Ten days, in a flash.

Today is the day when the third round of the big competition begins!

Today, the Immortal King of the Stygian Sea has a magical power that causes an altar that sleeps in the underground of the inner city to rise high above the ground!

It was the mound altar set up by the first Emperor Killing, with a total of three floors, paved with blood-veined marble.

In the center of the third layer of the altar, there is a huge stone tablet, which is 100,000 zhang high, inlaid with 10 million blood-colored crystals the size of a fingernail shell, as bright as a star.

The jade platforms on both sides of the altar were already full of old monsters from the Eastern Heavens.

Under the altar, there stood a hundred participants headed by Ning Fan.

In the third round, it is the Dao Heart that is tested!

The Reference Ascends to the Altar and touches the Stone Tablet to light up the Blood Crystal with the evil energy accumulated from his own killing.

In the process of lighting the crystal, the reference person will endure several times the torment of his own body.

Those who are not strong in the heart of the Dao will be devoured by evil qi.

Those who are firm in the Dao Heart can obtain different degrees of evil qi improvement according to the number of lit crystals and the strength of the Dao Heart.

The power of most of the Killing Palace's supernatural powers is linked to the strength of the evil qi.

For the monks of the Killing Hall, the stronger the evil qi, the stronger the supernatural power.

This Blood Sea Altar can increase the evil energy, generally speaking, it will only be opened once every 10,000 years, and monks who want to use the altar to increase the evil energy can use the power of the altar to increase the evil energy after spending a lot of kill points.

Like the Tower of Babel, the altar is good for raising the evil qi to cost Dao crystals, and the more the monk's evil qi is raised, the more Dao crystals will be consumed.

And even if no one uses the altar to raise the evil qi, it will cost nearly 400 billion crystals to open the altar once.

The last time the Blood Sea Altar was opened was 3,700 years ago.

The other Killing Hall monks had to wait for 6,300 years before they had the opportunity to use the power of the altar to enhance their evil qi.

"The Immortal King of the Stygian Sea is so generous that he actually opened the Blood Sea Altar for the sake of the mere collection ceremony"

"The last time it was the Tower of Babel. This time it was the Blood Sea Altar, and the Immortal King of the Stygian Sea seemed to attach great importance to this class of participants. ”

"It's no wonder that the Immortal King of the Stygian Sea attaches so much importance to this year's participants, after all, among the participants of this year's competition, there is a Ning Fan. ”

Some of the old monsters were whispering, and suddenly, a soft cough spread throughout the inner city.

These old monsters looked in the direction of the sound, and their faces changed.

The one who coughs lightly is none other than the Immortal King of the Stygian Sea.

His brow furrowed slightly, his eyes slightly displeased, he didn't like to be talked about behind his back.

Seeing the Immortal King of the Stygian Sea, he showed displeasure. All the old monsters obediently shut up and did not dare to talk nonsense anymore.

For a while, the entire inner city was as silent as death, and the pins could be heard.

"Qiantu, announce the rules. The Immortal King of the Stygian Sea said lightly.

"Yes!"

Qian Tuzi respectfully clenched his fist to the Immortal King of the Stygian Sea, and then asked people to bring a copper box, put it in front of him, and said aloud in the direction of the hundred participants,

"Inside this copper box. There are the name tags of all the little friends, and the old man will randomly draw the name tags, and whoever draws them will go to the altar. Light up the crystal with evil energy. ”

"If the reference's Dao heart is unstable and is eaten by evil qi, the score of this round will be zero. For each successful lighting of a crystal, the score is increased by 1 point. After this round. The top 10 finishers advance to the fourth round. ”

The results of the first two rounds can already affect the third round.

Except for Ning Fan, everyone scored zero points in the first round.

There are results in the second round. There were only 76 people, and the other 24 who were selected by lot, and the results were still zero.

These people want to squeeze into the ten-person quota, I'm afraid there is little hope.

Ning Fan looked at the copper box, his eyes flashing slightly.

This copper box has no mouth on six sides, and the surface is covered with isolation thoughts and teleportation patterns, which can isolate divine thoughts, and can be randomly put in and sent out of the life card.

