With the two quasi-immortal weapons in hand, Chen Xian finally moved.

He came to a distance less than a foot from the sea, lowered his head and glanced at Zhang Qing, "Fellow Daoist, this time, can you still go in?" ”

After speaking, without waiting for Zhang Qing's answer, the whole person bloomed with blood-colored light, and then turned into a drop of crimson blood and flickered wildly in place.

Chen Xian, or this Chen Immortal, the body is a drop of blood, a drop of blood of all the bloodlines condensed by the Chu Chen bloodline.

It was the same as the blood in the immortal pond in front of it, but the power level was different.

At a certain moment, after this drop of blood flickered wildly, it seemed to have completed the same frequency as the blood of the fairy pond and disappeared in place.

At the same time, above the invisible barrier, a hole the size of a water droplet opened.

It was at this moment that the many powerhouses around them shot at the same time, and even the earth immortals from afar began to rush here frantically.

More and more of this fell on the gap the size of a water droplet, and they shot together, tearing the gap apart, and gradually, the hole became bigger and bigger.

Then, invariably, a pair of eyes stared at Zhang Qing, who had a somewhat stiff expression, staring at the sea.

At this moment, Zhang Qing, because of the power of Chen Immortal, the power of the immortal bloodline has disappeared, and he can move freely.

Compared to the people and demons above, he seems to have an advantage over anyone else.

Because the fairy pond is not above the sea, but below the sea.

Zhang Qing can enter it at any time.

"Bring me something out." There was a terrifying strong man who spoke, Zhang Qing couldn't see his face clearly, and only felt a force penetrate the sea and fall in.

However, before he could catch the thing, the invisible sea water had already melted it...

This scene silenced everyone.

Having learned from the past, Zhang Qing no longer had any words, and even his five senses were closed, and then plunged into the immortal pool.

Trance glanced back, and sure enough, these terrifying beings fought together again, and the never-ending decisive battle in the outside world continued in this dream world.

Looking back, the world of the ocean is gone, replaced by a vast void space, but this layer of nothingness is blood-colored.

The immortal pond is not a pool, but a space, and the immortal blood is not the liquid in the cognition, at least Zhang Qing did not see a single drop of blood in this blood-red nothingness.

From the outside, it looks like it's a completely different world from the inside of the fairy pond.

The blood-red void was very large, no wonder Immortal Chen would ask for a quasi-immortal weapon that could fly, and Zhang Qing was the only heterochromatic among them, which made him look out of place.

At the same time, it also attracted him to blood-red veins.

"Chu Chenming Luo Immortal." Zhang Qing recalled the immortal name of the sin immortal, and reached out to touch one of the blood-colored veins.

In my mind, there is the roar of wind and rain and thunder, the hum of the earth shaking the mountains, the destruction of heaven and earth, and the deafening deafening of the beginning of the world.

Any of these voices came from an incomparably vast power, and they could easily tear Zhang Qing apart, but the strange thing was that in the face of these movements that were far beyond his cultivation level, Zhang Qing was unmoved, and listened quietly.

Eventually, the veins touched by his hand broke apart and melted into the blood-colored void around him.

Zhang Qing has no more secrets and no less, so it is difficult for him to analyze what is working, even the blood of an immortal cannot kill him.

More and more blood-colored veins around him were attracted by Zhang Qing, and it seemed that this immortal pool had also noticed Zhang Qing's alien nature, and they came to devour him and assimilate him, or do some other temptation.

Without exception, as long as Zhang Qing doesn't take the initiative, these veins can't find him.

It seems that Xianchi can detect his existence at the same time, but he can't find any trace of him.

Existence but non-existence, this feeling is wonderful, Zhang Qing tried to reach out and grasp a crimson vein, and suddenly his mind seemed to be pulled above the nine heavens, standing in the clouds.

He stood in the sea of clouds, lowered his head, and saw the endless chaos, which was the origin of the world, the whirlpool of the Great Dao of Heaven and Earth.

When he looked up, he saw a deeper cloud, one layer after another, numbering thirty-three, and above his head was the only circular hollow, with a golden glow shining on him.

Immediately after, a huge seal fell, and Zhang Qing's vision became dark.

He's dead.

When I opened my eyes, there was a blood-red nothingness in front of me.

"That scene is the picture of Chu Chenming Luo Immortal being judged by the Immortal Court, being knocked down into the world and turned into a sin immortal suppressed in this one-yuan land."

Zhang Qing's breathing became a little heavy, he stretched out his hand again, and came to the clouds again with a good heart.

He couldn't wait to look up at the thirty-three clouds.

He saw some vague figures, and when he tried to look closely, it was dark again.

Open your eyes, reach out and touch the blood-colored veins, and continue!

Again and again, his consciousness continued to darken and bright, and finally Zhang Qing gave up, he never saw clearly what those vague figures looked like.

But what he can be sure of is that it is the Lie Immortals, that is the three thousand Lie Immortals rumored in the Thirty-Three Days!

They judge an immortal, suppress it in the world, and reduce it to a sin immortal, and they are the supreme beings of the three realms.

It's a pity that Zhang Qing can't see it, even if it's their vague shadow, he can't look at it clearly.

Stretching out his palm again to return to the clouds, Zhang Qing looked at the thing that had killed him again this time.

That's a big seal.

Boxy.

All he could see was the one outline, and he could only understand the one outline.

And even such a silhouette contains the ultimate spatial Dao rhyme, as Sendai, he has been in contact with the void for tens of thousands of years, but at this moment, he only feels that tens of thousands of years of comprehension of the void is not even qualified to touch the outline of this great seal.

Dead again.

Zhang Qing looked at this blood-colored world, that's right, the endless blood-colored veins had covered him in all directions, even if they couldn't find themselves, but Zhang Qing couldn't see the complete crimson nothingness through the impenetrable veins.

But as Zhang Qing stretched out his hand to remove the countless veins, nothingness reappeared, and the veins also changed accordingly.

This blood-red world seems to have an extra river because of Zhang Qing, and the water of the river is an endless blood-colored vein, and the end of the river is where Zhang Qing stands.

The river meanders and flows, and I don't know where it is at the end, in short, Zhang Qingji can't look at it.

Maybe the Chen Immortals who use the quasi-immortal weapon can swim in this immortal pool.

Zhang Qing didn't think about anything else, and concentrated on reaching out and touching these 'blood's.

Maybe it's fairy blood.

He looked at the big seal that killed him again and again, little by little, using the Dao rhyme he had realized about the space to copy the outline of the big seal.