Chapter Eighty-Seven: The Great Era of Cultivating Immortals
"Stop!" Qi Tian was not careless, although it seemed that Wu Dahei did not have the appearance of this sea of blood damage, but just two seconds was enough to steal the day!
"What's wrong?" Wu Dahei was stunned for a moment, and actually stopped, "This ghost thing is not as exaggerated as you think, it's hot, it's the same as water!"
Qi Tian frowned, and glanced at Feng Suiying.
"It's really him, he hasn't been taken away, and he's not a clone," Feng Suiying retracted his gaze and stared at the boundless sea of blood, "It's just strange, this sea of blood is so weird, why didn't it hurt him?"
Qi Tian was much more relieved when he heard this, and only kept a distance of one meter from Wu Dahei, "This sea of blood is weird, you first check the dantian and the like to see if there are any injuries!"
When Wu Dahei heard this, his heart was hot, he couldn't remember if anyone had ever cared about his body in the decades he lived, he only remembered that he had always relied on brute force to threaten mortals on the streets, and he had always licked blood on the knife, "Thank you! I'll check it out!"
Qi Tian's cooperation with Wu Dahei was also a little surprised, but he didn't want to think about it at the moment, so it was just a good time and effort-saving! Maybe they really had a chance to use Wu Dahei to get out of here!
"Be careful!" The wind followed the shadow's body and flickered, and it was behind Qi Tian, and a sleeve shattered two icicles, and more than a dozen ghost mothers flew out of his cuffs, dividing a safe place around the three of them.
"Yan An be careful," Feng Suiying squinted his eyes at the monks who were in a mess for a moment, "Don't use spiritual power, these monks are delirious faster after using spiritual power!
"Hmm!" Qi Tian frowned and nodded, if he continued to fight like this, these foundation building monks would all die here in a while, could this be the reason why Tie Guan Li came with so many foundation building monks?
"I'm fine, hehe!" Wu Dahei slapped him on the chest, and the slap screamed loudly, "What's wrong with those idiots? How many are missing?"
Wu Dahei looked at the group of foundation building monks through Qi Tian, and then seemed to understand, "It's not like everyone thinks that they are the same as grandpa and me, right?"
"There are only sixteen people left," Feng Suiying is still sad and joyless, and if you add his little fan, it is still a gentlemanly style, "all those who are injured and die have been swallowed up by this land." ”
"Devouring?" Qi Tian stabbed a trace of spiritual power deeper into the earth with the soles of his feet, "In your opinion, could this be an altar?" ”
"Quite possibly!" Wind Suiying nodded, "I'm starting to guess that this is a proving ground, but it's a little too cruel. After all, there shouldn't be any sect that would allow its internal disciples to kill each other like this. ”
"Wu Dahei should be a variable that even Tie Guan Li didn't expect, so he hurriedly stuffed him with a map, and Wu Dahei was indeed not affected by here. Qi Tian raised his eyes and looked around, his eyes were full of red, and the killing next to him was so fierce, but there was not a little smell of blood coming out, "What if the trial itself can become a sacrifice?"
"What are you doing in a daze?" Wu Dahei took two steps forward, "I'll take you two away! This place is crazy, don't stay still! I know it's not good to follow that black-hearted old man!"
"This sea of blood will engulf my sense. Qi Tian shook his head.
"No!" Wu Dahei walked to the beach and patted the water with his hand, "You look at things that are slimy and warm, and they don't hurt people at all!"
"Can you give me a drop of seawater?" Wind followed the shadow's eyes, and only felt that the breath was familiar, but he couldn't remember it.
"What's so difficult about that!" Wu Dahei said and stood up with a handful of blood, but it was like holding a ball of paste, a large amount of blood went out between his fingers, Wu Dahei roared, his hands were forced, and finally a drop was torn off at the end of the blood, "Here you go!"
Feng Suiying shook his hand and was a ghost mother again, this ghost mother was like a black smoke, after quickly biting the blood droplet in Wu Dahei's hand, he arrived in front of Feng Suiying, and he could see that the ghost mother with blood drops was emitting black smoke visible to the naked eye!
"It's not ghost, it's not death! It's corpse anger and resentment!" Feng Suiying's expression finally changed, and a trace of shock appeared on his face without concealing it, "Whether it's for trials, sacrifices, etc., this place is a slaughterhouse!"
At this moment, the originally calm hill suddenly began to shake, and countless flesh-colored tentacles poked out of the sea!
"This is fucking alive!" Wu Dahei's eyes widened, and he looked in shock at the rising hills under his feet and the tentacles that crossed up and down in the tumbling around him.
"How does this thing look like an octopus?" Qi Tian didn't relax in the slightest, because there was no reference object, and he didn't know where this thing was going to take them, and he didn't know how fast this thing was, "Could it be that we were running around this octopus two hours ago?"
Feng Suiying sat cross-legged on the ground, his body fluctuated with the bumps of the place, sitting very steadily, Qi Tian also sat next to Feng Suiying, in just a few hours, he was a little confused.
"Probably not," Feng Suiying shook his head, "there can't be any living creatures here, and this should also be a source of resentment, but if you can be resentful, at least there have been dead monks who have stepped through the void here." ”
"Resentment?" Qi Tian hadn't heard of this statement, and now that he couldn't move, he might as well raise his posture.
