The blood-colored giant tripod is constantly condensed, and the blood-colored mist emitted is constantly pouring into Zhang Yi's body, making Zhang Yi's pores dilated and greedily devouring, with the operation of the Blood Demon Sutra, Zhang Yi's cultivation is like a rocket, growing rapidly.

Immersed in the situation of skyrocketing cultivation, Zhang Yi had completely removed his attention from the blood-colored giant tripod, and was bent on fighting for fate to turn the exercises, just hoping that at this moment, he could gain something.

The blood-colored giant tripod, the blood mist emitted, I don't know what it is, the more Zhang Yi cultivates, the more frightened he becomes, the speed of this cultivation is many times faster than he devours blood.

Time keeps passing, Zhang Yi's cultivation is also growing, and in the blink of an eye, half a month has passed. In half a month, Zhang Yi is already a master at the pinnacle, and under continuous absorption, the realm has been stabilized, and vaguely, there is an opportunity to impact the Purple Mansion.

In the past half a month, the blood-colored giant tripod that has been suspended in the void, rising and falling, has turned into the size of a fist, constantly humming, and the blood light emitted is strange and slightly soft.

"Whew!"

With a breath of turbidity, Zhang Yi slowly opened his eyes and looked at the fist-sized Ding with a calm face.

"Three legs and two ears, suppressing one side of the world"

In his heart, such an idea was suddenly born, which made Zhang Yi's heart startled, and his eyes were full of shock.

This tripod is not simple. Looking at the blood-colored Xiaoding, Zhang Yi's eyes became sharp, blooming with fine light, as if he wanted to see through everything and peek into its origin.

However, the blood light emitted by that Xiaoding blocked everything, making Zhang Yi unable to see its origin, and in desperation, he had no choice but to give up. However, driven by curiosity, Zhang Yi did not want to give up, but slowly approached, wanting to take Nading for his own use.

As soon as Zhang Yi took a step, the blood tripod seemed to have sensed it, and let out a cheerful ringing sound, a flash, turned into a blood line, and rushed towards Zhang Yi.

Faced with this sudden scene, Zhang Yi was shocked, and he couldn't care about the curiosity in his heart, so he turned around, his figure flashed, and he rushed to the side.

However, the blood tripod seemed to have spiritual intelligence, and at the same time as Zhang Yi turned around, a bright blood light erupted, and at a faster speed, it rushed towards Zhang Yi, the speed was extremely fast, almost teleporting, and it approached Zhang Yi's side, and with a burst of cheers, it directly crashed into Zhang Yi.

In the face of this strange blood tripod, Zhang Yi's face changed greatly, but he found that he could not avoid it, and he had no choice but to let out a long sigh, and he wanted to resist the blood tripod with this, but looking at his appearance, he also knew that it was useless.

The blood tripod crashed into Zhang Yi, but he didn't see the scene of blood splashing, and he didn't make any sound. Blood Ding, in Zhang Yi's surprised gaze, flashed a blood light and submerged into Zhang Yi's body.

With the submersion of the Blood Ding, Zhang Yi's face turned pale, he felt that the matter was even more serious than he imagined, if the Blood Ding was seriously injured by the impact on him as he had just expected, he could also use the Blood Demon Sutra to heal himself. However, now, when the blood enters the body, I don't know what will happen, once it erupts from the body and destroys his internal organs, at that time, the immortals are also helpless, and it can be said that there is no way to return to the sky.

"Hmph!" With a cold snort, Zhang Yi condensed the true qi of his whole body, frantically rushed to the blood tripod, and the blood beads were also mobilized by Zhang Yi, all just to be able to resist the further penetration of the blood tripod.

At the same time, Zhang Yi called the blood demon over and over again, at this critical time, calm as he was, he was also a little flustered, I don't know what to do, if there is a blood demon, everything, will not be so passive.

Calling over and over again, but not getting a response from the Blood Demon, it seems that the Blood Demon has completely disappeared.

The current situation made Zhang Yi's heart sink, he didn't understand why the blood demon disappeared after entering this blood-colored space, could it be that there was some accident.

Facing a predicament and worrying about the blood demon, Zhang Yi's face was gloomy to the extreme, and the urging of the true qi had reached the extreme, wanting to force the blood tripod that entered the body out of the body.

Everything didn't go according to what Zhang Yi thought, Xueding, in Zhang Yi's body, like entering a no-man's land, rushing left and right, ignoring the true qi condensed by Zhang Yi, as if he didn't pay attention to it at all.

And the Soul Snatching Blood Bead, after appearing for a moment, returned to Zhang Yi's dantian position again, and returned to calm, as if everything had nothing to do with it.

"Damn it!"

The ensuing changes made Zhang Yi's face change again, and he cursed, but he was powerless, and he said that his reliance could not be used, which made him feel a sense of frustration.

|“ Hey, let it be. ”

Seeing that he couldn't stop it, Zhang Yi also gave up resistance, like an old monk, sitting cross-legged on the ground, quietly watching all this, as if all this did not happen in his body.

The blood tripod wandered in Zhang Yi's body, and everywhere it passed, it was all blood red, blood light, which was devoured by Zhang Yi himself, refined, and became a pure ability, full of Zhang Yi's meridians, and constantly growing, as if to crush his meridians.

