"It's you, can you succeed in this move!" In the world of ice and snow, Mu Yetong stared at a rather magnificent ice wall with a solemn face, which was inlaid on the ice cliff dozens of meters high, summoned the Yuan Sword, and slashed straight up.

He knew he couldn't hesitate any longer.

If you hesitate any longer, others may be in danger of dying.

Although the illusion realm in the Xuanmu Enchantment is just a simple illusion array-like existence, it is too real and too huge, so that all monks who don't understand the formation can get lost in it and encounter great dangers.

In fact, before leaving, if it weren't for Master Murong Long's private advice, saying that the foundation in this illusory world is not far from the vicinity of each foothold, and it may turn into various forms of existence, ice sculptures, walls, pits, pillars, and even a glacier, as long as it is broken, this illusory world will be broken in half.

However, without establishing its foundation, it must not act rashly, otherwise it may give rise to the danger of great change.

Burst!

With a single slash, like cutting tofu, a crack suddenly appeared in the magnificent ice wall, and it broke!

Whoa!

Then the crack spread, growing bigger and bigger, piercing the entire ice wall, and before it could survive a breath, it shattered, shattering into many pieces like a mirror, and fell from the high ice wall with a crisp ding-dong sound.

At this moment, Muye Tong was very solemn and nervous.

But after two breaths, he found that the sword did not cause any other danger, which means that he had chosen the right one.

"It's done!" Mu Yetong recalled the Yuan Sword, with a hint of anticipation in his heart. "I wonder who will break the other foundation of the Dao?"

An hour of searching, identifying, and finally determining this place. He suffered a lot in his heart. After all, it is too late to break the foundation of this illusory world. One more monk could die in one of them, and that's no joke.

The famous Xuanbing Cave is located. If you get lost in it after entering, it is likely to become an ice sculpture, and even the body and soul will die, and on the other side, the Mother of Ten Thousand Trees is also a strange existence.

It seems to represent a super-powerful vitality, but here, too, there is danger.

If there is any kind of existence that can survive normally in the Xuanbing Cave, it is none other than the Mother of Ten Thousand Trees and the various plants under its protection. It's just that the plants under these shelters grow too extraordinary, or they are huge. Either like a demon or a trap, and if the monk walks in it unguardedly, he may die.

For example, the devil vine with countless thick rattans is like a powerful demon beast that is elusive. Although the Devil Vine is not a demon beast, it is very hidden, usually lurking underground, like a dryad with no intelligence, but only the instinct to devour, the thick and long rattan is full of sharp thorns. It can penetrate the monk's general defenses, and at the same time, it is difficult to cut through the sword qi attack of the Tsukiji monk.

Not only that, but it can secrete some super corrosive liquids. In a short period of time, the monk can be reduced to a puddle of slime, which can then be absorbed.

Therefore, even a half-step Jindan monk would be extremely jealous.

Reputedly. In ancient times, the more powerful devil vine could directly devour the Jindan real person. The thick rattan in the sky waved out. It's just obscured.

And dangerous plants like devil vines may not be uncommon here.

Makino Tong knew this. It was mainly the information he got from Murong Long. If it weren't for that, he had only heard about the efficacy of the Ten Thousand Souls Blood Pool before, but he had no idea about its existence.

Speaking of which, he was also a little aggrieved.

Although Zhilu Dao may have been in danger all the way when looking for the Ten Thousand Souls Blood Pool, but when he entered the space where the Ten Thousand Souls Blood Pool was located, he still faced such a level, which made people irritable.

"I hope you don't act rashly, this time there will be no more deaths!" Makino Tong was worried.

At this moment, lightning suddenly appeared in the sky overhead, and the rumbling sound was endless.

"Well, what's going on?" Makino Tong was shocked and a little uneasy.

Because under the ravages of the lightning, the sky seemed to be torn apart, and cracks appeared, spreading from the top of the head in all directions, and the sky seemed to be broken.

Even, the Ice and Snow World on the ground began to shatter. Crunch, one after another huge and deep cracks tore open on the ice, and under the boom, some mountain peaks actually collapsed, which was like the end of the world, thrilling.

