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Chapter 726 Golden Bow, Silver Arrow, Blood Sea Passage (for subscription)

The once-in-60-year sea of ​​​​blood riots, similar "swearing-in meetings" are staged in many places.

Chuanyang Tower, the largest restaurant in Yuanzhou.

Jingchen, the young master of Jingtian Pavilion, entertained all the heroes here, and swore to eradicate the blood demons.

A large group of people set off towards the border in a mighty manner.

He has a cold temperament, white clothes like snow, holding a sword in his left hand, standing with his hands behind his back, standing on the boat, quietly watching the flowing water reflecting the cold moon, as if forming an inseparable whole with the boat, the bright moon, and the river water, harmonious and repulsive Foreign objects!

The woman accompanying her was also extremely stunning, with her long neck, slender waist, and slender appearance, her dignified demeanor revealed a bit of arrogance and indifference. Her eyes were as cold as ice from ancient times, and she was dressed in white. The skirt, even if it is close to Chichi, still makes people feel difficult to approach, giving people a sense of alienation thousands of miles away.

huh~~~
The cool breeze is refreshing, the river is rough, the sound of the waves is still there, and the vastness can be seen.

They rode all the way to the river, and then changed boats to catch up with a group of troops that had been eyeing the frontier for support.

Based on the conclusions drawn by Yuxushen, their goal of completing the task is to be in this team.

Ji Hao leaned against the white jade shining on the moon, looked at the sporadic fishing boats in the distance, and listened to the rude voices of idlers in the rivers and lakes, he was a little lost for a while.

"Zhao Keman Hu Ying, Wu hook frost and snow. Silver saddle shines on the white horse, rustling like a shooting star. Killing a man in ten steps, he will not stay for a thousand miles. When it's done, brush your clothes and go, hide yourself and get a name. After leisure, drink in Xinling... "

The Taoist voice was long and long, like a drum beating outside the sky, with murderous intent, ripples on the surface of the river. With a movement of his sleeves, the jade porcelain teacup wrapped around it fell into his palm, still warm, with white smoke curling up.

The entrance is sweet and slightly astringent, but still has an aftertaste, which can enter the heart and relieve sorrow, and lives up to the name of Dukang.

He is a great master... Hao Chen slowed down.

"I don't know if Xiongtai is also going to Blood Sea Pass to slay demons and eliminate demons, it would be nice to go together!" Hao Chen shouted loudly.

"Stick to what you want, don't dare to ask for it!" Ji Hao smiled and led Ruan Yushu to join the team smoothly.

The only advantage of this world is that there are no traitors, because the meaning of the sea of ​​blood infecting people will only turn people into nutrients for the sea of ​​blood.

So the whole world is united in one place, and while some are slowing down, it's generally good.

That's right, even in the face of the crisis of extinction, there are still some people who ignore the great cause for their own selfishness. The Daxuan Dynasty has been passed down for 500 years, while the sea of ​​blood has lasted for a thousand years.

It has long coexisted with this world, and many people think that the Blood Sea Rebellion is not that important, and just play with peace of mind, regardless of their affairs.

This is the root of human inferiority.

Along the way, the scenery became more and more desolate, as if the vitality had been extracted by something.

From the forest to the barren land, the world is covered with a layer of blood.

Southern Wilderness, within an active volcano.

On the top of the volcanic magma, billowing white gas gushes out from the mouth of the mountain, and the whole person looks like a volcano about to erupt, containing unparalleled power.

When I walked in, I found that the hole was not the expected magma, but blood, boiling blood.

From time to time, fresh blood gushes out from it, and some blood flows from the ground veins, forming a river of blood.

Advance along the river flowing with scarlet water, be careful along the road, avoid the dark trees and boulders with strange postures, and look for targets that can be attacked.

This is the so-called Blood Sea Passage. Countless blood flows through it, polluting the world, and everything infected by it will lose its mind, no matter if it is a human or an animal.

They will destroy everything around them like crazy, and after they die, they will turn into blood again, and then continue to pollute everything.

Until it takes over the whole world!

"Master, the terrain here is really terrible." A young Taoist priest in the crowd stood on the high slope and looked into the distance.

This is a battle of the entire world, dominated by the Daxuan Dynasty, who dispatched a hundred thousand troops to guard for a long time to prevent the spread of the blood sea, and the masters of the world and the generals in the army will kill some powerful blood demons on a fixed-point basis.

It has been safe for a thousand years, similar to the world of the devil's tomb.

