The sudden appearance of so many skeletons in the blood pool made Shen Shaoyang feel incredible. What kind of logic is this for the blood pool to conceive skeletons? Could it be that these skeletons depend on this blood to get their lives?

A group of skeletons shook it off with all their might, shaking off the blood and water on their bodies. Then they rushed towards Shen Shaoyang. A group of skeletons can have a dozen or twenty bodies. Each skeleton had a bone knife in its hand. Lesser ones, go up, slash this lowly human to death. The pink skull said angrily.

Boom, the group of skeletons raised the white bone knife in their hands and smashed it. The white bone knife in the sky flew towards Shen Shaoyang. Each handful is chilling to the bone. "Red Dust Step" Shen Shaoyang shouted, and the white bone knives in the sky all turned into dust, and then rushed to Shen Shaoyang's feet, and the reddest and most powerful energy burst out from Shen Shaoyang's feet. With a bang, the skeletons on the opposite side all weathered and disappeared into the red dust.

Ahh It's too fast, and the other party is too strong. The pink skeleton has a bad premonition. It wanted to run away immediately. However, Shen Shaoyang would not give it a chance. With a flick of his hand, the dragon swept through the void, holding the pink skull in his hand. Click... The pink skeleton cracked. The king spares his life, spares his life. The pink skull cried out in fear.

Hmph, you still have the face to beg for mercy. In your eyes, am I not a lowly human being? Why, this time I begged for mercy from the humble human in your eyes? Shen Shaoyang scolded loudly.

No, no, you're the king. I also hope that the king will not worry about the small. The pink skull whispered considerably. It's just shameless to the extreme. However, he is smart, and in order to survive, it is not a big deal to grovel for the time being, after all, it is the most important thing to live. For a faceless creature like it, there is nothing to talk about dignity. Coupled with the fact that he finally gave birth to life from dry bones, how could he not cherish his hard-won second life.

If you want to live, you can. You'll have to be honest with me. If you dare to deceive, then you will only die. Okay, the little one must answer truthfully, never deceive, even if the king asks. The skeleton said in horror. I was trembling all over. Shen Shaoyang felt funny in his eyes. Skeletons also know to be afraid, which is really unreasonable. But it's also relieved to think about it, this is a skeleton with life after all.

Why are you here, and who gave you life?

I had already died once, but after a long time, my skeleton was not weathered, and I had a mind, and I had life. What, after death, after a long period of time, the dry bones have not weathered, and you have a spirit, and you have life again? Because Shen Shaoyang knew that after a long time after death, there were no weathered bones, and he must have been an extremely powerful monk before his death. How powerful were you when you were alive?" Shen Shaoyang asked.

When I was alive, I was a quasi-saint realm cultivator. But it's not anymore, after death, there is spiritual intelligence, and the previous cultivation no longer exists, but the memory is still there. When Shen Shaoyang learned the news, he didn't feel shocked. There are too few cultivators in the realm of quasi-saints. It's rarely seen. According to Brother Tianfeng, it is also difficult for a monk from the Holy Realm to appear in the Sword Realm. If you want to become an immortal, you must cross the world and reach those worlds where you can cultivate to become an immortal.

Speaking of becoming an immortal, Shen Shaoyang felt very depressed. obviously embarked on the road of cultivating immortals, but he came to this world where he could not become an immortal. Could this really be fate? But when he learned that in this world he could cross the heavens and enter other worlds with his cultivation, he had nothing to be depressed about. This is much better than the cultivation world. Compared to the cultivation world, the sword world has a lot more advantages. In the cultivation world, it is unreliable to cross by one's own cultivation. In the Sword Realm, as long as you reach the Sky Realm, you can cross it.

Why is this called the Devil's Valley, and why are you here?

Dissatisfied with the king, I was resurrected in this Demon Ridge. Back then, in this evil ghost, I fought with a master of the same realm. Hey, but after all, his skills are not as good as others, and he was killed. Oh, there are still beings in the Sword Realm who can kill quasi-saints? Yes, Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon in the Sword Realm. There are some incredible masters in the shadows.

Who is the one who killed you? Does it still exist today? It is the Taishang Sect in the Stormy Realm. It's been a hundred years, and I don't know if the little one still exists. He was also wounded in that battle. Thinking of that battle, the little one still has palpitations now. Shen Shaoyang could see it. When he spoke of the man who killed him, the skeleton was getting a chill all over.

After a hundred years of wind and rain, watered with the blood of the living, I was finally resurrected ten years ago. Because the skeletons that gave birth to life could not see the sun, I found such a cave to hide. But who would have thought that this cave would actually live a peerless devil.

What, peerless devil? Shen Shaoyang's heart jumped when he heard these words, and he was terrified. His intuition told him that this peerless devil was extremely terrifying. Yes, it was a peerless devil. You see, that pool of blood was taken by him by murder. He has a kind of soul training and blood training**. It's terrifying. His cultivation is said to be diligent, and every time he wakes up, he has to go out to hunt many, many people, and then take blood and practice his soul. He put the blood he took into this pool and used the blood practice to practice. After refining the blood, it will become very powerful, and the blood contains great power. As long as the cultivator refines and absorbs this blood, he can sublimate to the fullest.

