Chapter 1205
Boom!
The demon Dao Zhuo Wen's face changed slightly, his body was in the middle of the air, his waist twisted, and too evil war Qi gushed out. He wanted to escape from the scope of the blood pool. Unfortunately, cangdi's power imprisoned his whole body, making it difficult for him to twist at all.
Whoosh!
Blood vessel like branches and trunks burst out of the blood pool, like countless tentacles, which entangled the devil Zhuo Wen and made it difficult to break free.
Bang!
The sound of Ding Dong falling into the water rang through. Immediately, the devil Zhuo Wen was directly pulled into the blood pool by the countless blood vessel branches. For a moment, Zhuo Wen only felt that his eyes were full of blood color. There was no color in his eyes except the boundless blood color.
Hiss, hiss, hiss!
Blood color whirlpools rolled up from the blood pool, like boiling water, and looked very frightening. Cang dish silently suspended above the blood pool. Looking at the figure of the devil Zhuo Wen submerged by the blood pool, his eyes showed a cruel look.
"Too evil war spirit must be obtained, and you can't take away the too evil war formula on you." Cang die murmured in a low voice, and his dark eyes were full of hot color.
"The devil was thrown into the sacrificial blood pool by Cang dish."
In the channel groove, Zhuo text vomited a mouthful of blood, and his face was a little pale.
"The power of this sacrificial blood pool is good. It can even affect your evil way separation, but I'm afraid I can't do it if I want to refine your evil way separation." on Zhuo Wen's shoulder, Xiao Hei's voice is a little dignified.
Zhuo Wen nodded. After all, the separation of the devil and the Tao was transformed by the devil's eyes. If it was so easy to be refined by the sacrificial blood pool, wouldn't it fall into the reputation of fighting Buddha and devil saint in those years?
At the moment, in the blood pool, the devil Zhuo Wen slowly opened his eyes, and the strange black and red awn swept out of his eyes. The surrounding blood color vortex squeezed the devil Zhuo Wen in a high-speed rotation, but it could not cause too much damage to him, because Zhuo Wen urged the Taimo war Qi in his body to surround him, completely blocking the erosion of the surrounding blood color vortex.
"There are too many blood color whirlpools in the sacrificial blood pool. It's too evil and can't last long. We have to find a way to get out of the blood pool."
Zhuo Wen frowned slightly and looked around at the endless blood color around him. There was a look of depression in his eyes. Most of his strength was imprisoned by Cang dish. In addition, countless blood vessels and branches swept out of the blood pool wrapped him around, so that Zhuo Wen's strength did not exist, let alone escape from the blood pool, He felt a little difficult even moving now.
Time passed slowly. Finally, the Taimo war gas around Zhuo Wen was broken. The rolling blood color vortex, like countless blood awns, eroded towards the devil's body of Zhuo Wen, and wanted to completely crush it.
However, after all, the devil's body was transformed by the devil's eye in the eyes of Buddha and devil. Although the power of sacrificing the blood pool was strong, it was really difficult to destroy the devil's body. Although the devil's body was tough enough to destroy the blood pool, the extreme pain generated by the blood vortex stirring his body was clearly transmitted to Zhuo Wen's nerve.
"How painful..."
Zhuo Wen suddenly vomited a mouthful of blood, and his face became more and more pale. Although the devil's body could not be destroyed by the blood pool, the pain caused by his injury was really transmitted to Zhuo Wen's nerves. This pain was like thousands of ants eroding his heart, which was extremely intense.
Even if Zhuo Wen's will is extremely firm, he is still roared by this strong pain. His hands pasted on the wall have left a very deep impression on the wall. It can be seen how strong the pain Zhuo Wen endured at the moment.
"It seems that the two separated bodies still have a great impact on you." looking at Zhuo Wen who is humming in pain at the moment, little black eyebrows frown slightly.
……
In the blood pool, the devil Zhuo Wen frowned slightly. Although he also felt the strong pain, he was the devil. The only constant in his eyes was the indifference. He would not show the color of pain. At most, his eyebrows were slightly wrinkled.