Now is the time for 61 Yu's blood sea expansion and riots. Both the Jianghu forces and the Taixuan Dynasty have sent a large number of masters to suppress the turmoil.

His master is an old white-haired Taoist priest, carrying a gigantic Qiankun disk on his back, and holding a plum blossom stick, which looks a little funny.

"It is said that the terrain here was originally not like this." The old Taoist looked at it leisurely.

The little Taoist was stunned when he heard the words: "Isn't it formed naturally?"

The invasion of the blood sea was also a top secret before, but now that a thousand years have passed, almost everything that should be known is known.

There are only some small children, adults do not tell them.

Can the mountain topography be changed by manpower?

in his cognition
Even if the Taixuan witch kings of the past dynasties, or the powerful people who have won the title of "God" and dominate the world, can only attract visions and change the surrounding area, how can it affect the landscape of the entire mountain range?

"Yes?"

"Whether this is true or not, I don't know."

The old Taoist sighed: "It is rumored that in ancient times, when the sea of ​​blood invaded, there was a big man who guarded this world and cut off the connection, but that big man also passed away, and the remaining part of the sea of ​​blood formed the fragments of the sea of ​​blood today, which have been lost. That sense of aggression, since then, the mountains have been sympathetic, living like life, moving every year, and erupting every 60 years, they are still eroding the world, and finally formed the current pattern."

"Master, master, is this a myth or legend?" The little Taoist was stunned when he heard that, just a fragment could cause the mountains to shift, causing countless warriors to panic. What kind of a big man is this?
"Is there really a fairy god in the legend?" The little Taoist asked immediately.

"I don't know, it's not like us mortals should only know about it." The old Taoist said, looking at the downcast expression of the little Taoist, he continued: "But there are probably some."

"Really?!" the little Taoist said.

The old Taoist nodded: "It is said that when this world was first invaded by a sea of ​​blood, the world was about to fall apart. Some immortals held the treasures of the immortals and defeated the creatures that led the sea of ​​blood. It is a pity that in any battle, both sides will suffer. Missing."

The old Taoist touched the compass behind him, feeling a little sad in his heart.

"It's amazing!" The little Taoist exclaimed with eyes full of stars, and there was a tinge of joy in his heart.

"Okay, we are just little Taoist priests, just do our part to suppress the blood sea, and don't think too much about the rest."

The little Taoist nodded and walked forward, not noticing the complex look in the eyes of the old Taoist behind him.

A group of people headed towards the source of the sea of ​​blood and followed the veins of the crater.

This blood volcano is one of the nodes of the blood sea, and they are responsible for cleaning up the blood demons in this area.

And there are still many spontaneously organized teams like them, which is why this world has been able to suppress the sea of ​​blood for thousands of years.

Generation after generation of sacrifice, only in exchange for a moment of peace.

"Boom!"

"Comrades, be careful, the sea of ​​blood is starting to riot!" The leader of the old man said to everyone.

"Hoohoo!"

A huge black shadow jumped up from the blood volcano.

"The blood demon is coming, everyone be careful."

This Gorefiend was one foot tall, with thick and long legs, holding a heavy and unusually heavy magic knife, and the black energy around him was so thick that it was impossible to see the details.

Beside him is a fish, three feet long, with dark green scales, black hairs growing in the crevices, and a ring of sharp teeth inside its lips.

The aura of the Gorefiend is not inferior to that of the nine-aperture expert, and among them, the strongest are the white-haired old man and the old Taoist priest, who are only on par with the eight-aperture expert.

"Join hands and kill that fish first!"

The old Taoist priest and the white-haired old man shot at the same time, the true energy flowed, the fire and the green light bloomed at the same time, and mysterious lines appeared on their faces.

The monks in this world practice the ancient shamanism, depict shamanism in the body, and combine the formation-like

In ancient times, this path was also used as the first practice method of human beings, but later Tianzun passed down the Taoism, and better methods replaced everything.

"Appeared, Zhurong Wuwen and Spring Wuwen."

"One of the legendary shamanism of the Twelve Origins of Dharma, which can be transformed into the ancestral shamanism when practiced to the peak." A chivalrous man exclaimed.

But in fact, in Ji Hao's eyes, these were just a few old gangsters with tattoos.

The red glazed flames appeared at the same time as the blue spring wind, and the wind helped the fire to make the real fire flourish.

As soon as Zhurong's divine fire came out, Wanhuo surrendered, and the world changed, not like the fire escape in the eyes of a certain village chief. The flames here can really burn people to death.

The fish-headed monster was burned directly by the flames, emitting a fragrance, and most of its body was scorched black and carbonized.