This blood is so precious, so why should he give it to you? The blood was useless to him. His realm is too high, and these bloods are not strong enough. We are his captive men, and we protect the Dharma for him, so he gave us this blood to cultivate.

I see. The devil is now with the Great King, who fell asleep in retreat eight years ago. The Devil King said that every time he fell asleep, it would take decades, if not centuries, for him. What? So terrifying? What level of cultivation has he reached?

This little one is not clear. The little one only knows the peerless horror of the Devil King. How long has he been around, and is Devil's Ridge here because of him?

Shen Shaoyang, who wanted to ask, asked. He felt that this pool of blood was very helpful to him. So he made up his mind to refine this pool of blood to improve his cultivation. When he met the Golden Saint Son, the Five Elements Son, Shen Shaoyang felt that his strength was too weak, and he longed for strength. Otherwise, the road ahead will be difficult. In the world of monks, any step could cost one's own life. Only strength is the last word.

The pink skeleton has been held in Shen Shaoyang's hand all the time, and he feels very uncomfortable at this time, his body feels like he is about to break, and Shen Shaoyang's strength is too great.

Shen Shaoyang originally wanted to kill him, but then he thought about it, after all, this person had lived for a long time, and he was a powerhouse of the quasi-saint realm before his death. Keep him, maybe I can help myself in the future. Well, Shen Shaoyang put the skeleton down.

By the way, I want to refine this blood to improve my strength. You give me the Dharma Protector. What... Isn't it okay to do this? Shen Shaoyang glared at him with wide eyes. The skeleton immediately became, meaningless. Okay, you go out and keep guard at the door. I will not let you in, you will not come in. Otherwise, I will grant you death. Yes, yes, the skeleton went out in a puff of smoke.

The rolling blood is bubbling with white eyes, and when you walk in and smell it, you can feel that there is a lot of energy in this blood. However, such a pool of powerful blood must be able to make me rise two or three levels in a row and rush into the king realm in one fell swoop, right? Shen Shaoyang nodded and said. Shen Shaoyang stretched out his white palm and touched the blood in the pool. This touch. Shen Shaoyang felt quite satisfied. The blood creates a flow of energy in the hand, and powerful energy ripples in the palm of the hand.

Bang, Shen Shaoyang jumped into the pool of blood. The pool of blood was billowing and fluctuating, emitting white smoke and green smoke. In the pool of blood, Shen Shaoyang used his heart to experience and feel. This kind of blood has really been refined, and in addition to the color of blood, this is almost a pool of energy. Refining and absorbing it can not only sublimate one's cultivation, but also make one's blood and qi more vigorous, and the body will be strengthened. Isn't this exactly what Shen Shaoyang needs?

His body is not good, and it is even inferior to ordinary people, which is that he has been weak since he was a child. Even though he went on the path of a monk, he did not improve. But it's not entirely without benefits. He is physically weak, but light, agile, and fast. This is his strength. Coupled with the fact that he had cultivated the Red Dust Sutra, his movements were more agile and his speed was faster.

Hey, Shen Shaoyang ran his divine energy, and the blood and water fluctuated, soaking Shen Shaoyang's body. Shen Shaoyang closed his eyes. Slide your hands slowly. As soon as Hongchen practiced the Heavenly Technique, rolling energy and blood poured into his hands. The blood water in the blood pool kept coming, constantly refining, and the blood water turned into energy, surging towards Shen Shaoyang's limbs and hundreds of remains, and finally entered the sea of energy.

The energy in the sea of energy merged with the energy invaded by the outside world, and it was surging. Shen Shaoyang's divine sense entered the sea of energy. Shen Shaoyang was not in a hurry to rush to the level. He wanted to consolidate his body and telekinesis first.

Shen Shaoyang concentrated, gathered energy, and paid full attention. Use powerful energy to cultivate telekinesis. The monk relied on the mind to support his instincts, and the mind to exert his mana. As long as it is firm and strong enough, the divine energy exerted is also relatively strong. Undoubtedly, Shen Shaoyang's mind was much more powerful than that of an ordinary monk. Shen Shaoyang's thoughts were slowly gathering in his mind.

An invisible thought slowly condensed into a visible qi. That is, the body that Shen Shaoyang thought before, but in fact, this is far from reaching the realm of the body. It's just that it's in the realm of gangqi. Thinking of forming a gang qi, it also has the ability to kill. The thought of shape, as if from the eternal unknown place of 30,000 years in the past life and the next life, entered Shen Shaoyang's mind, virtual and real, vague, flickering and dark. It seems to be coming, and it is like a gang qi floating in action.

Shen Shaoyang put his thoughts on its body, wanting it to be more real and controllable by his own thoughts.