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- The top of the huge stone altar cannot be reached by sea water.
The boulder, which could not be damaged even by Wuma Jiuxing's knife, had dense cracks, and a large pit with a diameter of several hundred meters was sunk downwards. In the big pit, there was extremely crimson blood, like a small blood lake.
It seems like a long time ago, a ball of blood dripped from the sky, smashing the huge stone altar into this shape.
The blood lake is not shocking.
What is shocking is the sword island in the center of the Blood Lake.
The small island is filled with all kinds of swords. There are six handles among them, which emit bright divine light and emit terrifying power comparable to that of gods. All monks in the realm of the Great Sage understand that it is a six-hand artifact-level sword.
There are also thirteen swords. On the sword body, the supreme inscription flows, releasing the supreme energy.
There are thirteen more swords at the level of the supreme holy weapon.
What is even more shocking is that above the Blood Lake, in the dark water, there are dense stars, like a starry sky containing infinite mystery.
Everyone knows that there are many planets floating in this sea area.
However, those planets do not emit light at all, and they are not visible from other places in the Temple of Origin. Why are they all shown here?
Starry sky, blood lake, sword island.
There are also strange and strange buildings in the distance, hidden in the blood mist.
How can we not be shocked by this feeling and this scene?
After Gu Shejing suppressed the shock in her heart, she spread her Rakshasa wings on her back, broke through the wind, and flew towards Sword Island.
We have just reached the top of the Blood Lake.
Her body was out of control and she fell suddenly.
The blood lake below gave Gu Shejing an unprecedented sense of fear. Her eyes were filled with blood, and her mind suffered a huge impact, as if there were thousands of invisible hands pulling her.
At the critical moment, she hit the lake with her palm, flew up upside down, and landed on the shore.
"Shasha!"
Her beautiful palm that touched the blood turned into sand and fell to the ground.
Gu Shejing retreated backwards in horror as if avoiding snakes and scorpions, putting a long distance away from the blood lake. Then, cut off the entire arm as quickly as possible.
"Shasha!"
The arms that fell to the ground also turned into dust.
All the monks present could not breathe and were extremely shocked.
Gu Shejing's Demon Ancestor battle body was so powerful that it could be said to be indestructible and invincible. However, it was torn apart after only being stained with a little bit of blood, and she had to cut off an arm to save her life.
The monks who were originally attracted by the divine weapon and the supreme holy weapon and wanted to rush forward were all frightened and retreated.
horrible!
"Is this blood so corrosive? Is it more corrosive than the corrosive substances in the corpse clan gods?" Master Ye You only felt his scalp numb. Just looking at the blood lake, he had the urge to turn around and run away.
Everyone retreated, but Yuan Qianmo suddenly walked forward, came to the edge of the blood lake, and said quite confidently: "I'll give it a try."
"Wow!"
He activated Wu Sui's magical pen, and immediately, white hairs flew out like thousands of feet of white hair and rushed towards the sword island.
Seeing that he was about to succeed, Yuan Qianmo showed a joyful expression when he used his brush to seize an artifact and come back.
Suddenly, every inch of the hair on the pen was broken off and sank into the lake of blood.
Yuan Qianmo looked at the bare Wusui Magic Brush, his eyes became blank.
The bristles of the Wusui Magic Pen were made from the hair of an ancient god, and were nourished by the gods of the Death Temple. How could it be broken like this?
Just when Yuan Qianmo lost his mind, a faint bloody mist filled the blood lake.
The bloody mist spread to his body, and Yuan Qianmo was horrified to find that the rules of the Holy Path in his body were uncontrollably absorbed by the blood mist.
He retreated hurriedly, but still lost hundreds of billions of rules of the holy way.
You know, it was just a moment.
And it was only stained by the blood mist, not directly in contact with the blood.
Yuan Qianmo's heart was shrouded in fear, and he wanted to escape from here. Even when he encountered enemies in the divine realm, they could not have such an impact on his state of mind.
Gu Shejing endured the huge pain and pressed her left hand on her right shoulder.
On the bloody right shoulder, a brand new slender jade arm grew out, still as smooth as jade. Her eyes were fixed on the Blood Lake and Sword Island, wondering what she was thinking about.
Yeyou Master and the Seven-Handed Old Man entered the formation camel, their faces as pale as paper.
&nHolding the pen in hand, there is an ultimate death charm in the elegance.
The Blood Spirit Immortal has a human head and a snake body, condensed into a blood sword according to the rules of swordsmanship. Its body is sharp and its energy is soaring into the stars.
Standing by the lake of blood, Bai Qing'er was extremely relaxed, with a feeling of returning to nature. She was neither sad nor happy, neither angry nor arrogant. Her thin and slender body was able to calm down under the power of the three powerful men. At ease, as if in an ethereal state.
Granny Haitang sighed: "This girl is really extremely talented, and she has a bit of the demeanor of the empress of the past. Today, if she doesn't die in the hands of the Blood Spirit Fairy and the others, she will definitely be able to break barriers, knock on the gates of gods, and suppress the gods with her thoughts."
Zhang Ruochen had heard this several times and asked curiously: "What does it mean to break barriers, seize the gates of gods, and suppress the gods with thoughts?"
"The so-called barriers are the marks blessed by the gods on their bodies. Only by breaking through the barriers and overwhelming the gods with their spiritual thoughts, and becoming gods in the future, can they hope to reach the point of being crowned kings and respected."
Granny Haitang said: "The so-called marks of the gods are the marks formed by the monks who reach the supreme realm when they reach the four realms of martial arts and attract the resonance of the gods."
"Anyone who can obtain the marks of the gods is a genius, which means they have been recognized and protected by the gods."
"For monks under the realm of gods, the marks of the gods have endless benefits. For example, the luck blessings of the gods. The various opportunities you have encountered since your practice, or the choices you made in a flash of inspiration, or your sense of danger. , all the gods are guiding and warning from the underworld.¡±
"However, after becoming a god, the marks of the gods will become a barrier, limiting the height you can reach. Before becoming a god, if you suppress the gods with your thoughts, you will have unlimited possibilities in the future."
Zhang Ruochen was far away from Bai Qing'er and the others' current cultivation level. He seemed to understand what he heard, and asked: "If you don't become a god, how can you suppress the gods? Where are the gods who gave the mark?" place?"
Grandma Haitang looked up at the stars and said faintly: "The gods are dead."
On the other side, Gu Shejing took the lead and attacked Bai Qing'er.
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