Picking up the Taiyi Tiandu Sword, Yun Ziyuan walked down step by step, and under his feet, there were pieces of invisible heaven and earth vitality that were instantly solidified into bricks and stones by Yun Ziyuan, allowing him to step on the void and volley freely.

This is an alternative use of theocracy-the art of fixation, and it can also be seen that Yun Ziyuan's flexible grasp of the divine power of laws and regulations is far greater than a year ago.

"God will have decreed that the Shura trial has not yet begun, and killing is forbidden. ”

The one who took Yun Ziyuan's sword of heavenly thunder was the most loyal servant of the Shura God General, the red-clothed servant. He pulled Yin Jiu up from the ground, then walked in front of Yun Ziyuan, and said calmly, "Lord Divine General is very satisfied with your strength, but please abide by discipline. ”

Yun Ziyuan was noncommittal, put away his sword and turned to leave, just pretending to inadvertently glance up and seeing that the Shura God would be sitting on the throne, he did not react.

Seeing Yun Ziyuan coming, Ghost Fang, Ling Xuan, Leng Gaoyi and the others couldn't help but lower their heads, not daring to look directly.

"What's wrong?" Yun Ziyuan asked puzzled.

"I don't have the face to say that I am a monk in front of you......" Ghost Fang said helplessly. Yun Ziyuan's sword just now attracted the heavenly thunder, it was really too terrifying, whether it was the ghost tooth, or Leng Gaoyi or whoever it was, they didn't dare to imagine how to resist it if it was themselves, the heavenly thunder was the divine power of heaven and earth, not that they could resist it.

Yun Ziyuan listened, stretched out a finger and shook it in front of Ghost Fang and Lingxuan, and then instantly retracted it. Ghost Tooth and Ling Xuan were slightly stunned, and then they also understood, Yun Ziyuan was saying that he only had the power of a sword at present. It is true that in order to use this sword to lead the heavens and thunder, don't look at Yun Ziyuan still standing alive at this moment, in fact, the innate true sword qi in his body at this moment is already ten or nine, a few catties have dried up, and there is no strength to fight.

After Ling Xuan comprehended, he quietly took a step closer to Yun Ziyuan, staring at Leng Gao Yihu, Wei Liqiang and others around him, bluffing their steps and taking a few steps back, not knowing where he had offended Ling Xuan.

At this moment, the red-clothed servant had already finished treating Yin Jiu, Yin Jiu glanced at Yun Ziyuan with resentment and fear, and then was surrounded by his little brother and disappeared into the crowd.

......

Before the red-clothed servant stood in front of everyone, he stretched out his hands and said in a loud voice: "The third Shura trial will start immediately, please get ready to meet the Shura Blood Pool!"

"Yes!"

The people around him bowed respectfully to the red-clothed servant one by one, and stepped aside, waiting for the pool of blood to come.

Yun Ziyuan muttered to himself, "Shura Blood Pool?"

"This is the Shura trial that every Shura Hall student will experience, and it is fixed, so everyone has been prepared for a long time. ”

Beside her, Ghost Fang explained in a low voice, but for some reason, her voice seemed a little low, a little helpless, and even a little angry. Yun Ziyuan glanced at her strangely, but unfortunately he couldn't see her expression, only the grimace and wolf tooth mask.

So, Yun Ziyuan could only continue to ask, "Every session?"

"Yes, the Shura Hall is held every eight years, and we are already in the ninth. ”

"Oh. ”

At this moment, the Shura God will stand up, stretch out his hand and press down, and in an instant, the nine palaces and eighteen pavilions of the Shura Hall sank, and an extremely large shallow pit appeared in the square.

Then, out of nowhere, the god Shura took out a white jade bottle and poured it downward, and a drop of extremely bright red liquid flowed out of it and dripped into the deep pit.

In an instant, the sound of surging waves came, and I saw that this drop of liquid hit the ground and soared, and it actually filled the deep pit in the blink of an eye, turning it into a pool of blood.

The red-clothed servant stood by the blood pool and said to everyone: "I think many people have some understanding of this Shura blood pool, I repeat it again, this blood pool contains endless life essence, which can effectively help you awaken your physique and improve your cultivation qualifications, but it also contains great danger, your task now is to soak in this blood pool for a day and a night, and if you can survive after a day, it will be regarded as passing, can you understand?"

"Understood!"

"Then let's get in. ”

After that, the red-clothed servant let go of his body, and everyone still fell into the pool of blood one by one like dumplings.

Yun Ziyuan didn't move, he was a little strange about the strange appearance of the ghost tooth just now, and wanted to wait and see. And at this time, the ghost tooth pulled Ling Xuan and was about to walk towards the blood pool, suddenly, Yun Ziyuan stopped the ghost tooth and asked, "What the red clothes said is unknown, do you know what the danger is?"

Ghost Fang hesitated for a moment and said, "There are many people who know about this blood pool, but there are very few people who really know about it...... There are countless resentments in the pool of blood, and the Yaksha ghosts are endless, invading people's hearts, and if you can't resist it, you will become one of them and lose your heart. ”

Yun Ziyuan understood in an instant.

Poof!

Two sounds of entering the water came, Yun Ziyuan looked left and right, and found that he was the only one left, so he couldn't help but look at the only red-clothed servant who accompanied him, without words.

"You still can't go down?"

Yun Ziyuan shrugged his shoulders and turned around and walked towards the pool of blood.

In mid-air, the god Shura will sit on the throne and look at Yun Ziyuan below with interest, expecting to wait for his reaction.

......

The pool of blood, as the name suggests, is a pond where blood gathers into a pond.

