The heaven and earth of the Heavenly Blood Pool are still bloody.

The bright red flames that burned were still bright red.

On the ancient gossip-shaped altar, the dotted traces of ancient monuments are still intertwined and chaotic.

There are a few more ancient dried corpses on the altar, and I don't know where they came from, nor what they are going to be sacrificed to.

In this world, every moment, there are many doubts that arise, and many doubts that can be answered.

It's just that there are not many monks who are fortunate enough to know about this scene.

The void inexplicably produced an unknown shock, and by the ancient altar, a black-robed figure standing still like a statue gradually moved a little more, as if it had gotten rid of that sense of stiffness.

Then, his whole body was bathed in a warm halo like jade, and his whole body began to exude a faint imperial blood.

Gradually, he was bathed in the breath of emperor blood, and the whole person seemed to be awakened from the endless abyss, and seemed to be able to escape from the endless calamity.

"Whew-"

A faint breath of blood erupted, and the black-robed figure opened his eyes.

But what kind of eyes should those eyes be?

It was a pair of back-to-basics eyes, a pair of ignorant and innocent eyes, and a pair of eyes that combined confusion and wisdom.

These eyes are full of all kinds of natural contradictions.

It's like it's impossible to coexist with the light and darkness of zài, it's like it's impossible to coexist with the cold and warmth of zài, and it's impossible to coexist with zài's righteousness and evil.

This is a pair of eyes with all kinds of conflicts and contradictions of the laws of nature.

But this is just a pair of innocent and ignorant eyes.

These eyes belong to Zhou Yan.

After killing the Blood Eye again, Zhou Yan didn't see the result, because after making the move, he was forcibly separated from the world of the ancestral land and was beaten back to the Heaven Sacrifice Blood Pool.

It's just that the scene is only fleeting, but in the pool of blood, it seems like a century has passed.

After returning, the stiffness of his body for a short time could not even make him move a few points, just like all the qiē were stiffened.

Zhou Yan's heart is calm, not as heartbroken and self-blaming as he was when he saw Yan Yan in the past, nor as happy and excited as in the past.

It seems that all the qiē is no longer relevant to him.

It's an indescribable state of mind.

Zhou Yan thought that after sacrificing the flying sword like jade like this, he would fall in that place.

But he still woke up, and he still didn't die.

He didn't die here, so it can only be said that the situation of Emperor Lei Yan is really bad, and even if he Zhou Yan dies here, Emperor Lei Yan will not be able to come back to life on the throne.

Zhou Yan moved his body, and his bones even made a stiff friction sound, like fried beans, and the bones crackled.

At that moment, Zhou Yan deduced from this, and when he entered the Jade Fox Ancestral Land, the lowest ten years had passed.

Ten years is not a long time in the years of cultivation.

But in such a stormy moment, if there is no progress in ten years, it will definitely be replaced.

However, Zhou Yan also doesn't care anymore. There is no big difference between success and failure, victory and defeat.

Zhou Yan regained the coordination of his body, and then looked at the jade-like flying sword that was still quietly flying around his side, his eyes were slightly frozen, but he quickly stopped paying attention to its characteristics.

Zhou Yan set his eyes on the altar.

The ancient altar was no different from a certain point in the space where he had entered the altar before, and every qiē was like an illusion.

But Zhou Yan, who is well versed in the way of truth and fiction, knows that it will never be an illusion, but a real existence.

Zhou Yan felt the breath of the Jade Fox Clan here again, but he couldn't sense the slightest trace at all, and the wisps of breath that the ancient ancestral land once had already dissipated, as if there had never been such an aura.

And the entry point of the space that I once entered has also been completely decayed and mutilated, and there is no longer zài.

This qiē did not exceed Zhou Yan's expectations, that place was really separated from the Heaven Sacrifice Blood Pool, maybe it would be like an ancient warship, floating between the unknown universe and the world.

"There is no end to cultivation, and the white bones are accumulated and turned into ashes. ”

"The avenue is empty for ten thousand worlds, but the sorrow is not the same as the world. ”

Zhou Yan muttered to himself, but only left a sigh in the air.

It was the only sigh he had, and now he was left in the land of the pool of blood.

The blood is still there, the flames are still there.

Zhou Yan got the news of Yanyan, so he kept his promise and told him about it.

And this time, Zhou Yan turned into a little demon with the blood of the Demon Emperor, and silently left this place of blood sacrifice according to the method he came in at that time.

He appeared inside the mansion in the Netherworld.

However, the Netherworld Blood City is already like a real blood city, full of rotten corpses, and everywhere are dried corpses hanging on bare branches.

It's like clothes that have been dried, and it's like rotting dead wood.

Dead vines, old trees.

Mottled, depressed.

The ancient nature of the entire Netherworld Blood City still exists, but the aura has completely decayed.

The place where Zhou Yan came out was originally the cave mansion of the city lord of Netherworld Blood City, but this cave mansion had long been in ruins, and there were still many corpses lying on it.

The corpses have all been dried, and each of them has a hole in the center of their eyebrows, as if some rebellious beast has sucked their essence and soul from it, leaving a dry rotting corpse.

