100,000 Years of Body Refining

The recent Qingxiao doesn't seem to be peaceful.

Six months ago, after the collapse of the Jietian Taoist Temple, there seemed to be a vague flow of undercurrents.

The Jietian Taoist Temple did not reshape, the dead came, and Zhu Qiang infiltrated the Blood Sword City, so all kinds of things, as if Qingxiao was about to usher in a storm, made Qingxiao's atmosphere a bit depressing.

Now, there is indeed a storm.

First, the dead clan and Xihua Mountain joined forces and took a short shot outside the Blood God Palace, and then the Blood Sword God descended on Xihua Mountain, one person with one sword, smashed Xihua Mountain and caused the sky to shake.

"Blood Sword God's sword is still blooming after all."

"For countless years, Xihua Mountain has been pressing everywhere, and the Blood Sword God didn’t care. Even though he was proving Dao’s pseudo-respect, he did not deliberately coerce Xihua Mountain, but Xihua Mountain had colluded with the dead and wanted to kill people with the sword. If I were the Blood Sword God, Will also be pointed by Jianfeng."

"When the truth is unreasonable and kindness is useless, you can only speak with your fists. The Blood Sword God can't make a sword. Could you just sit back and watch Xihua Mountain and try to get rid of him?"

Countless people sighed.

Although the Blood Sword Divine Sword sweeps West Huashan, there is the concept of carrying the Blood Sword Mountain and not fighting for the Qingxiao, but Qingxiao Xia Xia approves the Blood Sword God.

In the face of an enemy who always wants to take his own life, one cannot blindly benevolent.

Qing Xiao didn't know what Xihua Mountain had done with the dead clan outside the Blood God Palace, or Xueyuan captured Yan Qingwu to threaten Qin Feng with his life, and didn't know the death of Xueyuan.

But even though the details are not clear, probably the incident is still known. They agreed and shocked the blood sword **** to take action, shocking the destruction of Xihua Mountain.

Although Xihua Mountain Lord and other core figures had long since fled with the dead, this matter still had a great impact on Qingxiao.

Without waiting for everyone to recover from the shock, another shocking news came out immediately.

This news came from the Ten Thousand Dao Academy, spread all over Qingxiao in an instant, shaking everything.

"The Lord of Ten Thousand Ways will resign from the position of Lord of Ten Thousand Ways, and will never have anything to do with Ten Thousand Ways from now on."

Such news can be described as a bolt from the blue, shaking everyone fiercely.

‘This Qingxiao, will the sky change too? ’

Everyone smelled an unusual smell of storm.

As the Jietian Daochang collapsed and Qin Feng's identity was exposed, the dead came quickly, making Qing Xiao seem extremely depressed and extremely dull.

Many people are worried about whether the dead clan will bring changes to Qing Xiao.

In such a situation, first the dead clan took action outside the Blood God Palace, and then the Blood Sword God smashed Xihua Mountain with a sword. At this moment, the Ten Thousand Dao Palace Lord left the Academy, and Qingxiao’s three strongest powers all moved. There will be a storm coming.

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The undercurrent of Qingxiao is closely related to Qin Feng, but at this moment, Qin Feng seems to be outside the storm, standing in front of a **** avenue.

The **** avenue did not know how deep it was, and the end could not be seen at a glance. It was just the blood that filled Qin Feng with a great sense of oppression.

This blood path is the road to the origin of blood, but the blood in the way is extremely tyrannical, and it is not easy to go through it smoothly.

The Blood God Palace is not that no one goes to the origin of blood, but it is difficult for many people to walk through this blood path, even if they pass, it is difficult to get out of the origin of blood.

Although the origin of blood contains unique opportunities, and even legend is the blood left by the ancestors of the blood clan, the danger is so terrible to imagine.

If you do not succeed, you will become benevolent, and once you step into it, it is a life and death choice.

Under these circumstances, very few people dared to go, and it was the gods like Hua Chenfeng who received preaching from the palace lord and other practitioners, and did not dare to set foot.

"Is it really left by the blood **** here?"