When the devil Zhuo Wen drifted with the waves in the blood pool, a pair of purple and black pupils appeared at the bottom of the blood pool. These pupils fell on the devil Zhuo Wen through the endless blood, with a look of surprise in their eyes.
"The smell of too evil war Qi? This son has also practiced too evil war formula? Is this fate?"
The low and hoarse voice slowly rang through the purple and black pupils and lingered at the bottom of the blood pool.
Zhuo Wen, the devil who had gone with the flow, also heard the sound at the bottom of the blood pool. His pupils coagulated slightly and said in a deep voice: "who is it?"
Whoosh!
A sound of breaking water sounded. Then Zhuo Wen suddenly found that a pair of purple and black pupils appeared in front of him. These purple and black pupils showed a double ring shape. If you look at them at a glance, it is very easy to feel dizzy.
"Who are you?" the devil Zhuo Wen stared at the purple black pupils with his eyes narrowed. He didn't notice the appearance of the pupils before.
This pair of pupils did not pay attention to Zhuo Wen's problem. They stared at Zhuo Wen and said faintly: "where did you get your Taimo war Qi and Taimo war formula?"
Hearing the speech, Zhuo Wen's eyes narrowed falsely, revealing a touch of shock. How could this pair of pupils suddenly ask such a question, and who is the owner of this pair of pupils? The way it appears is really weird.
"Your body is really strong enough. There is no damage in this sacrificial blood pool, but this is not a place to talk. Come with me."
This pair of purple black pupils glanced at Zhuo Wen lightly, and immediately a purple black energy wrapped Zhuo Wen. Zhuo Wen wanted to resist, but he found that the purple black energy was too huge to allow him to resist at all.
Whoosh!
Soon, Zhuo Wen was carried away by this great force and swept towards the bottom of the blood pool.
At the bottom of the blood pool, there is a vacuum zone in the range of about half a mile. The reason why it is called a vacuum zone is mainly because the half mile land is shrouded by a semi-circular light mask, and the surrounding blood and water are basically blocked outside by the semi-circular light mask, so it is impossible to enter the range of half a meter.
Whoosh!
The purple black pupils soon took Zhuo Wen into the light mask. When his feet fell to the ground, Zhuo Wen found that the imprisonment on him also disappeared. Then his attention fell on the purple black pupils in front of him.
However, the purple and black pupils did not look at Zhuo Wen, but turned into a purple and black streamer and fell in the center of this area. There, a bent figure sat quietly.
"Armored soul?"
Zhuo Wen's eyes first fell on the purple and black pupils suspended above the figure, and then he immediately paid attention to the bent figure below the pupils. How can he not see that the purple and black pupils that brought him here are the armor soul of the bent figure.
However, although the bent figure in front of him showed a strong breath, it was haunted with a trace of death, as if the figure might lose its vitality at any time.
The semi-circular light mask above the vacuum zone is also the bent figure, so that the blood and water around it can not invade it.
The bent figure turned slowly, revealing an old face full of folds, and in this old face, it also vaguely revealed a wisp of dark breath, which looked particularly strange and terrible.
"Poison?" looking at the wisps of black gas on the bent old man's face, Zhuo Wen's pupils shrunk and whispered in surprise.
"Ha ha! Sit down."
With a wave of his sleeve robe, the bent old man suddenly saw a stone table and two stone benches in front of him. Shi Shi ran sat on a stone bench, pointed to the opposite stone bench with his right hand and said to Zhuo Wen.
Although his heart was full of doubts, Zhuo Wen still sat opposite the bent old man according to his instructions, stared at the bent old man with cautious eyes, and asked softly, "elder..."
When Zhuo Wen said it, he found that he didn't know what to call the bent old man in front of him.
"Ha ha! You call me Mo Lao. I don't know what you call me?" Mo Lao coughed and smiled at Zhuo Wen.
