Yi Qiu and the other two changed their expressions slightly, and Mingxin smiled and said, "Senior Brother Lei, but I don't know why there are less than five people going out?"

Senior Brother Lei shook his head: "To be honest, I don't know, senior brother. Most of the people entering this place are stepping into a certain restriction and being teleported in for no reason, and they are completely unable to help themselves. A small number of people are under pressure from the sect and want to try it to see if they can take away the magical artifact in the altar."

"Hmph, magical artifact? I think this blood sword is clearly a very evil thing!" Yi Qiu said coldly.

"Puff..."

As soon as he finished speaking, the two monks who were walking towards the Blood Sword immediately split into two halves among the two sword lights.

Blood flowed into the altar, and his body fell down, and a trace of blood was wandering on the altar, gathering towards the blood sword from time to time.

Seeing this, Zhan Tiankuang licked his tongue and suddenly said, "This place is really a nostalgic atmosphere!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a strange smile appeared on Zhan Tiankuang's face.

"Lin!" Mingxin saw this and shouted loudly, and made seals with both hands. It was the roar of a Buddhist lion.

Zhan Tiankuang's body shook and shook his head. His bloody eyes gradually returned to clear light. Looking at the blood sword in the blood pool on the altar, his eyes were hot and he also had a deep look of fear. He kept shouting: "Awesome, it's really amazing! If it weren't for your exorcist seal spell of Junior Brother Ming, I would step into the blood pool and take the blood sword!"

"Brother Zhan, this place is the strangest place I have ever seen. It seems that I really regard us as a sacrifice. The blood sword is the owner of the sacrifice. It just so happened that your Abi Sword is extremely bloodthirsty. In such a flesh and blood on the altar, you can easily get possessed by the devil!" Ming Xin said.

Senior Brother Lei looked at Zhan Tiankuang with a complicated look in his eyes and said, "I didn't expect that this junior brother was practicing the Abid Blood Demonic Way. The cruel and bloodthirsty killing in this way was not under the secret technique of the Netherworld Sect's tree species..."

"Senior Brother Lei, Senior Brother Zhan has his own reasons..." Yi Qiu said hurriedly.

"Haha, Senior Brother, I'm speechless. However, Senior Brother Yi, you have to be careful when you arrive here. Fortunately, everyone seems to have no ability to obtain the blood sword, so there will be no fight here, but if you are here for a day, you will be at risk of losing at any time!" Senior Brother Lei smiled and said to Yi Qiu.

"Thank you, Senior Brother Lei, for telling me!"

Hey, another group of people are about to teleport in!

As soon as someone finished speaking, a few blood runes flashed in the blood pool on the altar, and then a blood-colored light flashed. With the sound of thumping, dozens of bodies fell into the blood pool and were then covered with blood.

"Are these people the people we met before?"

Seeing the appearance of several of them clearly, Yi Qiu couldn't help but say in surprise.

"Yes, it's indeed the group of people who were teleported in after us. I didn't expect them to be..." Ming Xin said in a deep voice.

Before he finished speaking, Yi Qiu looked at Mingxin: "I didn't expect that what Brother Ming said before was true. If he acted recklessly within that restriction and touched a certain restriction, now the three of us will be like these more than ten people, and will directly lose it and turn it into the nutrients of this blood pool, right?"

"Haha, Brother Yi, this is the first time you have seen it. You will get used to it. Half of the people who enter this place die in the pool of blood. Those who have not died will be like me, teleported to the edge of this altar, but it will be sooner or later..."

"How do you say this?"

"Senior Brother Lei, do you know anything else?" Yi Qiu asked.

Ming Xin said: "Senior Brother Lei probably doesn't know much. Whether it is the artifact of the Divine Sword or the magic weapon in this blood pool, those who have been here and then able to go out alive are all the secrets of each sect. After all, this is related to a magic weapon, even if our eight sects have many treasures in the system, there are only three or five magic weapons now. This is still a guess, and I don't know how much it is!" Ming Xin said.

Yi Qiu looked at the blood pool, the more than ten cultivators who had been looking at each other alive, but now they are all in different places, and have become the sacrifice of the blood sword in the altar. He suddenly said: "This is not a magic weapon at all. The God-killing Sword may be this name. This is simply the magic weapon of the demon clan, which is worthy of the existence of the magic weapon. This is a game set up by the demon clan!"

Senior Brother Lei said: "What did you see when you are Junior Brother Yi?"

Yi Qiu looked at the blood sword in the sea of ​​blood, and there was a faint purple light in his eyes. After a while, he said: "Don't be satisfied with the three senior brothers, what I feel about the blood sword is just killing. This blood sword is more like a bloodthirsty killing artifact. The God-killing Sword. The name may be really correct. This sword is the sword used by the Heavenly Demon to Slay God!"

"The Sword of God Slaying?" The three of them were shocked.

"Is there really a god? Not the Zhuxian Sword?" asked Senior Brother Lei.

Yi Qiu looked up and looked up. The places above his head were covered in gray, as if they were lawless, but Yi Qiu knew that there was not much distance he could live in the space he was in.

