It is about seventy or eighty miles southeast of the foot of Wangwu Mountain, and there is a blood-colored lake that seems to be condensed by blood and water, and is more than ten miles in circumference. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

The water of the lake is like thick blood water, quietly gathering together, the four places around the lake, there is no grass, people who have always explored Wangwu Mountain, will always avoid this place far away, so as not to intersect.

At this moment, two high-level cultivators of the Condensation Realm, one old and one young, with unwillingness in their eyes, were strangled by two blood-colored dragons, and slowly pulled towards the blood-colored lake.

Two high-ranking monks, one old and one young, a cyan cane in the old man's hand turned into a cyan dagger at this time, and kept stabbing towards the body of the blood-colored dragon. However, the blood-colored dragon was as if it were not a physical entity, and after the dagger pierced its body, the dragon seemed to be unconscious, but the pulling force did not weaken in the slightest.

And the other girl, the fairy bell in her hand, at this time emitted a crisp sound, the music notes of the music seemed to turn into an entity, with a huge force, constantly hitting the blood-colored dragon that strangled its delicate body, but the effect was very bleak, but it was better than nothing.

The two are Wu Taihe and Wu Mandong, the ancestors and grandsons of Wu Mandong who killed Gong Qing before, the desperate situation faced by the two at this time has been maintained for about half an hour, and they have reached the time when the mountains and rivers are exhausted, and if they want to get out of trouble, only a miracle will appear.

And the place where the two of them are at this time is called the Pan Blood Lake, which is the most dangerous existence on the periphery of Wangwu Mountain, not to mention the monks of the Condensation Realm, that is, the great monks of the Transformation Realm, they have always avoided it, and if they are not careful, they are separated from life and death.

Created after the Great War of the Clans, the Pan-Blood Lake was born from the blood of millions of middle- and high-ranking monks, who somehow preyed on all kinds of creatures near the Pan-Blood Lake and pulled them into the lake, as if to replenish the lake's nutrients.

The danger of the Pan-Blood Lake is not only to get close to them, but also to stay away from the Pan-Blood Lake for more than ten miles, and if you miss the fate, you may also be caught by the Pan-Blood Lake and thrown into the Pan-Blood Lake.

In the map held by Gu Zichen, it was marked very clearly, and it was an extremely dangerous existence, so Gu Zichen was a hundred miles away from the Panxue Lake, and he was worried that his life would hurt his hands.

Wutai River and Wu Mandong were more than ten miles away from the Pan-Blood Lake, and were captured by the blood-colored dragon turned into the Pan-Blood Lake Blood Sea, and they were pulled all the way, and now, once they were completely pulled into the Blood Sea, there was no possibility for them to survive.

"Grandpa, I'm not reconciled, I was just able to use the Immortal Fall Bell, and before I can exert its maximum power, I'm going to kill here!"

Wu Mandong looked at Wutai River with a look of despair on his face, his eyes full of sadness.

Wu Taihe was full of remorse in the depths of his eyes, and was just about to start to comfort a few words, when suddenly, like the sound of a wave surging, seemed to occupy the heavens and the earth, and all the sounds, with the meaning of the heavens and the earth cracking, suddenly rolled in from the north.

With a frightened look in their eyes, the two looked to the north, but where they saw the north, the vast white aura was boundless, permeating the entire northern sky.

At the forefront, the aura seemed to be condensed together, layer upon layer, constantly squeezing, turning into substance, becoming a shocking white wave that was hundreds of thousands of feet high, wrapped together, and photographed towards the pan-blood lake where the two of them were.

The huge waves were born from the halfway point of Wangwu Mountain, with the attitude of empty eyes, swept towards the four directions of Wangwu Mountain, the speed of running was slow first and then fast, and finally, like thunder and lightning, it quickly crushed everything, and rushed towards the outermost part of Wangwu Mountain.

Wu Taihe and Wu Mandong didn't have time to react, and the white aura wave instantly engulfed the two of them and the Pan-Blood Lake, and then rolled away into the distance.

Ten minutes later, the Land of the Pan-Blood Lake reappeared in everyone's sight, but if anyone was here, they would be extremely surprised.

But seeing that the original Pan-Blood Lake occupied a radius of more than ten miles, all the blood and water, as if it had been evaporated, did not leave a trace, only two tired figures and a hundred-foot-deep lake pit, left in place, showing evidence of the existence of the Pan-Blood Lake.

At this time, Wu Taihe and Wu Mandong showed a confused look in their eyes, looking at the deep pit around them, the two were puzzled at first, but they were instantly occupied by the joy of the rest of their lives after the catastrophe, and they couldn't help but start crying loudly.

An aura riot seems to be barbaric, but there are countless people like Wu Taihe and Wu Mandong's ancestors, who are at the moment of life and death, and after the aura riot, they saved their lives and fell into a situation of joy and sorrow.

From the foot of Wangwu Mountain to the periphery of Wangwu Mountain, from the periphery of Wangwu Mountain to the land of dense forests, all the remnants, traps, and strange places were swept away by the aura riot, and all the dangers were resolved.

In an instant, after a few temptations, all the monks suddenly came to their senses, and their bodies were like sharp arrows, and they swept towards the place where Wangwu Mountain was.

In the north of Wangwu Mountain, outside the dense forest where the Ji country is located, this place is similar to the southern foot of Wangwu Mountain, tens of thousands of middle and high-level monks from the Ji country, the Yong country and the Yan country, and the northern countries, came to the dense forest, and after some mutual testing, they all entered the dense forest to explore the land of Wangwu Mountain.

However, at this time, outside a dense forest in the north of Wangwu Mountain, there were indeed nearly 1,000 people standing in peace and stability, standing outside the dense forest, and there was no intention of entering the dense forest.

If someone from the northern countries was here, they would definitely be extremely surprised, and even surprised that they would not dare to disturb in the slightest. Looking closely, among the nearly 1,000 people, there were more than a dozen monks exuding strong mana fluctuations, and at a glance, you would find that it was the coercion of the Great Cultivator of the Transformation God Realm.

And in the place closest to the dense forest, there is the majesty exuded by the three people, which is even more profound, and it makes people feel frightened, and they dare not get close.

The middle person led by the three of them, wearing a black robe, has a tall posture and a resolute complexion, is around forty years old, and exudes a strong smell of power all over his body. The two people next to him seemed to be on an equal footing with him, but from the posture of the two of them half a step back, the two of them actually had a certain attitude of obedience to them in their hearts.

This person is not an outsider, it is the crown prince of Ji State, the eldest grandson Tai of the Great Perfection Realm in the late stage of the Transformation God Realm.

And the two people beside him, wearing a cyan robe on the left side, are tall and rugged-looking, like a giant bear-like middle-aged man, who is none other than Tuoba Jianbai, the fourth prince from Yongguo, who is in the middle realm of the god realm.

The person on the right side of the eldest grandson Tai was wearing a blue robe, handsome, fair-skinned, and extremely well maintained, looking as if he was about thirty years old.

This person's eyes are slanted and long, and he looks like a weak big girl, but Tuoba Jianbai, who has a rough face, seems to be a little afraid of him and does not dare to look at him, it is Qiu Wenyu, the third prince from Yanguo.

The three of them appeared in the south, as if they were waiting for something, but Changsun Tai seemed to be at ease, sitting firmly on the Diaoyutai posture. Tuoba Jianbai and Qiu Wenyu were a little anxious on their faces, and they glanced at Changsun Tai from time to time, as if they wanted to ask for a lesson or two, but they didn't dare to ask. (To be continued.) )