Feng Suiying, Qi Tian, and Wu Dahei walked side by side in front, and the rest of the monks followed loosely, occasionally observing the surroundings, except for a trace of bloody qi that suddenly appeared, they did not find any anger or abnormality.

"This place is really weird," the wind followed the shadow as he walked, transmitting a voice to Qi Tian, "although I don't feel the danger now, but there is an aura that makes people's hearts palpitate, it seems that there is some extremely terrifying consciousness hidden under this mountain of blood and corpses!"

"This Taoist friend and me, what does this mean?" Qi Tian observed Wu Dahei all the way, but found that since Wu Dahei entered this place, that trance-like state disappeared in an instant!

"This is an interesting combination," the painting followed Qi Tian, hidden in the void, even the gods of the transformation period, even the Mahayana period monks would not feel its existence at all!" "The ghost from that place, the heir of the god disgust clan, the interesting thing is that the spirit pattern blood on the little guy of the god disgusting clan is extremely pure, and also, this kid with a soul chain! Heavenly court! There are still some good things left!"

The painting looked into the distance, as if it had penetrated the void, "It is designed for the art of killing, but it is suitable for this kid." ”

"You and I are destined. Feng Suiying knew that his appearance had changed at the moment, and there were many monks here, so it was right to be cautious, and the reason why he judged that this Qian family monk was Qi Tian was after some inference.

"Brother Feng," just one sentence, Qi Tian concluded the identity of this person, looked ahead, and led everyone to gallop all the way, "It is strange that there is such a mountain of blood sea corpses in the ruins that has always been intact, this place is not like it was formed later, it is more like the original thing here, I have an idea, it seems that the original location of this ruins is the place where the Lord killed!"

"Well, Feng Mou has this intention, in my opinion, this place seems to be specially used by the Great Gate Sect for disciple trials!" Feng Suiying remembered his hometown, where the same place, as a trial ground, although there was no corpse mountain and sea of blood, there was a vast field formed by dry bones!

As a place of trial, it is an honor to survive there! When you die, you will merge into the dry bones, and accumulate through the ages, and it is even more desolate and magnificent than this mountain of blood and corpses.

"Brother Feng is well-informed, can you make a judgment on this place?" Qi Tian asked.

"Hmm. Feng Suiying nodded, in fact, before he came here, he had already investigated the past of the old man, which was why he would not be attacked by the oath, and still took the trouble to join the team of this exploration! "I have investigated, the inheritance obtained by the old man is very likely to come from a famous killer organization in ancient times-Heavenly Court!"

"Killer organization?" Qi Tian thought of the magic that the old man sold him, although that magic seemed simple now, but all the things in it were like an introductory scroll, so what could be the more advanced exercises that could be drawn out by the introductory scroll that concealed the figure, changed the appearance, and distinguished the strength and weakness of the enemy?

Two hours had passed, and there was no day or night in the ruins, only a cloudy yellow light. Qi Tian and the others rushed all the way, and finally reached the edge of this sea of blood!

In the distance, it seems to be a plain, but when you look closely, the so-called wind and waves are obviously a sea of blood rolling!

"Although this blood has not yet coagulated, the blood qi in it is extremely thin," the wind followed the shadow and stood on the edge of the sea of blood, feeling the wind blowing and the waves of blood coming.

On this shore, there is also a layer of white sand like fine sand, which is the ground bone sand, all of which exudes coldness and evil, even if some foundation building monks feel that they are used to seeing flesh and blood corpses, but when they see this scene now, they have to believe that this scene is a pile of bones! They believed, their faces were unusually pale, and a few people even retched twice.

The most indifferent people present were only Qi Tian and Feng Suiying, and Feng Suiying was just used to seeing all this and treating it as a mortal thing. But Qi Tian has read too many novels and experienced great joys and sorrows, and his heart can no longer be shaken.

Wu Dahei coughed dryly, "How did you get over here?"

Qi Tian was also thinking about this problem, and at the same time, he took out a flying sword magic weapon in his hand, tentatively input spiritual power, and threw this flying sword into the sea of blood!