But seeing Qian Tuzi slapping at the copper box, the copper box pattern flashed, and a famous brand in the box was passed out.

The brand is suspended in mid-air, and after a breath, it turns into powder.

On the name plate, the word Ren Xiao is engraved.

"Ren Xiao, go to the altar!"

Qian Tuzi gave an order, and a white-robed man with scattered immortal cultivation walked out of the crowd and climbed onto the altar step by step.

His name is Ren Xiao, and he was born in the Intermediate Cultivation Star-Demon Star.

He is in the Demon Sea Star Domain, and he is also a young demon with a big name, he has killed a lot in his life, and his evil spirit is not weak.

Standing under the giant monument, Ren Xiao took a deep breath, the evil qi around him dispersed, and slapped his palm on the giant monument.

In an instant, thousands of crystals lit up one after another on the giant monument!

"3852 points is not a good evil spirit, but unfortunately, this Zi Dao heart is too strong, although there are many killings, but it is a good material for cultivating the Killing Dao at all" Qian Tuzi said to himself.

As soon as his voice fell, a sinister aura that was several times stronger than Ren Xiao's evil qi suddenly poured out from the giant monument, turning into a piece of blood light, drowning Ren Xiao.

Under this ferocious aura, Ren Xiao's eyes gradually became blood-red, and he was invaded by the evil aura.

With a pain in his chest, he took a few steps back, and suddenly fell to his knees, coughing up blood.

After the palm of his hand detached from the giant monument, the surging evil qi and blood light also disappeared immediately.

Ren Xiao looked at the giant monument with a wry smile, he knew that his 3852 points would not be obtained.

The score is related to the number of kills in life. It is necessary to look not only at the number of killings, but also at the gap in the cultivation of those who kill and those who are killed.

Often skips the level of killing, and the score is naturally extremely high.

If you rely on the cultivation of scattered immortals to slaughter mortals, you will kill tens of billions of billions, and there will be no score.

Ignoring Ren Xiao, Qian Tuzi slapped the copper box again, looked at the famous brand flying into the sky, and said loudly.

"Next, Wang Yu!"

A thin young man who had cultivated as a scattered immortal ascended the altar and pressed his palm on the giant monument.

This person lit up a total of 4,274 crystals, but unfortunately, he also couldn't withstand the evil breath of the giant monument.

The results of this round are zero

"Lu Jia!"

"Ding Feng!"

"White Rainbow!"

There were thirty-five scattered immortals in a row, but none of them could withstand the evil aura of the giant monument back, and the results in this round were all 0 points.

The thirty-sixth person who ascended the altar was a young scribe.

When he ascended the altar, he didn't reveal all of his evil energy, but only released a small amount of evil energy, lighting up 1,000 crystals.

It's not that he can't light up more, but if he lights up more, I'm afraid he won't be able to withstand the backlash.

There is little evil qi released, and the evil qi that backs up is within the range of his bearing.

"This son is clever and knows how to make trade-offs. 1000 points is less, but it is better than 0 points. ”

Qian Tuzi nodded, slapped his palm on the copper box again, took out the next nameplate, and ordered people to go to the altar.

With the precedent of the young scribes, many of the participants did not release their evil qi with all their might.

So, some people lit 1,200 crystals, some 800, and some 1,500. Most of them have scored.

Although the score is small, it is much stronger than the previous zero-score party.

It's just that in this way, it runs counter to the meaning of the existence of the Blood Sea Altar.

Ning Fan looked indifferently at the reference people, these people were ready to take tricks before they boarded the altar, and they became timid.

And what they are cowardly is the killing they have committed, and the evil spirit accumulated along the way.

Such a cowardly approach before a fight is to enter the killing hall. What is the future?

For those who are cowardly before fighting, the Dao heart is naturally not strong.

Those who dare not face their own sins, the Dao heart is naturally not strong.

Ning Fan spread out his palms and looked at his white palms. His brow furrowed.

The palm of the hand looks clean, but it is already stained with blood and sin.

Along the way, he waded through too much blood. I've committed too much killing karma.

He never ran away from the sins he had committed, and he would not kill someone and then accuse them of another crime. Give yourself peace of mind.

