Everyone's eyes were firmly fixed on the red-robed man's next move.

The atmosphere was so tense that almost no one dared to breathe at this moment.

At this moment, at the end of the Void Passage, the transparent light gate that would determine the fate of the Three Ancestors and the Five Ancestors suddenly shook violently.

Thundered! Thundered!

After a loud sound that seemed to be the collapse of a mountain, a gap faintly appeared on the left side of the light gate, as if it was about to slowly open outward.

The blood-colored waves that roared and roared outside the door were like intelligent beings, and they immediately reacted.

Among them, there were more than a dozen waves, which spun and merged rapidly, turning into a bottomless blood-colored vortex.

The whirlpool was the size of a basin at first, but with each spin, it swallowed up the other waves, expanding tenfold in the blink of an eye.

In the chilling gaze of everyone, the huge whirlpool was like the bloody mouth of a desolate monster.

While continuing to devour the surrounding blood waves, it continued to grow wildly, and on the other hand, it was approaching the transparent light gate......

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Laugh at! Laugh at! Laugh at!

Laugh at! Laugh at! Laugh at!

On the top of the extreme west of Chiyin Peak, there are seventy-two dark stone pillars of different shapes, towering into the sky.

These stone pillars are scattered and scattered, faintly distributed in the shape of diamond-shaped flowers.

In the center of the flower, there lies a deep pool of crimson and faint blood, as if it were all made of the blood of living beings.

There were countless birds and beasts in the Bihong Mountains.

But within a radius of dozens of miles around the blood-colored deep pool, there was no business, not even an ant or reptile.

This mouth is surrounded by seventy-two dark stone pillars, and the sky above is also a strange deep pool of blood mist and cold air.

It is the Blood Hell Demon Pond that ranks first among the three major death desperate situations in the Bihong Mountain Range, and makes the ancient gods and demons all talk about it and look frightening.

At this moment, the Blood Hell Demon Pool, which had been silent for thousands of years, suddenly had a violent turmoil.

Countless blood-colored air currents soared into the sky under the raging waves.

Dense, sharper than flying swords.

Everywhere they passed, they broke through the void, they wrangled the nothingness, and they destroyed all things visible and invisible.

In an instant, the entire sky was filled with only these countless blood-colored air currents intertwined with each other, and then spread out, becoming a vast net of blood mist.

The entire Bihong Mountain Range and the entire Qing clan were shrouded in a layer of bleak and dreamy blood.

At the same time, in the central area of the Blood Hell Demon Pool, all the current powerhouses of the Qing clan were unable to use their divine soul thoughts to peek into the depths.

A blood-colored vortex with a diameter of dozens of miles, larger and more terrifying than the giant mouth of any demon spirit, was biting furiously at a slowly opening transparent light door.

Inside the light gate, I don't know when there were two middle-aged men kneeling with dying breath, they were the third ancestor and the fifth ancestor of Taishang.

At this moment, although the blood-colored vortex had not yet destroyed the Light Gate, a large amount of viscous blood water had already poured in from between the doors, filling most of the Void Passage.

The three ancestors and the five ancestors were soaked in it, carrying floats and sank.

The faces of both of them were obviously spasmed and distorted by some kind of unbearable pain caused by the blood soaking up.

At the other end of the Void Passage, the people at the top of Chiyin Peak just now watched the red-robed man move his hands and feet.

With just a light snort, the Third Ancestor and the Fifth Ancestor somehow appeared in the Void Passage.

The next moment, the two of them teleported out of thin air, kneeling in front of the light door at the end of the passage.

After that, the scene of blood pouring in, everyone could also see it clearly. Several God Refining Elders who knew about the ancient legends knew that it was just an appetizer at the moment.

Next, once the transparent light gate is fully opened, the two of them will be ruthlessly devoured by the blood-colored vortex. As a result, he fell into the blood worm purgatory of pain, life and death, only screaming and wailing, and reluctant day and night.

Such a tragic ending makes people shudder to think about it.

"Huh? Such a domineering source of Gang's bloody aura. Is this the deepest 'Blood Worm Purgatory' in the Blood Hell Demon Pool activated?

It seems that Qing Chiyin's psychic holy intent really wants to send those two wastes into the blood prison vortex. Let them suffer the endless torture of thousands of Yuangang blood worms devouring their souls and bodies. ”

Red God Vein, Red God Peak.

In a stone cave surrounded by purple leaves and blue flowers, a middle-aged man with long hair unkempt opened his eyes.

His gaze was not very bright, and it was even somewhat hollow.

But if you look closely, it seems to be infinite and immeasurable.

"Three hundred years have passed, and I can't imagine that Qing Chiyin's psychic holy intent has not dissipated, and it still has such a powerful ......."

The long-haired man didn't know if it was out of fear or for some reason, so he didn't glance at the red-robed man standing quietly on the top of Chiyin Peak.

The direction it looked at was exactly where the Blood Hell Demon Pool in the extreme west was located.

"Humph! What if the divine will is not dispersed? His suppression of the Seven Star Killing Array just now seemed to be easy and casual, but in fact, he had almost exhausted the few remaining Divine Soul Essences.

With the current cultivation of this seat, it may not be impossible to give it a go! ”

Suddenly, the long-haired man's face burst into an extremely crazy color.

In his hollow and dim eyes, there were two sonorous and sharp sounds of gold and iron, and at the same time, two sharp lights that were far superior to the blades of the sword appeared.

Soon, however, the light fell silent again.

"No, no, no. It's not that I'm afraid. In today's world, heaven and earth are broken. The combat power of this seat is deeply shackled.

In the face of the suppression of the ancients like the Heavenly Sword Blood Emperor, it would not be a shame to retreat for the time being.

Besides, what kind of person is this seat? Even if he wins a psychic holy intent at the end of a mere strong crossbow, what is the way?

It's better to take that step in the future, transcend it, and climb to the pinnacle of ancient and modern martial arts.

At that time, this seat will kill all the enemies of the world and defeat the power of the world. I also went to break through the Fengyue Empty Gate and compete with the Blood Emperor of Naqing Chiyin.

Hum! The humiliation suffered by Qing Chishen, the ancestor of the Red God lineage, will definitely be recovered a hundred times in the hands of my Qingchao God! ”

The color of madness was exhausted, and the long-haired man closed his eyes again, and sat quietly on the stone platform in the cave again.

The bursts of golden breath that erupted from his mouth and nose evolved into the shape of knives, spears, spears, swords, forks, halberds, hammers, hooks, and other weapons.

And these seemingly illusory and ethereal weapons, there is occasionally a trace of edge flickering on the blade.

The solid stone cave wall around the long-haired man's body quietly fell puffs of debris powder under the light of the sharp edge......

"It's such a terrifying coercive force, even my Qing Feiyang's martial arts state of mind is shaken by fear. I can't imagine that in today's world, there are still such powerful people. ”

The second of the three desperate realms in the Bihong Mountains, the Ice and Fire Hell. Inside the simple bamboo house, a handsome young man who stood tall and tall slowly spit out a mouthful of turbid source qi with hidden bloodshots.

This young man is Qing Feiyang, who is known as the Qing clan's "peerless genius and unparalleled endowment" for thousands of years.

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