Chapter 292 Mysterious Blood Pool, Law Rune Seal

In the City Lord's Mansion of Blackwater City, in a remote secret room, the Purple Scale Ancestor sat quietly cross-legged on a futon. His eyes were closed, blood was surging all over his body, and even a terrible scream came from his body, as if countless unjust spirits were roaring.

Countless hair-thick scarlet veins crawled out of its body, dancing in the chamber and intersecting into a net, the scarlet blood light staining the walls of the alien stone red.

At a certain moment, the Purple Scale Ancestor's tightly closed eyes suddenly opened, and his hands bloomed like lotus flowers, and in just an instant, hundreds of thousands of pulsing runes were condensed in the void.

"Woo woo woo ——"

The mutation suddenly turned into a blood-red villain, but these villains were extremely hideous, like a fierce ghost who had been skinned, and monstrous resentment permeated from their bodies.

"I'm the pride of the sky, I'm not reconciled!"

"I will be the existence of the king in the future, how can I die like this!"

"My father is the Lord of the Ancient Gods, he will avenge me, and you will not die well!"

......

These villains began to struggle violently, dancing with their hands and feet, and even emitting countless vicious curses, these curses condensed into a sharp curse sword, and with a brush, they all stabbed towards the Purple Scale Ancestor.

"Hmph, they're all dead, and you dare to be arrogant here?"

The Purple Scale Ancestor looked at those struggling villains and sneered, his right hand was raised slightly, and with a slight wave, he scattered all the cursed swords that had been assassinated, and then, his index finger and middle finger were together, and the sword pointed a little, and in an instant, countless fine chains appeared on these villains.

In an instant, all of these villains were bound by chains, calmed down, and turned into blood-colored runes again.

The Purple Scale Ancestor shifted his gaze and no longer paid attention to these suspended runes, and with a flip of his palm, he took out a scarlet token, but this token was the token refined by the Blood Rock Saint Venerable.

"Go!"

His finger slammed towards the token, and all of an instant, all the pulsing runes in the secret room surged, forming a blood-colored torrent that roared towards the token.

"Roaring ——"

The token shuddered suddenly, and a huge roar came from it, and a violent aura spread out of it, as if a giant beast that had been sleeping for countless years was gradually awakening.

At one point, a distorted grimace appeared on the surface of the token, and the grimace's pupils emitted a miserable white light, exuding a creepy aura.

"Hoo ——"

The grimace screamed, opened a large mouth of blood disk, and in an instant, it swallowed all the rune torrents that washed in.

And after the grimace swallowed up all the runes, the change started again, with the scarlet token as the center, began to ripple in circles of pale red ripples, and a stone door about the size of a few zhang appeared in the center of the ripples.

Looking at the stone gate in the ripples, the purple-scaled ancestor's pupils irrepressibly revealed a blazing heat, and even his breath became slightly chaotic. However, he was still a calm person after all, and he quickly calmed down his mind and stepped into the stone gate in one step.

Stepping into the stone gate, the first thing that catches your eye is a huge pool of blood within a radius of dozens of miles, and the blood is as thick as a thick slurry, and several huge bubbles emerge from time to time.

And in this viscous blood, floating hundreds of thousands of corpses, from the residual breath on the corpses, it can be known that most of them were quasi-saints before their deaths, and the remaining tens of thousands of corpses were all powerhouses of the mixed yuan realm before their deaths.

However, the Purple Scale Ancestor's gaze did not stay on those suspended corpses, his attention all stayed on the more than a hundred huge transparent blood cocoons above the blood pool.

It can be seen that there are a number of monks sealed inside these blood cocoons, and the root straw-like thing *** into the ** of these monks, and these blood cocoons are constantly rotating in the air, faintly forming a mysterious formation, but this formation is obviously not perfect enough, and there are many jerky places in the operation process.

"Roaring ——"

Ever since the Purple Scale Ancestor stepped into this space, the entire blood pool was boiling wildly, endless resentment rolling up from the blood pool, and the blood cocoon above the blood pool was shaking violently, struggling.

However, in the face of this scene, the Purple Scale Ancestor was unmoved, as if it had become commonplace.

With a flick of his sleeve, "Bang, bang, bang—" and all the monks in the hall who had been swept away by his sleeves were thrown to the edge of the pool of blood.

"What kind of person are you, you dare to offend this god son, you are a capital crime, it is definitely a capital crime, you had better let me go immediately, otherwise, let my family know, I will definitely punish your nine clans, and make your life worse than death!"

"Yes, you'd better let us go at once, and then get down on your knees and plead with us, and I might make you a slave and immortalize you. ”

"You are really daring, you dare to hit my attention, I must exterminate you, and even detain your soul to light the sky lantern, suffer all the torture of the world, and never be able to live forever!"

......

