Chapter 240: Corpse Blood Cloud

Before seeing the scenery of the Musou Barren Mound, many people thought that the Musou Barren Mound must be a tomb, and after entering, it might be a huge stone cave, or a huge cemetery built underground.

However, there is no huge tomb in front of everyone's imagination, no catacombs, not even coffins and corpses, there is nothing everyone imagined here, only an endless void.

"This, this, is this the Peerless Wasteland?" someone said with disappointment as they looked at the vast and endless void in front of them.

"Is this the case with the Peerless Wasteland?" someone was unwilling, looking at the vast and endless void in front of him, and couldn't help but say.

"Maybe it's just the entrance, but there's somewhere else. One of the great sect leaders said, "Let's go, let's go in and have a look." As he spoke, he flew into the vast void in front of him with a spaceship.

However, something terrible happened, when the Great Sect's spaceship rushed into the void, the entire spaceship fell into the depths of the bottomless void as if it were weightless.

"Ahh

But the result was the same, they couldn't fly at all, and here, the monk's flight was completely ineffective! At this moment, no matter what kind of body they used, no matter how many flying treasures they sacrificed, they couldn't save them, they all fell straight down like their feet in the air, completely weightless.

All of a sudden, these hundreds of powerhouses were frightened, and the screams pierced the void, and everyone watched as these hundreds of powerhouses fell into the endless depths of the void like meteors, and in the end, they disappeared into everyone's eyes, and no one knew where they fell.

"This, this, how is this possible!" Seeing such a scene, everyone was startled, and the monks or sects who wanted to fly out immediately stopped their steps, and couldn't help but shudder, like a chill!

"It's impossible, there's still a source god here!" The emperor of a frontier country couldn't help but turn pale when he saw this scene, and his legs were a little weak.

You must know that after a monk reaches a certain level, he will come and go high and fly to the sky, which is a normal thing. If suddenly the monk can't fly, what a blow is it for the monk?

"This is the realm of nothingness, even if you are a void god, once you fall, you will kill yourself. At this time, an old voice sounded in the ancestral mountain of the Ten Thousand Bones Throne.

Hearing this, the countless monks and lineages present couldn't help but shudder in their hearts. Although many people don't know what the void realm is, even the void god is a dead end, and everyone understands how terrible it is.

"Look, what is that?" At this time, someone pointed to the distance ahead, and hurriedly said.

Everyone looked into the vast void in front of them, only to see red clouds floating in the distance, red clouds as red as blood, looking like flowing blood, one by one red clouds floated in, lined up in a long line, and looked like a river of blood flowing from a distance.

In the blink of an eye, a long line of red clouds floated in front of the cliff, and when the first red cloud hit the rock wall of the cliff, it immediately bounced back and drifted in the other direction, and the other red clouds were also bounced out and floated in the same direction.

"This is the legendary cloud of corpse blood. There was an ethereal voice hanging down from the Foolish Treasure Tree on the ground, and I didn't know who was speaking.

When there was a corpse blood cloud just approaching the cliff, I saw the sound of the earth fool treasure tree, and the whole earth fool treasure tree flew up this corpse blood cloud, this corpse blood cloud suddenly blood mist rolled, like a monster, it seemed that there were tens of millions of tentacles about to roll towards the earth fool treasure tree, the treasure tree suddenly fell endless fairy light, and the fairy light blocked these blood mist tentacles.

In front of everyone's eyes, the Earth Fool Treasure Tree floated into the distance on the cloud of corpse blood, and no one knew where it was going.

"It turned out to be riding a cloud!" Seeing that the Earth Fool Treasure Tree of the Yishan Clan actually successfully floated into the distance on a corpse blood cloud, everyone understood what was going on.

At this time, an old monk immediately jumped on the corpse blood cloud that had just leaned over, and as soon as he jumped up, the corpse blood cloud suddenly rolled, and countless blood mist rolled towards him like tentacles.

"Ahh

Seeing such a terrible scene, many of the monks present couldn't help but shudder. At this time, they realized that in fact, it was not so simple, and these corpse blood mist were very dangerous.

A "hum" sounded, and the ancestral mountain of the Ten Thousand Bones Throne rode a corpse blood cloud, and the ancestral mountain easily blocked the danger of the blood mist, and rode the corpse blood cloud to drift into the distance.

Then, the Ancient Kingdom of Eternity, Yin and Yang Xuanzong, and the Juque Holy Land...... One by one, the Great Sect Frontier Nation jumped into the corpse blood cloud, and these Great Sect Frontier Nation had enough strength, and their treasures could easily block the power of the corpse blood mist.

"We jumped in too. "Seeing that the Great Sect Frontier Kingdom was riding the corpse blood cloud and drifting into the distance, other monks or small sects were not reconciled, and they also jumped on the corpse blood cloud.

There are sects or monks who successfully use their treasures or exercises to block the blood mist of the corpse blood cloud, and those who do not block it will scream and be turned into blood mist, leaving no bones behind.

"Let's join forces. "All of a sudden, many small sects or loose cultivators began to discuss and form an alliance, wanting to join forces to ride the corpse blood cloud into the distance.

