"Poof",

The scarlet giant's head exploded open.

I saw a burst of blood splashing out, and the blood sprayed all over Ding Xiaoyi's body.

Before he could retreat, the scarlet giant shrivelled down like a deflated ball.

Blood poured from the scarlet giant's skull, and the blood seeped into the sand once more.

A violent roar once again reached everyone's ears.

The blood-colored sand surged in all directions like a raging wave, and everyone's bodies swept through the air.

They watched in amazement as the wild sand in the area surged in all directions.

Then the sand surged open, and a pool of blood boiled beneath the sand.

When the crowd saw the pool of blood boiling, their faces showed horror.

The blood was boiling, and on either side of the pool were rows of steps made of boulders.

The stairs of the pool of blood and the boulder rose slowly.

When everyone saw that, their eyes showed a wary look.

Ding Xiaoyi looked at the boiling pool of blood, and he couldn't help but recall the experience of the blood pool under Shacheng in his mind, and a sharp burning pain also surged in his chest.

"Boom",

The pool of blood appeared in everyone's sight.

Everyone looked at the steps made of boulders below the blood pool, and their faces couldn't help but change.

"Senior farmer, what's going on, this seems to be an altar." Xuanyuan Wenjie asked curiously to the old man on the side.

"The old man doesn't know what's going on." The old man looked fixedly at the stone steps made of the huge stones, and he replied with a grim face.

"Shall we go up?" Xuanyuan Wenjie asked Yang Feng.

There was silence all around, only the mysterious stone steps and the blood pool that was boiling.

"Let's go, let's see",

Yang Feng's face was slightly solemn, and he said to everyone.

The boulder was only half a zhang high, and each step was half a zhang high.

The crowd swept away and rushed towards the pool of blood.

In a few breaths, they managed to step onto the pool of blood without any hindrance.

Looking at the boiling pool of blood, everyone was also emotional.

The endless blood-colored light around seemed to pour into this pool of blood, and the pool of blood bubbled with tumbling blood bubbles.

The crowd gathered around the pool of blood, and their faces became extremely solemn.

"Do you want us to jump into this pool of blood?" Xuanyuan Wenjie asked everyone curiously.

Everyone is also puzzled, this is the ruins of Bodhi Cave.

They didn't see any entrances, only this churning pool of blood.

Blood-colored bubbles rose from the pool of blood, and the blood bubbles burst open in the air, turning into dazzling blood light.

"Is this the legendary Bloodlight Plague?"

Qingshu looked at the blood bubbles that rose in the air, and then the blood bubbles that exploded and burst open burst into bursts of blood light and scattered around.

"This Bodhi Buddha is an unfathomable Dharma, and with his temperament, he shouldn't have this pool of blood."

The old man muttered to himself.

Ding Xiaoyi looked at the pool of blood, and the burning pain in his chest became more and more intense.

Could it be that his heart is not perfect, and he needs to use the Buddha's blood in this blood pool to wash his heart, he thinks this is incredible.

"Brother Ding, what do you think?" Xuanyuan Wenjie saw that Ding Xiaoyi's face was a little pale, and he couldn't help but ask curiously.

"There is no other entrance here, maybe this is the entrance to this Bodhi Cave Ruins."

Ding Xiaoyi had a solemn expression on his face, and he said to everyone.

After hearing Ding Xiaoyi's words, everyone's hearts trembled inexplicably.

"According to the old decay, what Ding Gongzi said is not a lie, the ruins of Bodhi Cave can conjure up all kinds of illusions, and those various illusions are what we see in our hearts."

"Although there are so many members of our Wind Chasing Team, only one person can comprehend the power of the heart, then we can conjure up an entrance, so we have no choice but to enter this entrance."

The old cigarette butt took a few puffs of dry tobacco and explained to the crowd.

The mysterious couple nodded in agreement with the old cigarette butt's explanation.

