Chapter Seventy-One: Blood Tide

"Fellow Daoist, do you know what's going on up there?"

Less than a zhang away from Shaoyang, a monk dressed as a scholar hugged his fists and asked very politely. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. biquge。 info

When he arrived, he found that Shaoyang was already in front.

He observed Shaoyang for a while, and found that Shaoyang had his eyes closed all the time, but his forehead was sweaty, and his body trembled from time to time, obviously someone who had experienced.

Shaoyang didn't answer, it's still the same!

"Fellow Daoist, fellow Daoist..."

The scholar-like monk shouted politely again and again.

At this time, Shaoyang recovered, glanced at the scholar next to him, then stood up, and said equally politely:

"Fellow Daoist, I don't know what's going on?"

"Hao Xiuwei of the Holy Heavenly Gate in Xia Yuzhou, I don't know if Daoist friends know what happened just now?"

The scholar monk reported to his home and asked again.

"Cai Shaoyang of Luzhou!"

Shaoyang put away Jinyang Shishuo, then hugged his fists, and said:

"I don't know what it is. Just now I was a hundred miles away, and suddenly the space behind me collapsed. I fought my way to escape, and now I think about it. ”

He glanced at the monks who stopped around him, and he couldn't see through the strength.

Moreover, Ali Chuanyin, he also has a lot of things that he can't see through, so it shows that most of these monks are in the late stage of the Dao Realm.

And Hao Xiuwei, who was talking to him, was also a cultivator in the middle of the Dao Realm, so he didn't say that he escaped from the Black Sand River so as not to cause unnecessary trouble.

"I see, Brother Cai is also lucky to be able to escape from this nothingness. But such a large-scale space collapsed, and I don't know how many Taoist friends were buried in it. ”

Hao Xiuwei stood upright with his back hand, shook his head, and sighed, looking compassionate.

Shaoyang didn't speak, and he was quite emotional in his heart.

He escaped from the river of black sand, and although he did not pay much attention during this time, he escaped all the way, and there were no less than twenty monks who skipped under his feet.

Although most of it was the departure period, this was only what he could see, and he must know that the area affected by this explosion was as large as an area, and it was estimated that there would be no less than five hundred monks who died.

With a long sigh, Shaoyang patted the fox under him and turned to leave.

Hao Xiuwei looked at Shaoyang's back as he left and disappeared, his eyes flickered, and he muttered for a long time before he turned his head again, stared at the nothingness in front of him, and turned away with a sigh.

"The entrance to the second-level spatial purgatory shouldn't have been swallowed by nothingness, right?"

Shaoyang Imperial Walk was in mid-air, and his divine sense swept across a radius of 100 miles.

At this time, his most important task now is to find the entrance, and there is still a month to go, and the so-called blood tide is coming.

Although I don't know what that blood tide is, I know from the mouth of the late stage monk of that realm that it is dangerous and abnormal.

If you don't find that entrance, you will definitely not be able to escape the invasion of the blood tide.

However, the earth-shattering sandstorm that he had just experienced, maybe the entrance to the spatial purgatory was in it, and it was not impossible.

Shaoyang frowned, pondered for a moment, and hit the road again, no matter what, he still had to search the northern area.

And at this moment, he suddenly noticed that the blood shining on his body had become much brighter.

He suddenly looked up, and suddenly his complexion changed greatly, his eyes widened, and the corners of his mouth kept twitching.

Above the sky, I saw that the boundless blood was rapidly pressing down, and a strange sound could be heard inside.

"Shaoyang, what's that?"

The fierce man looked up at the sky, and a pair of tiger eyes were bigger than a cow.

"That should be the so-called blood tide!"

Shaoyang said slowly, his face became more and more embarrassed, and the corners of his mouth twitched.

The blood-colored cloth was pressing down at a rapid pace, and the strange sound was getting louder and louder.

"Raccoon, you go into the storage ring!"

Shaoyang waved his hand, and immediately put the recalcitrant into it, and then sacrificed the Jinyang time shuttle, stepped on it, and pointed his fingers forward.

Just as he was about to urge, a voice suddenly sounded behind him.

"Brother Cai, run away, the blood tide is coming!"

The voice came from far and near, and when Shaoyang turned around, a figure had already stopped beside him, it was Hao Xiuwei of the Holy Heavenly Gate before.

After stopping, his afterglow unconsciously glanced at the golden sun at Shaoyang's feet, his eyes flickered, and he was silent.

"Brother Hao, do you know where the entrance to the second layer of space purgatory is?"

Shaoyang closed his eyes and whispered, while his divine sense was vigilant.

For this Hao Xiuwei, his impression is not very good.

Although this person spoke in a polite and polite tone, his instinct told him that this person was not as simple as it seemed on the surface.

Otherwise, a mid-Dao realm cultivator could walk alone in the Scarlet Purgatory, and he was still unscathed!

"Of course, please Brother Cai follow me!"

Hao Xiuwei said confidently, and then he was about to fly into the sky.

Suddenly, Shaoyang said softly:

"Brother Hao, my magic weapon is faster, you come up and lead the way for me. ”

After speaking, Jinyang Shisuo became a few points bigger again.

Hao Xiuwei was stunned for a moment, then looked at Shaoyang and the magic weapon shining with golden light under his feet suspiciously, and after a half-chant, he flashed and came to the golden yang time shuttle.

Shaoyang's mind moved, and Jinyang Shishuo turned into golden light like lightning and galloped away.

"This speed...... Lingbao?"

Hao Xiuwei exclaimed in surprise, stepping on the Jinyang Time Shuttle, he only felt that the scenery on both sides was like a cloth and retreated at a rapid speed, and he couldn't see it clearly with the naked eye, and only his divine sense could discern the way forward for him.

Shaoyang didn't speak, didn't say anything, and galloped hard according to the route given by Hao Xiuwei.

For Dao realm cultivators, Lingbao-level treasures are definitely hard to come by, especially second-level immortal cultivation sects like the Holy Heavenly Gate.

The highest cultivation in these sects is the Half-Spirit King, so even if the entire sect can have one, it would be good.

Hao Xiuwei looked at the back of Shaoyang in front of him, and stared directly at Jinyang Shisuo under his feet, his eyes flashing.

It seems that he is greedy, but he is not as greedy as others, and greed is written all over his face.

And although his expression was surprised, it was relatively ordinary, and all his activities were thinking about it in his heart.

With such a treasure that he wants to have, he returned his gaze to Shaoyang again, and thought to himself: This person dares to expose a treasure of this level at will, which is enough to explain two points. The first is that the sect to which this person belongs must be a top-level sect. This person once said that he was also from Luzhou, and that must be from one of the top ten sects in Luzhou, and he couldn't judge which one it was. The second is that this person must be a descendant of a half-spirit king powerhouse in the sect, otherwise if he is only a core disciple, it is impossible to have a spirit treasure.

At this point, the idea of killing people and snatching treasures made him have some scruples, his face was calm, but his heart was thinking quickly.

Shaoyang, who was operating Jinyang Shishuo in front, was still in control with peace of mind.

He prayed that if anyone does not offend me, I will not offend anyone, and if anyone offends me, I will die.

And he didn't have a good impression of Hao Xiuwei before, and Citrus was very scheming, so his consciousness was always focused on Hao Xiuwei and paid attention to this person's every move.