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Everyone looked at the situation outside, all dumbfounded, one by one you looked at me, I looked at you, not knowing what to say.

"Could it be that hell has really come?" The old Taoist Xu Kong said in disbelief.

"I've never heard of such a thing!" Princess Scorpio said with certainty.

Han Hui looked at Lian'er again, Lian'er looked at the projection of blood all over the sky and earth, shook her head and said: "Our place has beautiful mountains and clear waters, nothing like this has happened at all."

Looking at the sea of ​​blood outside, Han Hui looked again, Cui Zhongqing, who was forming a big blood cocoon in the thunder pool, the two were very imaginative, wondering if Cui Zhongqing could fuse the blood.

This idea shocked him. He has some ideas about the blood of the other party, or the coming of hell. One of them is to use the black inkstone to absorb and transform, and the other is to try if Cui Zhongqing can absorb and fuse. If he can absorb and fuse, then It's easy to handle. For him, not only is it not a disaster, but it is also a great blessing.

The pitch-black inkstone is too weird. The last time it absorbed the black water from the Yellow Spring, it flew away by itself and caused some troubles before it was suppressed again. Now this bloody water is also a thing in hell. After absorbing it, who knows what will happen?

Han Hui thought for a moment, then came out of Mangdang Mountain with a sway, and grabbed the sea water below, a ball of blood was caught in his hand,

With a light grasp, the blood exploded, and there was a strange sound of "squeak" and "squeak" from inside.

At this time, blood water was still falling from the sky, but Han Hui formed an air layer to keep all the blood water out.

He stretched out his hand and grabbed it again, this time he grabbed dozens of acres of blood and was taken into the Mangdang Mountains and thrown into the pitch-black inkstone.

The pitch-black inkstone vibrated suddenly, and seemed to be very happy. A elixir landed, and there were ghosts shaking on it, as if it contained a sea of ​​blood.

The aura emanating from it is obviously incomparable with the last time. It should be due to insufficient energy. The pitch-black inkstone is still trembling, as if it is about to rush out and absorb the sea of ​​blood.

Han Hui didn't dare to throw the inkstone out. If he absorbed it as much as he could, he would definitely attract powerful people from hell. With the help of Lian'er's supernatural power, he looked behind the stele and seemed to see that the ancestor of Xuehe had suffered doom in hell.

What kind of existence is that?After being sealed for countless years, he can still fight Han Hui evenly.

Han Hui stretched out his hand, and a figure descended, it was a soldier of Guihai Realm under him, he said to the soldier: "You take this elixir!"

The soldier took the elixir without hesitation, opened his mouth to swallow it, and then his body trembled, with a look of horror in his eyes.

Han Hui's body also instantly became dreamy, almost disappearing, but actually existed, and the surroundings of his body turned into a dream.

Anyone who gets close to him will enter a dream. Now he is no longer in the real world, but in his own dream.

This is even more powerful than escaping into a different dimension. After all, the alien dimension is a real space, and the dream that Han Hui escapes into is a world created by himself.

After studying for several months, he can see all the experiences of this soldier without the help of Lian Er.

In the hell made up of a sea of ​​blood, all the ghosts are blood-colored and made up of blood, and boundless punishments are punishing this soldier.

The burning blood can melt the Jing Steel outside the sky, this soldier was grabbed and thrown into the boiling blood.

The same punishment after another flashed past Han Hui's eyes, and the soldier's sweat flowed out in a puddle, and the ground was wet.

Until the end, the soldier stepped onto the Naihe Bridge, which kept making the sound of "Naihe" and "Naihe", passed the Sansheng Stone, and disappeared.

Then, the man opened his eyes abruptly, his body swayed, and he almost fell limp on the ground. When he saw Han Hui standing in front of him, he fell to his knees and kept kowtowing: "Thank you for saving my life, master, thank you for saving my life! "

The breath on his body has also changed, and there is a tendency to condense the golden core. He has not really achieved the golden core, but he is closer to the golden core than Changsun Long who set foot on the Bingsheng Ancient Tomb Star.

