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Yue Fan didn't know how many blood-colored souls he had devoured at this moment, in these almost endless years, he didn't stop for a moment, he kept devouring the blood-colored souls in this world along the way, along the way, like the blood-colored souls of the skeletons, the more he went, the more he encountered, and the stronger his strength became, in the same way, every blood-colored soul of this kind would have different magical powers like the giant axe of the skeleton skeleton before.

These different blood-colored souls did not come from the same direction, but their purpose was to keep moving in the same direction, as if the horn whimpered from.

Along the way, Yue Fan has fought with this blood-colored soul no less than hundreds of times, and these blood-colored souls are different, and they can even be called weird supernatural powers, which have caused a great crisis to Yue Fan, and every time, Yue Fan will be on the verge of physical collapse.

But in the same way, every time he devours this extraordinarily powerful blood-colored soul, it will make Yue Fan more powerful, and the aura exuded by his body is also more breathtaking, above his body, a thick layer of blood mist has been shrouded, making his body appear faintly illusory, hazy, unreal, faint, only two blood-colored eyes, revealing blood mist, exuding a terrifying divine light.

The action of pressing together has become his instinct at this moment, as if it is deeply engraved in the depths of his soul, and its power is not the same as before.

Until this day, in front of Yue Fan, he saw a pool of blood, and the blood-colored mist was rising.

Perhaps, it can't be called a blood pool at all, it is more appropriate to call this blood pool a sea of blood, this blood pool is simply boundless, lying in front of Yue Fan, with no end in sight, as if it is the other half of this blood world, which is this sea of blood.

This sea of blood, the blood-colored mist on it is steaming, covering the sky and the sun, and bubbles are constantly surging out, rising, and bursting, making this place look a little weird.

In the middle of the sea of blood, as the blood-colored mist rose, a huge blood-colored statue loomed.

With Yue Fan's eyesight, he could naturally penetrate the fog at this moment, and he saw a lifelike, almost fake statue, and when he looked closely, it was a big bird.

This big bird has four pairs of wings, and its feathers are dark, which makes people have no doubt about the terrifying defense on it, and on its head, six eyes are lined up, without pupils, and it is densely covered with red bloodshots, exuding a monstrous fierce light.

In a blood-colored world, among the feathers of this big bird statue, there was a black color completely different from this blood-red,

If Yue Fan hadn't been like this at this moment, he would definitely recognize that this statue was almost exactly the same as the Yin Lu in the outside world who had already been killed by him.

The head of this big bird was low in the sky, and its six blood-colored pupils seemed to be overlooking the land, and also, overlooking Yue Fan.

The moment Yue Fan saw this huge statue of a strange bird, his mind roared, as if something important had been forgotten by him, but he couldn't think of anything, which made him even more confused.

Blood-colored streamers flashed in the sky, these were some blood-colored souls whose aura was as powerful as Yue Fan's, and they came here one by one at this moment, as if they were on a pilgrimage, and they came to the edge of this sea of blood.

These blood-colored souls have different forms, some are like Yue Fan, a pure human image, but more are some beast bodies, or skeletons, but one thing is all the same, above their bodies, all of them are filled with thick blood mist, and their bodies are also extremely condensed, and bursts of terrifying aura come from above their bodies.

Originally, those blood-colored souls who were almost fighting to the death as soon as they met, but after arriving here, they all fell silent, there was no sign of fighting, and even the fierce light in their eyes caused by too much killing dissipated, and their expressions were extremely calm.

At this moment, the blood-colored soul of the body of a fierce beast took a step forward, and walked towards the sea of blood in front of him, and with its steps, above the sea of blood, those bubbles that kept floating, one after another, appeared under his feet, so that the blood-colored soul of the body of this beast did not sink into the blood-colored sea, but walked step by step to the statue of the gloomy spirit.

The sound of the whimpering horn that echoed the heavens and the earth echoed out from this sea of blood and the central Yin Lu statue, spreading out to the surroundings again, and the moment he saw this huge statue and this boundless sea of blood, Yue Fan's numb mind, the sense of summoning at this moment was strong again.

"The blood-colored war soul returns to its roots" A flat voice echoed in Yue Fan's mind at this moment, this voice could not distinguish age, could not distinguish between men and women, but inside, it revealed a sense of vicissitudes that seemed to have experienced ten thousand years, making people, the moment they heard this voice, as if they had aged for thousands of years in an instant.

Under the echo of this voice, Yue Fan's body suddenly shook, his eyes were a little numb, he lost the evil aura he had before, and slowly walked towards the sea of blood in front of him, stepping on the blood-colored bubbles that emerged from under his feet one by one, and walked to the huge Yin Demon Statue, his body, as if it was not controlled by himself, jumped up and landed on one of the Yin Demon Statue's wings covered with dark black scales.

At this moment, there was a guide, a call, calling him to come here, through the sea of blood, to the scales of the wings of this gloomy.

Yue Fan walked on the huge black scales of this Yin Lu statue, walked forward, and looked around, just the wings where Yue Fan was, the scales on it were dense, no less than hundreds of thousands, and there were many scales, there was a blood-colored figure above it, Yue Fan walked to the center of one of the scales, crossed his knees, and looked around with a somewhat blank expression, with no look in his eyes.

It seems that along the way, this place, this statue, this scale is his final destination, is his purpose, at this moment, the sound of the horn echoing between this heaven and earth, gradually faded away, as if it was a dream whisper, into his ears, making him feel a sense of drowsiness.

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