And now the Shura blood pool that appeared in front of Yun Ziyuan was indeed red, red like the hot blood flowing in the body of a hot-blooded man!

Yun Ziyuan had never seen so much blood, and looking at the Shura Blood Pool at such a close distance, the pool of thick plasma in the pool was even more disgusting, and it was not long to look at.

However, this blood pool still exudes a strange attraction, as if it is spitting out thousands of intoxicating spider silks, tempting Yun Ziyuan to approach, enter, and soak......

Yun Ziyuan is calm, his god is also fixed, and the consciousness body in his eyebrows turns into the supreme Yuqing King, calming his heart and soul. He looked down and saw that there were countless shadows on the left and right sides of his reflection in the blood pool, and there were countless shadows, shadows and shadows, as if there were countless souls staying in the pool, waiting for the opportunity to see the blue sky.

"Yakshas?"

Yun Ziyuan felt that these so-called Yaksha demons seemed to have seen them somewhere, and after blinking, Yun Ziyuan's heart moved, and he remembered that these so-called Yaksha demons were dressed in linen, and they were clearly dressed as ordinary people!

Yun Ziyuan stretched out his hand and swiped it in front of his eyes, the eye of the divine sign was used, his eyes shone brightly, and suddenly, this blood pool showed a completely different appearance in Yun Ziyuan's eyes.

"It's ......"

Yun Ziyuan froze instantly, his whole person was like thunder, his face turned pale, and he shook and almost fell to the ground.

I saw that in Yun Ziyuan's eyes, where was this pool of blood, this was clearly a corpse, not a monk, it was all the corpses of ordinary people, and even most of them were the corpses of children who were not more than ten years old! In this shallow pit, Yun Ziyuan couldn't tell at all how many people had died here, and there were countless of them, which made people tremble.

Yun Ziyuan's face turned pale to look at the red-clothed servant, and the red-clothed servant took the initiative to say very consciously: "Slaughter millions of mortals with blood, take essence and blood, and gather to form this Shura blood pool, which contains the treasures of heaven and earth, and can help cultivation." ”

Bloodslaughter millions!

Seeing that the red-clothed servant said it so lightly, Yun Ziyuan instantly had a splitting headache and almost fell to the ground, he propped his head and continued to ask: "The so-called Yaksha demon in there ...... there"

"It's just their ghosts. The red-clothed servant's voice was still indifferent, as cold as a pool of blood without any temperature on this side.

"Resentful spirits?"

Yun Ziyuan put away his divine eyes, and at this moment, he could still feel that the endless resentment in the blood pool was so heavy and terrifying. Yun Ziyuan was scared, he was afraid in the real sense of the word for the first time, he was not afraid that he would be invaded by resentful spirits, but he was afraid that his heart would not be able to withstand the moral condemnation!

The monk pursues the immortal path, but he has slaughtered the mundane as a means, how different is this behavior from the demon race a hundred years ago!

"Please come in. ”

At this time, the red-clothed servant urged.

Yun Ziyuan was furious, he was absolutely unwilling to enter such a blood pool, even if it could help him quickly improve his strength and help him take revenge, Yun Ziyuan was not willing to enter. In order to cultivate quickly, quickly improve his strength, in order to take revenge on the Heavenly Gate Divine Lord, he can give up many things, he gave up his dignity, joined the Heavenly Gate, and cultivated the enemy's exercises, he also gave up his heart, began to become ruthless, and was not afraid of killing people, but no matter what, he did not allow himself to lose his bottom line, lose the bottom line of being a human being.

And ordinary people are Yun Ziyuan's bottom line, he can kill indiscriminately, but he will never allow himself to slaughter ordinary people, naturally he can't accept this way of cultivating with the lives of ordinary people.

"I refuse to enter!"

The red-clothed servant said, "I can't help you!"

Yun Ziyuan didn't pay attention to the red-clothed servant, but directly raised his head and pointed at the Shura Divine General, and scolded: "You crazy people! Aren't you afraid of God's curse?!"

"In the Gate of Heaven, the God Lord is everything, even if it is a heavenly curse, it must be approved by the God Lord. ”

The Shura God General stood up and said in a cold voice: "And this blood pool was personally instructed and arranged by the Divine Master, and your presumptuousness is not allowed!"

"Yes!"

I saw a red-clothed servant dodge behind Yun Ziyuan, reached out with both hands, grabbed Yun Ziyuan's cloak, and was about to throw Yun Ziyuan into the pool of blood.

Yun Ziyuan was furious, and immediately resisted, his cloak was infused with sword qi, and it became very fierce, and it instantly came out of the hands of the red-clothed servant. It's just that now the sword qi in his body is not much left after the Heavenly Thunder Sword, how can he resist the red-clothed servant who is obviously hidden.

The red-clothed servant flew up again, extremely brave, his hands flipped over, and his palms were surging, forcing Yun Ziyuan to retreat step by step, until he retreated to the edge of the blood pool, and there was no way to retreat.

Since there is no way to avoid it, and there is no way to endure it, Yun Ziyuan decided not to avoid it, and gritted his teeth fiercely

Root, agitate with all your strength to prepare for a counterattack!

The Taiyi Tiandu sword instantly turned into a black mang, Yun Ziyuan raised it with one hand, and the flying sword slashed the stars!

However, the red-clothed servant just shook his hand, and actually grabbed the Taiyi Tiandu Sword directly, and wiped out all the innate true sword qi on it, and then he entered it again with one palm, imprinted on Yun Ziyuan's chest.

In an instant, Yun Ziyuan crossed an arc and fell into the Shura blood pool.