This group of uninvited guests, the aura on their bodies was a little messy, and they were more or less injured to varying degrees.

One of them had a scar on the right side of his face, and although it had healed, the glaring blood mark could still be seen. The other person, wearing a tight plain robe on his bronzed skin, has lost his former charm.

The person who came was the bounty hunter team of Wang Tao and Wenlan Gongzi.

At this time, there were still three people left in Wang Tao's bounty hunter team, and two people left in Wen Lan Gongzi's bounty hunter team, and it could be seen from their situation that they had encountered several battles along the way, and their respective teams had paid a heavy price.

"Pool of Blood!"

The eyes of the two flashed with different lights, and the only thing they had in common was their yearning for the pool of blood.

"It's him!"

Wang Tao observed the crowd around him, and a hundred meters away from the blood pool were covered by layers of thick scarlet blood mist, but Wang Tao found a young man in a light gray robe at a glance, and the aura emanating from his body was very familiar to him.

After not seeing him for a few days, the killing intent that emanated from his body invisibly made him feel a palpitation-like feeling, and this feeling was also familiar to him, it was the aura that permeated this ancient killing domain.

Wenlan Gongzi also discovered Sikong Haoran's figure, but when he saw the evil boy holding Hanjiang in his hand, a resentful killing intent flashed in his eyes, and soon this trace of killing intent was hidden in the deepest part of his heart.

"I advise you to give up this mission, so as not to follow in the footsteps of Wei Hu, this young man can have today's achievements, there must be a strong background behind him, and with the aura he exudes now, you may not be able to kill him!" Wenlan Gongzi clearly remembered that not long ago when Sikong Haoran attacked and killed Wei Hu, even she didn't find out that this young man was hiding in the shadows, if he attacked him, what would be the end.

Especially at the end, he looked at his eyes, with a thick warning, this kind of look was familiar to her, exactly the same as when the poisonous snake attacked, without too many words, and after the blow was successful, he was far away.

It was hard for her to believe that this young man was only fourteen or fifteen years old, why his heart was so deep and terrifying.

"Hmph... , I can't do things in your turn to teach, I have my own measurements!" Wang Tao touched the sword marks on the right side of his face, as well as the dead brother, his indifferent and cold eyes suddenly began to fluctuate at this moment, and he took one step and walked towards the pool of blood.

At this moment, a young man with a little loose hair and a little blood stain in white clothes walked out of the blood-colored mystery cave with a broken folding fan, "It seems that I guessed correctly, there is really a hole in this, hey... I'll see where you're running this time!"

Sikong Haoran ran the Immortal Golden Body Technique, the Haoran Sword Technique, and the Soul Determination to compete with the thick qi and blood in the sky, but to no avail, even the soul power was suppressed in this blood pool, and the distance released was less than ten meters, but the distance between these ten meters did not include the distance between it and the blood pool.

The distance of ten meters from the blood pool is like a moat, insurmountable, Sikong Haoran is not sure that when he walks next to the blood pool, will it turn into a pool of blood.

He is not an outlaw, and he will never gamble with his life easily if he does not have to.

No matter how big the call in the dark is, no matter how attractive the essence blood in the blood pool is, it is not enough to make Sikong Haoran lose his square inch, because there is no need at all.

There are countless blessed places in this Hengduan Continent Cave, and the resources in the Sword Sect are even more attractive, if you lose this opportunity, you can recover it from other places, but if you lose your life, then there will be no chance to start over.

Running all the power that can be used in the body, the soul power spreads in the ten meters space in front of him, feeling the blood and qi around him, trying to find out that glimmer of life, even a little bit of law.

"Uh-huh!"

Sikong Haoran felt that the corrosive aura and blood qi in the sky had some subtle resonance with the killing intent he had comprehended in another layer of space, this discovery made him surprised inexplicably, his eyes suddenly flashed a trace of essence, and in an instant, the whole world seemed to be quiet.

Seven killing words appeared in the soul ocean, as if returning to the previous stone wall, the sword aura in the killing words, the figure stained red by blood, and the artistic conception of killing exuded by the seven killing words, as if there were all traces in Sikong Haoran's eyes.

The constant "grunting" sound of the blood pool, and the thick qi and blood around him, are no longer so upsetting and irregular, but echo with the seven killing words in the soul ocean, or resonate with the killing intent exuded by the seven killing words.

Whether it is the pool of blood or the blood qi that permeates the surroundings, in the final analysis, it is inseparable from a killing word.

Realize the artistic conception of killing, and melt into your body with killing, so that you can also have the killing intent in the pool of blood or even in the blood, then you will no longer be affected by it.

Thinking of this, Sikong Haoran completely calmed down, with the soul determination companion and the powerful soul power as the backing, all this, for him, is only a matter of time.

...

The people ten meters away from the blood pool, in addition to Sikong Haoran, there are also Xiao Jinghong, Wang Tao, Wenlan Gongzi, and the white-clothed young man Murong Yuan.

The three people of Daomen greed, hatred, and stupidity stayed thirty meters away from the blood pool, because one step further, it would be difficult for them to control the restlessness in their hearts, although the blood emitted by this blood pool could amplify their delusions and greed, but it could also be subtle, and at the same time wash their hearts.

