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The vast and boundless blood-colored ocean, scarlet blood waves surging in, crashing on the reef and setting off a deafening roar of heaven and earth cracking.

The splashes of blood reflected in the sunlight, reflecting a dazzling light.

It was a sea of dead blood, and the raging waters were red throughout.

A lonely island stands out from the crowd on the blood-colored sea.

As far as the eye can see, the island looks like a huge stone platform, and the sun shines on it, as if it is covered with a layer of glittering broken silver.

An ancient altar sits in the middle of the island, boxy, with stone swords standing around it.

Several huge demon beast corpses were piled up around the altar, and there was a faint terrifying power permeating it. The hideous bones shimmered with a metallic sheen, and some lines appeared on them.

Dozens of figures stood in front of the ancient altar, and an incomparably powerful aura permeated it.

According to the style of its robe, it can be divided into Langya Sect, Sword Pavilion, Tianya Pavilion, Hundred Feet Sect, and Zhuangmeng Pavilion. However, the style of these robes was completely different from the robes of Su Yu and others, and most of their sleeves were embroidered with eye-catching gold ribbons.

"The door of blood refining has been opened, I don't know how many of my Langya Sect disciples will be able to get out of the blood refining space this time!"

Under the warm sun, a thin middle-aged man pursed his lips slightly, and his somewhat fierce gaze swept over the rest of the people, and then fell on a middle-aged man who was also wearing a Langya Sect robe: "Nalan, how many of the disciples of the Langya Sect can survive this time?" The man known as Nalan slowly opened his slightly closed eyes, and a smile flashed on his resolute face:" Elder Liu couldn't guess it, how could I guess it, but I'm sure that my family's Nalan Zi and Nizi will walk out of the blood refining space safe and sound!" Speaking of Nalan Zi, the coldness in the man's eyes faded a lot, revealing a little doting.

"There is the free bodyguard who abandoned the green shirt, where can Nalan Zi's little girl hurt, but as the so-called jade is not cut, the young eagle can only spread its wings to the sky after the baptism of blood!" A gentle smile appeared on the face of the middle-aged man who spoke up earlier.

"Nalan Na Nizi is not as good as Liu Dong, this time entering the blood refining space is just for her to see blood!" The corner of the man's eyes called Nalan looked at the middle-aged man a few meters away without a trace, with a cold expression, and the corners of his mouth raised slightly: "But what makes me a little surprised is that Su Yu will actually enter the blood refining space, and there are groups of demon beasts in the blood refining space, if there is no one to protect him, with Su Luo's strength to enter the Dao Quadruple, I am afraid that it will be nine deaths!"

The man known as Elder Liu also showed a playful smile on his face: "The strength of the four realms of the Dao has stepped into the blood refining space, tsk, this spirit is no less than that of his Lao Tzu Su Ying, sure enough, the tiger father has no dog!"

The playful laughter was tinged with a hint of sarcasm, making the rest of the sects smile and look at the grim middle-aged man with amusement.

This middle-aged man with a cold expression, dressed in black clothes like ink, has a straight body, a straight waist like a gun, and has the potential to support the starry sky, and his sword eyebrows like ink are fierce.

"Nalan Chen, Liu Ziang!" The surging sea breeze seemed to be still at this moment, and the low voice was like a hellish wind, suddenly rising, blasting towards the two middle-aged people who spoke out with monstrous murderous intentions.

Nalan Chen, Liu Ziang, the former is Nalan Zi's father, and the latter is Liu Dong's father.

The corners of Nalan Chen's mouth were cold, and the chill in his eyes gradually condensed on this man's body.

Liu Ziangpi smiled and said: "Elder Bu, as the so-called Ji people have their own heavenly appearance, Su Ying, as Su Ying's son, even if his cultivation is a little poor, but I believe that Su Ying's spirit in the sky will also bless his only flesh and blood, and let him get out of this blood refining gate!"

"Besides, my family's Liu Dong had a good relationship with Su Wei in the past, and in the blood refining space, he will also take proper care of Su Luo!" Liu Ziang didn't seem to notice the man's cold and piercing eyes, and muttered to himself.

"Do you want to continue talking nonsense?" a powerful and incomparable force swept over the man like a storm.

Liu Ziang shrugged helplessly, turned around, and the corner of his eye swept over Nalan Chen's eyes, and there was a smile in both of them.

The people of the other sects also pursed their lips and smiled, looking at this man with a look of drama and abuse, although the strong man's expression was as cold as before, but these people could feel the uneasiness and worry hidden under those deep eyes, is this still the Langya strong man who was stunned by the past and covered the sky with a snap of his fingers? A series of different eyes gathered on the strange altar, the diffuse blood light rendered the sunlight cold, and vaguely a huge door slowly appeared, standing on the altar, the bones of the demon beast seemed to be restored to life at this moment, and the deafening beast roar sounded in the bones without warning, echoing out, hitting the raging scarlet water, setting off a shocking wave.

A gaze as deep as a black hole stared at this blood refining gate that was gradually becoming like a substance, and the man, who was already frightened, thin, and cold, had a rare touch of worry on his cheeks, "Defeated!"