The old woman also slightly combed the silver thread on her forehead, and she also nodded in agreement.

After seeing that everyone didn't have any opinions, Ding Xiaoyi was also stunned.

But he didn't expect that everyone would enter this illusion because of his own reasons.

In particular, it is better to say that this is an illusion than that it is a mental space that Bodhi Buddha himself came out of.

"Plop" sound,

I saw Ding Xiaoyi jump directly into the pool of blood.

As soon as his body entered the pool of blood, he felt a sharp pain from the piercing of steel needles all over his body.

His heart began to ache violently, as if there were countless steel needles piercing him.

Ding Xiaoyi didn't expect that as soon as he entered the blood pool, a burst of mysterious energy imprisoned him.

He couldn't move even more than half a minute, and he felt the boiling blood rushing against his body.

The pain of tearing all over his body almost buried his consciousness.

He didn't know if the other Wind Chasers had jumped into the pool of blood, and he felt the sharp pain of his flesh tearing.

"Bang, bang, bang",

The pool of blood contained powerful energy, and it poured into his flesh.

And his heart began to merge with the powerful and mysterious energy.

Could it be that this pool of blood was coming for him, he couldn't help but secretly wonder in his heart.

"Boom",

Just as he was thinking to himself, he felt his heart suddenly explode.

Powerful energy rushed directly into his heart.

No matter how strong his heart was, it couldn't withstand the powerful impact, which was comparable to the power of a star.

Ding Xiaoyi found that his heart had become fragile, and the mysterious energy directly tore his heart open.

The mysterious energy kept rushing to his heart, and it was as if his heart had been cut into countless pieces by the mysterious energy.

The pain of his heart's tear spread all around him, and he felt as if he had been torn into countless pieces by the mysterious force.

His consciousness was directly overwhelmed by the sharp pain that tore apart. It was a feeling that was countless times more painful than the light of the Hellgod entering the body.

Ding Xiaoyi's consciousness was almost brought into endless darkness by the torn pain, and he only maintained a wisp of clarity.

The light of the Prison God in his body, the power of the desolation, and the Yin and Yang Reincarnation Eyes in his sea of consciousness did not react at all.

His faint clarity was soon overwhelmed by the pain of the torn heart, and he could barely feel his heart.

At this moment, his consciousness seemed to enter a space where the Buddha's light was dazzling.

Ding Xiaoyi was stunned.

The Buddha's glow shrouded him, and he felt as if the spring rain was moistening his torn flesh, and a supreme feeling of comfort arose.

"You're here!"

Just as Ding Xiaoyi was enjoying the Buddha's glow like spring rain, a solemn voice full of treasure came into his ears.

Ding Xiaoyi was stunned for a moment, and he saw a figure slowly emerging from the Buddha's radiance.

It was a kind old man in cloth.

When he saw the old man, Ding Xiaoyi couldn't help but be stunned.

This old man doesn't look like he's from the Buddha sect, he's just an ordinary old man in cloth.

It's just that the Buddha glow that lingers around him is extremely pure, which makes Ding Xiaoyi feel a little intimate in his heart.

"Is the predecessor the Bodhi Buddha?" Ding Xiaoyi asked the old man in cloth with kind eyebrows very curiously.

"What, doesn't the old man look like Bodhi?" The old man had a playful smile on his face, and he asked Ding Xiaoyi rhetorically.

"That's not it, it's just that it's very different from the image of the Bodhi Buddha in the hearts of the younger generations." An embarrassed smile appeared on Ding Xiaoyi's face, and he explained to the old man in cloth.

"Yes or no, it's just a thought in your heart, you say yes, you say no, you don't."

The old man in cloth couldn't help but stroke his beard and smiled.

Hearing the old man's mysterious words, Ding Xiaoyi didn't know how to answer for a while.

Yes or no, it's just a matter of his thoughts.

He said yes, and he said no, he didn't.

How can there be such a casual Bodhi Buddha in this world.