At the end of the night, Ning Ye's figure appeared in the moonlight, and under the brightness, it set off an evil face.

This kind of evil charm is innate, naturally noble, and people can't help but be excited, this is the royal charm among the demons.

More low-level demons are more ordinary in appearance, and they are not as ugly as they imagined, but every royal family will definitely be synonymous with evil spirits, and there will definitely be nothing ugly.

"Uncle, where do you want to go?!"

But at this moment, a crisp voice sounded, breaking the calm under the night.

Ning Ye's eyes were dark and people couldn't see through any emotion, and he didn't seem to have any surprise at the appearance of this figure.

"Don't follow me, maybe you'll die on this trip!"

There was no trace of emotion in the voice from Ning Ye's mouth, if it was listened to by ordinary people, it would probably only be regarded as Ning Ye laughing.

At this time, a hint of caution flashed in Zi Ningbing's eyes, but after a while, Ning Ye was about to disappear from her gaze.

There are not many opportunities left for Zi Ningbing to choose at once, whether to continue to keep up with it, and finally stomped his feet and followed this figure.

Originally, after she followed the person in front of her to stay during the day, she was able to detect something wrong, and sure enough, she caught this person's feet.

It was just like a punch on cotton, and she didn't see any surprise from this figure, as if she had known that she was waiting for him here.

Of course, she was comforted by the fact that this one told him about the first game, which was a big gain.

.......

Ning Ye only walked to the periphery of the Blood Sword Pool in just a moment, where there was no longer the slightest moonlight, and it was completely shrouded in dense fog.

Of course, it is a little inaccurate to say that it is a dense fog, and it should be said that the blood fog is about the same, because even in the night, you can clearly see that the fog is red.

Without hesitation, Ning Ye stepped into the dense fog, this place may be taboo for many people, because these blood mist are very corrosive, even saints can't avoid it.

"The Blood Sword Pool under the dark night is no worse than any forbidden area!"

This is the consensus of countless people in the Northern Continent, there were many people who did not believe in evil and entered the Sword Learning Pool at night, and when they found it the next day, they died a hundred steps away from the Blood Sword Pool.

Among them, there are some strong people who once shook the Northern Continent, and it can be said that they are even more terrifying, which is also the reason why the Blood Sword Pool is so desolate at night.

In the outside world, there are also huge secrets that may be hidden in the blood sword pool under the night, but after all, after the first few beings who have entered the law, the rest will be settled.

"Uncle, don't go into the depths again, I think you're looking for death!"

A wheezing voice sounded, and Zi Ningbing shouted with a hint of anxiety on his face after looking at the figure that was about to submerge into the blood mist.

Maybe the source is the favor of the first side, she doesn't want to see this man with a certain level of strange face buried here.

She didn't expect to come to this place when she followed this man before, and she was also a little flustered in her heart for a while.

Let her watch a familiar stranger step by step towards death, even her eyes still can't get over the knot in her heart.

This voice made a glimmer of light flash in the depths of Ning Ye's eyes, if it was before the Great Era came, this voice should be regarded as sparse and ordinary.

However, in the current world, there are still people who care about the life and death of a stranger, which should be regarded as a rare thing.

"Kindness in this world is superfluous!"

Ning Ye's faint voice sounded at the end, leaving the girl with an elegant smile on his side, and then disappeared into the blood mist, like hell for others, but like a fish in water for him.

Zi Ningbing's eyes revealed a hint of complexity when she saw the last scene of this figure disappearing, and she didn't know what to smell in her heart.

"Leave him alone, what does his life or death have to do with me!"

After being silent for a while, Zi Ningbing's eyes returned to his previous agile voice, yes, there should be no such thing as kindness in this world.

What's more, this is a stranger who has not known each other for less than a day, and this time Zi Ningbing seems to have some ideas.

After all, no matter how talented she is, she is not a flower in a greenhouse, Zi Ningbing is a smart person, and she quickly regained her senses.

Although she didn't know why she cared so much about this man in her heart, now that it was all over, no one could survive the blood sword pool in the night.

......

Ning Ye on the other side didn't care about this matter, this kindness only made his eyes have a trace of nostalgia.

After entering the depths of the blood mist, Ning Ye began to contact the trace of connection in the ancient sword, but soon his face fell into a trace of strangeness.

Because the information that this ancient sword passed on to him was a little amazing, even if he had to say it in his heart, this should be regarded as heaven's will.

After the original ancient sword fell here, he naturally wanted to absorb blood and qi to recover himself, after all, he was not completely in the first place, and the collision with the imperial soldiers.

Naturally, there were a lot of injuries, but I didn't expect to be surprised, it turned out that there was an ancient tomb hidden under this hill.

There are countless pools of bones and blood, and it can be said that a tragic battle broke out here countless years ago.

Moreover, the blood here is the blood of the strong, even if it is countless years under special rules, it is very intact.

However, there is a strong crisis, and Gu Jian can only absorb the power in it little by little by relying on his instinct, and it took twenty years to have the current blood sword pool.

"The ancient tomb, can make the ancient sword feel the danger?!"

Ning Ye suddenly fell into deep thought, but there was a trace of thought in his eyes, could it be that there was once a supreme-level figure who fell here.

The Supreme Tomb, once born, will definitely attract the attention of countless living beings, and even the existence of some taboos is no exception.

"Perhaps, I can be a mastermind behind the scenes!"

A glimmer of light flashed in Ning Ye's eyes, and he thought silently, he was not interested in what inheritance or things were in the Supreme Tomb, but he was very interested in the blood pool.

Whether it was the ancient sword or his demon god body, he needed to improve his cultivation sharply, and after reaching the saint realm, it was too difficult to go further with the blood of ordinary beings.

And it is even more impossible for him to attack and kill these overlords of the world, and the fall of one is enough to attract the attention of all forces.