The sound of the crashing waves hovering in the sky, under the sun, the steps were shocking, Liu Ziang, Nalan Chen and others did not move at all, the silence around them was terrible, everyone's eyes did not move, looking forward to the familiar figure walking out of the gate of blood refining, stepping on the altar, and at the other end of the gate of blood refining, it was also terrible to be silent, the sun was in the sky, and the bright sunlight rendered the sky into a poetic beauty that could not be described in words.

The autumn sun can always dispel the cold, but standing on the tired white bones, bathed in the autumn day, Han Cuo has a feeling like being in an ice cellar, his eyes are almost sluggish and stop on the corpse that makes his heart thump and beat faster, this figure is unforgettable in his life, in the past, he always looked up at the storage zài, but now he is lying on the white bones like a dead dog, the scarlet blood is like a sharp blade, inserted into Han Cuo's heart, making Han Cuo break out in a cold sweat.

"Senior Brother Han Cuo!" Several disciples of the Hundred Feet Sect couldn't help but push Han Cuo's shoulder when they saw that Han Cuo was under a spell, as if he had been under a spell, as if he had not moved at all like a stone statue.

Cold sweat ran down his cheeks and fell on his shirt, Han Cuo's throat rolled slightly, and an inexplicable chill came out of his back, almost at this moment, Han Cuo's face turned pale, as if he had seen a ghost, he turned around suddenly, and staggered towards the road he came, but he only took a few steps, and Su Fu's calm voice fluttered out like a breeze, "As long as you take another step forward, the end will be the same as him!"

The calm voice made Han Cuo's body tremble suddenly, and his feet seemed to be tied with lead, and he didn't dare to raise them again.

Such a strange scene made the faces of the rest of the sect disciples change slightly, and almost at the same time, these people's eyes looked in the direction that Han Cuo had been looking at before, and their eyes were also dull, and after half a sound, gasps sprung up like mushrooms after a rain, "Abandon the green shirts, abandon the green shirts are dead?" There was an incredible panic in the trembling voice, and a shocked look quietly appeared on the faces of these people.

"Su Su, we have no grievances with you, and we have never participated in the grievances between you and Langya Sect!" "Gritting his teeth slightly, Han Cuo turned around with difficulty, his eyes stared at Su Su, who was standing in the sun, dusty like an immortal, the scarlet bloody clothes were like vermilion pen and ink, embellishing this world of endless bones, suppressing the panic in his heart, Han Cuo pretended to be calm and said: "Even if Xiao Wenruo and they lead the crowd to hunt you down, we will not go in!"

"I hope you can let us step into the blood refining gate and let us leave this damn blood refining space, and in return, we can hand over some of the medicinal materials obtained in the blood refining space to you!" Han Cuo stared at Su Yu without moving, as if he wanted to see something on Su Fu's evil handsome face, and the rest of the sect disciples also spoke out: "Yes, as long as I leave the blood refining space safe and sound, we are willing to hand over some medicinal materials and even martial arts!"

The short silence was instantly overwhelmed by the uproar, and the four sect disciples looked a little excited.

"Let's talk about it when we get to the set!" Slightly closing his eyes, Su Yu could feel the gazes cast around him, with anticipation and begging in his heart, he pursed his lips slightly, and said lightly: "There are still six left!"

Cangyue stood aside lazily and yawned, a light smile appeared on her delicate pretty face, her eyes were lowered, looking at Su Yu, her evil handsome face was smiling like nothing, and the calmness that was inadvertently revealed made people a little addicted.

Han Cuo and the others' faces were cloudy and uncertain, looking at the Blood Refining Gate close to this foot, their eyes were full of unwillingness, but the emaciated blood-colored figure in front of them made them dare not take half a step, and the noise also dissipated, and each brow frowned slightly.

A short silence can always bring people inexplicable oppression, and the incomparably depressed breath permeated everyone's hearts, just after dozens of minutes, the six vigorous figures swept out of the treetops like a spirit monkey, swept over the steep mountains and rocks like a rainbow, and rushed towards Su Yu and others.

These six were Zhuang Mengge's disciples, and their broken clothes couldn't hide the scars all over their bodies.

"Su defeated, the people have arrived, now you can let me wait to enter the door of blood refining!" Han Cuo stepped forward and made his debut.

Hearing this, Su Yu slowly opened his eyes, a faint chill appeared in his dark eyes, holding the bleeding sword, he took a step forward without hesitation, and muttered, "Is it finally here?"

"Well, except for the three of you, all the surviving seventy people are here!" Han Cuo's tone intensified when he said seventy.

Su Wei raised his sword, the cold sword peak pointed at Han Cuo and the others, in the stunned gaze of Han Cuo and others, Su Yu walked forward step by step, at the moment when he was less than one meter away from Han Cuo, Su Fu's sword swept through a piercing sword light, pierced Han Cuo's throat without warning, blood burst out, and the sudden scene made everyone stunned, and then exclaimed: "Su Defeat, you are crazy!"

The cold eyes swept over the stunned faces, and Su Yuyun said lightly: "Fat Dun, Wu Hook, I will clear the field, and you are responsible for the people who try to escape!"

This cold voice made the disciples of the sects change color when they heard it, what was he going to do? Clear the field, and leave all the more than 60 people here to do his own thing?

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