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"The Fly? Odd! I obviously feel the call of the wind, but why is it only a little bit short, and it is always difficult to break through? ”

In the snail space, Qingji opened his eyes.

Sure enough, as the Stygian Spirit Tree estimated, he had been cultivating in the stone conch for three months, and the outside world had only passed for a while.

After three months of painstaking cultivation, Qingji has eradicated all the troubles of foundation vanity caused by successive breakthroughs.

After the martial arts realm was solidified, the three golden lights of the sea of souls shone brightly. The power of Deqingji's perception in martial arts became sharper and deeper.

He soon realized that his perception of the origin of the wind had improved dramatically before he knew it.

From the realm of flying, there is only a thin layer that may be pierced at any time.

In the next two days, as the stone snail had completely devoured 3,000 source stones, the flow of time once again became almost the same as the outside world.

But in order to try to break through the realm of flying, Qingji still continued to cultivate in the stone snail.

As for everything that happened on Chiyin Peak, there was a boring Underworld Spirit Tree that would investigate it from time to time.

According to the return of the Spirit, Qing Ah Da lived up to his expectations and handled the internal and external affairs of Chiyin Peak in an orderly manner.

The Stygian Spirit Tree, who has always only liked to boast about himself, couldn't help but praise Qing Ah a lot this time, which made Qing Ji quite pleased.

And the congratulations of those second- and third-rate forces in the Dayu Imperial Capital, Qingji didn't take it to heart at all.

Being in the great clan of the Qing clan with countless talents, Qingji even though he has a special status now, he also feels the pressure like a mountain.

In a world where the strong are respected, what is the right way to be vain?

It is crucial to grasp every opportunity and continuously improve one's martial arts cultivation.

Three days passed in a flash. The realm of flying still lacks a trace of aura that cannot be captured.

Qing Ji knew that he couldn't reach it quickly, not to mention that the Holy Will Red Robe had previously ordered him and Qing Ah Er to go to the Chaoyin Secret Realm to meet three days later.

Now that the deadline has arrived, Qing Ji stopped cultivating and returned from the stone snail space to Chiyin Peak.

The tide sound is in the secret realm, and the morning sun is rising.

"Qingji, Ah Er, this thread of thought in this seat will dissipate today. Now you will go with this seat to the Bloody Hell Demon Pool. ”

The source qi like smoke and fog swirled around the red-robed man. Thinning his almost transparent body.

"What, Akakure-sama. You...... Is this wisp of your will about to dissipate? ”

Qing Ji was taken aback when he heard this.

Qing A'er, who was silently following behind Qing Ji, also had a violent shock in his body, and his eyes widened in disbelief.

"Between the earth, there is life and there is destruction. Even the ontology of this seat has not been able to transcend the exceptions, let alone a wisp of thought. ”

The red-robed fist waved his hand, and an invisible force enveloped the two of them.

Qingji and Qing'a Er only felt their bodies tremble, a flower in front of them, and then a bloody breath came to their faces.

When I looked at it, I saw a deep pool of red and faint, as if it was formed by the blood of living beings, lying more than ten zhang away.

"Is this the Bloody Demon Pool? These pools of water seem to be related to the world of the Sea of Blood......"

Qing Ji had experienced the red-robed Rao Blood Sea World, and naturally sensed that this blood-colored waterhole was surging with a bloody aura that was very similar to the Blood Sea World.

Even in terms of the richness of the bloody aura alone, it seems to surpass the blood sea world a little.

It's just that this is a pond and not a sea after all, and your eyesight can easily exhaust the margins.

In terms of overall coercion, it is far from being compared with the boundless and heart-wrenching world of the sea of blood.

"After ancient times, most of the people of the Qing clan only knew that the Baili Source Sea and the Chaoyin Secret Realm of Chiyin Peak were cultivation resorts. But I didn't know that on the entire Chiyin Peak, what was more precious than the Chaoyin Secret Realm was this Blood Hell Demon Pool. ”

The red-robed man stood with his hands in his hands. The faint blood color in the eyes seems to be connected with the pool water.

"In the past, within the clan, it was rumored that this pool was refined by the body of this seat from the blood sea world, quenching some discarded and useless ancient gods and demons.

In fact, this Blood Hell Demon Pool was the main body of the seat back then, and it was made by stripping off three drops of natal true blood from the body of the ancestor of the first powerful primordial demon of the ancient gods and demons, plus a drop of his own natal true blood.

The red-robed man seemed to be telling a trivial matter.

But the invisible and majestic domineering aura made Qingji and Qing'er both fascinated and wanted to stop breathing.

The ancestor of the first powerful demon of the ancient gods and demons, what a murderous and invincible terrifying existence is that?

In the end, it still fell into the hands of the Sword Blood Emperor Qing Chiyin, and was stripped of his natal true blood and used to refine the Blood Hell Demon Pool.

Crash!

The red-robed man stepped forward, and the blood-colored pool automatically parted ways.

Qing Ji and Qing Ah Er followed. The three of them entered the pool and went down, forming a blood-colored channel that did not touch the water.

It didn't take long for it to fall to the bottom of the pool.

After zigzag for a while, Qingji and Qing'a Er suddenly felt that the left front was roaring and shaking like a sea of mountains.

At the same time, an irresistible swallowing force swept in, and then it dissipated inexplicably.

Bloodhell Vortex!

Qingji and Qing'a were shocked.

If it weren't for following behind the red-robed man, Qing Ji Shang could protect himself by controlling the blood sea mark, and Qing Ah Er would have been swallowed by this power in an instant.

Previously, the red-robed man intended to punish the three ancestors and the five ancestors, and this blood prison vortex appeared in front of everyone's eyes.

Legend has it that in ancient times, the gods and demons of the Holy Realm who crisscrossed the earth fell into this bloody whirlpool. He is also destined to die, and there will be no return.

But now, the two are under the leadership of the red robe. He walked directly into the terrifying vortex that opened his bloody mouth and wanted to devour everything.

"Hey, there's a different place here."

With the Holy Will Red Robe people, no matter what danger they experience, there is no need to panic.

Sure enough, follow the spiral-shaped passage of the blood-colored vortex deep into it. The force of swallowing became weaker and weaker, until the wind calmed down, and an extremely magnificent blood-colored temple appeared in front of it.

Following the red-robed man into it, he saw that in the middle of the hall, in the void where only one person was high, there was a fist-sized crystal blood bead levitating.

Besides, the whole temple was empty, and there was nothing left.

"It's ......"

Qingji stared at the blood bead.

Through the mist on the surface of the bead, the inner space of the blood bead can be faintly seen.

There are stars moving there, and mountains and rivers and the earth below, as if it were a world.

And this world looks like the world of blood he has experienced, with a layer of blood everywhere.

"This blood bead is the body of this seat, a minismal world refined by imitating the Blood Sea World back then.

Not only is there a complete set of rules inside, but it also contains the Blood Sea Sword Sutra created by the body after the martial arts of the year.

If you want to leave a legacy in this world, then this extremely micro world can be regarded as the martial arts inheritance of the Sword and Blood Emperor Qing Chiyin. ”

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