Zhou Yan was not surprised, nor was he disturbed, he walked step by step among the corpses everywhere, in one of the ruins, at the throne of the former main city, Zhou Yan saw the corpse of the underworld.

There was still blood flowing from the corpse, and his eyes were still open, but he didn't blink to death.

In the center of his eyebrows, like a rat swelling, constantly moving.

Zhou Yan walked over, but suddenly held a jade flying sword, and a sword pierced into the eyebrows of the underworld.

"Squeak-"

A sharp and terrible cry immediately came out, impacting Zhou Yan's soul in an instant, making him like a soul suffering a tearing impact.

However, Zhou Yan's soul had gone through countless soul slashes, and he was already not afraid of any dangerous impact, so under such circumstances, Zhou Yan's sword still stabbed the chaotic thing.

A blood-red rat broke through the eyebrows of Shen Cheng, flew out, and immediately killed Zhou Yan's eyebrows.

Ruyu's flying sword was so good that it didn't even cause any damage to the blood-colored rat.

And it rushed towards Zhou Yan's eyebrows, but Zhou Yan also opened the devouring realm, and used the devouring method of the Emperor Qi Dragon Devouring Divine Technique to devour the sky, and also devoured this blood-colored mouse.

The impact of the rat stopped in an instant, and then the blood shadow flashed, and it was gone.

And on the ground, the corpses of the Underworld gradually dried up, like all the dried corpses.

Zhou Yan was silent, then silently squatted down, stretched out his hand, and covered the dead eyes of Shen Cheng.

"Yanyan, it's okay. It's grown up. ”

Zhou Yan said.

He let go of his hand, and his eyes were closed forever.

The former Netherworld Hall Lord, now the City Lord of Netherworld Blood City, his life has come to an end here.

Zhou Yan dug a space here, buried the underworld, and erected a tombstone for it.

But Zhou Yan did not leave a text.

Therefore, in this life, there is not even a single line of words to describe life.

Raw does not bring.

Death is not taken with you.

Even if you can't let it go, you have to let it go eventually.

Even if you can't give up, you have to give it up after all.

Zhou Yan erected the tomb, and after standing here for a long time, he left alone.

He restored his appearance, because all life here was dead, and there was no point in changing into a little demon.

It's just that when Zhou Yan left the Netherworld Blood City and was about to return to the Ancestral Dragon Domain, preparing to go to the ancient warship to retreat to the Supreme Realm, he saw a familiar person outside the gate of the Netherworld Blood City.

This person is Zhou Wangchen.

It was his father, Zhou Wangchen.

But it's not his father Zhou Wangchen either.

It's just a puppet, a clone.

It was after such a person was carved out of the warship to fight, which affected reality, so such a puppet clone appeared to kill him Zhou Yan.

It's like an inexplicable battle with Hongyu Joe.

Unreal, after all, affects reality.

"Since you have chosen to be the enemy of the mechmen, you should be prepared to die and take action. ”

The puppet clone looked at Zhou Yan and said indifferently.

Zhou Yan remembered that when he was on the ancient warship, he Zhou Yan lost this battle, but Zhou Wangchen did not make a move, but allowed Zhou Yan to kill him at the last moment.

So, what will happen to the war projected in reality?

Zhou Yan pondered, but there was no fluctuation, and he was very calm.

And at that moment, Zhou Wangchen made the first move.

As soon as Zhou Wangchen made a move, Zhou Yan knew that he had not made progress in ten years, but the growth rate of this clone had grown according to the combat power after calculating his growth rate.

Therefore, Zhou Yan is not Zhou Wangchen's opponent at all.

In the first move, Zhou Yan knew the result.

Like the ancient warship, Zhou Yan didn't have any chance of winning.

But he didn't care anymore, and unleashed all his combat power to start a life-and-death battle with the clone Zhou Wangchen.

In this battle, there is no suspense, there has been no progress in ten years, even if he comprehends a trace of detachment, Zhou Yan is not as powerful as this clone.

In the end, Zhou Yan lost.

After being in a near-death state, he only needed a light move, as long as Zhou Yan did not use the flying sword like jade, Zhou Yan would definitely die.

But at this moment, Zhou Wuchen took the sword in his hand, shook his head and sighed, and left.

This scene is a little different from the last Zhou Wangchen in the warship who chose to commit suicide or was killed by Zhou Yan.

It's just that Zhou Yan won't think about it anymore, and this scene didn't have any impact on him.

He lay in the ruins, allowing his body to recover at will, and did not form a formation to protect himself, nor did he worry about the follow-up pursuit, let alone whether it was devoured by blood-colored rats.

In this state, about six days passed.

In about six days, Zhou Yan almost recovered again, but before he could stand up, a woman's figure flew over, stood in the void, and said condescendingly: "I have comprehended part of the immortal way, and I have been looking for you for nearly ten years, this time, you and I will have a life-and-death battle." Hurry up, and after that, our life-and-death battle will start immediately. Between you and me, only one person can survive. ”

The woman's voice was cold and unforgiving.

However, now she has not concealed her appearance and figure, so how similar she is to Ling He at the beginning, even completely alone, without any difference.