But in the face of such a dangerous situation, Muye Tong was overjoyed, and a thought jumped into his mind.

"The foundation on the other side has been broken? It's great that we can finally get out!"

This miraculous illusion is shattered, and it is simply a big deal.

This world is like being blown by a gust of wind, blowing everything away, and at the same time, Mu Yetong has a flower in front of his eyes, and he has already come out of this ice and snow world.

It's just that, immediately after, his feet were empty, and it seemed that his body was about to fall, and he hurriedly summoned a flying sword to step on.

As a half-step Jindan monk, Makino can also fly short distances. Even here, he actually succeeded, standing in the air, and then looking around.

Plop!

Plop!

Plop!

The next breath, a few exclamations and several sounds of falling water came from below.

"Ah, what the hell is this place?" This was the impatient voice of Hong Boran, the third junior brother of Muye Tong, who was still alive.

"Poof, damn it, what the hell is going on, I almost died!" a man came out of the water, spit out a mouthful of water, and shouted with palpitations, this is Boao.

"You are all alive?!Where is this?" This was Lin Feng's voice, full of surprise, he finally saw the living. It is also like the impatience of Boao, an evenly matched opponent, a person in a strange place, calling the heavens and the earth unspiritual, and no one has spoken, can suffocate people crazy.

"Brother Bo!" another person spoke, but it was Ji Feng, who was lucky enough to survive, his eyes were red, and seeing his companions and surviving made his heart full of joy for the rest of his life.

Under the avalanche, he fled all the way in the ice valley, and actually persevered until the moment of the collapse of the illusion, so that he was saved.

"Brother Lin!" There was also a female cultivator who had built the eighth layer of perfection, and her face was pale. I was pleasantly surprised to look at the forest wind floating in the water, a little affectionate.

"Zhang Weidong. You are still alive!" Suddenly, Hong Boran saw a scene that made him extremely angry. In the water not far away, a man and a woman were poking out of the water, breathing heavily, it was Zhang Weidong and Zhao Lin.

Hong Boran's eyes were red, and he felt indescribably depressed.

There were only seven people here, but no one else poked out of the water!

Obviously, the seventeen people who passed through the light gate have now lost a lot of personnel.

And escaping from being lost and returning to the real world, Zhang Weidong's heart collapsed. I couldn't help but exhale secretly, and my heart was excited.

The books in the first study were right, and they didn't disappoint him. It's just that I don't know who broke the foundation of the other half of the illusion world?

Perhaps, some of them knew the existence of the Dao Illusion Realm, so they could successfully destroy it, otherwise, everyone would definitely not be able to come out so quickly.

Zhao Lin was also surprised, and grabbed Zhang Weidong's arm tightly.

How wonderful it is to hear other people's voices again. Obviously. She finally convinced Zhang Weidong's judgment, and subconsciously felt that it was safer to stay by his side.

However, the two had not yet had time to speak. I heard an obnoxious voice.

Hong Boran!

Zhang Weidong frowned, turned his head to look, but saw the water more than ten meters away. Hong Boran stared at them viciously, and his killing intent was not concealed at all.

"The surname is Hong. Why, are you restless again? I knew that Lu Dao should have killed all your dog's legs last time!" Zhang Weidong couldn't help but sneer.

"You're looking for death!" Hong Boran's face trembled. Anger soared.

The last time he lost so many subordinates, he almost hollowed out his foundation, which was his great shame.

"Do you have the courage to do it?" Zhang Weidong was not afraid at all and said disdainfully.

"Ha, I don't dare, I'll kill both of you today, see who can save you this time!" Hong Bairan smiled fiercely, with an extra Yuan Sword in his hand, he was about to make a move.

Although there are four people next to him, none of them are weaker than him, but these four people have nothing to do with Zhang Weidong, so naturally they will not intervene without trouble.

Sure enough, the others just watched coldly and didn't mean to make a move. Even, they will see the fate of Zhang Weidong and Zhao Lin being killed. They had absolutely no affection for the two friars who had taken up the places of the others.

