The morning sun shines on the wide road, like a layer of silvery color. In the endless fields, there were no traces, only the sound of horses' hooves of "stepping" and "stepping" was heard.

A thin figure sat on the saddle, holding a rope in his right hand and a wine gourd in his left hand, pouring wine into his mouth from time to time, the upper half of his face covered by a silver mask, but the indifferent and uninhibited eyes could be seen.

The wine gourd exudes a fragrant fragrance, as if it can float for thousands of miles, and the milky white wine is slowly poured out, crystal clear, and people can't help but drool.

"This girl's winemaking skills are good again, but fortunately she is alone, otherwise it will be less than half. ”

This is Wang Lin, who is separated from Shen Yumei and the others today, and he left alone early this morning, without telling anyone, especially Shen Yumei, for fear of increasing his sadness, and this time he was a real person, not even Kun Lao followed.

The place he is going to is called the Scarlet Plains, this place is very evil, only those below the royal rank are allowed to enter, and the monks above the royal rank will explode and die when they enter, which is very weird. So Wang Lin had no choice but to ask Kun Lao to send Shen Yumei back to Cangyun Hall first, and help Tianqin and them for a while by the way.

So last night, Wang Lin said yes to Kun Lao and told Kun Lao that he would be looking for him in three years, and he should come out at that time.

As for why it is three years, the reason is that three years later, the crowning ceremony will be held for it, and at the same time, the Holy Son will be established and the world will be widely known, which is a major event, and it is also a grand event in the Cangyun Hall for tens of thousands of years.

The blood-colored plain, as the name suggests, is the plain with the same color as blood, it is said that it is a place where the top strong man fell, that kind of strong, the strength of the strong, the strength is amazing, the reason why people go here, is that the legend is buried here The inheritance of the strong man - the origin of the avenue, get it, you can quickly control its avenue, and even have a great chance to reach the level of the strong, so it attracts many monks, among which the monks below the royal rank account for the majority.

Many monks reported that they had the idea of soaring into the sky, and the powerful monks, including the imperial rank, could not enter, which further intensified the surging of people. The most terrible thing is that many outlaws will enter it to hide from the enemy, so this place has become a chaotic and cruel place of killing.

Of course, the benefits here are not only the inheritance of the powerhouse, but also the Great Dao Fragment and the blood-colored crystal, which are also these two things that have attracted countless people.

Among them, the Great Dao fragments can speed up people's comprehension, and they contain the power of the Great Dao, and if they absorb it, they can make people more comfortable in comprehending the Great Dao, but the air here is filled with a blood-colored aura, and if you stay here for a long time, it is easy to go crazy and become a machine that only knows how to kill fallacies, and moreover, the Great Dao Fragments contain more.

As for the blood-colored spar that can enhance people's physical bodies, after all, not everyone has a perverted body like Wang Lin, the physical body is equivalent to a container, and the stronger the physical body, the stronger the carrying power. But in the same way, the blood-colored crystals also contain a lot of that kind of breath,

However, this does not prevent people from pursuing strength, there are still countless monks who go here, where you can kill fallacies to sharpen yourself, and you can improve your strength through Dao fragments and blood-colored crystals, there are no rules here, mercy is a joke in this, either you kill others or others kill you.

It can be said that the Land of Blood is a paradise for sin, a place for blood, and a paradise for outlaws.

Wang Lin went to such a bloody and impersonal place, he needed to quickly improve his strength, even if he couldn't get the inheritance of that strong man, he had to comprehend a kind of avenue, two could not meet his requirements, his goal was four.

As we all know, every comprehension of the Great Dao is extremely difficult, and after the king rank, it can no longer be comprehended, and every time one more is comprehended, the difficulty will increase accordingly when they want to break through in the future, but there are still countless people who want to comprehend one more, and the reason is that with each more one, the strength will be doubled.

However, the idea is good, and there are very few people who can really comprehend and initiate various avenues, and ordinary people can comprehend at most one, at least in this way, they still have hope of climbing up.

Those who can cultivate a variety of avenues at the same time are all geniuses among geniuses, but those people are generally fellow practitioners of the two avenues, and the one with the largest number of comprehension avenues in history is the founder of the Cangyun Palace, and the four avenues of the same cultivator are definitely the kings of the same level and invincible in the world.

What Wang Lin has to do is to follow that person's steps and become that powerful existence, he believes in his talent and luck, and of course, his own efforts.

With his eyes closed, he sat on the horse's back, and spiritual power fluctuations appeared on his body from time to time, causing a ripple, but this fluctuation was well controlled, and even the horses below were not surprised.

The long journey was not wasted, and instead of enjoying the scenery along the way, it was better to step up his cultivation. Although this is very boring, if you want to improve your strength, boring cultivation is essential, and the birth of every supreme person is accompanied by loneliness and loneliness.

For more than ten days in a row, Wang Lin had been drinking and cultivating except for eating or special things, even if he met some people on the road, Wang Lin turned a blind eye, and devoted his whole body and mind to Dao cultivation.