"Zhuo Wen!" Zhuo Wen did not hide his name and said frankly.
At present, the rickety old man seems to be trapped in the blood pool, but he doesn't know who he is and who he is. Doesn't he have something to do with the Cang dish?
"Zhuo Wen? That's a good name." Mo Lao praised it. Even if he was silent for a while, he seemed to be thinking about something. After a pause, he continued: "you got the Taimo war Qi and Taimo war formula from the two magic statues in Duobao pavilion?"
Hearing the speech, Zhuo Wen's pupils narrowed and his eyes stared at Mo Lao. Zhuo Wen was full of doubts. He didn't expect that he would know about the location of Taimo war Qi and Taimo war formula. Did he put these two in Duobao pavilion? So who is this old man?
"Don't be too surprised. As you think, the Taimo war Qi and the Taimo war formula are placed in the magic statues at both ends of the gate of the Duobao Pavilion." Mo admitted generously.
"So, who are you? Why do you exist in the sacrificial blood pool?" Zhuo Wen frowned and looked at Mo Laodao.
Mo Lao smiled, and his eyes showed Sen Han's tunnel: "because someone wants to use this sacrificial blood pool to completely refine me and take my power for his own use. This sacrificial blood pool has existed here for nearly a hundred years."
"It has existed for nearly a hundred years? Can you say that you have been trapped at the bottom of this blood pool for nearly a hundred years?" Zhuo Wen was stunned with a little surprised.
"Yes! The purpose of the sacrificial blood pool was to refine me. But now you suddenly broke into the blood pool and you have the smell of too evil gas, so I brought you here." Mo nodded.
Hearing this, Zhuo Wen frowned slightly and immediately said, "senior, the person who built this sacrificial blood pool is the remnant soul of the Lord of the great devil. What can you do to escape from this blood pool?"
"The remnant of the Lord of too evil? I bah, Capricorn can really pull. He claims to be the remnant of the Lord of too evil. He's really shameless." Mo suddenly stood up with a gloomy face and shouted angrily.
The demon Dao Zhuo Wen's face changed slightly, his body was in the middle of the air, his waist twisted, and too evil war Qi gushed out. He wanted to escape from the scope of the blood pool. Unfortunately, cangdi's power imprisoned his whole body, making it difficult for him to twist at all.
Whoosh!
Blood vessel like branches and trunks burst out of the blood pool, like countless tentacles, which entangled the devil Zhuo Wen and made it difficult to break free.
Bang!
The sound of Ding Dong falling into the water rang through. Immediately, the devil Zhuo Wen was directly pulled into the blood pool by the countless blood vessel branches. For a moment, Zhuo Wen only felt that his eyes were full of blood color. There was no color in his eyes except the boundless blood color.
Hiss, hiss, hiss!
Blood color whirlpools rolled up from the blood pool, like boiling water, and looked very frightening. Cang dish silently suspended above the blood pool. Looking at the figure of the devil Zhuo Wen submerged by the blood pool, his eyes showed a cruel look.
"Too evil war spirit must be obtained, and you can't take away the too evil war formula on you." Cang die murmured in a low voice, and his dark eyes were full of hot color.
"The devil was thrown into the sacrificial blood pool by Cang dish."
In the channel groove, Zhuo text vomited a mouthful of blood, and his face was a little pale.
"The power of this sacrificial blood pool is good. It can even affect your evil way separation, but I'm afraid I can't do it if I want to refine your evil way separation." on Zhuo Wen's shoulder, Xiao Hei's voice is a little dignified.
Zhuo Wen nodded. After all, the separation of the devil and the Tao was transformed by the devil's eyes. If it was so easy to be refined by the sacrificial blood pool, wouldn't it fall into the reputation of fighting Buddha and devil saint in those years?
At the moment, in the blood pool, the devil Zhuo Wen slowly opened his eyes, and the strange black and red awn swept out of his eyes. The surrounding blood color vortex squeezed the devil Zhuo Wen in a high-speed rotation, but it could not cause too much damage to him, because Zhuo Wen urged the Taimo war Qi in his body to surround him, completely blocking the erosion of the surrounding blood color vortex.
