If it is said that in the Demon Spirit Realm, it is because the terrifying power of the Demon Emperor has affected the power of the Huangquan Hongzhong Realm to shuttle, then what is going on in this realm?

"Dust, what's going on?"

At the time of the Heart Demon Tribulation, Yan Moyu had already sensed that Yu Qianhuan's spiritual sense had recovered, and couldn't help but ask Yu Qianhuan.

"Yan Moyu, I have to say, you're very lucky-"

A bitter smile appeared on Yu Duanhuan's face.

Listening to Yu Duanhuan's tone, Yan Moyu could naturally hear that what Yu Duanhuan said was the opposite.

"Is this place bad?"

Yan Moyu's brows couldn't help frowning.

"It's not very bad, it's very bad, you should feel it, the aura of heaven and earth here is extremely thin."

Yu Duhuan said.

Yan Moyu nodded, the aura of heaven and earth here is inferior to that of the Chenwu Continent, in terms of concentration, it is only about one percent of the Chenwu Continent.

Although it is also possible to collect the aura of heaven and earth from heaven and earth, the efficiency is too low, and it is obviously impossible for a god and spirit robber like Yan Moyu to make up for his own consumption through the aura between heaven and earth.

Because the Chenwu Continent has experienced a great destruction, its Heaven and Earth Aura is at the bottom even in the Bronze Realm, and it is hard to imagine that there will be a realm of Heaven and Earth Spiritual Qi, which will be even lower than the Chenwu Continent.

"This is a cage jointly built by the Blood Prison Realm, a major realm, dedicated to the exile of those monks who have committed the most heinous crimes."

Yu Wanhuan said with a bitter face.

Of the major realms, the lowest is also the Golden Realm, and the criminals who can be exiled here are at least strong people above the Five Elements Tribulation, and there are even a few half-golden immortal powerhouses who have been exiled to this Blood Hell Realm.

The Blood Hell was like his name, a cage made of blood.

Here, no monk can remain immortal, and the astonishingly low heaven and earth aura is far from enough for the monk's own consumption.

Although the pseudo-robbery powerhouses claim to be immortal, when their spiritual power is exhausted, what they consume is their own vitality, and when their vitality is exhausted, their death period will come.

But in this Blood Hell Realm, it has become a luxury for you to run out of life and die, and in order to survive, the criminals in the Blood Hell Realm will do whatever it takes to plunder all the resources they can plunder.

In this blood prison realm, even the flesh and blood of monks is a kind of resource, and eating the flesh and blood of monks can refine a large amount of aura.

No matter what morality and etiquette, they are vulnerable in the face of survival, and in order to survive, the criminals in the blood prison world will do everything.

Especially newcomers like Yan Moyu, who have just entered the Blood Hell Realm, are the most loved by criminals in the Blood Hell Realm.

Criminals who have just entered the Blood Hell Realm have the most blood qi in their bodies, and after eating their flesh and blood, the amount of spiritual energy refined will be much more.

These criminals in the Blood Hell Realm were like vultures that smelled carrion, quickly gathering around Yan Moyu, and a few disgusted ones were even swallowing their saliva.

"Yan Moyu, you don't need any mercy for these people, you don't need to have any mental burden to kill them directly."

Yu Wanhuan was afraid that Yan Moyu would have mercy on humans because of her, so he explained in advance.

"Hmm."

Yan Moyu was not a person who liked to show mercy to his subordinates, and soon, in the blink of an eye, those prisoners who coveted Yan Moyu's flesh and blood all turned into cold corpses.

"Is it easy to kill a robbing realm powerhouse here?"

Yan Moyu's brows furrowed.

If it was outside, he would definitely have to spend a little effort to kill these pseudo-robbery powerhouses.

However, there is not much vitality left in the bodies of those pseudo-tribulation powerhouses here, and some of them only have to cut off their heads, and their vitality will be completely cut off.

"Yan Moyu, try to restrain your breath and reduce the consumption of spiritual power to a minimum, I'm afraid we will have to stay here for a long time."

Yu Duhuan said.

"Ahh

Yan Moyu sighed in his heart, he didn't know why the Demon Emperor would throw him into this sinful place, but it was estimated that even if he had the courage to ask, it would already be very good if the Demon Emperor could give him another answer with the word "roll".

Once you enter the Blood Prison Realm, it is not so easy to leave, the Blood Prison Realm is an existence that even the strong people of the Half Golden Immortal can trap, and even the strong people of the Half Golden Immortal cannot escape, with Yan Moyu's current strength, it is naturally impossible to do it.

"This newcomer doesn't seem to be easy to deal with!"

Several scavengers couldn't help but shrink their necks.

These criminals live at the bottom of the Blood Hell Realm, they can only survive by relying on the new monks, the strength of these people is generally not very good, coupled with the torture of the Blood Hell Realm, they can at best exert the strength of the Merge Stage Realm level monks.

