After Ye Feng and Xiaohu were sucked into this sea of blood, the matter was not over, and one person and one tiger were still sinking into the sea of blood. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

The waves on the sea of blood are turbulent, and the murderous aura is getting stronger and stronger, and now the one person and one tiger trapped in it have no choice, and there is a powerful force in the underworld, pulling them down.

There is nothing worse in this world, there is nowhere to use the power of the air, the enemy is this sea, Ye Feng really has no choice.

"Ah!" Ye Feng shouted, the murderous aura was infecting his divine sense, and the murderous aura that wrapped him was also infinitely putting pressure on him, from the outside, it seemed that it was the sea of blood coming in to know that this sea of blood was bloodless, it was all formed by a rich murderous aura, perhaps it would be more appropriate to call it a sea of killing.

The little tiger is not happy, this murderous aura makes it feel upset and irritable, and the blood is surging, and one person and one tiger are floating and sinking in the sea of blood.

White Tiger, white, blood stained not red, Xiaohu and Ye Feng both lost consciousness at this moment, drifting with the tide, allowing this murderous aura to abuse wantonly.

The murderous aura is condensing at this moment, from the outside, the turbulent waves are no longer there, a calm sea of blood, and suddenly a monstrous murderous aura in the sea of blood rises up quickly, and it gathers bigger and bigger, and then it condenses into substantial blood, and the condensation of this murderous aura continues.

The price of this murderous aura condensation is that this sea of blood is slowly shrinking, and the murderous aura is full of anger, resentment, and destruction.

Ye Feng and Xiaohu both lost consciousness, and they also stopped floating at this time, and they were all frozen in one place, one person and one tiger didn't know anything about all this, but even if they knew, there was nothing they could do.

The wrench on Ye Feng's body, the red mang, the sword lotus in the wrench flew out on its own, staying on Ye Feng's head, a golden light enveloped Ye Feng, and the supreme sword code trembled in his dantian, and he turned dozens of pages on his own for a while, which had never been done before, but then it was calm, accompanied by a sigh.

Xiaohu's body exudes white light on its own, as if there is thunder and lightning coiling on it, even if it is unconscious, it is still so majestic.

Xiaohu was brought back by the goddess of Qingyun Sect when she went to the demon beast forest to practice, even if Lin Nianzhen, the goddess of Qingyun who was the proud daughter of the sky, almost ended up dead in order to bring it back, judging from its performance in this Ten Thousand Demon Cave alone, Xiaohu's origin is absolutely extraordinary.

There is no more woman's complaining or domineering voice, only the roaring murderous aura, the white bones build the Beijing view, the blood of the sea of blood, the owner of this place must have been a master of the world back then, and what is even more terrifying is that she is still a woman.

When he was about to get out of the valley, there were six holes, that is, six roads, and he chose this "killing" hole, Ye Feng also relied on his own feelings, he didn't know if this place still belonged to the Ten Thousand Demons Cave, since he entered the Ten Thousand Demons Cave that day, he had no way to retreat, as if the pull of fate had brought him here.

Death surrounds this person and a tiger all the time, in other words, Ye Feng should have died several times in the Ten Thousand Demon Cave, but all this has his own providence, and he has never given up, so he has come here, and now his life and death are still uncertain, the future is unknown, and he has no strength to fight back here.

Several hours had passed, the sea of blood had almost disappeared, and the blood in the sky had reached the point of covering the sky, Ye Feng and Xiaohu stayed in the air, and they were all frozen by an unknown force.

"Click, click. The sound was endless, those Jingguan made of white bones were cracking, and the paved road made of white bones was also cracking, and slowly these white bones turned into bone meal, and then it was also condensed in this sky very quickly, and a white light began to grow slowly.

The ground where the bones were lost turned into a charred black, and the broken knives and broken guns were piled up all over the place, this should be the bones left before they died, it is hard to imagine, how could the owner of this place gather so many corpses, if they were all killed by her, it would be even more indescribable, how could there be such a woman in the world?

A white bone storm on the left is becoming more and more condensed, the thunder and lightning on Xiaohu's body are also more vigorous, and on the right is a monstrous murderous awe, Ye Feng, who lost consciousness, was shrouded in the golden light released by the sword lotus, like a handsome son, the sea of blood has dried up, revealing the charred ground, and there is only a small blood pool left on the ground, the blood pool is no longer shrinking, let the monstrous blood in the sky, it is still the same.

"Ahem!" Ye Feng woke up, he subconsciously wanted to pull out the sword of his body, but found that he couldn't move, he could only see the red storm in front of him, even Xiaohu couldn't see it, he was covered in golden light, but he didn't know what it was emitting, he couldn't do anything at this time, he could only see the red light in front of him slowly coming towards him.

"Are you going to die? I didn't expect that I couldn't even pull out my sword at this moment, which is a pity. Ye Feng muttered, if there is any hope that can reverse all this at this moment, it is the Supreme Sword Codex, but the Sword Code did not react.

