Chapter Seventy-Three: The Lake of Death
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Half an hour later, suddenly he sighed softly, and under the radiation of his divine sense, a lake suddenly appeared.
This lake is very small, oval in shape, its long axis is only ten zhang, and the short axis part is only five zhang, like a pond!
The water is black, and there is a black mist emitted from it.
Shaoyang frowned, to his surprise, the distance of a foot away from this lake was surrounded by countless blood worms, but no blood worm dared to step into this foot range.
And within this square area, there were more than fifty monks standing, and the strength of these monks was basically in the middle of the Dao Realm or above, only ten were in the early stage of the Dao Realm, and five were in the early stage of leaving the realm.
These fifty or so monks occupy half of the circumference of the small lake, and the other half of the small lake is occupied by demons.
Among them, there are more than thirty Heavenly Demons, more than thirty Soul Demons, and only ten Blood Demons. But the strength is above the Dao realm.
When Shaoyang's divine consciousness radiated, the divine consciousness of those Dao realm strength cultivators also fell on him.
These people watched Shaoyang and Hao Xiuwei gallop over, and their faces showed a look of surprise.
Shaoyang didn't care, and was about to ask Hao Xiuwei about the small black lake he found, but Hao Xiuwei spoke first:
"Brother Cai, that small black lake is the target we are looking for, the Lake of Death, and it is also the entrance to the second layer of dimensional purgatory. ”
After speaking, he urged his spiritual power again and slapped his palm on the Heaven Avoiding Bell.
"Knock ......"
The melodious bell rang one after another, and under this palm, the blood worms attached to the heaven-avoiding bell were suddenly shocked into nothing.
Shaoyang's expression was indifferent, he was used to listening to the melodious bell.
In the face of endless blood worms, from the previous fear, to the surprise, to the surprise, and finally to the current peace.
With his cultivation at this time, the place where his divine sense radiates is only a hundred miles, and for Jinyang Shi Suo, the distance of a hundred miles is only a blink of an eye.
In the light of surprise in everyone's eyes, a golden light rushed out from the dense blood worms and landed on a foot outside the lake of death.
Finally getting rid of the impact of the blood worms, Shaoyang and Hao Xiuwei took a long breath, and then they put away the Jinyang Shi Shuo and the Sky Avoiding Bell respectively.
At this moment, a loud shout suddenly came.
"Get out of here, don't get out!"
It turned out that below them, there was already a monk sitting cross-legged, and his strength was in the middle of the Dao Realm.
This man is middle-aged, burly, with a black square hat on his head to match his square face, thick eyebrows, and a pair of tiger-like eyes that flicker coldly.
Looking at it, it was obvious that he was unhappy with Shaoyang's approach.
Shaoyang frowned slightly, concentrating and groaning, the distance of one foot around the Lake of Death was almost occupied, there was not the slightest vacancy, and there was a black mist rising above the Lake of Death, he didn't understand, it was impossible to enter rashly, so he could only hang above the distance of one foot.
After a moment of silence, Shaoyang turned his head to look at Hao Xiuwei, who was also looking at himself at this time, and nodded, his heart already understood.
At that moment, regardless of the scolding of the middle-aged thick-eyebrow monk under him, he still stood above him, without the intention of moving.
Anyway, the vacant seat is full, and even if you move to other places, you will still be scolded by others.
Although there are monks in the departure period and the early stage of the Dao realm to be bullied, but these people can live here, I am afraid it is impossible to be alone.
And Shaoyang and the others also saw that this middle-aged thick-eyebrow monk was dressed differently from others, and wanted to be the only one here, so it was better to offend him than to offend others.
Seeing that Shaoyang and the others had no intention of walking away, the middle-aged thick-eyebrow monk's face immediately sank, and a cold glint flashed in his eyes.
"Look for death!"
Since a war is inevitable, it is better to strike first, and the middle-aged monk with thick eyebrows knows this very well.
Without saying a word, he touched the storage ring, and a black axe shot out of it.
As soon as this axe came out, it immediately turned into a plate axe more than two feet long.
He grabbed the handle of the axe in his hand, and then swung it upward, and the blade of the axe slashed backwards.
The momentum of this axe is clearly only aimed at Shaoyang, it seems that this middle-aged thick-eyebrow monk is also a bully who is afraid of the hard, and picking up persimmons is also picking up soft pinching.
However, this is also reasonable, the middle-aged thick-eyebrow monk is the same as Hao Xiuwei's cultivation, and he is in the middle of the Dao Realm, so he can't be one-to-two, only one-on-one, so the object of choice is naturally only Shaoyang in the early stage of the Dao Realm.
Shaoyang's eyes showed a look of disdain, he snorted coldly, and a dodge stepped back five feet, dodging the axe attack of the middle-aged thick-eyebrow monk.
However, at the same time as dodging, he quickly touched the storage ring with his right hand, and then flipped it, and the soul lock seal suddenly appeared, and then he threw his hand forward without hesitation.