"Come on, grandpa is afraid that your turtle grandson will not succeed?" Zhang Weidong was unforgiving, and scolded directly, his eyes were also full of provocation.

"Enough!" At this time, a loud shout came from overhead, which stunned everyone and hurriedly looked up.

In the air, Shigee Crane and Makino Tong descended with their swords, standing ten meters above the water, looking down with gloomy faces.

"Ah, senior brother, you're also there—" Hong Boran's face changed greatly, and he hurriedly came down and smiled.

He didn't even notice it!

The others estimated that it was similar, and after losing their divine sense, they didn't think of the scene in the air at all.

Mu Yetong snorted coldly, glanced at him, glanced at Zhang Weidong again, and said in a deep voice: "This time there are forty people, and now there are only nine of us left, and the rest may be dead, so no one of you is allowed to seek personal revenge here! If anyone dares to do it, don't blame me for not being merciful!"

On the water, everyone felt cold and panicked when they heard this.

This panic was not only the warning of the Makinotong, but also the cruel fear of this trip to the Ten Thousand Souls Blood Pool.

Forty monks, except for Zhang Weidong and Zhao Lin, the rest are all above the late stage of the eighth layer of foundation building, and now there are only nine people left, are the thirty-one people all dead?

Think about it, there is a giant toothed lion in the middle stage of the demon king behind him, not to mention them, even Ouyang Zhenren and Fairy Suyue estimated that they would have to turn around and flee when they saw it, not to mention the others. And here, as soon as they came in, they actually encountered the phantom array, and things were too unsmooth along the way.

Chongjianghe didn't speak, but when he saw Zhang Weidong and Zhao Lin, there was surprise in his eyes.

After dying so many high-level foundation building monks, it was indeed not easy for Zhang Weidong and Zhao Lin to survive.

This time, Chongjiang Crane almost said goodbye. The reason is that he doesn't know enough about the Ten Thousand Souls Blood Pool, and he is not as good as Muye Tong. But fortunately, he was super strong and calm enough in the face of things, so he finally got out of the illusion safely.

"Senior brother, where are we now?" Hong Boran didn't dare to fight with Zhang Weidong anymore, and in this unknown environment, he had to make up for his relationship with Muye Tong.

He knew that Muye Tong looked down on him. However, there is a relationship between brothers and sisters. Even if Muye Tong is unwilling, he will take care of him.

"In the lake!" said Makinoto, looking around. His brow furrowed slightly.

There was a faint mist everywhere here, and the divine consciousness was pressed into the sea of consciousness and was useless, and he couldn't even stretch his sight far, let alone what was around the road.

Within a radius of one or two miles, all everyone saw was water, and the water surface was extremely calm, and the area seemed to be not small.

"Lake?"

"Is there an island in the lake, and where is the shore?"

"Is there any danger in the lake?"

Danger in the lake?

When they said this, they were afraid that there would be any movement under their feet in the water.

They can't resist the sword. Can't even tread the waves, so they can only float and sink in the water, like a landlubber into the water, and their strength is greatly reduced.

"Senior brother, there won't be any danger in this lake, right?" Zhao Lin asked in a low voice.

Here, she can't do it either, and she is very helpless.

"It's okay!" Zhang Weidong said lightly.

"Is it really okay?"

"Senior sister, don't worry, the illusion world is gone, everything here is real. I haven't heard that there are demon beasts in the blood pool of all souls—"

"That's good! However, it's not a way to soak in the water like this, are we looking for a shore?" Zhao Lin breathed a sigh of relief.

At this moment, what Zhang Weidong said. She'd love to believe it. Intuitively, she felt that Zhang Weidong should know a lot about the Ten Thousand Souls Blood Pool, but he didn't say some things. But. It's okay if you don't say it, as long as you lead the way.

And set foot on land. She felt relieved.

"There will be any!" Zhang Weidong glanced up at the two people above and said absentmindedly.

And in the air. Makino Tong and Shigee Tsuru were talking.

"Brother Great, it seems that we have found the Ten Thousand Souls Blood Pool!" said Muye Tong.

