Heavenly Creation Beast

"Damn, this is too bad!"

This is the number of times a group of monks who were thrown into the trial ground sighed with emotion.

Especially those monks with higher records scolded harder.

If they had known earlier that the next level was this kind of rule, they would never have killed so many people on their own initiative.

A blood bell needs to kill a blood beast, this rule really respects those who are at the forefront!
Those monks in the Dark Night Blood Palace who only have a blood-colored bell on the red rope are quite happy. Once this rule comes out, their tasks will be small!
You only need to kill a blood beast to pass this level. Is there anything easier than this?
They were so happy that they didn't regret that they didn't have enough strength to move slowly, and if they killed one more person, they would kill one more blood beast.

The acquainted and well-connected monks walked together, and when they landed, they were on guard against the surrounding monks to leave.

The trial ground is very large, and the six monks in 930 threw it in without even splashing water.

On the other side, Molai, who threw people into the trial ground after announcing the rules, was entertaining an unexpected guest.

"Why are you interested in coming?" Mo Lai pushed a glass of red liquid in front of the man.

The man raised his eyes, expressionless.

"Okay, okay, I know you're here for your little brother." Mo Lai sighed, "Lanbai, why are you so nonchalant!"

Lan Bai reached out his hand and touched the cup filled with red liquid, his voice was very soft, and contained a strong warning: "Don't make fun of Moyu."

She's not someone you can joke about!

"Okay, okay." Mo Lai said with a good temper, "I didn't expect you to care about this little brother."

"He is my only relative." Lanbai lowered his eyes, looking at the faint ripples on the red liquid, "if nothing happens."

"Dear one?" Mo Lai's tone became more strange.

Do they still care about their relatives?
In Huanyu, there are not many monks who value relatives and friends very much.

In this era when it is popular to kill wives to testify, to kill fathers to testify, to kill all close ones to testify, it is quite ridiculous to care about relatives and friends.

This sentence came out of Lan Bai's mouth, which was very funny. A person who can step on Mo Tu's superior position is such a simple thing.

"Same as Mo Sha Mo Tu?" Mo Lai asked again.

In terms of brothers, the most typical representative of the Dark Night Blood Temple is the pair of Mosha and Motu.

If Lan Bai's intentions are the same as Mo Sha's, then it's understandable to care about this younger brother.

However, the performance of blue and white does not meet this point.

If he really had the same idea as Mosha, Lanbai shouldn't let his younger brother stand out, let alone let him participate in the selection of members of the blood team.

It's something that has to be done by death, this mess with Moyu is not something that Lanbai can control arbitrarily.

"It's not the same. I care about this younger brother and want to see how far he can go." I don't have any other thoughts, just want to see how high he can fly if given a gust of wind.

Molai nodded thoughtfully. Lanbai has been trusted and valued by the blood emperor recently, so she can't offend this person because of this.

So Molai is very talkative: "Do you want to stay and watch Moyu's performance?"

If Lanbai wants to stay, it's not impossible.

"It's not necessary." Lan Bai shook his head and refused.

He stayed to see what Tianqing was doing, and he didn't know when Tianqing would leave.

It is impossible for the royal family of the Tiangong clan to stay in the Dark Night Blood Palace for a long time, let alone stay under the hands of the Blood Emperor as a knife in the night tomb.

"Don't you want to see how far he can go?" Mo Lai was a little surprised by Lan Bai's answer.

If not, what are you doing here?
"I want to see how far he can go, but I don't need to keep an eye on him all the time." Lan Bai smiled gently when he heard the words, as long as he pays attention to things from time to time, he can know, why keep staring!
He is also very busy, as Ye Zhong's confidant, he has a lot of things on his hands.

This time, I also took time to come here, and I won't stay for long.

"Are you going to let me watch for you?" Mo Lai understood, she asked this sentence, and nodded when she saw Lan Bai.

"In the selection of the blood team, those who are eliminated have only one ending, do you know?" Seeing that Lan Bai still cares about this younger brother, Mo Lai couldn't help but ask this sentence.

She had also heard the rumors about the Dark Night Blood Palace before, or many monks in the Dark Night Blood Palace once thought it was the truth.

If it hadn't been for the selection of the young man named Moyu into the blood team, no one would have taken Moyu seriously.