I saw that the sea of blood, which was originally like a deep sleep, suddenly churned! It seemed that I hadn't felt the spiritual power for too long, just the meager spiritual power on the magic weapon of the flying sword made it seem like a giant tongue stretched out in the sea of blood, and as soon as this tongue rolled, the spirit sword was swallowed up! Without setting off a few waves, the sea of blood returned to calm.

Feng Suiying saw this scene, stretched out his hand, and a snake-like ghost mother appeared in his hand, and went straight to the sea of blood!

But just when everyone was about to breathe a sigh of relief, the waves suddenly churned in the sea of blood, as if it was boiling, a skeleton composed of blood slowly took off, it appeared very strangely, it seemed slow, but the ghost mother still could not escape fate, as soon as the blood-colored skeleton appeared, it opened its mouth and sucked the ghost mother into the skeleton, and even could see the ghost mother through its empty eye sockets.

Feng Suiying's face was serious, and he looked at the blood-colored skeleton with one hand behind his back, his expression was cold, and at the moment when the blood-colored skeleton just appeared, he clearly felt a familiar breath! It was the breath of a ghost! Although it was a ghost, it was more like being between a ghost and a ghost.

Wind Suiying has always been sensitive to ghosts, and it stands to reason that ghosts should be between real and illusory, and it is rare for them to be blood-dependent, and in his opinion, this soul is a remnant soul! Ordinary monk remnant souls can never generate ghosts! Unless- there is a strong external force to assist!

Qi Tian also saw that it was unusual, and glanced at Feng Suiying, and the solemn atmosphere was instantly permeated.

"What is that?" Wu Dahei looked at the skeleton that was about to disappear with curiosity, "It's very weird! You say, there is flesh here, there is blood in front, this white has bones, and that skeleton is the soul, right? How many people must die to become what it is now? ”

Qi Tian didn't pick up the conversation, but the image of the giant he had seen outside the sky in his mind became more and more lingering, "Brother Feng, if this corpse mountain and sea of blood are just a person's flesh and blood......"

"This," even Feng Suiying's extraordinary knowledge was shocked by Qi Tian's words, he looked back at the endless mountain of flesh, and then at the sea of blood, and his eyes fell on the gradually fading blood skeleton, "If what you said is true, then such a giant must have great power! If he dies, his soul may also be shattered between flesh and blood, forming this skeleton." ”

"You say, this thing is so weird, how can we get over?" Wu Dahei saw that Qi Tian's face was gloomy, and he didn't take his words, thinking about it, he hurriedly changed the topic, and this topic was also the topic that everyone was most concerned about at this moment.

Qi Tian looked at this sea of blood, and then connected with the blood skeleton that seemed to be a ghost in it, and thought of the secret technique he was cultivating now—the Three Thousand Small Worlds!

This was the last book that Qi Tian put away in the Holy Hall! Originally, he thought that this was still a book about customs and world geography, but it turned out to be a secret technique! Thanks to the title of this book, Qi Tian was able to pick up the leak, this secret technique went to two extremes, one was the three thousand life realm, and the other was the three thousand killing realm! After this technique was completed, three thousand small worlds could be formed around him, and it could be attacked and retreated! In fact, it was a supreme secret technique!

Originally, Qi Tian cultivated this technique, and the three thousand killing realms that he cultivated first, he killed and felled hard, taking the monk's blood, killing intent, and part of the soul power!

And here, it can be said that it is the factors that he needs to cultivate the Three Thousand Killing Realm! Qi Tian believes that in this Blood Sea Corpse Mountain, there will definitely be no less killing intent! Even if the situation is calm now, how can the killing qi that has been accumulated for a long time disappear?

It's just that Qi Tian knows that at this time, it is inconvenient for people to perform this technique, but if his idea is successful, then his Three Thousand Killing Realm will definitely be able to achieve Xiaocheng if he absorbs the sea of blood here!

"Attacking the aura, even the ghosts will not let go, and it will definitely not work to fly over," Feng Suiying turned his gaze to the corpse mountain in the distance, "What if it is a detour?"

A group of monks in the foundation building period, and a few people who were not convinced, mobilized the aura in their hands at this time, and hit towards the sea of blood one after another, but they were instantly swept up by the bloody tongue that appeared in the sea of blood, and sank into the blood water and disappeared.

