Chapter 417: Baby, Do You Still Think It's Impossible

The Pure Yang Hall is silent.

The clouds and mist are misty, and the air of desolation is pervasive....

Since Song Cheng entered the Qiankun Ding, Zhang Sanyi played a decisive battle, and after the Qiankun Ding rotated for a while, the entire hall became such a fairyland-like appearance, and the Qiankun Ding was also like disappearing, leaving only a faint flood of desolate air to fill the entire hall.

At the right time, only Zhang San and Shi Tingting, a couple in the entire hall, sat on the high platform.

"Chunyang, are you really sure?"

Without outsiders, Shi Tingting was no longer reserved, and asked directly with some doubts.

"Of course there is no absolute certainty, but there are some things you don't understand, such a blood feud, if it is faked by others, Song Cheng's life will be ruined. ”

Zhang San sighed lightly, looked at his wife and shook his head slightly.

"Are you talking about demons?" Shi Tingting was surprised.

"Yes. ”

Zhang San nodded: "Song Cheng is a good person, he values righteousness and knows loyalty, I want to cultivate him well, but if his heart knot is not removed, his future achievements will be limited after all..."

"But their strength is different..."

Shi Tingting is still not at ease.

Song Cheng is only in the middle of the congenital stage, and Qi Lin of the Qi family is already a master of the innate peak.

She couldn't understand why the husband in front of her could let Song Cheng gain the strength to compete with the other party in just fifteen days.

"Your mistress is also competent, don't worry, I'll take you in for a visit, and after you've seen it, you won't be worried." ”

Zhang San shook his head with a chuckle, glanced at his wife teasingly, and Shi Tingting, who was looking directly, turned crimson, and then gently reached out and grabbed her little hand.

On top of the platform.....

I didn't see Zhang San make any movements, but he just gently spit out a mouthful of Qiankun True Yuan, a mouthful of Qiankun True Yuan that melted into the clouds and mist in the hall, and it was ....... for a moment

The entire hall suddenly changed, and a large curtain suddenly opened in front of the two of them!

Blood!

A vast and boundless sea of blood!

Endless ownerless essences fill the heavens and the earth.

On this trip to the world of Montenegro, Zhang San's harvest was too big, so big that with his current cultivation strength, he couldn't digest it in a short time.

It's ......

He decided to give the middle and upper echelons of the sect a chance, to give them a chance to really catch up with him, if not..... With the current growth rate of his strength, he was worried that it would not be long before this new holy land in Huaxia, which had been painstakingly managed, would become a chicken-like existence because of the too big gap in strength.

"What a vast sea of blood, what a good essence of vitality, are these all the essence and blood vitality of the gods?"

Inside Qiankun Ding, standing on the edge of the sea of blood, Qiu Zhigao and others let out a heartfelt sigh, and in their eyes, they were full of endless shock and shock.

"Yes, I don't know where the master got so many treasures, and there is no news that the corpse of the god of the Whale Sea has been robbed recently?"

Next to him, Zheng Hai's puzzled exclamation sounded, looking at the almost endless essence and blood in front of him, his eyes bulged out, in addition to exclamation, there was also saliva that did not flow out of the corners of his mouth obviously.

Not only him, but behind them, hundreds of sect disciples were also discussing.

They were all the elites of the Quanzhen Sect, except for Zhang San and Song Chengshou's several third-generation disciples, the others were all the essence of the three thousand second-generation disciples.

In the past, due to the limitation of resources, their skills have not improved greatly until recently...... They are only gradually emerging from the world, but even if all the resources they have obtained in recent years are combined, they are not as good as the sea of essence and blood in front of them.

At this moment, everyone cried with joy, hugged each other and cheered.

They knew that the day had come for them to soar.

It was also at this moment that everyone's awe and reverence for Zhang San reached its peak......

"Zheng Hai, tell me to go down, after I get out, if anyone dares to leak the slightest bit of news here, the sect will definitely punish .......... severely."

At the front of the team, Qiu Zhigao frowned and glanced at the chaotic scene behind him, and when Zheng Hai's voice of doubt came out, he finally couldn't help but give the order to seal his mouth.

Although he knew that Zhang San, the head of the sect, might not care about this, as a great elder, he still had to make the arrangements that he should do.

"Got it..."

Zheng Hai nodded with a bitter face, but he was slandered in his heart, obviously maintaining order was the task of these three old guys, but this would be pressed on his little shoulder.

It's just that the master is great, even if he is reluctant, he can only accept it.

Reluctantly glancing at the sea of blood, Zheng Hai turned around and ran towards the hundreds of disciples in a mess.

"Listen to it, everything here is confidential, don't talk nonsense after you go out, if you don't keep your mouth tight, not only will you be expelled from the mountain gate, but even your cultivation will not be able to protect it..........

Let's start cultivating, everyone has to do what they can, how much pressure they can withstand, just stay where to cultivate, as soon as the rigor comes up, they will rush into the sea of blood, everyone has to be busy cultivating, if you are supported to death, don't think that someone will come to save people, because no one will notice you at all.........."

In the distance, Zheng Hai's eager voice like a laser gun resounded through the world.

"Second brother, third brother, let's go. ”

At the edge of the sea of blood, smelling the roar behind him, Qiu Zhigao was happy, and the three brothers glanced at each other, and flew towards the sea of blood together.

They've seen it......

In the middle of the sea of blood, a huge blood-colored giant cocoon floated on it, and endless blood-colored energy was converging towards the giant cocoon, quickly merging into it.

Inside the cocoon, there seems to be a handsome giant bird trying to break out of the cocoon.

"Xiao Hei is so good, after going out this time, I'm afraid our three brothers will not be its opponents. ”

From afar, looking at the majestic momentum emanating from the giant cocoon, the chubby Qiu Zhida let out a faint sigh.

"He, what the second brother said was as if we were the opponents of this big bird before we came in. ”

Qiu Zhishang, who was like a bamboo stick, took over the conversation in an instant.

"You..... I'm just making an analogy...."

"Second brother, don't blame, I'll only make an analogy......"

......

.....

In the sky above the vast sea of blood, Zhang San's primordial spirit guided Shi Tingting's divine consciousness to stand side by side, hidden in a gray mist, and at this moment, the two of them seemed to be looking at the argument below with interest.

They breathed far away, as if the gods of creation in this heaven and earth, even if they brushed through everyone's bodies, no one felt their traces.

Zheng Hai, who reprimanded hundreds of disciples on the shore, the three elders of Quanzhen who flew rapidly on the sea, Xiao Hei who was wrapped in a blood cocoon, and.... Song Cheng, who fell to the bottom of the sea like a stone, was surrounded by endless qi and blood frantically drilling into his body.........

All of this is imprinted in the minds of Zhang San and Shi Tingting.

Long......

"Baby, do you think it's impossible now?"

In the main hall, Zhang San smiled softly and looked at his wife who slowly opened her eyes playfully.

In Shi Tingting's eyes, there was shock, shock, and sweet confusion........

"That's what you've gained from this trip through the world?"

"Well, almost......."

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(End of chapter)