"Hoohoo!"

At this moment, the scarlet hand of the ruins pierced the body of the black hairy fish. It was the blood demon beside him. They didn't have any sense of companionship.

"Boom!"

The Gorefiend gnawed the black-haired green-scaled fish so that its flesh and blood splattered, leaving only one big bone, and its mouth was full of scarlet.

"Hooho"

The blood demon devoured the fish-headed monster, raised his head to the sky and screamed, and slapped his chest, his momentum rose again, and the old Taoist shivered while watching.

The black and red eyes suddenly looked at them, and the eyes were full of madness and rage.

The auras of these people, in the filthy and depraved environment, are crowded out by the whole world, just like fireflies in the dark night, so bright and eye-catching.

"Be careful, the demon in front of you is already comparable to a strong man at the level of God!" The old Taoist reminded.

"Be careful, I'll kill him!" Ji Hao said to Ruan Yushu.

"Young hero, be careful!"

Teng Teng Teng, a figure rushed out from the crowd, Ji Hao held the Heavenly Sword in his right hand, the nine streams of pure energy were unified, his legs exerted force, and the treasured body tempered by the Eighty-Nine Mysterious Kung Fu was brought into play to its peak, like a heavy chariot, crushing Press down on the Gorefiend.

The blood demon was alerted immediately, turned around, swung the magic knife, and slashed at Ji Hao. The blood mist wrapped around the knife energy was like the roar of a sea of ​​blood.

It was one foot tall, and compared to Ji Hao, it was like half a mountain, making people feel invincible and invincible.

The big bone stick in the other hand was smashed down brazenly, and the wind pressure with a fishy smell made people chill.

Zheng!Ruan Yushu's eyes were focused, his right hand was sharply supported, and the sound of "Duo" in the Tianlong Bayin popped out. The blood demon was stunned for a moment, and the big bone stick stayed in midair, his soul was shocked, as if he wanted to be taken away.

Ji Hao seized this opportunity, turned his body like a phantom demon, and with a strange twist, opened the blood demon's sword, stood in front of the blood demon, and shouted violently:
"kill!"

The thunder roared away, and the blood demon trembled, and was silenced again.

"Boom!"

Electricity from the void!

There are waves of purple thunders, the heavenly swords are united, and they are slashed nine times. Each knife seems to tremble in the original place, like an afterimage, compressed layer by layer, bringing out a loud roar.

Ji Hao's version, the sky strikes five thunders!
boom!
Nine bolts of purple electricity were like a dragon, crackling continuously, entangled head to tail, turned into rolling wheels, and struck the Gorefiend.

Boom!

The heavenly thunder expelled the evil, and the devilish energy around the blood demon was completely dissipated, and his body was completely exposed.

His whole body was covered with black scales, like a lizard. There was a deep bone-deep knife mark on his body, and purple thunder snakes wandered around, constantly smashing the disgusting scales.

The Gorefiend had just recovered from the roar of the thunder, and fell into a strong paralysis again.

At the same time, Ji Hao also waved his other hand, spewing out a burst of true energy from his palm, the Jiushao Dingyin sword was unsheathed, and a cold light illuminated the dark sea of ​​blood, slashing at the blood demon from a distance with a holy light.

The sound sword hummed, shaking the sky.

The sound wave carries true energy, and the blood energy dissipates where it passes, turning into patches of black snow, like ashes after burning paper, and slowly scattered.

The sword light slashed the paralyzed Gorefiend, deepening the knife marks and penetrating the body. Dark red blood spurted out, and before it landed, it had already turned into fly ash, like burnt waste paper.

"A Thousand Miles Frozen!" Ji Hao danced his sword, the Jiushao Dingyin sword rose to a dark halo, blood and water were also water, Ji Hao swung his sword...

A sword qi broke through the blood wave and froze the things in front of him.

"Click"

The Gorefiend was shrouded in ice, but the home field advantage was still there. The blood that was turned into ice was still blood, struggling hard, creaking, and tearing out obvious cracks.

"Go away!"

Ji Hao wouldn't just sit back and watch him recover, take advantage of his illness to kill him, cut through the defense with the sword and take him away in one wave, he is not a Saiyan.

Crossing the sea and hitting the sea, splitting the mountains and breaking the ice ocean, from the eyebrows to the throat.

Pa, the thin layer of ice on the Gorefiend's face shattered immediately, but its head also split into two, black slurry gushed out, and the severely wounded primordial spirit burrowed into the body.