The Soul Lock Seal instantly became larger, and it smashed down towards the middle-aged thick-eyebrow monk with the momentum of Mount Tai in the midst of a boom.
The distance around the small black lake is only about a foot, and it is very narrow, and it cannot withstand any fighting.
In this way, the monks on both sides retreated to both sides, making the originally compact crowd even more compact.
Of course, it was only the monks who retreated to the lower level, like the monks in the late stage of the Dao Realm, who were not disdainful at all, and they would not be able to retreat.
Because their strength is there, like Shaoyang fighting with middle-aged monks, they are extremely careful, trying not to affect these late-stage Dao realm monks.
Of course, Shaoyang wasn't afraid of these late-stage Dao realm cultivators, he just didn't want to cause more trouble.
Hao Xiuwei's eyes flashed on the side, his eyes looked at Shaoyang for a while, and looked at the middle-aged monk with thick eyebrows for a while, but most of them would pay attention to Shaoyang.
However, looking at his actions, he didn't mean to make a move, as if he was watching the excitement.
This also made the people around him a little puzzled, after all, he came with Shaoyang.
But everyone didn't think much about it, they just thought that it was enough to deal with this rough man, and he didn't need to take action.
Seeing that the soul lock seal was pressed with the force of a thousand catties, the middle-aged thick-eyebrow monk's face finally showed a trace of solemnity.
He subconsciously glanced at Shaoyang in the distance, and saw that Shaoyang's expression was calm, not like he was facing a great enemy, which made him chuckle in his heart, and he had a trace of remorse for his previous rude behavior.
You must know that the Shaoyang he faced was only in the early stage of the Dao Realm, and there was also a suppression in the middle of the Dao Realm next to him, because he didn't know the relationship between Shaoyang and Hao Xiuwei, so he had to be on guard.
But there was no time to think about it now, he gripped the handle of the axe with both hands, and then let out a loud shout, and the hands holding the axe slashed into the void with force.
Suddenly, a sky-breaking blade slashed towards the sky, as if it was about to split the heavy pressure of the soul lock seal in half.
Boom, the blade of the axe slashed at the soul lock seal, making a thud. The soul seal trembled a few times under the full force of the middle-aged thick-eyebrow monk, and its falling momentum also came to an abrupt end.
However, it only paused for a while, and boom, the soul lock seal smashed down again, but the momentum was not as good as just now.
But at this moment, the corners of Shaoyang's mouth in the distance curled slightly, revealing a faint smile.
He exhaled heavily, raised his right hand, flipped it over, and pressed down hard.
The Soul Lock Seal was like gaining momentum, and the black qi on it was flourishing, and it smashed down with a bang following Shaoyang's gesture.
The momentum is even greater than before, and the speed of the fall is twice as fast.
The air waves generated by the momentum of thousands of catties spread out like a torrent in all directions, forcing some low-strength monks out of the way.
In the middle of the qi wave, the middle-aged thick-eyebrow monk only felt a huge heat burning his face, and the square hat on his head couldn't resist the attack of the qi wave, and it was torn with a snort, and his hair was suddenly scattered.
He looked up, his expression was solemn, his brows furrowed, and his thick eyebrows had been connected into a horizontal line.
Immediately, the big hand holding the big plate axe threw it up forcefully, and suddenly the plate axe shot out with the momentum of opening the sky.
Bang, the Soul Lock Mark and the plate axe collided together, making an earth-shattering sound. The energy of the explosion turned into a wave in mid-air, sweeping away in all directions.
A foot away, the blood worms that were staring at each other suddenly turned into nothing under the impact of energy, thus shaking a vacancy, but soon countless blood worms surged up again, filling the vacancy.
Under the force of the huge impact, the big plate axe was rebounded and shot back at great speed.
The Soul Lock Seal was fine at all, and after a pause, under the urging of Shaoyang, it was pressed down again.
In this way, it can be seen that the level of the two magic weapons is high, and it is obvious that the soul lock seal is more powerful than the big plate axe!
When the surrounding monks saw this scene, their mouths were surprised.
They didn't expect the black seal to be so powerful.
To be able to possess such an extraordinary thing, compared to this person's extraordinary background, he must be a disciple of a certain great sect.
They looked at Shaoyang with a much more polite gaze, especially those monks in the late stage of the Dao Realm, who naturally didn't scoff as much as they did just now.
Hao Xiuwei's strength in the middle of the Dao Realm, in the eyes of everyone, he was considered to be Shaoyang's senior brother, and Shaoyang in the early stage of the Dao Realm actually had a powerful magic weapon, so the magic weapon that Hao Xiuwei, as a senior brother, naturally would not be bad.
In this way, those mid-Dao realm cultivators of the same rank as him kept him in their hearts, and made up their minds that he could not be provoked.
But in fact, Hao Xiuwei's mood is complicated.
He secretly said in his heart: I didn't expect this son to have so many powerful magic weapons, in addition to the previous flying magic weapon golden shuttle, this black seal is probably not low, at least the quasi-spirit treasure level.
His eyes flickered, his face flickered, cloudy and uncertain, and he thought to himself!