Chongjiang Crane also nodded lightly, looked at everything in front of him, and said, "If the conversation is good, this lake is where the Ten Thousand Souls Blood Pool is located-"

"Yes, this lake may be the Ten Thousand Soul Blood Pool, but if you want to find the location of the essence blood, you have to find it again!"

"Let's do our best!"

"Ha Luha, that's it!"

The two tacitly talked, looked at each other and smiled, faintly competitive.

Below, everyone was stunned for a while, and then there was a burst of enthusiasm.

"Is this the Blood Pool of All Souls? There is a lake as big as that?"

Everyone asked themselves this question, and they were very surprised.

However, Makino Tong and Shigee Tsuru should not lie to them.

The only difference is that the Ten Thousand Soul Blood Pool and the Essence Blood are not the same concept. Even if this lake carries the Ten Thousand Soul Blood Pool, everyone has to continue to look for where the essence blood is.

The crowd was eager to find it right away.

Naturally, the first monk to find the blood pool will probably get more benefits.

Soon, Mu Yetong rushed to the people below: "Everyone understands, there should be no danger here, but the essence blood can't be all over the lake, so you have to find it yourself!"

After saying this, Muyetong turned his head to Chongjiang Crane and invited, "Brother Chong, see you in a while?"

"See you in a moment!" Shigee nodded his head.

The two of them didn't waste any more time, the flying sword under their feet turned, each chose a direction, flew in the opposite direction, and disappeared into the fog in the blink of an eye.

"Let's go too!" The people below were also anxious for a while.

"Hey, don't go yet, how fast you can swim like this, I have exactly two planks here!"

"Planks as a boat, good way! Enough for two people!"

"I have a thousand-year-old turtle shell here, which can only carry one person, Ha Luha, I'm sorry, I'll go first!"

"Hmph, I have a wooden table, and the table top is enough!"

"I have a chair, and I dismantle it—"

In the blink of an eye, Boao, Lin Feng, Hong Boran, Ji Feng, and Yu Ping each used their talents, floated on the water, and left quickly. Their methods are several times faster than swimming, and they are more at ease.

Here, only Zhang Weidong and Zhao Lin are left.

"Senior brother, what should I do? I don't have these props, do you have them?" Zhao Lin watched everyone show their magical powers, and was suddenly dumbfounded and anxious.

Zhang Weidong smiled slightly, but he was not in a hurry, and with a wave of his hand, a three-meter-long beautiful wooden boat floated on the surface of the lake, and the two wooden pulps on the boat were in the water on both sides. One person can control it, and this is a product from the outside world.

Zhang Weidong was a little proud. The heart said, buddy has prepared a lot of things in the outside world. He also has two more of these boats. The Lingfu is big enough, and the Linglong Valley is not small, enough to load a lot of supplies.

Obviously, Zhao Lin was taken aback again.

"Senior sister, don't be stunned, hurry up and get on the boat!"

"Ah, junior brother, have you been prepared? This wooden boat is so weird!"

"Hey, hey!"

"Let's go!" Zhang Weidong did not refuse. Sitting directly in the driver's seat, skillfully swinging the oars, the boat flew straight out like an arrow, except that it was not as fast as the sword speed of Shigee Crane and Makino Tong, but it was better than the others.

Zhao Lin sat at the stern of the boat, leisurely, and could enjoy the beautiful scenery in the water. Of course, if there is no light fog around.

"Senior brother, how big do you think this lake is?"

"It's not small!"

"How do you know that the road is not small?"

"Senior sister. This is the space formed by the Xuanmu Enchantment, it can't be too small!"

"Oh-"

Obviously, Zhao Lin still had no idea what the Xuanmu Enchantment was. A blank face.

According to Zhang Weidong's understanding, in this Xuanmu Enchantment, there is a Xuanbing Cave and the 'Hope Giant Tree' of the Mother of Ten Thousand Trees. Extreme cold, endless vitality is absolutely not lacking. Now there is a lake, and there is not the slightest cold.

This is obviously another case.