Zhang Yi, who has been watching this scene, has no joy or sorrow, there is no distraction in his heart, gradually, the whole person seems to have lost consciousness, closed his eyes tightly, like an old monk, motionless, and at the same time, he has no sense of what is happening in the outside world.

The blood tripod wandered in Zhang Yi's body, for a full ninety-nine eighty-one cycle, before it stopped, slowly came out of Zhang Yi's body, suspended on Zhang Yi's forehead, and the entire tripod, the blood light converged, and there was no such monster as just now.

A blood-colored silk thread seeped out from the ding, connecting to the center of Zhang Yi's eyebrows, and then, it continued to hum. One person and one tripod, completely in a state of equilibrium, are all stationary, in the heaven and earth, except for the hum of the blood tripod, there is no sound.

Time passed little by little, and in the blink of an eye, it had been half a year since Lin Yufeng and a few people left the demon domain.

The outside world, He Yunshi, Qin Yao, and Lin Yufeng have all decided that Zhang Yi is dead, and they no longer have any thoughts about him returning alive.

The rumors about Zhang Yi are still continuous, and his reputation has stinked to the extreme, and many sects have put pressure on the Demon God Sect to give an explanation.

Although Bai Fan had already stated that Zhang Yi had nothing to do with the Demon God Sect, it was an indisputable fact that Zhang Yi was once a disciple of the Demon God Sect, so those sects whose disciples had lost their lives vaguely joined forces to ask Bai Fan to give an explanation.

As for Bai Fan, he didn't come out behind closed doors, no matter how big the storm was in the outside world, he didn't come forward, as if he gave the outside world the feeling that the trouble caused by Zhang Yi had nothing to do with the Demon God Sect at all.

Hundred Flowers Pie, among the lush flowers, two beautiful people stand, both silent, with a trace of sadness on their faces.

"Master, the Heavenly Sword Sect Liu Yun deceived people too much, the despicable person is obviously him, but he planted the blame for Zhang Yi, is it difficult for us to look at it like this, so that Zhang Yi's soul will not be at peace?" He Yunshi bit her lower lip lightly, with a look of indignation, her eyes stared at Qin Yao, and she looked unwilling.

Hearing He Yunshi's question, Qin Yao sighed and said: "Zhang Yi is dead, no matter how we explain it, it is useless, unless, he can come back alive, and let Liu Yun live Song Xiuping can come forward to wash away his grievances, and if we come forward, not only will we not return his innocence, but we will also set himself on fire." After saying that, there was another long sigh, obviously, she didn't have any way.

After listening to Qin Yao's analysis, He Yunshi looked sad and didn't say anything more, what Qin Yao said, she naturally understood that they couldn't do anything about everything.

Immortal Sword Gate, in a cave, Tian Xianzi stood with his head held high, looking into the distance, his face was cold, and instead, he looked at Lin Yufeng in front of him, his eyes became gentle, and said: "Hmph, Heavenly Sword Sect, sooner or later, I will expose you to everyone, and let the world know your ugly face." After speaking, he stretched out his hand and disappeared from the cave with Lin Yufeng.

In the Demon Plain, Zhang Yi sat in the center of it, and there was a blood-colored silk thread on his eyebrows, which was connected to a blood tripod in front of him. The blood tripod had stopped humming, motionless, suspended in the void.

The whole world, a silence, can not hear any sound, half a year, one person and one ding, there is a subtle connection, the blood tripod, with Zhang Yi's exhalation, constantly ups and downs, and the blood tripod, emitting soft blood light, poured into Zhang Yi's body, making Zhang Yi's cultivation continue to climb, vaguely, there are traces of breakthroughs.

"Buzz!"

A loud roar shook the heavens and the earth, and the entire demon domain trembled, and a powerful coercion swept across the entire demon domain, and its momentum was far greater than that of the original Great Heavenly Demon King and the Immortal Demon Ancestor, and the people in the demon domain were all kneeling on the ground with a pious face.

"Huh?"

A slight moan came out of Zhang Yi's mouth, and then he slowly opened his eyes, and in his eyes, the golden light bloomed, reaching the nine heavens, the strong momentum, oppressing the heavens, and the breath of the majestic shore emanated from him, as if he was the master of heaven and earth.

"Blood River Ding"

Gently stretched out his hand, took the blood-colored Xiaoding into his hand, and with Xiaoding's hand, a circle of blood-colored light waves spread, emitting a clanging humming sound, shattering the surrounding space.

"The blood tripod, the mountains and rivers, the turmoil, the blood tripod. Looking at Xiao Ding in his hand, he frowned and whispered, and a trace of shock appeared on his calm face.

In the past half a year, Zhang Yi has some understanding of this bloody Xiaoding.

This famous blood river tripod, can consolidate mountains and rivers, can determine the world, its power for nine days, enough to suppress the eight famines.

Quietly looking at the Blood River Ding in his hand, a wicked smile appeared on the corner of Zhang Yi's mouth, he looked at it for a moment, turned his hands over, and took the Blood River Ding into his body, letting it float and sink in his mind, emitting a blood light, and increasing his cultivation speed.

When the blood light on his body dissipated, Zhang Yi's eyes were like torches, looking into the distance, his eyes were as sharp as knives, he jumped and rushed into the sky, and in an instant, it was already a hundred miles away.

With both hands raised slightly, Blood River Ding appeared in his hands, smiled slightly, and said, "It's time to leave the Demon Domain." ”

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