"There are too many blood color whirlpools in the sacrificial blood pool. It's too evil and can't last long. We have to find a way to get out of the blood pool."
Zhuo Wen frowned slightly and looked around at the endless blood color around him. There was a look of depression in his eyes. Most of his strength was imprisoned by Cang dish. In addition, countless blood vessels and branches swept out of the blood pool wrapped him around, so that Zhuo Wen's strength did not exist, let alone escape from the blood pool, He felt a little difficult even moving now.
Time passed slowly. Finally, the Taimo war gas around Zhuo Wen was broken. The rolling blood color vortex, like countless blood awns, eroded towards the devil's body of Zhuo Wen, and wanted to completely crush it.
However, after all, the devil's body was transformed by the devil's eye in the eyes of Buddha and devil. Although the power of sacrificing the blood pool was strong, it was really difficult to destroy the devil's body. Although the devil's body was tough enough to destroy the blood pool, the extreme pain generated by the blood vortex stirring his body was clearly transmitted to Zhuo Wen's nerve.
"How painful..."
Zhuo Wen suddenly vomited a mouthful of blood, and his face became more and more pale. Although the devil's body could not be destroyed by the blood pool, the pain caused by his injury was really transmitted to Zhuo Wen's nerves. This pain was like thousands of ants eroding his heart, which was extremely intense.
Even if Zhuo Wen's will is extremely firm, he is still roared by this strong pain. His hands pasted on the wall have left a very deep impression on the wall. It can be seen how strong the pain Zhuo Wen endured at the moment.
"It seems that the two separated bodies still have a great impact on you." looking at Zhuo Wen who is humming in pain at the moment, little black eyebrows frown slightly.
……
In the blood pool, the devil Zhuo Wen frowned slightly. Although he also felt the strong pain, he was the devil. The only constant in his eyes was the indifference. He would not show the color of pain. At most, his eyebrows were slightly wrinkled.
When the devil Zhuo Wen drifted with the waves in the blood pool, a pair of purple and black pupils appeared at the bottom of the blood pool. These pupils fell on the devil Zhuo Wen through the endless blood, with a look of surprise in their eyes.
"The smell of too evil war Qi? This son has also practiced too evil war formula? Is this fate?"
The low and hoarse voice slowly rang through the purple and black pupils and lingered at the bottom of the blood pool.
Zhuo Wen, the devil who had gone with the flow, also heard the sound at the bottom of the blood pool. His pupils coagulated slightly and said in a deep voice: "who is it?"
Whoosh!
A sound of breaking water sounded. Then Zhuo Wen suddenly found that a pair of purple and black pupils appeared in front of him. These purple and black pupils showed a double ring shape. If you look at them at a glance, it is very easy to feel dizzy.
"Who are you?" the devil Zhuo Wen stared at the purple black pupils with his eyes narrowed. He didn't notice the appearance of the pupils before.
This pair of pupils did not pay attention to Zhuo Wen's problem. They stared at Zhuo Wen and said faintly: "where did you get your Taimo war Qi and Taimo war formula?"
Hearing the speech, Zhuo Wen's eyes narrowed falsely, revealing a touch of shock. How could this pair of pupils suddenly ask such a question, and who is the owner of this pair of pupils? The way it appears is really weird.
"Your body is really strong enough. There is no damage in this sacrificial blood pool, but this is not a place to talk. Come with me."
This pair of purple black pupils glanced at Zhuo Wen lightly, and immediately a purple black energy wrapped Zhuo Wen. Zhuo Wen wanted to resist, but he found that the purple black energy was too huge to allow him to resist at all.
Whoosh!
Soon, Zhuo Wen was carried away by this great force and swept towards the bottom of the blood pool.