He kills not because of evil, and he does not kill because of good.

There is helplessness in the world, how can a sentence of good and evil be clear!

As a monk, once you embark on the path of monasticism, you must be prepared to kill and be killed!

"Next, Yu Kun!"

"Next, Zhao Qing!"

"Next, Chi Zhen!"

"Next, Ning Fan!"

Ning Fan looked at his palm, and scenes of blood and hatred echoed in his mind.

He forgot to look at other people's results, and when he woke up, he realized that it was his turn.

Standing beside him were Yu Kun and Chizhen, both smiling bitterly.

"Chi lit up 12,490 crystals, and Brother Yu lit up 9,455 crystals. ”

It seems that Ning Fan has been wandering and has not paid attention to the results of himself and others, Chi Zhen explained.

Both of them went with all their might, released all the evil qi, and finally resisted their respective evil qi backlash.

Their Dao hearts are not weak, they are all temporary choices, but unfortunately they met Ning Fan in this big competition, and they finally had no chance to join the Killing Palace.

"Brother Ning, I hope you can surprise Yu once again. Yu Kun exhorted.

"I go up to the altar not to light the crystals. The purpose of this altar is not to light the crystal. ”

Ning Fan's eyes were sometimes clear, sometimes dazed, and gradually, he felt a sad atmosphere from this Blood Sea Altar.

This sense of sadness is rarely felt by anyone.

Only monks who have really faced the slaughter, who have been in the sea of blood for a long time, who are physically and mentally exhausted, but who have to fight, can feel this sadness!

Walking up to the altar step by step, Ning Fan stood under the giant monument, closed his eyes, and did not stretch out his hand for a long time and pressed it on the giant monument.

One stop is a day!

In my mind, the killing scene repeatedly.

He stood on the altar, and the day passed by as if he were one with the altar!

"Strange, why didn't this Ning Fan light up the crystal for a long time, what was he doing?"

Only the old monster above the true immortal could faintly see that Ning Fan's body was gradually condensed with a natural Dao essence!

And only a very small number of high-ranking figures in the Killing Hall knew that Ning Fan was doing something that few people could do!

Fei He's eyes widened, like a camel bell, and he was extremely excited, he saw a more perfect Ning Fan!

Yao Qingyun looked at Ning Fan in disbelief, his silver teeth clenched, and there was only one sentence that swirled back and forth in his heart.

"Stripping the cause and effect, he can really do it! The Great Elder actually guessed it! This kind of thing, even the elders of the Killing Hall can't do it! Why can he do it!"

The Immortal King of the Stygian Sea's gaze was suddenly unprecedentedly solemn, and he did not hesitate to spend a lot of money to open the Blood Sea Altar, just to see the scene of Ning Fan peeling off the cause and effect!

No, not only does he want to see Ning Fan peel off cause and effect, he also wants to see another interesting thing!

Except for the Emperor Killer and the Great Elder of the past dynasties, no one knows about it!

That's something harder to do than stripping cause and effect!

That's what the Stygian Immortal King wants to see!

"If he can really do this, my Killing Hall will not be able to proclaim himself in the Blood Realm and become extinct in the Eastern Heaven because of this!

One day, two days, three days

Ning Fan stood on the altar. One stop is 10 days!

He clearly closed his eyes, but it seemed as if he could feel the desolation of the entire Killing City, the desolation of the entire Blood Sea Star, and the desolation of the entire Blood Sea Star Field!

That sadness is a helpless sigh once you enter the cultivation realm and it is difficult to turn back.

That desolation is the self-examination and self-injury of entering the sea of blood and falling into the demon path forever.

Ning Fan vaguely felt that above this Blood Starfish, there was an entrance that could lead to a Thousand Ages Realm.

The Middle Thousand Generations Realm is the Killing Blood Realm.

There are monks in the Killing Blood Realm. There are mortals, mortals and monks, who are born in the same realm, and there is little contention with each other.

It was as if a voice was telling Ning Fan that the existence of the Killing Hall was originally to protect the people of the Blood Realm

It was only to protect these people, so there was a killing temple

No one wants to be a demon from birth, and no one wants to kill the world and stain the world with blood as soon as they are born.

