"Boy, your martial arts foundation is acceptable. But what he has learned is mixed and impure, and he has not been smelted through. As a result, your martial arts heart has become confused unconsciously, and it is difficult to return to its roots.

And the killing decisions revealed in your natural nature are also unsatisfactory. According to the vision of this seat back then, it is not suitable to be in charge of the Chiyin lineage.

But since Brother Tianbo chose you, it is not easy for him to lose face. In this way, as long as this wisp of your soul mind can hold on to this seat for three breaths for three breaths, this seat will make the so-called Chiyin Young Lord return to his name. Otherwise, you will only be an empty young master in name only. ”

The red-robed man's voice fell, and without waiting for Qing Ji to respond, a blood-colored light mask appeared out of thin air in front of him.

"Senior! You, you're ......"

Qingji's eyes widened. Just as the red-robed man looked at him, he had a strange feeling of déjà vu with this person for no apparent reason.

When the other side spoke to him, his thoughts flashed like lightning. Huo Di, Qingji finally recalled a picture from the previous Tianbo Jade Book genealogy when it was flipped.

"It's him! It turned out to be him! Qingji's heart suddenly swelled with monstrous waves, but at the same time, it was still a little unbelievable.

However, when this light mask appeared in front of the red-robed man, the blood-colored and murderous feeling was enough to eliminate the last trace of suspicion in Qingji's heart. At this moment, he finally fully confirmed who the red-robed man was.

It's just that the blood-colored mask of the red-robed man no longer gives Qing Ji any chance to talk and dodge at all. With a swoop, his soul and mind were enveloped in it.

Thundered!

The thunder exploded in his ears, making Deqingji's eyes dark. Immediately afterward, there was a red light, and the sound of waves arose. When Qingji calmed down and looked carefully, he couldn't help but be shocked.

He was in the middle of a blood-red sea in the middle of nowhere.

The bloody aura that was so strong that it was so strong that it slammed into his nose, which made Qing Ji immediately understand that the surging and angry blood-colored waves around him were actually made up of endless bright red blood.

Thundered! Thundered!

The sea of blood is endless.

Looking down, there was a reef at his feet. I don't know how many years this reef has been soaked in the sea of blood, and the whole body is also mottled with blood, like the bones of living beings, which is shocking.

"Where is this?"

Qing Ji raised his eyes and looked around. I saw that the sea and sky were boundless, and the blood was boundless. Aside from its independence from the reef, there seems to be no trace of life left around it.

Whoa...... Whoa......

The blood waves hit the reef, and then they receded. However, each time it was more and more ferocious, and it seemed that at any moment it would sink and swallow the only foothold under his feet.

The bloody smell that touched his nose made Qingji frown. He tried to divert the source qi of heaven and earth to disperse it, but unexpectedly, when his cultivation was activated, there was no response.

Qingji's heart shook violently. Hurriedly ran the cultivation of the refining priest again. But he was even more shocked to find that at this moment, he couldn't even sense the sea of souls, let alone contact the Ming King Conch and the three divine golden lamps.

This time, Qingji really panicked. In the face of such a strange and inexplicable blood sea world, if he loses his martial arts cultivation again, the result waiting for him will be conceivable.

forcibly suppressed the uneasiness and turmoil in his heart, and recalled the words of the red-robed man just now. The other party asked his soul mind to survive three breaths, but since he was shrouded in that blood-colored light, he entered this world of blood sea.

Then he looked around him for a long time, and there were only three breaths in them?

However, with the identity of the other party, it is impossible to break the promise. Then the world of the sea of blood seen in front of you should be a strange place similar to the stone snail space that can slow down time or even make time stand still. At this moment in the outside world, there must not have been three breaths.

I can't imagine that the red-robed man can have such a time-changing anti-heaven means. In this way, it is not a breach of promise. It's just that I don't know how long I have to stay in this sea of blood before I can count three breaths?

Qingji was worried in his heart. Not only has he now lost his own martial arts, but he has also lost the stone snail and other foreign objects to rely on. In the face of the desperate situation in front of him, he is no different from ordinary people, and there is no way to think about it.

Wait silently. I don't know how long it has been, but the sea of blood around me is still there. The waves of blood poured out, coming and going. Gradually, Qingji saw that they weren't really going to devour the reef beneath their feet.

Moreover, after such a long time, his completely devoid body did not feel hungry, and there was still no trace of life activity in the four places.

It seems that the attacks of fierce birds and beasts and even aquatic tribes in the sea will most likely not appear. Since the few things that I am most worried about at the moment have not happened, Qingji is slightly stable.

Then there was another incredibly long wait. There is neither night nor day. As far as the eye can see, there is an endless amount of blood red. It seems to be from ancient times to the present, and to the future. The sea of blood is boundless, eternal and unchanging.

I don't know when it started, Qingji's chest gradually became dry, and it was difficult to sit on the reef anymore.

He got up and walked around. However, the feet are only in this promised place. Circling back and forth, not counting a few times, the dryness in his chest became more and more bulging and full.

His eyes were red, and he tried to step his feet into the sea. Suddenly, there was a cold war. The water of the sea of blood was unexpectedly cold.

Qingji hurriedly retreated. I knew that if I forced my way into the sea again, this soul would definitely dissipate. At that time, the outside world will be less than three breaths, and the test of the red-robed man will naturally be that he will lose.

But if you continue to wait like this, when will it come to an end?

Qingji now even hoped that a group of fierce birds and beasts would suddenly appear in front of him. The two sides fought fiercely, fighting to the death. Even if the enemy is destroyed, it is far better than such painless, but endless loneliness and suffering.

It was only at this moment that he also understood that although there were no fierce birds and beasts or strong human enemies in the Blood Sea World, the boundless loneliness and silence were even more terrifying.

It is that he is a human being in two lives, and his ambition and tenacity far surpass that of his peers. At this time, I couldn't help but feel frightened and frightened. If he really can't bear it, then he can only simply throw himself into the sea of blood, so that this wisp of soul and mind will be dissolved and destroyed, and it will be a hundred. What is worthy of the name of the young master, don't do it.

Qingji was thinking crankily, but the irritability in his chest was getting more and more intense. He was forced to move around and meditate. I don't know how long it has been, as if it has been a hundred years, a thousand years, and ten thousand years.

Qing Ji Huo opened his eyes. Beads of sweat were on his forehead, and his roots and tendons were bursting. I don't know how the red-robed man used this wisp of soul to completely isolate his body.

After losing the Ming King Stone Snail, the Divine Illumination Golden Lamp, and the Silent Heart Puppet and all other powerful reliance that can calm his mind, he can hold on to this moment in the endless suffering of this blood sea world, which is really the limit.

Now it can't be sustained anymore. If he doesn't make a decision, this strand of his soul will surely fall into madness and lose himself completely.

At that moment, Qingji sighed helplessly. was about to throw himself into the sea of blood, and it was a hundred times. Suddenly, his body shook, and at some point in front of him, a monster with a human head and a tiger body appeared.

Four paws the size of a fan were stepping on the blood waves, rushing towards where they were.

Well?

Qingji's eyes widened, convinced that he was not mistaken, and he jumped to his feet with great excitement.

At this moment, although his cultivation was completely lost, there was no fear in his chest. With his feet firmly planted on the reef, he waited for the monster to come close, and he would not hesitate to fight it to the death. It's better than committing suicide by throwing yourself into the sea.

Unexpectedly, the next moment, the void trembled, and a red-robed young man suddenly appeared above the sea of blood.

He carried a broad-bladed broadsword almost twice as long as himself on his shoulder, and stood silently in the direction of the human-tiger monster.