Just as Makino Tong and Shigee Tsuru guessed. This lake may be home to the pool of all souls, and the true blood of all souls. Obviously, it can't be all over the lake, it can only exist in one of them, and Zhang Weidong also thinks that this judgment is correct.

But this requires everyone to rely on their luck to see who finds it first.

However, Zhang Weidong additionally learned that there were other existences here. For example, a warm spring.

There is a warm spring, which meets with the ice to form this lake.

Of course, the formation of the warm springs or lakes is not the point. Extremely cold and extremely hot communication, this environment is too special and rare, and it is easy to form special natural treasures.

For the heavenly and earthly treasure medicinal materials, Zhang Weidong naturally likes them.

Therefore, it is important to find the blood pool of the Ten Thousand Souls, but it is also important to have additional encounters.

Who knows, five days have passed in a flash, and the two have not met anyone else, nor have they found any Ten Thousand Soul Blood Pool.

The lake was ridiculously large, and the boats were speeding across the lake, walking in a straight line, and still not seeing where the shore was, nor any islands.

Zhao Lin was a little drowsy and bored.

Although the vitality in this space is also very abundant, however, this is not the time to cultivate, and she is not in the mood to cultivate, so she can only persevere.

Zhang Weidong was in good spirits, not tired at all, the oars gently fluctuated the surface of the lake, and the small wooden boat moved forward leisurely and quickly, passing through the fog that was getting thicker and thicker.

In the past few days, he has only spent some foundation building true qi to row, but the independent operation of "Da Luo Jue" has not only replenished this consumption, but also refined his true qi one step further, which is equivalent to his single-minded dual-use, and he is still slowly cultivating.

The true qi of the foundation can be more refined, and the divine consciousness can also continue to grow under the passive operation of the "Forging Divine Formula", developing towards strength, limit, and perfection.

So in the short term, his mind was spent nothing.

In such a situation, even if he is allowed to row for a year and a half, it is estimated that he will not be too tired.

Another day came, Zhao Lin stretched her waist, yawned slightly, and opened her beautiful eyes to browse around.

She had just slept a little, and although it was not as good as the bed, it was much better than boring.

"Senior brother, why don't I help you row for a while?" Zhao Lin saw that Zhang Weidong was still rowing intently, stopping from time to time, pondering something, she didn't seem to have rested, she was a little embarrassed.

Zhang Weidong didn't look back and said, "Senior sister, I'm not tired, don't need it!"

"Oh, where are we now? This lake is so big, and there is not even a reference!" Zhao Lin saw that he insisted on this, hesitated and didn't force it, then changed the topic, and said with some sadness. "I didn't expect to get out of the illusion world, and there is still so much trouble to find the Ten Thousand Soul Blood Pool, is this called a good thing and a lot of grinding-"

"Senior sister, according to my estimate, originally out of the illusion realm, the Ten Thousand Souls Blood Pool was easy to find, and there would be no other twists and turns, but now there are other changes, and this lake was born, and so much mist has appeared, which increases the difficulty of finding!"

"Besides, the reference, it's just that you haven't found it, senior sister, it's always there!"

"Really?"

"Senior sister, what is the difference between the fog and the surrounding temperature?"

"The fog has changed a little bit other than it is thicker and the temperature is a little higher, right?" Zhao Lin wondered.

Indeed, the original line of sight of everyone could stretch for two miles, but a few days have passed, and with Zhang Weidong's purposeful search, the fog here has become more than ten times thicker, and the line of sight is less than ten meters.

Zhang Weidong said excitedly: "Yes, the fog is thicker and the temperature is higher, this is the reference! In the past few days, we have been moving in this direction, and it should be almost there!"

"Ah, it's almost there, then hurry up, or don't let the others get ahead of the curve!" Zhao Lin's hazy sleepiness flew away, and he hurriedly urged.

Is the Ten Thousand Soul Blood Pool just ahead?

Her heart was in a hurry.

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There will be a second watch later in the evening, but friends who can't wait will watch the second watch tomorrow. Yesterday was a bit busy, and I have to make up for it today, Alexander. (To be continued.) )