Chapter 523: Winning in Change

When the blood-colored river swept away Liu Yi, Liu Yi was holding a jade pendant in his hand, and he was using the method of sound transmission with Shen Haibing, who was millions of miles away, Shen Haibing said that the underground power masters gathered outside the Holy Fire Sect had a new trend, but unfortunately, before the words were finished, the blood-colored river had already swept Liu Yi into the air.

The speed of the blood river was extremely fast, crossing mountains and mountains, and it was more than 200,000 miles away overnight. Although it is far less than the speed of Situ Mengdie's incarnation into a butterfly and flying, it can be regarded as a lightning speed.

The heavy snow on the cold night hides the flight traces of the blood-colored river, making people confused.

I don't know how many mountains and rivers I flew over, and finally landed on the top of an unnamed hill.

Liu Yi is trapped in the river of blood, and he doesn't know where this is.

He only felt the temperature change around him dozens of times, which meant that the blood river flew over many snowy places, and also passed through many places where the temperature was not low.

This river of blood is not a formation, it is a magic weapon.

Liu Yi tried it with the dragon pattern sword, and tried it with the innate qi rune, but he couldn't destroy this river of blood. The dragon pattern sword with immortal and immortal sword intent, as well as the mystical magic weapon of the innate qi rune, although it can break a gap in the blood river, Liu Yi's cultivation is far inferior to the person who controls this blood river.

Every time Liu Yi cut a gap in the blood river and wanted to get out, blood would roll on the blood river, filling the gap completely.

Especially in this river of blood, there is a pungent smell of blood. If it weren't for Liu Yi's thunder and lightning seeds on his body, he would not be invaded by all poisons, but I was afraid that he would have fainted from the smell of blood.

Overnight, Liu Yi didn't know how many times he used his methods, but all of them were in vain.

"Yes! Yes, the smell of blood in this river of blood is extremely strong, I might as well respond to all changes with the same thing, pretend to faint from the smell of blood, and pretend to faint. If the person in control of this blood river thinks that I am really dizzy, they will definitely relax their guards, so that I will have a chance to win in the midst of change!"

Liu Yi pretended to be overwhelmed by the smell of blood, and the speed of swinging his sword became slower and slower, and finally took the dragon pattern sword and the innate qi rune into his body, and fainted in the river of blood.

Although the river of blood was filthy, where Liu Yi was, there was a bubble with a radius of two or three meters, which surrounded him, so as not to be stained with blood from all over his body.

One by one, human faces appeared in the blood water.

Liu Yi only glanced at it, and felt that there were thousands of faces.

Every face is a fierce ghost.

Powerful ghosts, you have to imprison the souls of dozens or even hundreds of people together, and let the souls fight each other and devour each other through the secret method of the evil sect, and the one who survives in the end is naturally the strongest.

Even if it is a hundred souls that can refine a fierce soul, the thousands of fierce souls and ghosts in this blood river will require the lives of hundreds of thousands of people to refine it.

How many people did this monk who cultivated the Blood River Sacrifice kill?

Just thinking about it, Liu Yi felt a chill in his heart.

The owner of this treasure must be an extremely vicious person, even a very vicious person.

Liu Yi pretended to sleep for half the night before the blood river stopped in the middle of the hill.

With a flick of his sleeve, the man in control of the Blood River shook Liu Yi out of the Blood River and landed on the top of a snow-covered mountain.

Syllable!

Liu Yi was thrown on top of the snow and ice, and his shoulder, which landed first, slammed into a piece of Yan Bing, knocking Yan Bing out of a large spider web-like gap. Fortunately, Liu Yi is also a cultivator, and his physical body is many times stronger than that of ordinary people, otherwise this action of falling from a height of one hundred and ten meters to the ground is enough to make his physical body fall apart.

Before you know it, the sky turns from black to white.

The morning sky is the most vibrant.

But Liu Yi has no consciousness of appreciating Chaoyang at all, no matter who it is, as long as it is forcibly taken away, especially at this moment when life and death are unknown, he will not have the leisure to appreciate Chaoyang.

As the sun shone brightly, the monk standing in the darkness at the top of the mountain finally revealed his figure.

He was slender and seemed to have a reckless aura on his body, and this aura alone was enough to prove that this person was not a disciple of the Great Sect.

Among the high-ranking sects, even if it is Xuantian Sect and Dao Xuanzong, there are very few who have cultivated to the level of Taiyi Golden Immortal, and Liu Yi can name it. Moreover, the monks of the Damen sect are backed by the resources of the sect. On weekdays, in addition to cultivating is to collect the elixir of refining weapons, there is only meditation and cultivation of the mind, maybe there are some great things, you will learn Hu Tutu to fall in love, or learn Hu Tutu to hold a bonfire meeting to have some fun. But in these pampered righteous path disciples, there is no such reckless atmosphere.

"Senior Brother Red Blood is polite!"

Suddenly, a voice came from the foot of the mountain.

Liu Yi pretended to be stunned by the poisonous smoke city, so naturally he had no chance to look at these two people. But his heart still trembled, just because of this voice, he actually heard it.

As for the word red blood, Liu Yi has also heard people talk about it, and he has heard people talk about it many times. And the grievances and grievances between the Blue Sky Immortal and the Red-Blood Old Monster, Liu Yi also knew it in his heart.

"Daoist friends are polite!"

The Blood Shadow Man pointed at Liu Yi who was lying on the ice and snow and said, "Shen Tuhu! I have been kicked out of the division, how can you let Your Excellency call me a junior brother again?"

"The love of the same door can never be forgotten!"

The expression of the man in the blood-colored flame robe changed, "A teacher for one day, a father for life!

The Blood Shadow Man said angrily, "Phew! Hugh is going to say it again! Did you bring anything with you?"

That Liu Yi's somewhat familiar voice sounded again, "Senior brother was kicked out of the sect prematurely, and you have only learned a small part of the Blood River Demon Codex." Due to the last words of the master when he turned to ashes, I cannot teach you all the wonderful methods of the master. But there is a booklet here, which records this seat's understanding of the Blood River Demon Codex, and the Red Blood Junior might as well take this booklet. ”

"Hey, hey, hey......"

The red-blooded old monster laughed fiercely, "You have a good abacus, just a pamphlet, you want to exchange Liu Yi, do you think that this seat is full of tofu scum in his head? This Liu Yi has the opportunity to become a god, and taking him is equivalent to catching the hope of becoming a god! You can even get a pamphlet?"

"Isn't the Red Blood Senior Brother going back on his word?"

The voice asked with a sneer, and then said, "There are many masters in the Qiongyu Realm realm, and with your cultivation as a land immortal, you may not be able to hold the opportunity to become a god." It's better to give Liu Yi to me quickly, and you can avoid a bloody disaster, junior brother!"