As long as the blood core is not destroyed, the primordial spirit will not be destroyed, and he can reappear his real body in this sea of ​​blood.

The devilish energy carried the blood core and flew out of the blood demon's body, and was about to throw it into the blood sea fragments to re-breed.

"Stop it!" The old Taoist hurried to catch up.

Suddenly the sound of the piano sounded, sometimes thick and sometimes clear, just like high mountains and flowing water, with a profound artistic conception.

Ruan Yushuqian pointed his fingers, and the sound of the zither was suddenly high-pitched, but not harsh.

Suddenly, the sound of the piano became high-pitched, and the devilish energy was suspended in the air.

The sound of the piano became more and more high-pitched, more intense, and more urgent, and the black air flow also changed accordingly.

The pitch-black airflow was obviously his soul, intermittently played by the sound of the piano, he couldn't return to the sea of ​​blood, he couldn't even maintain his body, and the blood core fell to the ground.

Zheng!
Guqin made a cracking sound of killing, almost capable of penetrating metal and stone, and the black air flow collapsed layer by layer, disappearing between heaven and earth.

"Your Excellency obtained this blood core, and using secret methods to eliminate its corrosiveness is also a great blessing." The old Taoist picked up the blood core and handed it to Ji Hao with a little envy.

Ji Hao was playing with the blood core, feeling the structure and original power in it, silently running the Eighty-Nine Mysterious Arts to try

Compared with other peerless magic arts, Bajiu Xuangong is a little mediocre.

He is very strong in all aspects, and his physique, primordial spirit, and Taoism have reached a peak, but he is not as good as the peerless magic skills that he has always specialized in.

But there was one thing Ji Hao was most envious of, and that was the ability to change, to deceive the world and change the essence, even a big world like Jiuyou Immortal Realm couldn't tell.

After the consummation of good fortune, you can practice the eight or nine profound arts and stand in the nine secluded worlds, you can reach the level of the false other shore, and realize a higher level. It is necessary to travel at home and improve the level.

Such a peerless miraculous skill can only be achieved by Yuanshi Tianzun who has mastered all the laws and secrets of the heavens and myriad worlds.

Some people had greedy looks in their eyes, but due to the strength shown by Ji Hao and Ruan Yushu, they didn't dare to act rashly.

This is also an important factor for so many warriors rushing to the sea of ​​blood one after another, which has caused many human sorrows and joys.

Although it was dangerous, as long as he could get a blood core, he could make rapid progress and carve more shamanism in his body.

Over the course of a thousand years, they have also developed a method of utilizing blood cores.

Although the blood sea fragments are dangerous, they also have endless fortunes. Like the secret treasure among pirates, they are dangerous but attractive.

This is the power of civilization, with continuous development and progress, everything in the past will be turned into ashes in front of this power.

"Boom!"

The mountain shook suddenly, and the blood volcanic crater formed by the fragments of the blood sea spewed and erupted.

"Here comes the once-in-60-year bloody riot!" The old Taoist hugged the compass behind his back, and the firmness in his heart flashed away.

It was gloomy and dark, and the first thing that caught Ji Hao's eyes was a twisted crack, like a dead centipede, trying to expand the wound in the void.

Through the crack, Ji Hao saw the blood-colored blood, and the outlines of mountains and rivers, the sun, the moon and the stars were vaguely shown inside.

At the same time, an unimaginably strong evil breath rippling out, even a strong man like an old Taoist priest couldn't help but tremble all over.

"Something's wrong, this bloody riot is too wrong?"

"The number of 1000 years is not very auspicious!" The old Taoist calculated with his fingers and thought of something.

"60 years a riot, what will it be in 1000 years?"

Ji Hao, on the other hand, behaved calmly. Seeing Ji Hao's fearlessness in the face of danger, everyone gradually calmed down.

"If you want to leave, then hurry up." Ji Hao said to the people behind him with a sideways glance.

Some people looked at each other and left here with their heads down. They came here more for opportunism and came for the blood core.

Feeling the unique principles of the law, he silently operated the Eighty-Nine Mysterious Arts, trying to adapt to the laws here.

"Jiuyou? Or sea of ​​blood..." Ji Hao's low soliloquy spread far and wide in the quiet environment.

Gorefiend?

"During this period of time... it should not have been beheaded by Yang Jian...or it has been from the beginning, just acting?"

"I'm also curious about this task."

At this moment, a huge hand emerged from the black air and grabbed the crack!

"Food..." The long fluctuations infiltrated their sea of ​​consciousness, letting them know the meaning.

(End of this chapter)