The hearts of the nine people of Taihua Mountain are heavy.

Yes, the Realm Blood Bead is at least an immortal-level magic weapon, and how powerful is the creature inside it?

"Anyway, let's get out of this place first. Han Sanbao said in a deep voice.

And with this short conversation, the fear in everyone's hearts was dispelled a little.

Walking all the way along the blood pool, after walking for about three or four hours, I finally saw a piece of land.

A blood-red forest.

Earth, stones, trees...... Everything is blood-red and weird.

The trees were sparsely scattered, each with only a trunk and no branches or leaves, and they stood like needles in the blood-red earth, looking more like the back of a large hedgehog with barbs.

After discovering that piece of land and having a clear destination, the nine people of Taihua Mountain rose up.

Wan Hao's cultivation is the highest, and only he can fly with Han Sanbao's imperial sword and quickly fly over several miles of blood pools.

They had been walking in the disgusting liquid for several hours, and they had already been so disgusted that they could not see a dry piece of land, whether it was strange or not, and they fell one after another.

Stepping on the solid and dry ground, I felt extremely steady when I stepped on the ground, and the tiredness of walking for several hours in a row came to my heart, and no one was in the mood to stand anymore, sitting on the blood-red earth, leaning against the trunk of a tree that stood like a needle, wheezing for breath.

After resting for a while, Wan Hao flipped his wrist, took out a few clean steamed buns, and distributed them to everyone to eat.

The steamed buns are snow-white, in stark contrast to the blood red of the whole world.

Han Sanbao took the steamed bun and looked at it in a daze.

Wan Hao wondered: "What's wrong?"

Then he smiled again: "Don't worry, the steamed bun is in my Qiankun ring and has not been soaked in blood." ”

"Qiankun Ring?

Han Sanbao's cultivation of the really idiotic side broke out again.

"You don't know?"

The nine people of Taihua Mountain were stunned.

"I don't know. Han Sanbao said as a matter of course: "Are you very famous?"

Wan Hao smiled bitterly and explained: "The so-called Qiankun is the meaning of Qiankun inside, and it is a magic weapon with a certain independent space, which can be used to store daily items. The size of the space depends on the grade. My Qiankun Ring is a superb spiritual weapon, and it has a considerable independent space, and the daily needs of the nine of our senior brothers are kept here by me. ”

As he spoke, he stretched out his right index finger, and sure enough, he was wearing a green jade ring, without extra carvings, and it looked ordinary.

"The Qiankun ring is just one kind, and there are also Qiankun belts and Qiankun bags...... In short, as long as there is an independent space to store things, it belongs to the Qiankun class of magic weapons. ”

Wan Hao said, suspicious: "You are the closed disciple of Xuanzu, why hasn't he told you this?"

The little overlord couldn't help but taunt Xuanzu in his heart, and sure enough, what he said to himself was just some cultivation fur, and it was really ...... Miserly.

Thinking so, he didn't want to say that Xuanzu was not in front of them, and said, "I forgot for a while." ”

A few people were eating steamed buns with a kind smile on their faces.

Han Sanbao took the steamed bun and took a bite, the mouth was sweet, there was still residual warmth, and he couldn't help but be curious: "What...... Or is it hot?"

"The internal space of the Qiankun magic weapon, there is no time passing, it is a completely static space, and the steamed buns are hot when they are put in, even if they are taken out every ten or eight years, they are still hot. Wan Hao sat down on the side, took a bite of the steamed bun and explained while eating.

He is a late cultivator of Danpin Bigu, and he no longer needs to eat ordinary food, but in this terrifying place, eating something can relax his mood a little.

Little Overlord couldn't help but have his eyes shining.

The days on the mountain are free, but sometimes they are particularly distressing, such as in the summer, when they finally have a good harvest and catch a lot of game, thinking that it should be enough to eat for several days, but unfortunately, the rest of the day is eaten, and the next day it stinks and has to be thrown away.

If you have a Qiankun ring...... Don't you want to put it for as long as you want?

Thinking about it, he said tentatively: "Such a good thing, it should be ...... Rare, right?"

Gong Chengzhang on the side said: "This is natural, the Qiankun magic weapon is countless times more precious than other magic weapons, and we have nine senior brothers and sisters, and only the senior brother has it, and it is also a desperate life to complete an extremely difficult task for the master, and the master is rewarded." Don't look at it as just a top-grade spiritual weapon, take other kinds of top-grade treasures, and the senior brother may not necessarily change it. ”

Wan Hao said: "It's not necessarily, it's resolutely not changing." ”

"Haha......"

Several people in Taihua Mountain couldn't help but burst into laughter.

