In memory, the palace had a total of nine floors.

The monstrous blood qi released obscured the specific appearance, and it could only be seen roughly.

The same is true of the sun and the star power of the sun.

Jiang Changkong came to the palace, the gate of the palace had been destroyed, and the surrounding walls had broken big holes.

The exterior is all blood-colored, rich in blood, and on the dilapidated walls, a human-shaped pattern is carved.

These humanoid patterns have the same force patterns as him.

And these force patterns, some form a dragon head, and some form a snake head.

Glancing through the door, it was empty, and there was nothing but the fluttering blood.

Jiang Changkong took a deep breath and walked in.

Stepping into the Blood Qi Palace, on the floor under his feet, blood and gas lines appeared.

Here, there are star arrays all over the place!

That is, there are killing machines all over the place.

There is not enough strength, there is no tricolor stone beads, and it is estimated who will come and who will die.

But now, he didn't know how powerful this palace was, and he didn't dare to let go of the three-color stone beads to try.

At the end of the line of sight, there is a staircase that leads to the second floor.

Without rushing up, his eyes scanned the walls, which were carved with star inscriptions and humanoid patterns.

"Under the immortals, the power is exhausted, shattering the void?"

Jiang Changkong looked at a star text, his eyes with a hint of condensation.

There are a lot of stars, densely packed, and almost all the places without patterns are occupied.

Having studied the star scripts, he noticed that there were some differences in the writing methods of these star scripts.

More than one person, has been here!

Jiang Changkong now knows a lot of Xingwen, but the translation is troublesome, and not all of them are known here.

After thinking about it, I took out my phone and planned to take a picture and save it.

It's just that the phone is taken out, but it is a black screen, and it can't be opened at all.

"No, the phone has been in the Hidden Star Ring all the time, and it hasn't been affected. ”

Jiang Changkong put away his mobile phone, it may be that this palace made the mobile phone temporarily out of order.

It's okay.,I still have a book and a book.,Since the last time he copied the star text in a distorted way.,He's specially prepared some.。

Flipping through the book, Jiang Changkong wrote lightly.

An astonishing scene appeared, and the stroke that had just been written disappeared.

Just watching it disappear, he didn't even feel the slightest feeling, and he didn't notice any power fluctuations.

Roar

The weird roar came out again, Jiang Changkong put away his notebook and pen, and stepped onto the second floor.

Since you can't record these star texts, let's go up and see if there are any good things.

With the tricolor stone beads there, there shouldn't be any danger.

He wanted to see how this roar of force was made, and if there was a living person?

If there is a living person, it is impossible not to come out, unless they are trapped!

The stairs are not long, and Jiang Changkong has crossed a few times, and has reached the second layer.

The second floor is no longer an empty place, but a small room with a blood-red door.

That's where the roar of the power pattern comes from.

Jiang Changkong came to the nearest room, looked at the blood-red door, and reached out and pressed it.

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The door swayed, and the palm of his hand passed through it easily.

Is this flesh?

Jiang Changkong opened a gap with both hands and looked inside, a pair of godless eyes just stared at him.

The eyes are facing each other.

"......"

His hands were hurriedly withdrawn, Jiang Changkong was a little confused, and there was a person sitting inside, still looking at himself.

"No, the eyes are godless, could it be a dead man?"

Jiang Changkong thought about it, if it was a living person, he should have reacted just now.

Thinking of this, Li Wen leaned out and separated the door of blood and qi, and this time he saw the people inside, as well as the situation.

The space inside was narrow, only four feet wide, and it was all blood-colored.

A man sat against the blood-colored wall, his eyes naturally open, and his gaze was facing the blood door.

Dressed in a cyan robe, his face is young, his skin is like jade, and his hands are slender.

In front of him, there was a broken sword.

"It's a dead man. Jiang Changkong didn't feel the slightest anger from the man.

All around were covered by blood, Jiang Changkong relied on the three-color stone beads and walked in.

Reaching out and scanning around, he found that except for the real wall where the man's back was leaning, there was a gathering of blood and qi on both sides.

The force pattern swept the ground, and there was nothing.

"This corpse has no spirit. ”

Jiang Changkong touched the corpse and found that it was still warm.

A trace of blood continued to burrow into the corpse, moistening his body.

"No wonder, the spirit and spirit are not there, they are all maintained by the blood. ”

Jiang Changkong pinched the young man's fingers, and a trace of solemnity appeared on his face: "So hard?"

Seventy percent of his strength, pinched on the corpse's fingers, and couldn't shake it.

After thinking about it, the six lines of force shook together, ten percent power, pure power.

The fingers still didn't react, they were still like jade, and there was not a trace of them.

"How far did this guy train his body before he died?"

Jiang Changkong was shocked in his heart, and looked at the broken sword again, the broken sword had rotted, the essence in it was lost, and it had no value.

I searched the corpse again, but I didn't find any space equipment.

Roar

The weird roar came again, and Jiang Changkong hurriedly withdrew from the blood-colored room.

Following the roar, Jiang Changkong came to a bloody door, and Jiang Changkong opened it cautiously this time.

This time it was the man in the ancient robe who was sitting cross-legged, his head bowed, not angry, but his body was moving, and the roar came from his body.

After thinking about it, Jiang Changkong's force pattern shook and let out a roar.

Roar

Roar

The two sound lines resounded at the same time, and the person sitting cross-legged still lowered his head, did not move, and the sound came from his body.

"Well, I can't call you. ”

Jiang Changkong's roar of force patterns was directly covered.

Walking in directly, Jiang Changkong reached out and touched the corpse, this doesn't need to be tried, it will definitely not be able to break the defense.

But he didn't want to break the defense, he wanted to see how far this guy had come in refining his body.

Grab the ancient robe, and with one force, the line will not move.

Ten percent force, still not moving.

This is especially embarrassing, in the late stage of the star fetus, why can't I have a piece of clothing?

Trying to push the corpse, he couldn't shake it, and the roar of the force stripe was low.

Jiang Changkong didn't dare to mess around again, squatted down, and looked at this person's face.

"It's him ......"

Jiang Changkong's complexion changed, his body rubbed back, and in the picture, the martial artist with the strength of the sky!

The strength is all over the sky, and he has crossed the Taiyin Sun in one step, but now he is a corpse!

At the beginning, together with the three palaces, they resisted the devouring of the starry sky.

Thinking about it like this, Jiang Changkong comforted a lot in his heart, this person doesn't know how strong he is, anyway, he is a group of top martial artists, and it is normal for him to not be able to shake it.

Moreover, looking at him, he is still a body refining martial artist, and he naturally can't shake it with pure strength alone.

Between the retreats, the blood and qi on the ground escaped, Jiang Changkong's eyes froze, and the floor was engraved with star inscriptions.

Sweeping away the blood, several planetary texts were revealed, Jiang Changkong frowned, and translated seriously: "Pursuing the fate of the immortals, worshipping the War Palace, encountering a catastrophe, fortunately, the War Palace has collected the body." ”

"War Palace, what is the situation with this person, the person is dead, and the force pattern is still alive. ”

Jiang Changkong's expression was solemn, pursuing the fate of the immortal god, did this person become an immortal god?

This palace, helping to collect the corpses?

Jiang Changkong continued to look at it, and he had a headache, what kind of astrological language did these people study, why didn't they come to the earth to study and learn Chinese.

It's a hassle to translate, but if it's really Chinese, it's terrifying.

"Those who leave a name in the war palace, the war palace collects the corpse, if there is a person who has my three palace divine beads, lead the three lights, and you can get the remnants of the immortal scriptures. ”