Some people can control it, but others can't.

Along the way, I have been affected by the killing domain all the time, and those desires that have been suppressed or even hidden in the depths of my heart have gradually awakened after stepping into the pool of blood, and they are eating away at my mind little by little.

A pair of scarlet eyes, the moment they raised their heads, they became puppet ghosts with murderous intent.

The whole body was moved, and the terrible screams rose and fell one after another around the pool of blood, blood spilled, and stumps and broken arms flew sideways.

Originally, those who were at the zero boundary point, and even those who suppressed the killing intent to the death, collapsed and broke the embankment in an instant of restlessness, and joined the team of slaughter.

After they were controlled by the killing intent, they completely lost their minds and lost their palms on their bodies

Control, in their eyes, those amiable and respectable companions, brothers, brothers, and sisters, are all cattle, sheep, pigs and dogs that can be killed.

"It's me, it's me, senior sister, you... What's wrong with you, wake up!"

"Don't kill me, don't kill me, all the treasures on my body are for you!"

"Don't come, don't come!"

No matter how much they shouted and called, they couldn't wake up those puppet ghosts controlled by killing intent, and make them give up the raised butcher knife.

After going through many levels, the people who came here all came with bloody hands and stepped on other people's corpses. It was only at this moment that they realized that the last miserable appearance of those who were killed by them has now become a portrayal of themselves.

True fear is never shifted by human will, and it only takes a moment, a trigger, to easily tear anyone's defense.

The fighting continued, and those who resisted were also joined by other puppet ghosts, turning into corpses. Immediately after, it turned into a pool of blood under the scarlet blood qi, and then slowly flowed into the pool of blood in a corner they didn't find.

...

Everything that happened around them didn't attract Sikong Haoran's attention, even those puppet ghosts controlled by the killing intent couldn't move an inch within ten meters of him, they didn't have consciousness, but the invisible killing intent brought them a kind of oppression.

In the sea of souls, the seven killing words bloomed with majestic killing intent, and they were wantonly hustle.

One person, a three-foot Qingfeng, the seventh killing word is about to be completed under the sword.

Sikong Haoran suddenly opened his eyes, and the fierce killing intent of the Dao Dao spread around the blood pool, and even Murong Yuan, who was sitting not far from him, was also affected, and was almost invaded by this heavenly killing intent.

In addition to Murong Yuan, Prince Wenlan and Wang Tao also opened their eyes, and a trace of jealousy flashed in their eyes. Only Xiao Jinghong was not affected, he was immersed in the perception of killing intent at this time.

In an instant, Sikong Haoran got up and stepped out.

He felt that the Xuan Qi that had been suppressed for a long time could be used to make him happy. This step seems to affect the qi and blood around it, communicating the rules in the killing domain.

The scarlet blood mist that originally needed to be confronted, the irritating blood qi that was unbearable if inhaled a little, at this moment, it was like turning into a free Xuan Qi between heaven and earth, forming a whirlpool, and quickly pouring into Sikong Haoran's body.

Murong Yuan, Wenlan Gongzi, and Wang Tao were all dumbfounded and dumbfounded, all of which were too unbelievable for them and subverted their cognition.

Especially Wang Tao, who has an endless situation with Sikong Haoran, is even more frightened. He wondered if he should go up and give him a sword and stab him in a few holes, but he had more than enough strength in his heart, and the murderous aura in the sky suppressed him breathlessly, and he sighed for a long time in his heart, unable to calm down.

Sikong Haoran's soul power can now envelop the blood pool within a radius of fifty meters, naturally he discovered their existence, stayed on Xiao Jinghong's body for a while, didn't pay attention to them anymore, and didn't even turn his head, he wasn't worried

Others will sneak attack.

Because here, he knew that the Xuan Qi in everyone's body, and even his actions, would be suppressed, and it would not be enough to pose any threat to him.

He could feel the killing intent in Wang Tao's heart, and Sikong Haoran was also weighing whether to kill him now, this opportunity was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, if he was to change to another place, he would have to pay a heavy price if he wanted to kill him.

Sikong Haoran didn't take action, the corners of his mouth rose slightly, he let go of other thoughts, and his soul was immersed in the perception of killing intent.

Every step he took made the blood mist around him vibrate, and even the blood rolling in the blood pool was affected, as if it was calling, as if it was intimacy, and the inexplicable shout became stronger.

In the blink of an eye, the distance of ten meters, which was originally out of reach, was close in front of me.

Standing quietly on the edge of the blood pool, looking at the creation that was close at hand, making all cultivators rush to it, Sikong Haoran seemed calm and calm at the moment.

In the sea of soul power, at the moment when the last killing word was formed, the killing intent permeated by his body seemed to be integrated with the surroundings, and all the suppressed Xuan Qi and soul power could also be easily used, and the feeling of returning and controlling everything made Sikong Haoran can't help but want to look up to the sky and roar.

Xiao Jinghong also opened his eyes at this time, and the killing intent that permeated the air was confronting the killing intent released by Sikong Haoran, as if they were competing with each other.

Sikong Haoran smiled indifferently, and in Xiao Jinghong's angry gaze, he made a move that he couldn't calm down for a long time.

(End of chapter)