No one is born to join the Killing Temple. Be a killer killer

In order to protect the Blood Realm, the monks of the Killing Hall killed people like hemp.

This altar is not only for the Killing Hall monks to enhance their evil energy, but also for them. But he wanted to help the monks of the killing temple to free themselves from cause and effect and wash away their sinful karma.

This altar is not dedicated to heaven or earth, but to the souls of the monks who killed the temple in their lives!

All grievances. It will all end with death, and the clouds will disappear.

Finally, Ning Fan opened his eyes. His eyes were as clear and bright as the stars of the Big Dipper.

He felt that at this moment, he felt as if he had become one with the altar.

He spread out his palms and felt that at this moment, he had an indescribable mystical power.

Suddenly, a great power of great divine power emanated from the altar and blessed Ning Fan.

Suddenly, Ning Fan found that he was a little shorter and looked even weaker.

He has changed back to the appearance of his youth, and his cultivation seems to have disappeared in an instant!

But he didn't panic, his eyes were still calm, as if he knew what was going to happen next.

He looked at the monument quietly, and after a long time, the blood-colored figures of several young men walked out of the monument.

Most of these blood shadow boys are cultivated at the 2nd or 3rd level of the vein, the leader is named Ning Feng, and the cultivation is the fourth layer of the vein.

Ning Feng and others once wanted to peep at Ning Qingqing bathing and wanted to mistreat this woman, but they were introduced by Ning Fan into the wolf pack and died in the mouth of the wolf spirit.

Counting it up, it was the first time Ning Fan killed someone, and he died as a mortal monk!

Several blood-shadowed teenagers looked at Young Ning Fan with resentment in their eyes.

Young Ning Fan raised his finger a little, and several blood shadow teenagers immediately turned into blood and scattered, submerging into Young Ning Fan's body.

"If you chase and kill me, I will kill you from the wolves, and the grievances of the year will be written off!"

The old monster here gradually came back to his senses.

They didn't know that Ning Fan was stripping off the cause and effect and washing away the karma, they just vaguely saw that the scene that appeared on the altar represented that Ning Fan had died as a mortal monk.

"Mortals kill monks!, is this son so ruthless before he enters the path of cultivation!" some old monsters sighed.

Who has never been weak? Who has not cultivated step by step from the body of an ordinary man?

There are countless strong people here, but no one can kill a monk in the body of a mortal. From this point of view, Ning Fan has been very extraordinary since he was a mortal.

The brilliance on the altar flashed, Ning Fan's figure was slightly taller, and his cultivation had also been raised to the fifth layer of the vein.

In the giant monument, a black-robed soul melted out of one step, it was Wu Dongnan, the elder of the Tianli Sect who had plotted the paper crane.

"Open the fifth layer of the vein, kill the melting spirit!" This time, many old monsters showed surprise.

Ning Fan killed the vein with the body of a mortal, and killed the soul with the body of the vein, could it be that he had been so overstepping the level of killing all the way!

Wu Dongnan's blood shadow looked at Ning Fan, there was resentment in his eyes, and more fear.

"You and I have a grudge, you, disperse!"

Ning Fan bent his fingers a little, and the blood shadow immediately turned into blood light and dispersed, submerging into Ning Fan's body.

The light on the altar flashed, and the figure of the young Ning Fan was slightly taller, and his cultivation was already in the early stage of soul fusion.

This time, the blood shadows of countless Heavenly Departure Sect monks flew out of the giant monument.

Among them, there is no shortage of Jindan!

These monks all died under the great array of mountains and rivers reaction!

"Melting Soul slashes the Golden Pill, and has slashed more than one Golden Pill!" more and more old monsters showed surprise.

The blood shadows of the Tianli Sect were not all, and there were not a few killings when Ning Fan melted his spirit.

Countless demon ghosts, forest ghosts, and demon cultivators' blood shadows flew out from the giant monument, and countless demon tides and demon beasts flew out of the giant monument.

Among those blood shadows, there were countless golden pills. There are more yuan babies!

"This son actually killed the Yuan Infant when he melted the spirit!" Some old monsters already showed shocked expressions.

"Past grievances, write off!"

