Qin Hao had just joined the Mercenary Alliance, and he hadn't shown his face in it yet.

Therefore, the group had never heard of Qin Hao's name.

Even if they knew, they wouldn't take Qin Hao in their eyes.

After all, the mercenaries who can come here are all the titles of the king of mercenaries, and they are at the same level as Ling Zhen, who accepted Qin Hao's entry.

It's just that they didn't form their own mercenary guilds, but served in the elite guilds of the alliance.

This guild is usually only ordered by the alliance leader.

Enjoy the best resources and take on the most difficult tasks.

They are elites, and like the ten trials of Jiangnan Academy, they are all the proud sons of heaven that their sect considers themselves.

After the teleportation circle under the dome was opened, the crowd passed through the circle and went out one by one.

As soon as I got outside, a smell of blood rushed to my face.

The world seems to be dyed red with blood, and as far as the eye can see, there is no life in the vast continent, only reddish-brown ground.

Qin Hao leaned down and grabbed a handful of soil, there was no aura in this soil, not even the soil of the earth.

However, there is a slight amount of oxygen in this space.

People are in it, and they don't feel suffocated.

All of them were monks, and their need for oxygen was not as strong as that of ordinary people.

If you have a spirit stone on your body, you can survive here.

Mu Xuan asked Qin Hao, "Master, what are you doing looking at the soil?" ”

Turtle Heart Technique patted the horse's ass and said, "Don't you understand?" The boss is remembering his ancestors and sighing about all beings! ”

Ma Jingdong smiled, "As far as you are smart, if your boss had such a brain, he would have become a poet a long time ago!" ”

Qin Hao said, "What's wrong with my brain, I'm about to write a poem!" ”

"Give you sunshine, and you will be brilliant?"

The horse jingled and hugged his belly.

Qin Hao really leaned his neck, and Shixing said, "Ah, soil, why are you so red." Ah, I know, it must be the blood of heroes! ”

The horse jingled and snorted three times, and it was happy.

Turtle Heart Clapped His Hands, Thumbs Up and Said, "Okay, that's great." There is a taste of postmodernism, expressing the poet's nostalgia for the heroes of his predecessors. Simple and affectionate, comparable to a generation of poets! ”

Mu Xuan is an honest child, and his kung fu is really not as powerful as the turtle heart technique.

Tinkerbell was disgusted by this, walked with them for a while, and said boredly, "Where are we going?" ”

Turtle Heart said, "This place used to be full of corpses and magic weapons. Later, the Terran monks took the light, and now there is still a sea of blood where there is still a magic weapon. ”

"A sea of blood?"

Qin Hao and Ma Dingdang were not very clear about the secrets, and Mu Xuan was also confused.

After all, this kind of secret can only be known by the descendants of the major families.

The Turtle Heart Technique continued to fight, "The blood of immortals is different from that of mortals, and it has reached the level of perfection. The power of a drop of blood can shake the mountains into powder. When the Immortal Demon War was at its most powerful, the elite of the Immortal Clan fought desperately, and in the end, no one was left. This sea of blood is the ocean where the blood of the demon race and the immortal race is mixed together. Even after an era, it is still full of energy, and it is also the source of vitality in this world. ”

Ma Jingdong smacked his tongue and said, "I'll just say, no wonder the smell of blood is so strong!" ”

Mu Xuan said, "Obediently, the blood of the immortals, that's not a very powerful nutrient?" ”

The blood of a cultivator is not ordinary blood.

It contains the nutrients of the elixir, and it can be used as a nutrient solution by filtering impurities, which is very popular with monks.

Ma Jingdong said, "Use your brain, didn't you say everything about the turtle heart technique just now, it is mixed with the blood of the demon race." That kind of dirty blood, it is difficult to get rid of it even if it sticks, let alone refine it. ”

"The master is right, the disciple has been taught!"

Mu Xuan touched his head and smirked.

Ma Jingdang kicked him with a red face and glanced at Qin Hao shyly.

Qin Hao smiled and didn't speak, there was nothing wrong with calling him so.

Now, Li Weiwei is not here, and Ma Jingdong can indeed be called his wife.

The four of them didn't use any magic weapons, and rushed over with the thick smell of blood.

Good guy, I don't know if I don't see this, and I was almost scared to death at first sight.

The sea of red is boundless.

The wind blew, rolling up huge waves hundreds of feet high in the sea of blood, rumbling and lapping against the shore from time to time.

In the sea of blood, all kinds of yuan forces converged.

Before he arrived, there was a burning sensation all over his body, as if he was contaminated with poisonous gas.

There were thousands of monks, all of whom were standing on the high mountain dozens of miles away.

Even with the protection of the magic weapon, in the face of the vicious wind that continued to roll out in the sea of blood, everyone still gasped unconsciously.

Someone shouted, "The magic weapons on the land have been scavenged, and the only place where there are magic weapons is this sea of blood." Here we are all fair, who can get the treasure, each according to his ability! ”

"Yes, since everyone is prepared, don't talk nonsense."

"Okay, then let's see who has dived into the deepest sea of blood!"

The geniuses of the various sects are all high-spirited, and their predecessors have already paved the way for them.

What is the situation here, their predecessors know.

A group of old men are still counting on them to work hard, get some good things out of it and go back to give them half of it.

The turtle heart technique gave Qin Hao a few analyses, looked at other people's assemblies, and then looked at himself, just a turtle shell.

Mu Xuan said curiously, "Why don't the old men of those families come?" If they come, with their mana, won't they get more magic weapons? ”

Turtle Heart Shu smiled, "Have you ever seen a gangster on the street?" If you see the boss carrying a knife and slashing people, it's not all the younger brother doing it. This kind of work is thankless and depends entirely on luck. And, most crucially, it is. Their cultivation is too high, and when the corresponding teleportation circle urges them, the resources consumed will be even greater. This kind of work, which does not outweigh the losses, of course, has to be thrown to young people. ”

"Incisive!"

Tinkerbell complimented him for the first time.

Qin Hao smiled when he heard this, this is indeed the case.

Treasure hunting is a matter of chance, and the risk is quite high.

The old man must have looked for it when he was young, and now that he is famous, it is the time to enjoy happiness, and of course he will not come out to do high-risk things again.

Throw these to the young people and come back and divide half of them.

It not only cultivates successors, but also can share the benefits, so why not.

The geniuses of various sects sacrificed magic weapons specially used for treasure hunting in the sea of blood, and plunged into the sea of blood one after another.

Some resemble round submarines, some resemble flying swords, and some resemble fish-shaped.

In the sky, dazzling lights suddenly crossed the sky, and puffed and fell in the sea of blood.

The waves rolled, and after these magic weapons sank, some of them rose with billowing white smoke.

This is because the corrosiveness of the sea of blood reacts with the material of these magic weapons, the blood of the immortals and the blood of the demons are mixed with the original liquid of the original sea of blood, and the harm of the impurities in it can be imagined.

(End of chapter)