forbidden place

() Yin wind roared, blood waves emptied, thick bloody smell pervaded the entire South China Sea, looking around, there were even bloody birds flying by in the sky from time to time.

These birds are formed by the condensed blood of souls in hell. When Hanhui was still a saint, even if the power of the kingdom was extremely concentrated and wrapped him up, the masters of blood hell would find him and attack him.

It's different now, under the package of the small world, no devil condensed on the bloody sea to attack Han Hui.

They can't feel the breath of Hanhui at all. This is a completely different world. Of course, this kind of world is different from Tongtian Tower, and it can still be seen with the naked eye.

The Tongtian Tower is completely against the Dao. As long as it is in this world, it is impossible to be discovered, and the dreamy small world has not yet reached this level.

Han Hui stood next to the Dreamland, his sleeves flicked, and the jet-black inkstone flew out of the sleeves. His strength has increased sharply now, because of the combination of the sun and the sun, his strength is increasing every day.

Although he is very wary of the demons in the so-called big purification pool of the pitch-black inkstone, he also has the confidence to suppress them.

After the black inkstone flew out, the sea of ​​blood screamed. The blood on the sea surface had a weak consciousness. After seeing the inkstone, there was an instinctive fear.

A large amount of blood rose against the sky, rushed towards the inkstone, turned into pills, and was led by Han Hui into the small dream world.

The inkstone is small at first, but its small mouth can swallow the Yangtze River, and the blood of thousands of miles can be swept up at once.

Han Hui's heart was like a bright mirror, he locked onto the inkstone, and found that the devil in the depths of the inkstone was sitting cross-legged, with his hands facing the sky, his mouth was wide open, his chest heaved and heaved, swallowing the black air that fell from the sky.

This black air is separated from the fresh blood, and the fresh blood turns into a elixir with a lot of impurities. These impurities are black mist, which seems to be a great tonic for the devil in the inkstone.

An hour later, the dark devil stood up suddenly, his hands shook suddenly, his whole body shook, and the space inside the inkstone instantly expanded.

"Boom"

With a loud noise, the entire inkstone became huge in front of Han Hui's eyes, completely like a big pool, and when the big pool was fully activated, a larger amount of blood was evaporated.

Pills poured down like rain.

Fishing, the direction of the island, the ancestor Xue Kun suddenly opened his eyes, and there were dozens of ancestors who opened their eyes at the same time as Xue Kun, and each of these ancestors had a fierce light in their eyes.

"There is such a movement, there is not even a single reporter, I want to see who dares to appear in the South China Sea!" The ancestor Xue Kun had the most irritable temper, and stood up abruptly.

Stretching out his hand towards the phantom, a blood-colored curtain suddenly descended from the sky. On the curtain, a figure was suspended above the sea of ​​blood. In front of him was a huge pool. This pool was as black as ink, emitting With the huge swallowing power, the blood of tens of thousands of cases and tens of thousands of miles was transpired.

Now in a radius of hundreds of thousands of miles, the blue sea water can already be seen. Although there is no sign of life in the sea water, the sea water is finally showing.

"How could there be such a magic weapon that swallows blood like this, and the magic weapon is not corroded by pollution?" A strong man from hell with long red hair stood up and stared at the bloody curtain in disbelief.

"This kid is actually able to hide his aura. He was the one who killed me last time. According to the news from the blood robe's men, he was also the one who killed the blood robe. We must not be careless. Let's take action together and kill him. Execute!" Patriarch Xue Kun looked irritable, but he was very cautious when encountering something.

"Okay, let's fight together, the strength of the blood robe is not inferior to you and me, even slightly higher than you and me, but the result is still falling. Facing this son, we must not be careless!" Another ancestor said.

Among them, five or six ancestors nodded at the same time, several figures soared into the sky, and the rest of the ancestors formed a blood-colored light curtain in front of them, watching Han Hui's movements.

Several patriarchs rising from the sky flickered non-stop above the sea, their figures disappeared in a flash, and when they reappeared, they were hundreds of thousands of miles away, like a teleportation array.