"Whew!" Xiaohu was also unable to move, only the storm of white bones condensed in front of him, thunder condensed in its mouth, and "whoosh" came out at a rapid speed, heading towards the white storm.

"Bang!" the white storm was still the same, and Xiaohu's blow was in vain.

Hearing the sound of the tiger's roar, Ye Feng's heart calmed down a little, "Fool, don't blame me." Ye Feng yelled, he wanted to say a few more words to Xiaohu, but it was too late, because the red storm had already arrived in front of him.

"Whew!" Xiaohu responded with a complaining tiger roar, is it afraid? Not afraid, it just doesn't want to die yet, but it can't escape, and it doesn't mean to resent Ye Feng.

Just when Ye Feng thought that he would be crushed by this blood-colored storm, the power that imprisoned him increased again, driving him to fall down, and below him was the only remaining pool of blood.

The speed of the fall was very fast, and Ye Feng fell into the pool, unlike the sea of blood, the previous sea of blood was full of murderous energy, and the only blood pool that existed now was made of real blood, only a strong smell of blood, no murderous aura.

Ye Feng, who still couldn't move, only felt that there was a sticky thing on his body, he knew that it was blood, his whole body, except for his head, was all soaked in the pool of blood, he felt that his whole body was warm, and all the blood came to life, and it was slowly drilling into his body along the pores on his body.

"Woohoo, woo!" The tiger roared continuously, Lei Mang flew to the white bone storm with a blow from the mouth of the little tiger, it was still useless, but it never gave up, the storm was getting closer and closer to it, a moment later, the little tiger was swallowed by the storm, and after the storm formed by the white bones gathered into the little tiger, it was slowly getting smaller, and the speed of getting smaller was very slow and slow, the little tiger was in this, life and death were uncertain, but from time to time there was a painful tiger roar.

After Ye Feng entered the blood pool, the storm formed by the murderous aura condensed stayed above the blood pool, and it was constantly rotating, getting bigger and bigger than before, but now the murderous storm was getting smaller and smaller, but more condensed.

The originally huge blood-colored storm had now turned into a thin ray of blood, shrinking countless times, but this murderous aura was increasing unabated.

Ye Feng endured the pain, the blood in this blood pool was trying to penetrate his body, and many of them had already come in, he felt that his whole body was hot, and the meridians were forcibly squeezed wide, but he didn't know that his own original blood was slowly flowing out of the pores of his body, one out and one in, he was very painful.

The sword lotus was still hovering above Ye Feng's head, at present, the golden light released by this sword lotus had no effect, many things in Ye Feng's body were squeezed out by the blood coming from the blood pool, but he couldn't see it himself, he had already closed his eyes.

This pain is more painful than Ling Chi's sword in the sword pool, after all, it is illusory, and it will be fine if the pain is over, and this is real, Ye Feng's current situation is that he is forcibly exchanged blood by this blood pool, and the unimaginable pain is happening to him, but there is still a blood ray in the sky.

"Whew. Xiaohu's voice is getting weaker and weaker, more and more painful, obviously suffering from inhuman torture, the bone storm is still getting smaller, Xiaohu can't move between the storms, all he can do is to bear it slowly, the catastrophe that can't be escaped, the past that can't be endured, who knows?

"Whoosh!" Hongmang moved, and quickly headed towards the blood pool on the ground, or towards Ye Feng in the blood pool.

At the moment when the red mang moved, Ye Feng sensed that there was a murderous aura whistling, and he was in pain, and he didn't expect that it would be worse soon.

Ye Feng forcibly held back the pain and grinned, "You finally have a reaction." "At this time, the only thing that can make him happy is the Supreme Sword Codex," rubbing and rubbing, "The Supreme Sword Code is turning extremely fast, this is the second time today, but then it was closed calmly, and there was no golden sword light that Ye Feng encountered in danger before, and there was no difference between moving and not moving this time.

"Could it be that even you can't?" Ye Feng asked in his heart, and then continued to grit his teeth and insist, waiting for the blood of the bad comer, his hope was completely wiped out, if the Supreme Sword Code couldn't do it, then there would be nothing to save him.

"Is it fate? Will you be dusted again? Master, are you okay? Don't blame me. At this moment, Ye Feng asked himself a lot of questions in his heart, but there were no answers, for a while, Liao Qingyi, Guihai, night battle, and the faces of the new fool all appeared in his mind one by one, and of course his master, Luo Qianren.

The days that have passed in the past eighteen years, the most important experience Ye Feng is trying to recall, at this moment he forgot the pain, he is afraid that he will never have a chance to think about these things in the future, although he has regrets, but he has no regrets.

"Bang!" This is the sound of the blood light and the sword lotus colliding, the moment they touched, the golden light on Ye Feng's body disappeared no more, the moment the golden light disappeared, he felt the pain increase again, the sword lotus was only under this blow, he was defeated by the blood ray, and fell into the blood pool.

"Ahh