Chen Shaofan held the blood-colored longbow in his hand and kept shooting arrows, and each arrow accurately hit the place where the blood patterns on the blood-colored monster's body were located, killing with one arrow!

Half an hour later, he had walked three hundred steps across the pontoon bridge. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

An hour later, he had walked six hundred steps across the pontoon bridge.

Two hours later, he had walked 1,200 steps across the pontoon.

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On the suspended pontoon bridge, the drunken Qinglou, who was walking and stopping, watched Chen Shaofan's figure disappear into the blood-filled sky, and couldn't help but say to himself freely: "If Chen Shaofan is not dead, he will definitely be able to reach the peak of martial arts one day and become a supreme existence!

......

I don't know how long it has been, and I don't know how many blood-colored monsters have been killed, Chen Shaofan finally saw that in the sky ahead, there was a dark red river, and on the other side of the river stood a huge and incomparably huge altar that looked like a huge mountain.

This altar is in the shape of a pyramid, large at the bottom and small at the top, and the whole body is blood-red, as if it has just been fished out of the sea of blood! The altar is carved with dense blood-colored mysterious inscriptions, each of which seems to have life and contains endless mysteries!

Chen Shaofan guessed that this magnificent blood-colored altar was the altar of the Killing Dao!

Even though he was still some distance from the altar, he was already feeling a great pressure coming from the altar, making him feel oppressed.

At the same time, there was a monstrous murderous aura permeating, this murderous aura was so thick that it seemed to turn into an entity, and there was a rushing smell of blood wafting through the sky.

At this moment, Chen Shaofan's body had become very dim, and he had gone all the way to kill the blood-colored monsters and resist the mysterious power from the pontoon bridge that made people fall into madness, so that his divine power, will power, and divine power were consumed a lot.

"Soon, it won't be long before I can step on the Killing Dao Divine Altar and obtain the Killing Dao Martial Dao!" his eyes flashed with determination, and he continued to stride forward.

An hour later.

Chen Shaofan walked to the end of the suspended pontoon bridge, stood by the river, and stepped on the hard, blood-colored earth.

He couldn't help but feel a slight palpitation when he looked at the blood river in front of him, the width of the blood river was about a hundred zhang, and the water in the river was surging and roaring, and from time to time a hideous-looking blood-colored water monster poked its head out, opened its mouth to reveal its sharp teeth, and roared at him standing on the shore.

Chen Shaofan looked at these water monsters, withdrew his gaze, looked up at the blood-colored altar standing on the other side of the blood river, felt its powerful coercion, and his heart was full of yearning, once he comprehended the killing martial arts, he would be able to break the shackles, give birth to a martial soul, and enter the powerful martial soul realm!

As a result, he was able to defeat the demons of the Xiluo Branch Hall of the Blood Luo Hall such as Aolai, and rescue his mother, brother, and Ling'er.

Chen Shaofan thought of this, and he was anxious in his heart: his mother and brother were being threatened by the demons, and they could have the power of their lives at any time.

He was ready to immediately wade across the river and walk towards the Killing Dao Altar.

At this moment, Chen Shaofan's body, which was transformed by the power of dark golden divine thoughts, willpower, and divine power, had become dim and became more and more illusory, much lighter than its original form. Obviously, his power such as the power of divine thoughts was consumed in large quantities.

He took a deep breath, pulled the blood-colored bow, aimed at the blood patterns on the few blood-colored monsters closest to him, released the bowstring, pulled the bow again, and released the bowstring again......

"Buzz", "Buzz", "Buzz"

Blood-colored arrows of light flew out, hitting the blood-colored monsters in the river.

"Roar"

"Bang"

The Scarlet Monster let out a terrible roar, and its flesh exploded, turning into puffs of green smoke and vanishing without a trace.

Seeing this, Chen Shaofan held the blood-colored long sword in one hand, held the big bow in the other, pulled the bowstring with his teeth, and walked quickly towards the blood river, ready to wade across the river.

As soon as his foot stepped into the river of blood, he felt a sharp pain coming.

"Sneer"

A trace of black smoke rose from Chen Shaofan's feet, and his feet were melting little by little.

Seeing this, he couldn't help but scold: "Your sister, didn't you say that you can reach the Killing Dao Altar by hanging the pontoon? Now not only has the blood river appeared, but also the water monster, and this blood river water also has a corrosive effect!"

Chen Shaofan's scolding was not heeded by others, but it attracted several hideous water monsters to rush towards him with murderous energy.

He didn't care about scolding, he held the bow in one hand and pulled the bowstring with his teeth to shoot the monster, and with the other he brandished the blood-colored sword in his hand to kill the monster in close proximity.

At the same time, Chen Shaofan had to endure the heart-rending corrosive pain, and walked towards the place where the Killing Dao Altar was located on the other side of the Blood River.

He clearly knew that if he stayed in this blood river for a long time and was not killed by the water monster, he would be corrupted by the blood river and turned into blood directly!

Chen Shaofan killed the water monster all the way, all the way forward, walking and walking, his feet had been completely corroded by the blood river water, and only his thighs and calves remained.

He gritted his teeth and continued to slay the water monster as he continued to walk......

At this moment, the pain that Chen Shaofan endured was unimaginable to ordinary people, but he still moved forward.

In his heart, there was only one obsession - even if his legs were melted and only his hands were left, he would climb to the other side of the Blood River, climb to the Killing Dao Altar, and obtain the Killing Dao Martial Dao.

With the passage of time, Chen Shaofan's body became more and more virtual, his calves had completely dissolved, his thighs had also been dissolved by half, his upper body sank into the water, and only one head was exposed.

Holding the blood sword in one hand, he kept swinging and slashing the water monsters in close proximity, and with the other hand, he assisted his thighs to support his body and "walked" towards the riverbank......

I don't know how long time passed, Chen Shaofan finally waded through the blood-colored river and "stood" in front of the magnificent blood-colored altar on the riverbank.

In front of him, there was a blood-colored stone staircase that led to the top of the altar.

Facing the majestic Killing Dao Altar, he felt a huge oppressive force and smelled monstrous blood.

At this moment, Chen Shaofan's lower body has completely dissolved, and only one arm with five fingers lost and covered with corrosion marks is left in the upper body, a small half of the mutilated body and a head that is also covered with corrosion marks.

There was only a faint shadow left in his figure.

"Lucky descendant, you have successfully reached the Killing Dao Altar, to be exact, the first layer of the Killing Dao Altar. If you follow this blood-colored stone staircase to the top, you will be able to comprehend the way of killing. If your comprehension is strong enough, you will be able to successfully comprehend one or both of the five forms of killing! If your comprehension is not enough, you can only leave unfortunately!"

At this moment, the voice that seemed to come from ancient times with endless vicissitudes sounded again.

When Chen Shaofan heard this, he didn't say anything, so he used the last remaining arm covered with scars, with a broken body, towards the blood-colored stone steps, and crawled up the difficult and stubborn step by step......

In his heart, there was only one thought: to obtain the inheritance of the Killing Dao and save his loved ones!