And as the pastor who opened the peerless barren mound was not in a hurry at all, he watched everyone jump on the corpse blood cloud, just smiled, and the pastor said to the treasure turtle Taoist: "Master, you take everyone to jump on the corpse blood cloud and ride over." As he spoke, he pointed to a cloud of corpse blood floating in the distance.

"What about you?" the Treasure Turtle Daoist knew that it must be reasonable for the Pastoral Soul to let them jump this cloud of corpse blood, and he couldn't help but ask.

The pastoral spirit said: "Yunzhu and the Heavenly Daoist will follow me. Although he was talking, his eyes kept staring at the corpse blood cloud, and at the same time, he silently counted the numbers floating over the corpse blood cloud in his heart.

Seeing the corpse blood cloud that the pastoral spirit was referring to drifting closer, the Treasure Turtle Daoist shouted, and took the elders to ride the huge carp and instantly fell into this corpse blood cloud, and the huge carp easily blocked the blood mist, and then the elders of the Xuanqiao River rode the corpse blood cloud on the carp and floated away into the distance. As for the other sect monks present, of course, they didn't dare to compete with an imperial immortal sect like Xuanqihe for the corpse and blood cloud.

"Shall we go?" Lan Yunzhu couldn't help but ask when the elders of the Xuanqi River rode away on the corpse blood cloud.

And so on. The pastor's eyes kept staring at the corpse blood cloud, and he silently counted the number of the corpse blood cloud floating over in his heart.

I don't know how long it took, there were fewer and fewer monks here, many monks or sects had successfully ridden away on the corpse blood cloud, even if it was those small sects or loose cultivators, when they joined forces, they had enough strength to block the blood mist, and they couldn't help but be excited when they rode away on the corpse blood cloud. They have finally entered the Peerless Wasteland! The legendary Great Creation, the legendary art of immortality is waiting for them.

As the number of people became smaller and smaller, after a long time, the pastoral spirit finally locked a corpse blood cloud, and after he saw this corpse blood cloud floating, he said to the Heavenly Daoist and Lan Yunzhu in a deep voice: "Ready, you block the blood mist, remember, listen to my orders when the time comes." ”

Even the Heavenly Dao people and Lan Yunzhu didn't know what the mystery of this corpse blood cloud was, but they all took a deep breath, didn't dare to be careless, and were busy staring at this corpse blood cloud.

When the corpse blood cloud selected by the pastoral spirit was approaching, the pastoral spirit suddenly grabbed the Heavenly Daoist and Lan Yunzhu, and shouted in a deep voice: "Jump-" In an instant, he pulled Lan Yunzhu and the Heavenly Daoist to jump on this corpse blood cloud.

After the three of them jumped onto the corpse blood cloud, the blood mist suddenly rolled, and the blood mist rolled towards them like countless tentacles. Standing on the left side of the pastoral spirit, the old banner in the hands of the Heavenly Daoist was actually a dragon soaring and a phoenix, hanging down the law, blocking the blood mist, Lan Yunzhu standing on the right just snorted, and did not see any movement, the stars lingered, and it was easy to block the blood mist.

They blocked the blood mist, and the pastoral spirit standing in the middle was completely unaffected by the blood mist. In fact, as soon as he jumped onto the blood cloud, the pastor had already closed his eyes, and he measured the distance traveled by the corpse blood cloud in his heart.

Lan Yunzhu and the Heavenly Daoist didn't know what the Pastoral Spirit was doing, but they were also cautious and cautious, not daring to take it lightly, guarding against the rolling blood mist.

The three of them rode the corpse blood cloud into the distance, and at the same time, the corpse blood cloud floating into the distance was not the only one of them, and the corpse blood cloud lined up in a long line, like a river of blood flowing in this vast void. I don't know how long this long blood cloud like a river of blood has been floating, when it floats to a certain position, one after another corpse blood clouds actually began to separate, and each corpse blood cloud drifted in a different direction! From here, all the corpse blood clouds began to disperse, and each corpse blood cloud had its own direction, and for a while, one by one, the corpse blood clouds were like a flat boat in the vast sea, floating in all directions of the sea.

The direction in which the corpse blood cloud fluttered was beyond the influence of the monks riding on it, no matter how against the sky and no matter how invincible it was, it could not change the direction of the corpse blood cloud. Seeing that the corpse blood clouds were scattered, and each corpse blood cloud floated in different directions, at this time, Lan Yunzhu understood why Mu Ling chose a corpse blood cloud for the Xuanqi River.

"It turns out that this cloud of corpse blood does not float to the same place. Seeing the corpse blood cloud that the three of them were riding floating in a completely unknown direction, the Heavenly Daoist couldn't help but mutter.

At this time, there were no other corpse blood clouds around them, only them, a corpse blood cloud, floating in the vast void, which was like a small boat floating in the vast sea, and people couldn't help but worry about when a huge wave would hit.

"Of course it won't be the same place, every corpse blood cloud has a foothold, each foothold is different, and each foothold is your creation. Whether this is a good start or a bad start depends on whether the choice is right for the corpse blood cloud. The shepherd closed his eyes and silently measured the distance that the corpse blood cloud had drifted by.