At the bottom of the blood pool, there is a vacuum zone in the range of about half a mile. The reason why it is called a vacuum zone is mainly because the half mile land is shrouded by a semi-circular light mask, and the surrounding blood and water are basically blocked outside by the semi-circular light mask, so it is impossible to enter the range of half a meter.
Whoosh!
The purple black pupils soon took Zhuo Wen into the light mask. When his feet fell to the ground, Zhuo Wen found that the imprisonment on him also disappeared. Then his attention fell on the purple black pupils in front of him.
However, the purple and black pupils did not look at Zhuo Wen, but turned into a purple and black streamer and fell in the center of this area. There, a bent figure sat quietly.
"Armored soul?"
Zhuo Wen's eyes first fell on the purple and black pupils suspended above the figure, and then he immediately paid attention to the bent figure below the pupils. How can he not see that the purple and black pupils that brought him here are the armor soul of the bent figure.
However, although the bent figure in front of him showed a strong breath, it was haunted with a trace of death, as if the figure might lose its vitality at any time.
The semi-circular light mask above the vacuum zone is also the bent figure, so that the blood and water around it can not invade it.
The bent figure turned slowly, revealing an old face full of folds, and in this old face, it also vaguely revealed a wisp of dark breath, which looked particularly strange and terrible.
"Poison?" looking at the wisps of black gas on the bent old man's face, Zhuo Wen's pupils shrunk and whispered in surprise.
"Ha ha! Sit down."
With a wave of his sleeve robe, the bent old man suddenly saw a stone table and two stone benches in front of him. Shi Shi ran sat on a stone bench, pointed to the opposite stone bench with his right hand and said to Zhuo Wen.
Although his heart was full of doubts, Zhuo Wen still sat opposite the bent old man according to his instructions, stared at the bent old man with cautious eyes, and asked softly, "elder..."
When Zhuo Wen said it, he found that he didn't know what to call the bent old man in front of him.
"Ha ha! You call me Mo Lao. I don't know what you call me?" Mo Lao coughed and smiled at Zhuo Wen.
"Zhuo Wen!" Zhuo Wen did not hide his name and said frankly.
At present, the rickety old man seems to be trapped in the blood pool, but he doesn't know who he is and who he is. Doesn't he have something to do with the Cang dish?
"Zhuo Wen? That's a good name." Mo Lao praised it. Even if he was silent for a while, he seemed to be thinking about something. After a pause, he continued: "you got the Taimo war Qi and Taimo war formula from the two magic statues in Duobao pavilion?"
Hearing the speech, Zhuo Wen's pupils narrowed and his eyes stared at Mo Lao. Zhuo Wen was full of doubts. He didn't expect that he would know about the location of Taimo war Qi and Taimo war formula. Did he put these two in Duobao pavilion? So who is this old man?
"Don't be too surprised. As you think, the Taimo war Qi and the Taimo war formula are placed in the magic statues at both ends of the gate of the Duobao Pavilion." Mo admitted generously.
"So, who are you? Why do you exist in the sacrificial blood pool?" Zhuo Wen frowned and looked at Mo Laodao.
Mo Lao smiled, and his eyes showed Sen Han's tunnel: "because someone wants to use this sacrificial blood pool to completely refine me and take my power for his own use. This sacrificial blood pool has existed here for nearly a hundred years."
"It has existed for nearly a hundred years? Can you say that you have been trapped at the bottom of this blood pool for nearly a hundred years?" Zhuo Wen was stunned with a little surprised.
"Yes! The purpose of the sacrificial blood pool was to refine me. But now you suddenly broke into the blood pool and you have the smell of too evil gas, so I brought you here." Mo nodded.
Hearing this, Zhuo Wen frowned slightly and immediately said, "senior, the person who built this sacrificial blood pool is the remnant soul of the Lord of the great devil. What can you do to escape from this blood pool?"
"The remnant of the Lord of too evil? I bah, Capricorn can really pull. He claims to be the remnant of the Lord of too evil. He's really shameless." Mo suddenly stood up with a gloomy face and shouted angrily.
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