It was not an ordinary wine, but was made from a variety of elixirs. Before leaving, Shen Yumei handed it over to Wang Lin, which she specially brewed.

Immersed in cultivation, Wang Lin did not notice the passage of time, and did not stop until one evening, when he came to a lush mountain range.

The horse below said that it would not enter anything, it was just an ordinary horse, and the aura of the demon beast inside made it feel uncomfortable.

"I almost forgot, it's not for you inside, okay, I'll go the rest by myself, you can go!" Wang Lin jumped down, touched the horse's head and said softly.

The horse snorted, rubbed Wang Lin, turned his head and ran away quickly.

In the mountains, the night breeze moves slightly, and the towering trees rise and fall slightly, and the treetops swing slightly, casting long, unpredictable shadows like ghosts in the mountains and forests.

A purple figure scurried among the trees like a ghost, its figure erratic, sometimes fast, sometimes slow, elusive.

"Still no, Lei Shen is too difficult, and he was stuck on the second layer, so he has to find a way. The purple figure stopped, muttering to himself.

Suddenly, a colorful tiger pounced towards the figure with the sound of the howling wind, rushing like thunder and lightning, the tiger's claws were glowing cold, and its claws swooped down, fast and fierce.

"Look for death!" When the tiger was less than a foot behind the figure, a loud shout rang out, and he saw the figure turn around and throw a punch, hitting the tiger's head with an unrivaled momentum.

The tiger's forward body was suddenly knocked away by this huge fist, and he lay on the ground with convulsions, gasping weakly, and died the next moment.

This figure is the king forest who entered the mountain range alone.

"The scorpion-tailed tiger in the Purple Cloud Realm also dares to sneak attack me, just take you for today's dinner, although the meat quality is a little worse, but it is still okay. ”

Wang Lin lifted the scorpion-tailed tiger that had lost his breath, came to a place with relatively wide terrain, quickly handled the tiger meat, set up a shelf, and prepared to make a fire to roast the meat.

In a short time, the poor manticore-tailed tiger turned into a golden roast meat, and from time to time oil droplets rolled down on it, and Wang Lin kept turning it, sprinkling some spices on it, making the fragrance even stronger.

Suddenly, Wang Lin continued to rotate the tiger meat, and said lightly: "Friend, I've been watching it for so long, it's time to come out." ”

Rustling, after a while, a figure slowly walked out.

Seeing this person, Wang Lin couldn't help but be stunned, the two of them looked too similar. It's just that the clothes are one purple and one red, and the mask is one silver and one gold.

Also coming out was a young man of about sixteen or seventeen years old, dressed in a bloody suit, wearing a golden mask, and his long red hair was scattered behind his back. There was a faint murderous aura on his body, not like he had just finished killing someone, but as if he was born with it.

The blood-clothed young man had red eyes, revealing an indifferent light, Ling Li made people dare not look directly, and the cold aura emanated, looking like no one was close.

"Friend, what's wrong?" Wang Lin was stunned for a moment, then recovered and continued to ask.

The blood-clothed young man said indifferently, "I want that meat." ”

Wang Lin asked in disbelief, "What do you say, you want this meat?"

Seeing that the blood-clothed young man nodded, Wang Lin Lingran was stunned, he really didn't expect that someone would come to barbecue meat, could it be that the meat he roasted was so attractive?

"If you want to eat, go bake it yourself, this is my dinner. ”

Although a barbecue was nothing, Wang Lin didn't want to agree. I gave the boy what to eat for himself.

The blood-clothed young man stood a few meters opposite Wang Lin, staring intently at the barbecue on the fire, and still replied indifferently: "I won't." ”

The answer was simple and simple, but it made Wang Lin completely speechless, this person was too direct, but looking at the indifferent eyes of the young man in blood, there was no trace of waves when he said this.

Wang Lin nodded and said, "I believe you don't know how to barbecue, but why should I give it to you?"

The blood-clothed young man shifted his eyes away from staring at the barbecue, looked at Wang Lin for a while, and said, "I won't kill you, I'll spare your life." ”

Hearing this, Wang Lin was stunned again for a moment, then stopped what he was doing, stood up, and said indifferently at the blood-clothed young man, "Do you think you can kill me." ”

"Yes," the blood-clad boy said coldly.

Wang Lin looked at each other playfully and chuckled, "Oh?

The blood-clothed young man glanced at the barbecue on the fire rack and said, "Let's change places, it's not suitable here."

Wang Lin nodded and agreed: "Well, you're right, it's not good if the barbecue is dirty."

The two of them came to a wider place dozens of meters away, and as soon as they stopped, they began to move.

I saw that the blood-clothed young man's body exuded a blood-colored light, and a trace of murderous aura emanated from his body, like a sharp sword, marking the air out of the Dao traces, from a distance, the young man seemed to have become a demon king who came out of hell, bloody and cold breath, making people feel a chill.

Wang Lin was also not to be outdone, the surging spiritual power in his thin body instantly exploded, making a thunderous sound, the momentum was very grand, and the space around him seemed to be distorted and became blurred.

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