These monks with special bloodlines woke up from a coma, regardless of the three-seven-twenty-one, and immediately scolded the Purple Scale Ancestor, just like the master of a big family scolding the house slaves, with a vicious and harsh tone!

Moreover, all of them are arrogant and unstoppable.

It can be seen that the identities of each of these people are not simple, and each of them is extremely noble.

"Hmph, scold, scold hard, anyway, you will soon become my stepping stone, and time is running out!"

"What do you mean by that, do you dare to do it to us? Don't you know the consequences of doing that?"

Suddenly, these monks, who had been extremely arrogant before, immediately panicked. There is a great terror between life and death, no matter who you are, whether you are a humble mortal, or a monk who covers the sky with one hand, or a supreme giant who reverses time and space, it is impossible to be truly indifferent in the face of death.

If you are born, everything is possible, and if you die, everything is false!

There was a hint of cruelty in the eyes of the Purple Scale Ancestor, and his hands suddenly pinched the magic technique. Boom, dozens of poignant blood flowers immediately exploded in the blood pool, and one after another blood-colored chains stretched out from the blood pool, but between breaths, they all restrained these monks and hung them above the blood pool.

"Please, let me go, please!"

"Let me go, let me go, whatever you do, I don't care. ”

"I said the wrong thing just now, as long as you surround my life, I will immediately ask my father to personally guide you in your cultivation and let you be promoted to the Supreme Divine Lord!"

......

Above the pool of blood, a monk bound in chains made a final struggle, dropping one promise after another.

"Hmph, you can obediently become my nourishment, as long as you get the special inheritance of the Blood Rock Saint Venerable, and obtain the anti-heaven supernatural power that is feared by the kings and giants, what is the god lord?"

"Besides, do you really think that I can't be promoted to the Divine Lord, I've just been suppressing my own realm in order to obtain the inheritance of the Blood Rock Saint Venerable, it's been tens of millions of years, I've been preparing for so long, I must succeed!"

The Purple Scale Ancestor stood on the edge of the blood pool and laughed wildly, his finger pointed upward, and in an instant, streams of blood qi began to spread up from the blood pool, surrounding the struggling monks, and there were more than twenty blood cocoons above him again.

"Eight left!"

Glancing at the sky above, the Purple Scale Ancestor muttered to himself.

......

Another fifty years have passed.

The wide streets of Blackwater City were bustling with people coming and going, but there was one place that was relatively deserted, and many monks were cautious every time they passed by, with a look of awe on their faces.

And this is where the Alchemy Pavilion is located.

Since Li Yi fought a battle with the Purple Scale Ancestor, the Refining Treasure Pavilion began to be closed, but even if it was to open a shop, I am afraid that no monk would dare to enter it, so as not to anger the side of Blackwater City.

And in the secret room of the attic, at this moment, Li Yi was carefully sketching the runes in the void, and the golden silk threads were extremely complicated, making people feel dizzy when they looked at it.

After recovering from the injuries on his body, Li Yi did not leave Blackwater City immediately, but began to consult the memories of Hongjun in the sea of knowledge, and began to comprehend the way of the Fu Seal.

Li Yi knew very well how severe the battle he was about to face next would be, and without urging the law of the boundless, with his own strength, he would not be able to cope with it at all.

And once the law is activated, it will cause too much burden on your body, and it will not last long at all.

Therefore, Li Yi decided to comprehend the way of the Fu Seal, replace the body with the Fu Seal, and seal part of the power of the law in it, so as to reduce the burden on the body.

To be honest, Hongjun's achievements in the way of the talisman seal are not comparable to Li Yi at all, and it is known from the fact that Hongjun can extract the amount of qi luck and condense it into a talisman.

Li Yi has always focused on the points of kendo, will, rules, and laws, and pays attention to the way of the sword, the method of the sword, and the main means are implemented through the way of the sword.

However, to the extent that Li Yi has reached this level, it is often a method of communication, and ten thousand methods are connected, with Li Yi's terrifying and terrifying deduction power, coupled with Hongjun's memory, Li Yi's comprehension in the way of the Fu Seal is not an exaggeration to describe it as a thousand miles in a day.

Moreover, Li Yi is only deducing how to condense the law of the rune seal, therefore, in just a few decades, Li Yi has a very deep harmony in the way of condensing the rune seal.

"Hoohoo ——"

Li Yi gasped heavily, drops of cold sweat fell down his cheeks, and he carefully controlled a trace of the power of the law extending from his fingertips, constantly outlining in the void!

"It's finally done!"

Looking at a quaint dark golden talisman in the void, Li Yi's pupils couldn't help but show a hint of joy.

The artifact is obscure, this dark golden rune seal does not show much momentum, it seems to be very ordinary, only by touching the surface of the talisman seal with your own hands, can you feel the energy of the vast ocean hidden inside.