Of course, even if he entered the selection of the blood team, if he could not persevere until the end and become a member of the blood team, no one would take him seriously.

this is the truth.

Mo Lai somewhat understood why Lan Bai did this, and only by doing so could Mo Yu quickly gain a firm foothold in the Dark Night Blood Palace.

But this method is very dangerous, if you don't pay attention, you may eat yourself back and let Moyu stay here directly.

It is impossible for Molai to favor Moyu just because he is Lanbai's younger brother, and it is even more impossible for Molai to break the rules for Moyu.

Those who fail the test will end up dead, without exception, including Fuyue who is also in the team.

"I know, I believe in his ability." When Lan Bai said this, he was very confident. He said, "If you don't have this ability, don't be ashamed."

He doesn't have such a weak brother.

Molai laughed, she understood what Lanbai meant.

Really just come and take a look.

Also, how could the shrewd Lanbai not know the rules of the Dark Night Blood Palace? If he doesn't have the strength to stand firm and rely on the backer behind him, he is destined to not go far.

Molai let Lanbai take a look at the situation on Moyu's side. This is a trivial matter, and he will leave when people have seen enough.

Leaving Lanbai here directly, Mo Lai watched the reactions of some good seedlings.

The monks with more bloody bells on the red rope prove their strength is stronger.

Although strength is not the deciding factor for everything, having strength can add points to a large extent.

Those monks who are still complacent about killing a blood beast with only one blood bell, have no idea that their performance has put them on the verge of being eliminated.

If they don't perform well, what awaits them is the ending of elimination.

Mo Lai opened the list, looking at the list with a few names missing, with a blank expression on his face.

She clicked on the top name Yue Yang.

A picture quickly appeared in front of him, and the person in the picture was the burly Yue Yang holding a giant hammer.

Instead of cursing after receiving the task, he quickly locked a blood beast according to the clues and was attacking the blood beast.

Not far away, the woman in Huangsang came to assist and cut off all the retreats of the blood beast.

Mo Lai glanced at the woman in yellow clothes, she was quite satisfied with Yue Yang's performance, she flipped through the woman's name:

Yue Zhen.

boom--

The thick body of the five-meter-high blood beast collided with the ground, making a dull sound.

Amidst the splashing dust, Yue Yang walked out step by step with a giant hammer in his hand.

A blood-colored bell in the red rope on his wrist exudes a little blood glow, accompanied by a crisp sound of the bell.

"Good start." Yue Zhen stepped forward, making sure that Yue Yang was fine, and then looked at the fallen blood beast.

"This thing is not easy to deal with." Yue Yang saw that Yue Zhen was about to go forward to have a look, and pulled him away.

"No matter how difficult it is to deal with, I'll let my brother deal with it." Yue Zhen said something relaxed, but her footsteps stopped, and she didn't go any further.

She is a good child, and if her brother doesn't want her to go up, she won't go up.

Not long after Yue Zhen stopped, the five-meter-high blood beast began to melt from the outside to the inside.

The blood-colored liquid was flowing and piling up, Yue Yang, who sensed the danger, picked up Yue Zhen's collar and led him back.

The soil and trees in the trial site were blood-colored and oppressive.

Yue Yang hesitated for a moment, but he still didn't put Yue Zhen on the nearest tree branch, but put the giant hammer under it, and put Yue Zhen on the enlarged giant hammer.

Yue Zhen's field of vision suddenly became higher.

She could clearly see the slowly melting blood beast.

The soil around the blood beast began to change and melt, turning into a puddle of liquid.

A small pool of blood appeared, and Yue Zhen frowned.

"What did you find?" Yue Yang asked.

He knew that his sister was more observant than him, and it was very useful in many cases.

This is also the fundamental reason why he is willing to take more care of this relative.

"It's troublesome, we must solve it quickly." Yue Zhen pointed at the blood beast while saying, "Lord Molai didn't prepare food for us, I thought we could get local materials."

But looking at the situation of this blood beast, if there is no accident, it is not feasible to use local materials.

This is not like an exception, but more like the rule of this trial ground.

"I don't know what the trial site is made of." Yue Zhen muttered.

Tianqing can answer this question.

The test site for selecting members of the blood team is composed of blood.

