The old king from Haoran Academy smiled bitterly, very depressed!

He carried an incomparably powerful magic soldier, which was a piece of cloth, stained with blood, flowing in a vein, and revealing a red like red agate in the crystal, which was very strange!

It is said that Haoran Academy is very old.

At that time, some of the descendants of Mencius escaped the troubled times of the First Emperor, so they survived and established Haoran Academy.

There have always been rumors in the outside world that there are several extremely powerful magic weapons hidden in Haoran Academy, which are very ancient and related to Mencius.

Historically, it has acted too uprightly, and Haoran College has suffered several catastrophes and is about to be destroyed.

But there are always people who burn themselves, turn into heaven and earth, and hold magic soldiers in the light and mist, generously go to death to repel the incoming enemy.

For countless years, these soldiers have never left Haoran Academy.

But this time it's different!

What the old king held in his hand was one of them, which was stained with Mencius's forbidden blood and contained his thoughts.

Bright red and dazzling, crystal clear and transparent, the blood on this cloth silk has not dried up!

The crimson glow gushed out, swirling with dazzling colors, and it was faintly hidden in mid-air, forming an illusory and vague figure.

Meng Sheng's blood actually began to revive on its own!

Could it be that the one who was worn in the center of the altar just now, and finally turned into the soul origin substance of the heavens, was really the remnant soul of Confucius!"

His hands were trembling, and the old king's eyes widened in disbelief.

"What's next?"

Zhao Tian asked, staring at the golden crab in front of him, he felt that the current situation was quite bad, too dangerous!

"I don't know!"

In the face of the inquiry, the river crab beast was quite a single person and answered directly.

"My responsibility is to protect the altar, and I don't care about the rest!"

Zhao Tian opened his mouth, he didn't know what he was talking about, he just turned around and left, after all, the other party looked like a matter of course, and Zhao Tian didn't know what to say!

"To understand, he is not yet two months old. ”

Wang Ke's big eyes blinked, and his flaming red lips hooked up a very sexy arc.

No matter how much she smiled, there was obvious teasing!

Then, Wang Ke glared at Zhao Tian and said, "Otherwise, your dead bird can abduct the river crab beast so easily?"

Zhao Tian shook his head, wanting to vomit blood, the other party's words were too easy to make people ambiguous!

"She's talking about the parrot, which I guess raised. ”

Zhao Tian explained, pointing to Xiaohong in the air of the altar, trying to dispel the thoughts of the people around him.

Oh!

Everyone laughed strangely, their eyes were strange, and they looked like they believed that you had a ghost.

"Brother, we all get it. ”

Patting Zhao Tian on the shoulder, Li said with a wild smile.

The corners of his mouth twitched, but Zhao Tian was not angry.

He knew that under the current situation, everyone was besieged here, and there was no hope of breaking through, and the pressure was quite high.

Inside the sea of flames, the light is brilliant and the dark waves are turbulent.

Flames of various colors mingled with each other, rising or falling, chaotic and blank.

There was once a strong man who wanted to go to the bottom of the sea of flames and understand the origin of those humanoid creatures.

But they all failed, they couldn't find the direction, everything was turned upside down and became chaotic, plus here, there was a field, which blocked the life consciousness of the strong and could not sense the direction.

Eventually, these powerhouses will be affected by an inexplicable force and unconsciously return to the surface of the Sea of Flames.

But at this moment, there was a person at the bottom of the flames.

It was a man with a long figure, his hair scattered, his roots shining, and his skin warm, like a woman's.

Zhu Xi walked on the bottom of the flames, his eyes were bright, dazzling and dazzling.

Around his body, there is light and swirling, and the golden silk threads are vertical and horizontal, complex and mysterious, which makes people feel unpredictable.

Humanoid creatures, pitch-black and scarlet, swept past them without the slightest reaction.

As if Zhu Xi, who was close at hand, did not exist.

"That's a lot of money!"

Hundreds of meters away from the bottom of the altar, Zhu Xi stopped and exclaimed.

Smiling slightly, Zhu Xi was very confident, in his calculations, this would be the biggest opportunity.

As the world's pride, Zhu Xi is quite conceited, and he doesn't care about the strong people above him.

In Zhu Xi's eyes, those people can't be compared with himself at all, even if they are also kings, he can raise his hand to suppress them as soon as he is sure.

The only people who can compete with themselves are those who are also the pride of the world!

Closing his eyes and waiting quietly, Zhu Xi did not exude the slightest breath outward, as if he did not exist!

A black light, coming from the outside world, pierced through the mist and disappeared into the tumbling sea of flames.

It's so fast! Like a dark bolt of lightning, so fast that no one can see it.

The black light went all the way down, straight to the bottom of the sea of flames.

The black light dissipated, and a pitch-black vortex appeared at the bottom of the sea of flames, constantly spinning.

With the Yin soldiers and ghosts above, more and more people died, and the breath of death, glowing gray and white, swirled in darkness, gathered from all directions, pouring into the dark whirlpool.

One by one, the symbols were lit up one by one, ghostly, filled with gray-black twilight.

I don't know how long it took, but finally the entire surface of the vortex was covered with those ancient runes.

The next moment, the vortex burst open, bursting out with an incomparably dim light, carrying death and ominousness, rapidly spreading in all directions.

Wherever the dark light passes, everything decays, life disappears, and all bright colors fade.

It was as if the never-ending flames were extinguished, the earth with a strange luster gradually deserted, and the humanoids also inexplicably froze and began to crumble little by little.

It's terrifying! This land seems to have fallen into death, and there is no longer the slightest vitality, and the gloomy atmosphere is full of ghosts!

The Netherworld has inherited part of the inheritance of the underworld, all kinds of means, weird and terrifying, extremely powerful!

The Black Vortex is a seed that contains the power of the most primordial ghosts and gods, which can be transformed into a place into a true realm of death, the Nine Nether Lands.

This is not temporary, as long as some corresponding fields are arranged at the end, the entire underworld transformed by the black vortex can no longer be reversed and returned to normal.

In fact, an old ghost in the Netherworld who didn't know how long he had lived once said that whether it was the Netherworld in the east, the Nine Netherworlds, or the Hell Abyss in the west, they were actually normal worlds at first, and mortals could survive.

However, it was transformed into a world full of death.

And the reason for this change is this black vortex!

Of course, this black vortex at the bottom of the Ocean of Flames definitely doesn't have that terrifying power.

You must know that in today's heaven and earth environment, many treasures and treasures have become extinct, and although the secluded domain is ancient, it can only be replaced by some things, so that the dead underworld that can be formed by the black vortex is only a radius of dozens of kilometers.