"There is not much difference between gods and immortals. If you can kill gods, you can naturally kill immortals. This artifact and magic weapon are both treasures containing the power of rules! Look, the faint blood-colored halo on the blood sword continues to spread, and anyone who steps into the blood pool and touches the blood-colored halo will be killed..."

Speaking of this, Yi Qiu paused, then watched the other five people walking towards the blood sword, a look of sadness flashed in his eyes, and no one stopped him.

"Blood-colored halo? No?" Mingxin whispered.

"Swish..." Five blood-colored sword lights attacked the five people.

Pup puff puff, the three of them were killed and fell into the blood pool.

The defensive magic weapons sacrificed in front of the other two people offset the power of the blood-colored sword light.

The two of them looked at each other, licked their tongues, and then looked at the Blood Sword with greed on their faces. At the same time, they rushed over, fearing that the other party would take out the Blood Sword first.

Hissing...

Two sword lights attacked and were then offset by the defensive magic weapon. However, what neither of them noticed was that the aura on their own defensive magic weapon had dimmed a little.

It seemed that after resisting the bloody sword light again, he no longer had any scruples in his heart and quickly grabbed the bloody sword.

The blood pool surged, and a large amount of blood scattered into the blood sword. A faint light flashed on the blood sword, and two dark red sword lights hit the two.

In the silence, dark red light flashed through their foreheads.

Even the defensive magic weapon that protects the body had no defensive effect. With a clang, the defensive magic weapon fell into the blood pool.

"Puchi" sounded, and the two men's heads were divided into two halves, and they were already penetrated by the sword light of the blood sword.

When they fell forward, there was nothing else except a pool of blood splashed. The two monks were obviously extraordinary, but they died under the sword light of the blood sword.

Yi Qiu looked with his eyes and found that with the loss of these two people, everyone was not afraid, but the desire in their eyes became more obvious.

Although these two men did not walk to the Blood Sword or obtain the Blood Sword, they gave everyone hope. At least these two men were only dozens of feet away from the Blood Sword.

If it weren't for their own technique of breaking the air and taking the blood sword, the blood sword would have been taken away.

Puff puff puff...

Then several figures rushed directly to the Blood Sword, and as expected, they were killed as soon as they reached the blood-colored halo.

Every time the blood-colored sword light killed someone, the halo seemed to be bigger.

Seeing this, Yi Qiu was shocked and then looked around.

This place was originally a circle, but behind me was a dragon head. Outside the circle, the dragon horns above the dragon head were like five stone pillars.

Thinking of Senior Brother Lei’s previous words, the number of people who entered this place was only a slap. When the blood-colored halo spread to the place where he was standing, the only place where he could stand was above the dragon horn.

Yes, there is a glimmer of hope above the dragon horn.

You must keep this Senior Brother Lei! Yi Qiu said in his heart, and then the divine sense transmits voice to Tian Kuang and Mingxin and says this. The two of them were shocked and looked back at the dragon head, then looked at Senior Brother Lei, and nodded.

Senior Brother Lei seemed to have discovered something, and suddenly said, "Three junior brothers might as well see if they can find a way out here!"

After speaking, he walked over to the altar, as if he was observing something.

"Brother Yi, if what you said before is true, when the blood-colored halo of the Blood Sword spreads, the only ones that can survive are five people, and only five people can stand above the dragon head!" Ming Xin said.

Yi Qiu said solemnly: "No matter what, does anyone find out that my three brothers will occupy the three positions of the dragon head? I hope these are all guesses!"

"Brother Yi, you won't take this God-killing Sword?" Zhan Tiankuang said suddenly.

When Yi Qiu heard this, he was stunned at first, then his eyes dimmed, and he said bitterly: "The best result is to stay here. No matter who takes this sword, the world of immortal cultivation will be in chaos! Even if I take this sword, I will take this sword, not to mention Master Nangong, even a master in the realm of the Yuanshen, I am afraid that I will not be able to drive this sword. If this sword is in the hands of the demon cultivator, who knows what kind of power it will have?"

When Yi Qiu said this, a figure suddenly appeared in his heart, the demon Nine Netherworlds of the Netherworld!

After shook his head, Yi Qiu didn't take it seriously.

And the six people in the Thunder Prison's Demon Suppression were still in a good confrontation. If Yi Qiu had chosen to go to the Thunder Prison in the middle, the people in the prison would probably not be six, but nine.

However, at this time, several figures appeared in front of Mo Jiuyou Lei Meng's eyes.

Seeing the tense situation of the three groups of people, I couldn't help but feel happy. When I looked at the treasure in my hand that made me feel suffocating, I couldn't help but feel shocked.

Just as he was about to withdraw, he looked up at the two treasures on the demon's head that day, and couldn't help laughing: "Haha, I didn't expect that there would be such a treasure here. It seems that it was our brothers' luck!"

The voice was extremely loud, and the people around him laughed the same, but they looked a little bit tough on the outside but fucked on the inside.

Yes, no matter who it is, when he sees a person like Lei Meng and Mo Jiuyou, who dares to kill these two people at the same time with confidence?
Chapter completed!