Yan Moyu smiled coldly and said, "Who else, if you are not afraid of death, you will go up!" ”

However, no one dared to respond to Yan Moyu, Yan Moyu was not interested in the puddle of minced meat at all, but these scavengers swallowed saliva at these minced meat.

Yan Moyu snorted and disappeared into the sky, as for how these scavengers were going to distribute the pile of flesh and blood after he left, it had nothing to do with him.

"Get out!"

Yan Moyu's soul shook, and the voice of the Demon Emperor sounded again, and the haze in his soul dissipated a lot.

He took a deep breath, at this rate, he would soon be able to recover his true self, Yan Moyu also noticed that the "roll" given to him by the Demon Emperor was not purely to let him roll, but also to help him. If it weren't for the Demon Emperor's help, it would take him at least a few hundred years to eliminate the sequelae that the Heart Demon Tribulation had brought to him.

"Whoosh!"

A sharp arrow shot from below, Yan Moyu was stunned, and grabbed this sharp arrow with one hand.

This sharp arrow is made of bones, and blessed with a simple spirit pattern, it can simply mobilize the aura between heaven and earth, but if you want to hurt Yan Moyu, it is impossible.

"Whoosh!"

Yan Moyu threw it with his backhand, and the sharp arrow returned to his master's hand, but it was only stuck in the person's head.

"Dead?"

Yan Moyu frowned, the vitality of the martial artists in this Blood Hell Realm was even weaker than he thought, and once these scavengers were attacked, they would die immediately.

These monks have been working hard in the Blood Hell Realm for thousands of years, and the vitality in their bodies has already been depleted, if they hadn't died at the hands of Yan Moyu today, they would have died in a few days.

Outside, these monks are all powerful pseudo-robbery powerhouses, but in this blood prison realm, they are struggling to survive, and this kind of change is really a bit big.

"Will I do the same in the future?"

Yan Moyu couldn't help but take a deep breath.

Now I really don't know if the Demon Emperor sent him here for his own good, or if he really wanted to play him to death.

"Isn't there even a place to stay in the Blood Prison?"

Although with Yan Moyu's current strength, even if he fights these scavengers, Yan Moyu doesn't want to be attacked by those scavengers when he is resting.

"If I'm not mistaken, there will be a lot of gathering points in this Blood Hell Realm, and the gathering points are relatively safe, but you need a lot of Yuan Stones to enter the gathering points."

Yu Duhuan said.

For Yu Duanhuan's well-informed, Yan Moyu is very convinced, in this fantasy world for so many years, Yu Duhuan has also recovered a lot of her memories as a Huangquan royal family, her memory, her insight, even if it is Yan Moyu, it is quite inferior.

Yan Moyu nodded, it was not difficult for him to find a few gathering points for him who was flying in the sky.

Flying in the sky is an extremely luxurious thing in the Blood Hell Realm, and few monks are willing to waste their precious spiritual power on such boring things, so the current Yan Moyu is particularly conspicuous.

But soon, a gathering point appeared in Yan Moyu's sight, and his figure appeared outside the gathering point in a flash.

The hearts of the two monks holding long knives trembled in their hearts, and the aura emanating from Yan Moyu's body made them feel very frightened.

"How many yuan stones do I need to enter this gathering point?"

Yan Moyu asked.

"Huh?"

The two monks couldn't help but be stunned, obviously they didn't expect Yan Moyu to be so easy to talk and reasonable.

"Tell me quickly, how many yuan stones do you want?"

Yan Moyu's eyebrows furrowed, he was already a little impatient.

"One hundred yuan stones."

A monk said tremblingly.

For the Blood Hell Realm, which has few resources, a hundred yuan stones is already a huge amount of wealth, and ordinary monks can't take it out at all.

Yan Moyu casually threw out a hundred yuan stones and walked straight into this gathering point.

He covered his nose, and the corpses everywhere and even piles of excrement were everywhere, and this gathering point was simply a representative of the dirty mess.

"Uncle, do you want to be refreshed, you only need one yuan stone a night, play as you want!"

A ragged woman pounced on Yan Moyu.

Yan Moyu's heart felt a chill, he frowned, and his spiritual power shook slightly, shaking this woman away.

Not to mention that Yan Moyu is not a hungry person, even if Yu Wanhuan is still by his side now, he doesn't want his lovely people to misunderstand him.

Even if he knew, Yu Duhuan wouldn't misunderstand, but he still felt disgusting to let other women touch him.

However, Yan Moyu's move did not scare away this woman, but the woman's eyes burst out with bursts of essence, and she looked at Yan Moyu happily.

The spiritual power in that guy's body is so powerful, even if she gives her a little bit, she can live for decades longer, this is a fat sheep, and this fat sheep must not be allowed to leave like this.

Yan Moyu snorted coldly and said, "Get out of the way, or die!" ”

"Uncle, since you're here in the Blood Hell Realm, let's let it go, my skills are the best here, I guarantee that you will be refreshed!"

The woman still came up unrelentingly, looked at Yan Moyu with a charming face and smiled.