Although this place is weird and terrifying, but after getting used to it, I don't feel as frightening as at the beginning.

So arrogant?

Xiao Bawang muttered in his heart, but he couldn't help but let out a sincere smile.

These nine people, although they were born in a famous faction, 108,000 miles higher than his little overlord thief's background, got along with him, but they did not have the slightest frame of a disciple of a famous family, but showed a sincere heroism everywhere, which made the little overlord feel broken.

In my heart, I gradually treated them as brothers and sisters, except for the little junior sister Hu Ning.

That little girl is not much older than him, so naturally he can only condescend to his sister. In a team of ten people, Xiaobawang can't be the bottom, right?

Han Sanbao pondered in his heart, and unconsciously looked at his little junior sister Hu Ning.

Hu Ning was also looking at him in a daze, and when he saw him suddenly look over, he hurriedly lowered his head, pretending to concentrate on eating steamed buns, but in fact, the twisting appearance like sitting on a needle carpet was seen by everyone.

Wan Hao lightly bumped the little overlord's shoulder, raised his eyebrows and said, "Sanbao, how is my little junior sister?"

Hu Ning was born pretty, although she is not as beautiful as Lu Weihan, nor as slim as Qiu Yixuan, she is also born beautiful, plus she was born in a famous family, and she has been taught by strict elders since she was a child, and she naturally has a beautiful temperament on her body, and her shy and twisted appearance is even more incisive and incisive in the demeanor of the little daughter.

It looks like something special.

Han Sanbao was about to answer, but suddenly saw several sword lights breaking through the sky above the blood pool in front of him like meteors.

The little overlord looked stunned and stood up suddenly.

Seeing his sudden expression as if he was facing a great enemy, the rest of the people smiled for a moment, and hurriedly turned around to follow his gaze, and their faces sank, and they stood up one after another, and with a few sonorous sounds, the sword was unsheathed.

A total of seven streamers broke through the sky.

It was seven shining flying swords, and on each of them stood a strange man in a black robe, with an evil face.

In the whooshing sound, the southeast and northwest surrounded ten people.

Ten people gathered back to back, staring at each other with awe-inspiring expressions.

"Who are you?" shouted Wan Hao.

The seven black-robed people were all old, the youngest was fifty or sixty years old, and the oldest was probably eighty or ninety.

One of them stepped forward slightly with the flying sword, standing in front of several black-robed people, his eyes flickering, exuding a ruthless and vicious intent.

He was about seventy years old, with a white goatee, a haggard face, and nothing more conspicuous than his lips, which were as thick as two sausages.

He clenched his fists at the ten people, and said in a gloomy voice: "I don't dare to ask you for advice?"

Wan Hao also hugged his fists at the other party, and said with a calm face: "Under Wan Hao, it is the ten elders of Taihua Mountain, Shangguan Zhenren, who sit down as the eldest disciples, and they are all junior brothers and sisters below. I didn't dare to ask a few masters of what sect?"

"Taihua Mountain...... Gee. ”

The Fuji Dao people sighed and said gloomily: "A few little dolls that have not dried up are tired and tired for no reason. Blood Shadow Gate, have you heard of it?"

The ten people's expressions were awe-inspiring, and their hearts sank at the same time.

The Blood Shadow Gate, which was all the rage a hundred years ago, was the first evil sect in the cultivation world at that time, under the leadership of the bloody old demon, almost half of the world was refined into a blood pool, and then all the righteous people joined hands to strangle it, so far the door was destroyed.

disappeared for a hundred years, everyone thought it was completely extinct, but they didn't want to linger here.

"Thunder. ”

Wan Hao sneered with a calm face and said: "The monstrous blood wave that was set off in the world a hundred years ago is still terrifying. The Blood Shadow Gate hurts the heavens and harms reason, and it is intolerable to the heavens, it is said that it has been strangled and destroyed by the righteous people back then, but I don't want to, it turns out that there are still remnants of evil hiding here. ”

"Strangling and destroying the ......"

The Fuji Dao people were in a trance, as if they remembered the tragic battle back then, and muttered: "Yes, if it weren't for the Realm Blood Bead, my Blood Shadow Sect would indeed be slaughtered by the so-called righteous people in your mouth." It's a pity that our lives should not be extinct, as long as the bounded blood beads exist for one day, our Blood Shadow Gate will have a comeback one day. ”

"Wishful thinking. Wan Hao sneered.

"Really?"

Fuji Daoren smiled and said, "Unfortunately, you can't see that day." Today, I will drain all your blood, so that you will have the honor of being a part of this boundless pool of blood, and refining your souls into blood puppets, eternal life, and serving the Blood Venerable. Hehe, haha......"