"Goo, goo!"

The sound of drinking water came from Luo Hao's dantian, and the vast blood color was like worshipping the monarch one after another. The ancient mirrors in the dantian seem to be as many as possible, and those who come do not refuse.

They all say that there are two official words, thinking that he Luo Hao has never been an official, at most he has been the leader of the beggar gang for a while, and now he has been directly upgraded to two mouths.

"The color of blood seems to have faded. ”

I don't know who in the outside crowd said such a sentence, and this remark immediately attracted everyone's attention. The vast blood color is still difficult to discern, but everyone clearly feels that the area of blood is shrinking, and the blood color is also thinning.

Opportunity, the opportunity to enter the Blood Spirit Secret Realm has come. Countless eager eyes stared directly at the ever-shrinking blood-colored aura. The wait was always a long torment, and in just one hour, the vast blood color finally dissipated, and there was no figure in the blood, only the white bones and broken flesh in that place showed that this blood color once existed.

The corner of the continent in the void crack has been clearly revealed, and the sound of breaking wind sounds, and the remaining warriors rush towards the crack desperately.

Just as the warriors outside the crack were scrambling, Luo Hao, who had devoured the vast blood, had already entered the secret realm at this moment. The eldest brother in the dantian seems to have eaten enough, and finally stopped moving.

The gray sky was blood-colored, and the blood clouds pressed the sun, and the clouds danced with dark red light from time to time. The humid air was filled with a hint of gore and decay, and ribbons of blood-colored mist filled the air.

"Poof!"

The maroon earth was soft, and Luo Hao formed a small depression when he stepped on it, and the bubbling water stains like blood were squeezed out of the land.

There was a dead silence all around, no birds, no insects, like an eternal forbidden place. Looking at everything in front of him, Luo Hao didn't find anyone, "It seems that the people who enter the secret realm all appear randomly somewhere in the secret realm, but fortunately they don't appear in some dangerous place." ”

The ancient and noble golden divine glow spread all over Luo Hao's body, only to hear the sound in the air, and the roar of the dragon fire burned the surrounding blood mist.

In the secret realm, Luo Hao was like an aimless traveler who could only keep moving forward, and as he continued to go deeper, the surrounding blood mist became thicker and thicker, and the pungent smell of blood rushed straight to his face.

"Boom"

Suddenly, a hoarse laugh like a windmill erupted from the blood mist, which was so thick that it was almost substantial. As the laughter clearly reached Luo Hao's ears, the surrounding blood mist rolled like a blood wave, crushing towards him like a frenzied wave, and the speed was shocking.

"Roar, hide your head and show your tail, get out!"

Luo Hao roared, his expression was solemn, and a brilliant golden glow bloomed on his upright body. The ancient and noble golden dragon power burst out from the golden fist in an instant. Suddenly, a golden tiger palm slapped down, and the churning and roaring blood waves turned into flying blood beads when the golden mangs were neutral.

"Humans, blood!"

Looking at the flying blood beads, Luo Hao's eyes narrowed, and he saw a blood-red humanoid creature with blood-red skin all over his body revealed, and a hoarse voice came out of his mouth.

The wizened claws were wrapped in blood-colored scales, the purple nails were as long as the same sword shimmered in the air, and the blood-colored hair was dripping with blood, as if it had just been plucked from a pool of blood.

What Luo Hao cared about the most was that there was a clear orange magic pattern on the center of the humanoid creature's eyebrows, like a raised magic eye.

"Blood Spirit!" Looking at the orange magic pattern on the center of the humanoid creature's eyebrows, Luo Hao was a little helpless, and just said that he was lucky, could it be that his mouth was too open, good not Linghao, bad spirit.

The Blood Spirit is a strange creature born from blood, and the strength of the Blood Spirit can be judged by the magic pattern on its forehead. Before entering the secret realm, Luo Hao learned from Ji Rou that the blood spirit in the secret realm of the blood spirit was definitely the most difficult and difficult creature to kill.

The blood spirit in front of him was not very strong, and there was only an orange magic pattern at the center of his eyebrows, which was equivalent to a martial artist in the early stage of the Blood Gathering Realm.

Legend has it that in the long years, there was once a blood spirit in the heavens and all worlds with a seven-colored demon pattern condensed in the center of the eyebrows. This blood spirit has even gotten rid of its thirst for blood, and is only one step away from becoming supreme.

