Almost at the moment when the blood-colored dragonfly appeared, Wang Baole's eyes suddenly contracted without any hesitation, almost at the same time, grabbed the drop of dark red blood and teleported and disappeared.

The moment his figure disappeared, two red wind blades appeared out of nowhere where Wang Baole was just now, whizzing across, cutting the space. From a distance, it seemed as if a blood-colored cross mouth appeared in the air.

This scene made Wang Baole, who appeared in the air, feel a little numb on his scalp. He felt that the blood-colored dragonfly emitted a breath that surpassed the Nascent Soul, obviously in the form of a god or even higher.

"Such a big dragonfly!" Without time to think too much, the blood-colored dragonfly radiated out of the wind blade, and its figure rushed out of the blood sea with a bang. I don't know whether it was the sound of the mouthpiece or the wings echoing, the blood-colored dragonfly headed straight for Wang Baole.

The speed was so fast that he was approaching the next moment, and he wanted to tear Wang Baole apart and swallow him directly. If he had changed to the Nascent Soul, Wang Baole could not avoid it at all, and could not even see the speed of the dragonfly, and he would definitely die. But at present, with the star Nascent Soul, although the sun is not a star, he could not bless Wang Baole, but his cultivation level has improved a lot after all, so he avoided it again in a flash.

But there is still a gap between them. Although they avoided the killing disaster, Wang Baole's strand of hair was still rubbed while dodging and drifted away with the wind.

This made Wang Baole's heart beat faster. After the figure appeared, he suddenly raised his right hand and chanted at the blood-colored dragonfly that was about to rush in again.

"Leave prison and be obsessed with it!"

The fourth sentence of the Taoist scripture!

However, Wang Baole shouted another word.

"A villain, be rude!"

As soon as these words came out, the heaven and earth roared, and the will that seemed to come from the depths of the universe fell again, and this time it was obviously stronger than before. While suppressing all directions, it was like an invisible big hand coming from the sky and pressing the blood-colored dragonfly rushing towards Wang Baole.

It was obviously not real, but the blood-colored dragonfly made a terrifying hissing, and his body suddenly retreated like a frightened bird. Seeing that the suppression was effective, Wang Baole understood that the crisis was a situation that would be fought for in seconds, so he teleported again in a flash. When it appeared, it was already farther away, and it exploded at full speed and was about to fly out of this sea of ​​blood.

When he noticed that Wang Baole was about to leave, the blood-colored dragonfly suddenly became irritable, with cruelty in his eyes. His wings were shaking rapidly, and he didn't know how to think about it. He roared again, and slammed his wings, which actually resisted the pressure caused by the terror deep in his heart, and chased Wang Baole again.

"Why are you so persistent?" Wang Baole was also anxious, but at the moment he couldn't think too much. Wang Baole suddenly turned his head and didn't have time to cheat and "integrity" and he yelled directly in anxiety.

"Fengzhi..."

This is the last sentence of the first paragraph of the Taoist Sutra, with a total of five words. At this moment, Wang Baole only recited two words. As for the three words behind it... he missed them too, but the moment he opened his mouth, he trembled for no reason and did not dare to recite them.

It was really that even if he only read two words in the last sentence, the aura that woke up from the depths of the starry sky was far stronger than before, as if it was coming like a rush of mountains and seas, suppressing all worlds, causing this area to shake violently.

And the blood-colored dragonfly that rushed out and was about to swallow, under this stronger pressure or intimidation, suddenly hesitated and quickly retreated, turning into a blood shadow, causing splashes, and returning to the sea of ​​blood.

In the sea of ​​blood, its body was trembling, causing a lot of ripples, while its bulging eyes were exposed on the water, staring at Wang Baole with fear.

Wang Baole was beating the drum in his heart, and there was no outsider around him, so there was no need to continue to pretend to be a master. So he did not hesitate to be in the blood-colored dragonfly's retreat, and his speed exploded and he broke through the air and left in the roar.

The blood-colored dragonfly seemed to have struggled for a while, but in the end the fear in her eyes could not dissipate, so she could only watch Wang Baole's figure slowly disappear in her eyes and give up her pursuit.

It was not until a long time after the world returned to normal that the blood-colored dragonfly flew out of the water in a flash, hovered around the corpse, roaring, flapping its wings randomly as if it was venting, forming cracks of space, sweeping across the four directions, causing the green snakes on the corpse to tremble, and it seemed that it was still not relieved. Its wings shook, and the sea of ​​blood immediately rolled, and a large mass of blood rose, condensed and wriggled in the air, and turned into a figure.

Although the figure condensed from the sea of ​​blood is red all over, it can be seen that it looks exactly like Wang Baole.

As soon as he saw the blood shadow, the dragonfly roared. As soon as he approached, he directly cut his arms and thighs with his wings. He opened his mouth and bit half of his body. Then he tossed violently. It was not until it was completely crushed. It hummed a few times and turned into several figures of Wang Baole. After the method was done, he finally vented. Then he returned to the blood sea with satisfaction and disappeared.

Wang Baole couldn't see this scene, otherwise he would have had a lot of cold air in his heart, and he would not dare to provoke this obviously revengeful and stingy blood dragonfly.

At this moment, Wang Baole found a flying immortal platform during these many teleportations, and drifted away with the power of flying smoke and returned to the sword tip area.

This was difficult for others, but for Wang Baole, he mastered the control method of Feixiantai and returned from the sword tip area to know the safe route, so it didn't take long to return to the ice field where the three main halls were located.

Standing in front of the third hall and looking at the ice layer in front of him, Wang Baole was very expectant. He could judge that the fortune of the third hall must be greater than the first two. At this moment, he did not hesitate anymore. After taking a deep breath, Wang Baole suddenly raised his right hand, took out the token, and shouted softly.

"Give me a gift!"

As his words echoed, the third hall immediately roared, as if there was an invisible force dispersing. It responded to the token in Wang Baole's hand, and even the ice layer outside the hall trembled, as if it was about to break.

This made Wang Baole excited, but he waited for a while and found that the third hall had no other performance except for vibration. The ice layer was just trembling, not shattering, as if... it was still a little short of it.

Wang Baole narrowed his eyes, and as he pinched his left hand, his candle-grabbing method suddenly started to work. After experiencing the original self-destruction, this method has recovered a little, but it is only barely at the first level.

Even so, it's enough.

As the illusory meridians flew, as they spread on Wang Baole's body, their left hand as the source, soon, Zhushu's red figure enveloped Wang Baole's body. Then he took a deep breath and took out the drop of dark red blood he had obtained.

The moment he took it out, the vibration of the third hall was strong again. A light flashed from Wang Baole's eyes and immediately controlled the candle to snatch the drop of blood. As the blood slowly merged into the candle, under the urging of Wang Baole's full strength, a breath belonging to the blood owner suddenly dispersed. Wang Baole saw this, held up the token with his right hand and shouted again.

"Give me a gift!!"

As his words echoed, the roar suddenly erupted from the Third Hall. The ice layer outside immediately shattered and fell off with the thunderous sound. A vast will spread out from the Third Hall and instantly enveloped Wang Baole. It seemed like it was being certified. After a few breaths in Wang Baole's nervousness, the will turned into a sound and echoed around.

"The identity of the elder Yunding meets the requirements of defending the Dao Palace. You can open a third sacred temple to obtain good fortune!"

The words were like thunder in heaven. While the sound of the heaven and earth, the gate of the third hall opened its rumbling eight characters, revealing a divine secret inside!

Wang Baole was extremely excited. After experiencing the first and second halls, he also had experience. In a flash, he rushed into the hall gate and took one step forward.
Chapter completed!