As long as you practice hard and gain a lot of insight, you will definitely be able to step into the golden core level in the future.

Han Hui waved his hand and said, "Feel your own body, how is it doing now?"

The soldier quickly felt the essence in his body, his eyes lit up, and he was speechless with excitement.

These soldiers are not like the army of the empire. They all have no thoughts of their own. They only know how to obey orders, kill desperately, accumulate military industry, and glorify their ancestors.

The soldiers under Han Hui are all at the peak of returning to the sea. They breathe out and train their qi at ordinary times, just like normal qi trainers. Only when they are fighting, they can use the gate of the nine places or other gates of the holy map to kill them. Concentrate your power on one point to attack.

They still have their own thoughts, and they want to advance to a higher level, become Jindan Daoist, discard the false and keep the true, and reach the peak of Qi practitioners.

Now, after taking a elixir, in the dantian, there is a shadow of a golden elixir, this is a illusory elixir, after condensing the illusory elixir, as long as you keep practicing, almost all of them can be condensed into reality, forming a golden elixir However, the reason why the void pill was formed was not because the realm was still much worse, but because the essence was not enough when the pill was first condensed.

"Thank you master, thank you master, this slave will do his best to serve his master!" The soldier fell to his knees in surprise and thanked him again.

Han Hui waved and said: "You go back, practice diligently, with the help of the abundant vitality in Mangdang Mountain, it will definitely be enough to form a golden elixir.

The soldier left Hanhui's cave with a grateful face, retreated to the holy picture of the way of war, and started a brand new practice.

"It seems that the energy is not enough. We should grab more, ten times more, and it should be enough to condense the emptiness into reality." Han Hui said to himself.

With a sway of his body, he turned Mangdang Mountain into a vortex, sucked it fiercely, and ransacked all the blood in a radius of ten thousand miles. Under Han Hui's control, it was divided into several miles and poured into the inkstone one by one.

Pills were condensed one by one, and there were more than 3000 pills. Hanhui was fully sure to create a master of three thousand golden pills.

At this moment, he hesitated instead. It would be a good thing to be able to mass-produce Jindan masters, but this matter is a bit weird.

At the beginning, when he got the inkstone, the inkstone could absorb the inner alchemy of the golden python's essence and make a elixir to strengthen people's meridians.

At that time, a golden python made two elixirs, one was the condensed inner alchemy, and the other was the condensed blood of the whole body.

Later, the Zijin Python did the same, and later, it absorbed the black water of Huangquan to condense the elixir.

Until the last time the inkstone absorbed two bone spears and created two pills, Han Hui thought, if the bone spears were not broken, would they be condensed into one pill?

If the bone spear is broken into three pieces, will it be able to condense three pills? The inkstone condenses pills not by quantity, but by individual.

How does it tell?

Besides, when Han Hui absorbed the golden python before, Han Hui was at a loss about the world of Qi training, so of course he quickly accepted the benefits.

It's different now, he is already the pinnacle of Qi practitioners, and he also has many Sanxian masters under him, who are at the top of the whole world.

At this time, I have seen a lot, but I still haven't heard of this situation. What does this mean?

It shows that the pitch-black inkstone is beyond the cognition of this world.

The unknown is always frightening, and Han Hui is no exception.

"Will there be any sequelae after swallowing these elixirs? If these soldiers are controlled by the black inkstone, or controlled by the owner of the inkstone, it will be troublesome!" Han Hui thought.

"Collect a batch first. If you need them, let them be promoted. If you don't need them, don't let them be promoted. Anyway, returning to the sea is enough to deal with all situations." Han Hui thought.

Thinking of this, Han Hui continued to control Mangdang Mountain, swallowing this sea of ​​blood with a radius of ten thousand miles. It's not that the South China Sea has really become a sea of ​​blood, but that the blood floats on the South China Sea, and it doesn't merge with the water, completely covering it up. It's just the South China Sea.