In the secluded and dense forest, there are countless Terran monks who are controlled by blood, and they are using their best spells and magic weapons to attack their kind without any scruples.

Countless magic arts, spells and magic weapons emitted a brilliant light reflected the sky around the blood lake is colorful, bursts of pain or angry roars continue to sound, the red blood of the Tao is everywhere, the immortals who were originally high in the eyes of mortals are like the most inconspicuous grass on the side of the road at this moment, anyone may die in the next moment, countless originally precious lives are trapped in this hell like a meat grinder and cannot extricate themselves, no matter who you have been, what you have done, or what regrets you have, in the face of death, all the future has been wiped out, all the past has passed, and all beings are equal, embodied in this moment.

It's just that unlike the monks of the righteous path, even if they know that the other party has been controlled by that inexplicable power, they treat themselves and others as enemies of life and death, but they will also carefully consider when they start, most of them are afraid that they will kill the other party with a wrong hand, and on the other hand, the monks on the side of the Demon Gate have no scruples at all, and they are ruthless and vicious, specializing in key points, and strive to kill with one blow, and they will never and do not need to waste the slightest bit of true yuan and physical strength.

Sometimes the responsibility brought by fame may be the pain of a person's life, such as at this moment, even if it is resentful, the decent monks cannot kill like the monks of the Demon Gate.

Fortunately, everyone present is an elite disciple of their own sect, the Fa Duel, the magic weapon, and the cultivation are all leaders of their peers, and even if the people who come to attack are overwhelming, they are also mostly rabble, and at the beginning, they can only helplessly exchange their lives for the continuous loss of the other party's true yuan, hoping to seize the moment when the other party's true yuan is exhausted and launch a counterattack at some point in the future.

And right next to the Blood Lake, after the previous great changes, the disciples of the Buddha Sect were not affected in the slightest, countless swastikas containing the mysterious power of the Buddha Gate slowly flew into the lake, feeling that the binding power inside the Blood Lake began to slowly weaken with the passage of time, and the countless fragments of the souls that had been silent began to let out a piercing roar again, and struggled to escape.

Whether it is the demon beasts who have opened their minds or the monks of the human race, they naturally do not want to be this poor prisoner, even if after leaving, the true spirit dissipates and the tragic end of reincarnation, they are not willing to continue to be slaves who can be ravaged at will.

And at this moment, just as the unjust souls were about to escape with the help of the power of Yuan Xin and the others' chanting, a blood-colored eye suddenly slowly emerged from the viscous liquid of the blood lake, and countless filthy liquids slowly fell from its smooth surface, and then revealed its true face.

The eyes were erect, there was a person high, the pure black pupils revealed a lifeless stiffness, the whole eyeball seemed to be made of a whole crystal, showing a hard texture, and at the moment when this evil eyeball appeared, thousands of resentful spirits suddenly stopped roaring at the same time, and the original Yuan Xin, who was still reciting the scriptures unhurriedly, was suddenly silenced, and then opened his eyes suddenly.

As the eyeball turned, a black and red light shot out of the eyeball, and then violently injected into the lake of blood.

"Roar!"

An undisguised roar of murderous intent came from afar, as if in response, a creative force containing infinite vitality suddenly shot out from that unknown place, and then under the action of a great force, it crossed a distance of hundreds of millions of miles in an instant, and fell sharply in the center of the blood lake.

The entire lake of blood began to tumble violently as if it were boiling, and the souls who had been struggling to leave were instantly silenced as if they had met a natural enemy, and then fell completely silent.

Qiu Qianren, who was originally standing in the distance with his hands on his chest, expressionless and watching the bloody killing in front of him, suddenly raised his eyebrows, and the big hand full of strength stretched out suddenly, and the vast crimson light erupted, which made people feel the suffocating viscous blood qi emitted more than the huge blood lake, and a dark red big hand conjured out, and then suddenly covered the huge eyeballs.

As soon as the big hand came out, Qiu Qianren's body suddenly erupted with a terrifying aura like a prison, and it became the focus of the scene in just an instant.

It was as if the gods had descended into the world and could manipulate the world at will, and there was a terrifying power and magical law under the big hand, and a huge force of matter was absorbed towards the eyeballs.

His eyes trembled, he actually wanted to ingest this strange and inexplicable eyeball for his own use!

Ouyang Yu's wrist shook violently, and the precious folding fan in his hand blew off a few strands of hair that had been meticulously combed, and it was swaying back and forth with the wind.

"What kind of monster is this? Blood Sea Floating Scripture has some connection with that one, or is this a hidden line in the first place?"

And in Kunlun Mountain, Ba Jianzi, who carried a big sword on his shoulder, and Ao Jianzi, who stepped on a flying sword, both looked at Qiu Qianren in the distance with a sense of war.

Sword cultivators use others to sharpen their own swords, and choose the stone to sharpen their swords, so naturally the harder the better.

And Bai Baiyou looked at the domineering man who exuded terrifying blood all over his body, but he couldn't help but think of a possibility, but that guess was too wild, and it was really difficult to connect with it.

Putting these aside for the time being, I saw that the lifeless black eyes were covered by the big dark red hand, and they were slowly moved, slowly moving in the direction of Qiu Qianren.

The originally calm surface of the lake began to stir again, and among the waves of blood, faint fragments of unjust souls began to appear again.

Yuan Xin sighed a little helplessly, and was about to explain something to the weak Yuan Jue next to him, when suddenly, the golden bell shook violently.

A mouthful of blood spurted out of Yuan Xin's mouth, and it splashed on the ground with a wow, the blood was not ordinary red, but with a faint gold, falling on the ground as if it was gold liquid, and even exuding a charming aroma.

There is a reincarnation of the Buddhist monk, eat a piece of its flesh to get immortality, it does not seem to be groundless, the Buddhist monk, a body of cultivation in their own body, the cultivation is the supreme merit power, naturally is mysterious and extraordinary.

A dull bell rang at the same time, the golden bell suddenly rose from the ground, and then slowly became smaller, after the light on the surface slowly dissipated, and then gently fell into the arms of Yuan Xin, originally covered with scriptures, the surface of the golden bell emitted by the treasure light suddenly appeared a black handprint that was both evil and sacred, the golden bell continued to let out bursts of wailing, the grade was as high as six grades, and it was still impossible to stop the erosion of the mysterious power contained in the black handprint, Yuan Xin frowned, and casually played a few handprints to seal the golden bell to prevent the further spread of the power in the handprint, and then turned over his hand to say that it was included in the sea of knowledge, and the whole person's body suddenly couldn't help but stumble。

was suddenly attacked by that unknown thing, even though the Admiralty blocked the other party's blow, but under the implication of the mind, he was already injured, and at this moment forcibly included the Admiralty in the knowledge of the sea of warmth, it was even more exhausting, but fortunately, the brothers around him were in good shape, otherwise they would have to lose their troops when they came to this secret realm.

And in the next moment, a crisp sound of sword striking suddenly came.

A violent explosion sounded, and the smoke and dust dispersed, but the people in the field were all highly cultivated monks, but the smoke could not affect everyone's vision.

I saw Qiu Qianren standing in place, his legs slightly bent, his red hair flying, and he slashed to the sky with one hand, and the seemingly endless blood qi rose to the sky, and even half of the sky was rendered red, and just above him, the three-sided and four-armed Asura, with the demon sword with evil eyeballs in his left two hands, and the long strip-like object that was writhing irregularly in his right two hands, from top to bottom, all slashed on the ghost head knife in Qiu Qianren's hand.

At this moment, the two swords are against the big sword, Shura sees Shura!