Maoshan Ghost King

Ge Yu knew that Wu Long didn't dare to come out at this moment, maybe he couldn't come out, otherwise they would be upset here, the chickens and dogs would be restless, and they wouldn't be able to accept it just by themselves.

The more Wu Long was like this at the moment, the more confident Ge Yu was.

Poor Wu Long, who is so capable, can't display it.

For some advanced practices, such as retreat practice, if you are going to retreat for half a year or a year, one day less will not work, and it is impossible to come out early. Even if the retreat ends tomorrow and you come out one day earlier, all your previous efforts will fall short.

If you want to forcefully break through the barriers, all your previous efforts will be in vain, and you may suffer serious internal injuries, and even some will go into trouble directly, with disastrous consequences.

Ge Yu didn’t know whether Muto had always been in the three-ancestor cauldron, or whether he had to practice here every night. In short, Wu Long didn’t dare to come out now, he wouldn’t do it for them. Lost one's own cultivation.

But Ge Yu rescued the people in the blood pool and destroyed the terrifying blood pool. This Wulong couldn't bear it. He really couldn't bear it. This is equivalent to drawing a salary from the bottom of the tank. Without the experts in the blood pool, Wu Long was going to devour whose cultivation base, didn't this forcibly terminate his cultivation?

Ge Yu couldn't manage that much, anyway, the worse Wu Long was, the happier everyone was, and the greater the hope of survival.

Let this old guy take a breath, and everyone suffers.

Ge Yu ignored all the threats and abuses of Wu Long in the cauldron, and only bowed his head to pull out the people in the blood pool one by one.

Some people don’t know how long they stayed in the blood pool, and their bodies have been corroded to a certain extent. For example, the Zen Master Mai Peng who was pulled out by Ge Yu before has not been put into the blood pool for long. The harm is not great.

But the rest of the people are in a miserable situation. For the better, they don't have a single hair all over their bodies, and they have thin skin and bones.

Worse, most of the body was corroded by the blood pool, and the bones were clearly visible.

Some people were taken from the blood pool by Ge Yu, and only half of their body was left. As long as there was a hand stretched out, Ge Yu would grab it and pull it up, not afraid that they would drag themselves into the blood. In the pool, feeling a little bad, the devilish energy on Ge Yu's body was released, and the blood people vying for one another were afraid like snakes and scorpions, and backed one after another.

No matter how anxious, you have to pull them up one by one.

Within a few minutes, Ge Yu dragged a dozen people out of the blood pool.

Those who are thrown into the blood pool should be very powerful masters in Southeast Asia. Only when the master’s cultivation base is swallowed can Wulong’s cultivation base increase. They heard Chen Guang said before that Song En is a martial artist. Long's doglegs, willing to be his son, the biggest benefit is to help Wulong find various masters from all over Southeast Asia, and then allow Wulong to devour each other's cultivation.

At that time, Ge Yu was still wondering how this person's cultivation base should be swallowed. If it weren't for the luck of his own, and using magic blessing on his body, it would be difficult to swallow the opponent's cultivation base. Only now did I know that Wulong turned out to be. Using this terrifying blood pool and surrounding magic circle was extremely cruel.

These blood people pulled out of the blood pool, one by one, seemed to have gone mad, and directly rushed to those people in the black water Shengling.

They were put into this blood pool one by one, suffering cruel torture every minute and every second. Life is better than death. Nowadays, people are not humans or ghosts, and they are all done by these black water sages. Now that he finally escaped from the blood pool, he roared one by one and rushed to the red-robed descendants who were fighting Li Zejian and Zhang Yihan.

Those two dozen red-robed descendants had already been beheaded by them for almost half. At this moment, seeing so many terrifying guys running out of the blood pool, they were immediately terrified, and they turned around. Just run away and dare not fight again.

However, how could Li Zejian let them escape? Once one of the people in this yard ran out, they would have lost all of their efforts.

The Divine Sword Chasing Soul was led by his tactics, circling in the air continuously, and threw several people to the ground in succession. At this moment, those from the blood pool jumped madly. , Threw the red-robed head-down masters who had not had time to run far to the ground, punched and kicked, bite and ripped hands, did everything they could, and vented all their hatred on the people of Heishui Shengling .

More and more people were dragged out of the blood pool by Ge Yu, and even Ge Yu couldn’t count how many people were dragged out from there. To be less, there were dozens of them, some of them crawled out of the blood pool. , And wanted to rush towards the yard, slaughter, and was stopped by Zhang Yihan at the door.

No matter how crazy these people are, they know that this group of people in front of them saved them, so they can only temporarily listen to their arrangements.

Among the three-legged cauldron, Wu Long was completely furious. He was just using all kinds of coercion and temptation, but now he swears directly.

It's just that Ge Yu treated Wu Long's words as deaf ears, didn't listen at all, and still pulled out the people in the blood pool one by one.

There were a lot of people in the blood pool, but there were not many people who could struggle to crawl out. Wu Long, furious, felt that the power in the blood pool was getting weaker and weaker, and finally couldn't bear it.

But seeing the blood in the blood pool tumbling for a while, suddenly there were several huge things like skinned snakes lashing towards Ge Yu.

And in front of that thing, there was a round head, without a nose or mouth, only two dense rows of teeth.

Ge Yu withdrew his hand from the blood pool, and saw the **** thing lashing towards him, he reached out and grabbed one of them, and the Seven-Star Sword in the other hand slashed toward it.

The thing was cut into two pieces at once, the one held in his hand was still alive, and he continued to bite towards him with his mouth open.

Ge Yu snorted coldly, the devil qi in his hand was aroused, and the thing uttered a harsh scream, the power of his body was swallowed by the devil qi, and the sound disappeared soon.

Then, from the pool of blood, more and more long red objects climbed up. At the same time, the huge three-legged tripod on top of the head also made a rumbling sound, giving people a kind of momentary The feeling of falling down.

Wu Long finally couldn't hold it back. Is this guy really going to endure the danger of breaking power and come out to clean up a few of them?

Ge Yu swung his sword, and a cold light swept across, severing many blood-red monsters spreading to him...