Wu Dahei stood on the shore of the sea of blood, looking eager to try, but he never made a move, looking a little nervous.

"What kind of rotten place is this? Didn't the old man promise us that we wouldn't be in danger?"

"I've never believed in ensuring safety, but I think that with the mind of that old man, it is impossible to make a loss-making deal!

"Or maybe that senior didn't know that this kind of accident was going to happen?"

The monks continued to discuss, and the more they discussed, the more the oppressive atmosphere became, and everyone's eyes slowly became terrified as they looked at this mountain of blood and corpses.

Qi Tianyi frowned, only feeling that the situation was extremely bad at the moment, and under this atmosphere, the reaction of this group of people was a little too radical now!

"Do you feel that there seems to be a breath in the air here that is interfering with everyone's emotions," Feng Suiying squinted, "It's just that this breath is too light, and only with the extension of time, it will unconsciously disturb everyone." ”

At this moment, the monks did not know what was happening, and it seemed that they did not agree with each other, and two of them actually fought!

A flying sword magic weapon flashed with silver light, drew a line of practice, and swept through the group of monks! Suddenly, a monk who couldn't dodge was cut off by the waist! The bright red blood carried warm steam, like a flood that opened the floodgate, instantly dyed the ground even redder!

Qi Tian's body flashed! The flying sword passed by him! and rushed into the crowd! At this time, the monks were more guarded, and under the battle of each other, the flying sword could not take the slightest advantage, and when it rotated around, the light on it was instantly dazzling!

"Beware of the flying sword self-destructing!" Qi Tian looked around, the essence of light flashed in his eyes, and he glanced at each other with the wind and shadow! How could the two of them not be sure of the weirdness of the aura here at this moment? If these monks were not affected, how could they face each other so easily?

Wu Dahei was concentrating on staring at the sea of blood, and was shocked to hear Qi Tian's reminder, and as soon as he turned around, he saw the flying sword flying wildly, as well as a spear magic weapon thrown at him by an unknown monk!

Qi Tian's eyes tightened, his hind legs exerted force, and he went straight to Wu Dahei, who was about to fall into the sea of blood!

Wu Dahei looked at Qi Tian's flying posture, and couldn't help but twist his retreating figure and look behind him! It was this twisting posture that made him get closer to the sea of blood! Qi Tian was still a step late!

Wu Dahei's sturdy body instantly sank into the sea of blood!

Qi Tian sighed, but at the same time, the roar of the flying sword detonating behind him pulled all his emotions back, and his gaze also turned behind him from the place where Wu Dahei disappeared in the sea of blood.

"That old man took the trouble to bring these foundation building monks in, definitely not for the purpose of letting them kill each other like this! I don't believe the weirdness here, he doesn't know anything about it!"

"Hmm. Qi Tian nodded, staring at the place where the flying sword exploded, because the monks were all prepared, so there were no casualties, but the attacks on each other did not stop, but became more intense!" "Brother Feng, do you feel that this situation is some-familiar?"

"Familiar?" Feng Suiying heard this, "These people's minds have obviously been affected by the aura here, and they have become murderous," Feng Suiying's hand snapped the fan, blessing his soul, "This look, killing, unconscious, slow but purposeful! This is similar to refining puppets!"

That's exactly what it means. "Only Qi Tian and Feng Suiying have not been affected here, Qi Tian's heart should have something to do with the strength of his divine sense, or it is the soul chain, or the reason for the Taixuan Sutra, as for Feng Suiying, Qi Tian knows that he has a secret, and he doesn't say much, "If this is a huge place for refining puppets, maybe it can explain the purpose of the old man who brought these people in." ”

"Hey," an exclamation accompanied by the sound of water shaking came from behind Qi Tian, Wu Dahei touched the back of his head, although he smirked on his face, it was difficult to hide his shock, "This ghost thing can't take me!"

Qi Tian and Feng turned around with the shadow, and saw Wu Dahei walking out of the sea of blood step by step, and the blood in this sea of blood did not hang on his clothes, but slid into the sea like tentacles.

Wu Dahei's face was dazed, and he walked towards Qi Tian step by step.