destroyed by other slaves.

Time passed quickly, and in a blink of an eye, it was the sixth day of Yin Feng's disappearance.

By the blood pool, the Blood Refining Ancestor froze there motionlessly, and his empty eyes never left the bloodstone.

At this moment, the bloodstone is bright and red, and the degree of demonic is even more than before, and the "body" on it has been soaked in black six-sevenths, and it is only a little bit possible to turn into a black "body" character.

There was a black light flickering in the middle of the originally red bloodstone, and the whole was very incongruous and full of weirdness.

However, in the eyes of the Blood Refining Ancestor, it was the most beautiful existence in the world, and the waiting was tormenting, especially the moment of extreme longing, and in the eyes of the Blood Refining Ancestor, it seemed to be longer than the thousand years.

In the pool of blood, a figure appeared and disappeared from time to time, at this moment, Yin Feng's appearance was still delicate and unchanged, and his body had already undergone earth-shaking changes, how could he be thin and weak before the slightest point, the bulging chest muscles were well-proportioned, the waist plate was sonorous and powerful, and the black hair had grown to the vest, and even the height had risen a lot.

The blood snake made of blood essence is still shuttling in Yin Feng's seven orifices, and each shuttle will integrate the incomparably rich essence in the blood pool into Yin Feng's body, you must know that this is the essence blood of several ancient fierce beasts, among which the essence is amazing, and there is divine energy and restraint.

Although a thousand years have passed, the essence in the blood pool has also overflowed to the extreme, but the divinity in it still cannot be underestimated, and the extraordinaryness of the blood pool can also be seen from the previous slaves who died violently in the blood pool.

Persisting to this point is enough to show that Yin Feng's physique is weird and quite extraordinary. From this point of view, it is not fiction that Yin Feng's parents said that he was not biological but picked up from the Meiyuan River.

Unlike the red light of the blood stone, the Shenxi in the blood pool was weakened to the extreme, as if it would dissipate at any time, but Yin Feng's heart-rending pain did not weaken because of this, but continued to increase the closer to the final moment.

With the continuous integration of blood essence, the reshaping of Yin Feng's physique is also coming to an end, and the majestic essence in his body seems to be looking for a breakthrough point, and begins to hover towards Yin Feng's navel, and every time the essence circles, there is a trace of spiritual energy, as if a divine spring spouts light.

Lingquan regeneration, this is against the sky to change life, from ancient times to the present, how many people dare to try, and how many people succeed?

The pain was many times stronger than when he reshaped his body before, and Yin Feng's somewhat shaky soul, which had been torn apart by endless pain, collapsed at this moment.

The original black glittering word "體" on the red bloodstone suddenly became dull at this moment.

"Dead? impossible! impossible!"

At this moment, the face of the Blood Refining Ancestor became extremely distorted, his expression was crazy and terrifying, and his right hand slammed towards the top of his head, and he wanted to pull out his soul hard.

The Blood Refining Ancestor must enter the Mud Pill Palace in Yin Feng's Sea of Consciousness to seize his body before it completely collapses, otherwise once the Mud Pill Palace collapses, even if the Blood Refining Ancestor's soul enters it, there will be no place to stand, and everything will be finished.

However, at this critical moment, a mutation protruded, and the entire cave suddenly shook violently, and the rubble collapsed and dust rose everywhere.

"Evil! How daring! Dare to hide in the cliff and waterfall, don't come out quickly and ambush him!"

A magnificent trill roared through the cavern.

Outside the cliff waterfall, two old men and a cold young man, the three of them stood in the air.

"Elder Wu, was my tone old and domineering just now, haha!"

The three of them were Elder Wu and Elder Zhou of the Outer Gate, and the cold young man was Ye Yu, a disciple of the Inner Peak.

"Damn! It's the two old bastards at the outer gate!"

Retracting his right hand, the teeth of the Blood Refining Ancestor rubbed together, and hatred surged, although Yin Feng's body was important, his own life was even more important at this time, and at this moment, there was a delay, and Yin Feng was afraid that the Mud Pill Palace in the sea of knowledge would have already collapsed!

With a move in his right hand, the red light shone, and the Blood Refining Ancestor planned to withdraw the blood pool, enter the void with the help of the Blood Ding, and escape from the other side, but what made the Blood Refining Ancestor angry was that the blood refining ancestor waved several times, and the blood pool did not move!

The opportunity for danger was extremely strong, and the Blood Refining Ancestor could sense that there was a terrifying artifact outside that locked onto him.

Gritting his teeth, the Blood Refining Ancestor didn't dare to delay for a moment, and turned into a phantom and shot out of the cave!