Under the finger of the young Ning Fan, countless blood shadows exploded into blood light and submerged into his body.

In a flash, the young Ning Fan had become a young man and had become a young man.

Among the giant monuments, countless endless sea primordial babies flew out, and there were even more gods!

There are the gods of the Black Buddha Sect, the gods of the nine divisions of the Lu clan, and the blood shadows of countless pseudo-desolate beasts!

"Yuan Ying slashed the gods. Slaughter the desolate beasts!And have slaughtered so many!" There were many shocking sounds of inhalation from the jade platforms on both sides.

"Wait, disperse!"

Under the finger of the young Ning Fan, countless blood shadows that had long passed away shattered into blood light and submerged into his body, and his evil qi became heavier and heavier.

On the altar, the light flickered again, and Ning Fan had changed into a god cultivator.

When he turned into a god, he swept through the nine divisions in the name of Lu Bei, slaughtered the sea of stars, and slaughtered the endless sea in the name of Zhou Ming. Famous for murder!

The blood shadows of the strong constantly flew out of the giant monument, filling the sky.

"The cause and effect of the year are broken and dispersed today!"

Ning Fan flicked his sleeves violently. Countless blood shadows shattered into blood light, and the stars sank into its body.

The brilliance on the altar flashed again, and Ning Fan was already refining and cultivating.

When refining the void, he fought a hundred bloody battles. Sweep the clouds, cover the vine hall, and destroy the puppet emperor. Emperor Zhuyu, kill the cloud lion!

When the shattered blood shadows with a strong aura walked out of the giant monument, countless old monsters showed solemn expressions.

In the end, the altar flashed brightly, and Ning Fan restored his shattered peak cultivation!

Countless shattered voids and immortal blood shadows walked out of the giant monument!

Among them, there are 146 life immortals in the Yao Sect Star Domain, and there are even Dan Sect life immortals!

Some of the old monsters' eyes changed, and they finally understood why Ning Fan dared to reward the sect master of the Dan Sect.

It turned out that Ning Fan had been fighting with Danzong for a long time!

There are so many blood shadows that no one can look at everyone's faces one by one.

Yao Qingyun looked at the blood shadow of the monks of the Yao family, closed his eyes bitterly, and tears flowed from his eyes.

"Yao family, go all the way, we don't owe each other from now on"

Ning Fan looked at the blood shadows with shocked or angry expressions, his gaze was always calm as water and cold as starlight.

"Ning kills in a certain life, it has nothing to do with right or wrong, the person killed may be innocent, but he is helpless. This path of monasticism does not allow mercy to be dispersed!"

Ning Fan raised his finger a little, and one by one the Yao family powerhouses were shattered into blood and passed away.

The blood shadows of other strong men were also shattered.

Countless blood rays submerged into Ning Fan's body.

All the blood shadows disappeared, Ning Fan didn't say much, just patted the storage bag, took out a wine jar, and sprinkled the best spirit wine under the giant monument.

There is no sorrow, only solemnity.

At this moment, he was not paying tribute to the enemy, but as a monk, to pay tribute to the fallen who were also monks and had no choice but to die in the cultivation world.

Then, smash the wine jar with one palm!

Ning Fan took a step suddenly, his whole body was full of anger, the blood glow stained the sky red, and he slapped his palm on the giant monument!

In an instant, 790,000 crystals lit up on the monument!

At the same time, more than ten times that of Ning Fan's evil qi shook out from the giant monument, turning into a blood-colored giant fist and slamming into Ning Fan's chest.

Ning Fan's black hair danced wildly, his eyes were like demons, he opened his mouth and swallowed the fist shadow alive, and he did not suffer any backlash!

This is his evil spirit, this is his killing, he does not run away, he does not avoid, he just calmly relative!

At the moment when he swallowed the evil qi fist, the evil qi in Ning Fan's body skyrocketed more than ten times!

Ning Fan's eyes were decided, and another one was slapped on the giant monument.

This time, all 10 million blood-colored crystals lit up!

And a blood-colored treasure light suddenly rose into the sky, but it rushed into Ning Fan's storage bag with extreme speed.

"That's!" The Immortal King's eyes showed surprise for the first time! (To be continued......