Don't look at the fact that there is no bloody smell in the surroundings, as long as you notice the color of the vegetation and soil, you can think of blood.

The most indispensable thing in the Dark Night Blood Palace is blood.

There are always monks who will collect the blood after the massacre, and the Dark Night Blood Temple even has a mission to buy blood all year round.

The ice-blue long whip was not stained with any dirt after a battle, but Tian Qing felt the sudden cold temperature in his ears, and realized that Liang Yue probably didn't want to deal with blood beasts.

Liangyue's temperament is cold, and as Bingluan, he also has some burdens on him, and he somewhat dislikes those blood beasts.

Tian Qing looked at the bright blood-colored bell, and a clear and sweet bell sounded in her ears.

Sensing that there was a trace of dirt in his mind, Tian Qing cleaned up the dirt without changing his face, and pinned the long whip to his waist.

[Yozuka has a lot of little thoughts. 】

When Fuyue heard Tianqing's words, she was observing the blood beast that started to melt.

Her expression remained unchanged, but she was thinking about the meaning of the young patriarch's words.

[Young Patriarch means...] Unable to figure it out and not struggling, Fuyue asked aloud.

[Literal meaning, pay attention to pointing out Ye Zhong's way. 】Tianqing didn't remind much, with Fuyue's ability, she would know what was going on after she experienced it.

Tianqing is not worried that Fuyue will be planted on such a small method, and the subtle control will not affect the beast creators of the Tiangong clan at all.

Their will is very firm, and their minds have countless protections.

If you want to control them, the chances of success are not as high as killing them directly.

After the blood beast melted completely, it formed a small blood pool with the surrounding soil.

Some small creatures swim in the blood pool, slowly gather together, and bloom a small blood-colored flower.

The petals and petals are clearly visible, trembling slightly in the blood pool, like a shy girl.

Blood Youhua.

When Fuyue saw this flower, she turned her head to look at Tianqing.

This is exactly the same as the blood youhua described by the young patriarch.

"Huh? Why is there a flower blooming?" Tian Qing's tone was convincingly surprised.

"I don't know, this flower..." Fuyue immediately understood Tianqing's intention, and frowned very cooperatively, "Do you want to pick it?"

"Would it be bad to mess around with the things in the trial ground?" A shy smile appeared on the clear and clean young boy's face.

Molai, who happened to see this scene, rolled his eyes.

What's wrong with it, when you encounter something good, you don't need to worry so much, just take it away!

Opportunities are fleeting, and only by grasping them can we go further in the world.

As for whether this opportunity can be taken, no matter what to do with so much, let's take it first and then talk about it.

"Your brother's character..." Molai said.

Lan Bai raised his head and chuckled lightly: "I don't think there's anything wrong with it."

Seeing Mo Lai frowning, Lan Bai added: "Some people's appearance is very deceptive."

Are you saying that Moyu's appearance is not trustworthy?

Mo Lai tried to understand Lan Bai's words, but before she could confirm Lan Bai's meaning, the two people over there had already started to pick flowers after discussing.

Seeing this scene, Mo Lai snorted coldly: "It's useless, it's stupid to put yourself in danger for this."

Lan Bai just shook his head slightly when he saw Mo Lai's reaction, he was really dissatisfied no matter what.

but--

It should be useful for Tianqing to pick that flower.

It is impossible for the royal family of the Tiangong family to do useless work.

Is this person determined to enter the blood team selection of the Dark Night Blood Palace for the purpose of this flower growing in the blood pool?

Lan Bai was lost in thought.

He tried to dig out the flower from his knowledge reserve, but was surprised to find that he knew nothing about it.

No, as long as it is a useful resource, not to mention knowing everything, he should know some basic things.

Carefulness appeared in his eyes, and Lan Bai said: "What is the use of this flower?"

"It's useless." Mo Lai could clearly see the surprised gaze cast by Lan Bai after his words fell.

She snorted coldly: "It's just useless. At first we thought this flower was useful, but so many people have studied it for so many years, but they haven't found any use for this flower."

If it is really useful, there should always be some abnormalities, but there is no, as if it is an ordinary flower.

After a long time, no one studies this flower anymore.

As if thinking of something, Mo Lai's face became more vicious: "Although this flower is useless, it is quite aggressive. Many monks die on it every time."