Behind the ancestors are powerful souls. Hell powers are different from human masters. Human masters have a lifespan limit. There are supreme powers on the earth who do not know how many nine thunder disasters, but, One by one fell or died.

For the masters of the blood hell, even if they die, their souls will be re-fused, their bodies will be re-turned into blood, and their overall energy will not disappear at all, and they can be reborn after a few years.

Unless the soul is devoured by other more powerful existences, but generally speaking, there are more and more masters in hell, while the masters of human beings have not changed much from generation to generation.

When these came rushing towards the sky, Han Hui showed a sneer at the corner of his mouth. His purpose of coming to South China Sea was to wipe out the Blood Hell.

Clouds of blood billowed, covering the sky and the earth, and the great voices of the ancestors came: "Humble human beings, the Dao has fallen, and hell has been born. How dare you act against the sky and draw the blood of hell on the South China Sea? It is an unforgivable crime! !"

Following the sound, bloody hands formed in the sky and grabbed Han Hui fiercely. The surrounding void shattered, and Han Hui's eyes narrowed.

The blood on the surrounding sea surface was also mobilized at the same time, and blood-colored spears formed one after another, stabbing towards Hanhui. With the mobilization of a strong will, the endless blood of the blood hell can form an offensive force at any time.

With a movement of Han Hui's body, he flew above the big purification pool, and all the bloody spears that were close to the absorption range of the big purification pool would instantly turn into miniature spears, be sucked into the purification pool, and turn into pills.

The big bloody hand from the sky rushed towards him, and when he approached Han Hui, Hanhui stepped on his feet, and the purification pool turned over, aiming at the big bloody hand.

The big hand trembled violently, it didn't shrink instantly like a blood-colored spear and flew into the purification pool, but kept struggling to shatter the void.

How could Han Hui let go of this big hand?

With a flick of the sleeve, a huge force rushed out of the sleeve and hit the big hand fiercely. The big hand shattered and turned into a rain of blood, which fell one after another and entered the large purification pool, turning into a big one. Piece of pills.

All the ancestors were shocked. They also saw that the big purification pool seemed to be the nemesis of hell's blood. They absorbed hell's blood in this way, but there was no sign of fatigue or erosion.

"kill!"

Xue Kun was the first to roar, his body soared into the air, appeared from the bloody cloud, and charged towards Han Hui.

Behind him are a dozen or so figures, all of whom are hell masters equivalent to nine times of thunder calamity. They formed a marvelous formation, setting up Xuekun as the frontmost point, forming a large triangular formation, and fiercely moving towards it. Han Hui assassinated and left.

"Break it for me!"

Han Hui erected his palm in front of his chest, and swiped towards the void, a phantom of an ax was born out of thin air, and then the ax became real, and slashed fiercely towards the triangular formation.

"Boom"

Blood spattered everywhere, the ancestor Xue Kun let out an angry roar, his body was blown backwards and forwards, and the triangular formation instantly disintegrated.

Then, a series of saber lights soared into the sky, and when they approached them, they instantly split the city into more than a dozen areas. The main sword light beheaded Patriarch Xue Kun, and the rest of the sword lights slashed at the many strong men behind him.

The people behind Patriarch Xuekun, logically speaking, can match the masters of the nine thunder tribulations, but because the masters of hell do not do it inherently, their combat effectiveness is not enough.

Several people can deal with a human being who has been struck by lightning nine times. However, he also has an advantage, that is, he is almost impossible to kill.

Unless their souls are seriously injured, their souls are as powerful as the nine-time thunder tribulation master, how can they be easily injured?

During the flickering of the knife light, all the people behind the ancestor Xue Kun turned into a flood of blood, as if bloody mountains collapsed one by one, releasing blood that flooded the ground.

The big purification pool was moved by the cold light and swallowed towards the sky. The blood in the sky mixed with frightened and angry roars was all absorbed into the big purification pool.

One by one, the souls in hell wanted to gather the blood again, when a black figure appeared, punched hard, smashing a soul into pieces, and then, the elixir was formed, and the black air was swallowed.