"Resentment is an immortal 'potential' formed by the body and soul of the mighty after death, and all autonomous consciousness has been lost," the wind is not very clear, "Some people say that resentment itself is a spell that can last forever, like a spell to execute an order, and some people say that resentment has the consciousness of the deceased before his death, and it can gather a lot of energy." ”
"However, there have been resentments that have been formed by the destruction of the tribe and the formation of no strong people," Feng Suiying watched Wu Dahei hugging the ground deadly, and said in his heart that this person seems to be really lacking in intelligence!" But resentment has only one thing in common, and that is to hurt people! No matter who it is, as long as it touches the breath of the living, resentment will be killed. ”
"Could that disturbing aura be a source of resentment?" Qi Tian asked.
"It should be so, as for the three of us, it's a fluke," Feng Suiying shook his head and smiled, "I have a special physique, this Wu Dahei looks unusual, if what I think is right, it should be the 'Inhuman' race, as for you, naturally you also have your chances." ”
"Where will this grudge take us?" Qi Tian squinted, the white light flashed in his eyes, and the world in front of him appeared in patches of lines, which was the direction in which the aura was running.
"I don't know," Wind Shadow shook his head, "but it's not going to be a good place." ”
Tie Guan Li sat on a huge chair and looked condescendingly at the three people in a sea of red through a layer of crystal film, "How is it possible! How can there be three people alive? Monk Zhuji must die when he arrives here! He must die! There is only one person left who will die, and I can only get the reward here!"
Tie Guan Li was dressed in rags at the moment, his hair was messy, and his excited expression made him look extremely frenzied, "How can so many people be kept alive in a place like the gladiatorial arena? My secret technique, my reward! It's all mine! You must die! You must die!"
Feng Suiying and Qi Tian looked at the sky in the distance almost in unison, and then the two glanced at each other, and their hearts were full of energy.
"It seems that someone was spying on me just now......" Feng Suiying had a weird smile on his face, his hands clenched, and he stood up straight, "Someone dared to snoop on me!"
Qi Tian also stood up, "This sky is a little strange, and that feeling just now doesn't seem to be fake!"
Wu Dahei desperately hugged the red ground, no matter what face or anything like that, anyway, being alive is the king!
"I think, I know what this place is!" Qi Tian's gaze was determined, "This is a gladiatorial arena!"
"Heavenly Court is indeed not to be underestimated!" said Feng Suiying, a strong momentum gradually appeared on his body, this momentum slowly brewed, and the aura continued to accumulate, "There is a gladiatorial arena that can breed resentment! It is worthy of being the only killer organization in the sky and on the earth!"
"It seems that the safest way out is on this?" Qi Tian took out the wooden bow from the storage bag and filled it up!
"I don't know if the grievances in this will go out, if I do, there will be a good show to watch! That cripple is so courageous!" The momentum on Feng Suiying's body directly reached the early stage of Jindan, the middle stage of Jindan, and the Great Perfection of Jindan! But this is not over yet!
"Hey, what are you doing here?" Wu Dahei looked at Qi Tian and Feng Suiying here until the sky, just afraid of being left behind, "It's easy to walk down here, when this thing stops, I can take you away!"
"Whoosh-"
A golden arrow burst out like fire, slammed into the seemingly unreachable sky, and then stopped completely, spreading out like a firework.
"This gladiatorial arena is either very large, or there is a spatial circle in it!" Feng Suiying looked at the height at which the Monkey Sky Arrow had just stopped, "But I'm more inclined to the latter, you and I will try to break the ban in the sky in a while, if this way is not passable, we can only make another plan." ”
Qi Tian nodded, no nonsense, he held the bow in both hands and shot at it again and again!
"Have you heard anyone speak?" Wu Dahei couldn't even move, and he didn't know if it was because he had no strength or because the ground really had a suction force on him, "Listen, he said that he can only live one!
Qi Tian and Feng Suiying originally thought that Wu Dahei was just talking casually, but when they heard about "Silent Mountain", they felt that this would not be Wu Dahei's lying, after all, such a person could not make up such high-end words.
"Come and help me!" Wu Dahei's voice was crying, "This thing seems to be sucking me!
Qi Tian and Feng Suiying grabbed Wu Dahei's back with one hand at the same time! The ground suddenly shook violently, and Qi Tian and Feng Suiying looked at the piece of fabric that they had torn off in their hands and looked at each other.
"The sea of blood seems to be falling!" Qi Tian shot an arrow, only to feel the sky above his head rise rapidly, "I wonder what kind of situation will it be like if the mountain of blood corpses accumulated in this gladiatorial arena for many years disappears?"
Feng Suiying's body faintly revealed the coercion of the Yuan Infant Cultivator, he grabbed Qi Tian, and dozens of ghost mothers coiled around him, "I didn't expect that there are still things in this world that I can't understand, fate!"
Standing in the void, he couldn't help but shake his head, "Against the sky! The inheritance of the gods should have been broken, but now there has been a change! The great era of cultivating immortals is coming! It will be the monks paving the way with white bones!"