"Quack, quack, poof!"

The blood spirit in front of him was fierce, his eyes were full of thirst for blood, and his slender nails were like a purple sword slashing into the void. The continuous blood mist was directly dispersed. The blood spirit's movements were extremely fast, and a bit of purple light quickly enlarged in Luo Hao's pupils.

His eyes were like electricity, and a golden glow rose in his eyes, without the slightest intention of dodging. I saw Luo Hao's five fingers curl slightly, then clenched his fist, and punched towards the falling purple long sword, and the dragon fire on his fist rose like a brilliant divine sun.

"Bang!"

The golden divine sun and the bloody purple sword-like nails collided violently, the golden flames rose, the fire dragon roared, and the dark purple nails bloomed with a strange purple light like a magic sword.

The terrifying power spread between Luo Hao and the blood spirit, as if an invisible hand had dispersed all the blood mist around him.

Luo Hao and the blood spirit figure were shocked and retreated at the same time, and the killing aura in Luo Hao's eyes in the retreat gradually rose, and he had already figured out the strength of the blood spirit with the blow just now. I saw that the moment his toes touched the ground, he disappeared abruptly, like a golden streamer in a flash.

"White Tiger Stepping on the Sun"

The sound was like a bell, the sound of killing was sonorous, and a tiger roar that stirred up the eternal time and space exploded from the sky like thunder. The golden fist penetrated through, and a white tiger phantom of tens of zhang in size suppressed down with the unrivaled might of the beast king.

"Poof!"

The Tiger Palm shook and fell, like hundreds of millions of stars falling, with the power of thunder, the void where the Tiger Palm passed was extremely distorted to deformation, and the white Void Hurricane was directly crushed, and the terrifying abyss-like killing machine made the body of the blood spirit burst out with a blazing blood-colored brilliance and began to fight hard.

"Die!"

The ancient dragon roar was like an ancient Sanskrit sound, and the dragon power was even more devastating, and the crushing tiger palm wiped out the blazing blood light in an instant, and then like a big mill, the body of the blood spirit was mercilessly wiped out, and countless blood beads splashed and scattered in all directions.

The blood beads in the sky flew away, but Luo Hao's expression did not change in the slightest, the golden divine light flashed in a pair of eyes, and the dragon power in his body was hidden and ready to break out at any time.

"Truly!"

The sound like a broken windmill echoed in the blood mist again, and immediately I saw that the blood beads that floated out were gathering frantically at an extremely fast speed, and the outline of a humanoid figure in the blood color gradually became clearer, and the blood was stronger than just now from the blood-colored humanoid outline.

"Born from gathering blood, interesting!" No wonder Ji Rou would tell him that the blood spirit was the most difficult creature to kill in the secret realm. For the strange rebirth of the blood spirit, Luo Hao seemed to have expected it, the five fingers were separated, and the golden divine light bloomed from between Luo Hao's fingers, and then a golden palm slapped down violently.

"Puff puff!"

This palm is simple and unpretentious, but with a hint of mystical qi, the golden palm is destroyed everywhere, nothing is broken, the void crack cannot be healed for a long time, and a destructive power is permeated in the palm of the finger.

"Bang!"

The golden palm pierced the chest of the blood spirit that had not yet taken shape, and the blood beads flew away again, but an extremely hollow voice came from the blood spirit's mouth: "You can't kill me, I am immortal." ”

"Yes. Then give it a try. Luo Hao smiled weirdly, only to see that a terrifying suction force broke out between the golden palms that fell, and a black hole evolved between the palms of his hands, sucking the blood spirit to death.

"Goo, goo, goo!"

The Ancient Mirror Uncle in the dantian opened the meal again, and the blood beads that flew out were sucked into the black hole before they landed. At this moment, a trace of horror finally flashed in the eyes of the blood spirit, and an immeasurable amount of blood-colored light erupted from his body, and a whining roar began to struggle frantically.

"I want to run away now, it's too late. The golden palm shook, and the body of the blood spirit suddenly exploded, turning into a ball of pure blood qi and being sucked into the palm. The blood qi in his body calmed down, and the blood light flashed in Luo Hao's eyes, and then he was clear and whispered at the same time: "It turns out that the blood spirits in the secret realm are all from the Blood Spirit Mountain. ”