Chapter Two Hundred and Nine: Blood Pool

As soon as the black appeared, only a little tip emerged from the pool of blood.

The blood pool immediately surged, and the sound of breaking the sky came from the bottom of the blood pool, and everyone took a few steps back, and quickly raised their heads and stared, and saw the black in the blood pool.

It was a huge black iron chain that flew out of the pool of blood like a dragon. In an instant, the entire keel was wrapped, and one after another black was interspersed between the keel, like a bondage, sealing it in it.

"Chains coming out of pools of blood aren't building bridges for us, are they?" said a monk, smiling.

As he said, these black iron chains at this moment, interspersed, are really like iron chain bridges, linking the edges of the blood pool with the keel in the center, so that the monk can walk from the iron chain to the keel.

Shout!!

Suddenly, a figure flew out, it was a young man of short stature, he stepped on the iron chain, slid down the chain, and went straight to the keel flower. Seeing this, the faces of the others changed, and soon some people rushed out in an instant, regardless of the danger.

The keel flower, that's a legendary thing.

Once refined, the body can be sanctified and ascend to heaven in one step. Who in this world doesn't want to practice? Monks practice against the sky, one step at a time, but if there is really one step to the sky, who doesn't want to save time, stand at a new starting point, and impact a higher realm.

"Don't rob me, this dragon bone flower belongs to me Ye Mou!" A low roar remembered, a monk in the distance was incomparably powerful, exuding a violent momentum when he spoke, and directly set off a storm around him.

Everywhere it passed, the blood and water were surging, not dripping, and the slightly weaker ones were directly blasted away under their momentum. Nearly fell into a pool of blood.

The tranquility of the situation, which was broken in an instant, was the monk.

One monk after another rushed towards the blood pool, all wanting to obtain the dragon bone flower, and among them were the disciples of the Sword Sect.

And the only ones who didn't act were Su Hao and the others, who stood on the edge of the blood pool. Staring at the messy pool of blood, he was silent.

And the group of people in the Refining Sect were anxious at the moment, and their eyes looking at Su Hao were full of unkindness and incomprehension.

But they had no choice but to stand there and wait for Mo Fan's order. This time, Mo Fan was their leader, and before entering the secret realm, the entire sect had also ordered that all disciples of the refining sect must obey Mo Fan's orders.

If there is a disobedient. Abolish cultivation and expel the sect!

Looking at the monks who were getting closer and closer to the dragon bone flower, the disciples of the refining sect all looked anxious. If it weren't for suppression, it is estimated that it would have flown out long ago and joined the ranks of the competition.

"Senior Brother Mo, if you don't make a move, it'll be too late!" said a disciple a little anxiously.

Actually, Mo Fan didn't know. Now is the best time to snatch. But Su Hao didn't speak, and a group of disciples of the Nine Seals didn't take any action. This made him couldn't help but be surprised, and at the same time, he admired Su Hao.

Su Hao's words still echoed in his ears.

"Mo Fan, I advise you that it's best not to move now, don't get involved. ”

Mo Fan opened his mouth and wanted to ask something, but Su Hao had already turned around. Standing with Lin Hao, staring at the scene in the pool of blood.

Out of trust, he suppressed the disciples of the Refining Sect and did not immediately fight for it.

A group of disciples of the Nine Seals Sect stood quietly on the edge of the blood pool, looking indifferently at the chaotic situation in the blood pool. It's not the same as the excitement of alchemy. They were cold, as if they hadn't seen the keel flower.

Even the legendary things are indifferent.

The monks of other countries also noticed this, but they did not think much about it. Everything is focused on creation, only a small number of people frowned, their eyes were slightly uneasy, and their hearts were vigilant.

"Senior Brother Wang, you see, none of the disciples of the Nine Sealed Sects have come in. A disciple of the One Sword Sect attached to Wang Feng's ear, pointed in Su Hao's direction, and spoke.

Wang Feng glanced at it hurriedly as he galloped, and the murderous intent flashed in his eyes.

"Leave them alone, fight for the dragon bone flower first. Wait a minute, clean them up!" Wang Feng said, his tone cold. After just glancing in Su Hao's direction, he rushed into the ranks of the competition and fought with some monks.

It was not only him who had such a mentality, but also Jiutian, his eyes were blood-red, and his hideous face showed a cold killing intent: "Su Hao, I will definitely let you die, let you live better than death!"

There was some madness in his eyes, like a lone wolf, full of ferocity......

When he first escaped from the ruins, he was subjected to a soul catastrophe. He was seriously injured, and it can be said that he was so frightened that he lost his soul, and he went through nine deaths to pick up a life. And the face on his face is indelible from what happened afterward.

For all this, Su Hao knows it. Instead, he stood shoulder to shoulder with Lin Hao, frowning, looking at the pool of blood.

"Did you notice it?" Lin Hao asked as he stared at him.

"No!" Su Hao shook his head and replied, "After looking at everything around, this should indeed be the depths of the Senluo Tower, but I didn't even notice a trace of breath, which was a bit abnormal." ”

Su Hao's tone was slightly serious.

Mo Fan, standing aside, listening confused, what are you investigating?

He wanted to ask, but he had to keep his mouth shut.

Because Su Hao's eyes were cold at this moment, he didn't mean to bird him at all. Moreover, he was very surprised by the performance of the disciples of the Nine Sealed Sects around him.

The person who was deposed of Danhai for three years now has such great prestige in the sect.

However, no matter how he thought about it, he would never have thought that all of this was only achieved by Su Hao in half a year after entering the land of trials, to be precise, it was completed in this month.

Rumble!!

The spell was shocking, and the monstrous blood and water were tumbling, accompanied by the sound of the spell.

The sound roared and went on and on.

There is even more blood spilling, like rivers and lakes, very chaotic.

And in this competition, there are naturally people with low cultivation and are blasted into the pool of blood by powerful monks. As soon as their bodies approached the pool of blood, the entire body turned into powder in an instant, leaving only a skeleton that sank into the pool of blood.

The scalps of the people watching this scene were numb.

"Don't go near this pool of blood, get stuck to the blood," someone said in horror, and beside him, a monk was in pain, because of a drop of blood, the whole body fell off in the blink of an eye, and fell into the pool of blood.

It made his scalp tingle.

And on the edge of the blood pool, the alchemy disciples who watched this scene turned pale one by one, and only then did they know the horror of the blood and water. If they hadn't been stopped just now, they would have rushed in at this moment.

It is also very likely that like some monks, they will turn into a dry bone and step into a pool of blood.

Thinking of this, they couldn't help but rejoice, and the eyes that looked at Su Hao were no longer so hostile. Even if they grabbed it at the beginning, they had to face the siege of countless monks, and under that siege, there was only one way to die.

(To be continued.) )