Qin Feng looked at Scarlet Avenue, and he was also quite curious.

The blood race is beyond the existence of the nirvana, it does not belong to the nirvana universe, it is mysterious and powerful, he really wants to know what kind of blood race is.

However, the Palace Lord of the Blood God didn't know whether the Origin of Blood had anything to do with the Blood God. After all, for countless years, I had never heard of anyone being able to meet the Blood God.

But no matter whether the blood origin is related to the blood god, Qin Feng will go in and have a look, hoping to help his blood intent, at least, he also hopes to increase the power of the blood **** art.

"Boom!"

Lifting his footsteps, Qin Feng stepped into the Scarlet Avenue and walked step by step towards the origin of the blood. Only after a while, Qin Feng felt an unprecedented pressure of blood, which swept toward him like a storm.

The blood is strong, even no less than the Blood Sword God and the Blood God Palace Master, shaking Qin Feng's body and swaying, like duckweed in the wind, about to be lifted out.

Even Qin Feng couldn't help but give birth to an illusion that there are sacred and terrifying blood soldiers in this **** road, preventing him from moving forward.

Those **** soldiers are elusive, if there are none, but they are real.

"Blood God Art!"

Qin Feng took a deep breath, and the restless blood quickly condensed into a real blood soldier, and his expression was extremely determined.

He has comprehended the bleeding **** tactic. No matter whether he really has the meaning of the blood **** at the moment, he should be recognized, and he guesses that he can get the blood **** inheritance in the ancient times, or have the shadow of the master, the origin of blood, perhaps is also like this.

Boom!

As Qin Feng keeps going, the terrible blood will roll frantically on the Scarlet Avenue, constantly slapped, his clothes hunting, black hair flying, as if carrying hundreds of millions of kilograms of force, every step he takes seems extremely difficult. .

At the beginning, the blood soldiers could still clear the way with their fists, but at the end they sacrificed their blood spears, it was difficult to move, as if there was an indestructible blood force in front of them, cutting off the way forward.

"open!"

Qin Feng was full of blood, and all his power and the blood spear of the blood soldiers were superimposed, as if the blood was all in one body, turning into boundless Dao intent, forcibly breaking the obstacles, and stepping again.

But at this moment, an unprecedented terrible crisis suddenly came to his mind, Qin Feng felt that the blood soldiers contained in the Scarlet Avenue were qualitatively changing, as if a blood warrior was born, and that coercion was enough to make all The blood is trembling.

Qin Feng seemed to feel a terrible blood piercing, causing his blood to tremble endlessly, like the most primitive blood trembling.

"This is..." Qin Feng's face turned pale, and he had never felt this blood pressure. It was obviously stronger than his Blood God Art. It even made his blood tremble, and the blood soldiers greeted him were all To crawl, it seems to have encountered the purest blood crush, which is a level of crushing, a qualitative crush.

"boom!"

When facing the **** feeling, the blood soldiers trembled endlessly. Qin Feng quickly collected it. The whole person was shocked and retreated. After a few steps, he stabilized his figure and locked his eyebrows.

He looked at the Scarlet Avenue in front of him.

Is the road to the origin of blood so difficult to walk?

But there was no half-hearted retreat on his face.

The Blood God Palace was able to comprehend the bleeding divine tactic from it, and obviously someone did it. If so, how could he not be able to do it, he took a deep breath and continued to step forward.

There is no other shortcut on this road, only strength.

At the same time, there were three figures standing here on the main dojo of the Blood God Palace, staring at this forbidden area, and gradually, Qin Feng's figure was no longer visible and disappeared in the blood path.

"I hope he can change, we don't have much time." Palace Master Wandao said lightly.

Qin Feng's combat power really shocked him, but his own realm was far from enough, and the dead, I'm afraid they won't give them too much time.

"Now that you have decided, do your best." The Blood God Palace Master said quietly.

The three of them nodded secretly and looked towards the direction of the origin of the blood. There were deep expectations and unparalleled determination in their deep eyes.

This is the path they chose, and they won't regret it.