"The Holy Land is majestic and answers all requests."
"The Holy Land is majestic, and all requests are answered!" As the woman on the high platform sang, low-pitched prayers could be heard faintly in everyone's ears, crashing into their hearts like waves.
At the same time, the blood clouds in the west seemed to come alive, suddenly rolling away from each other, and the originally scattered clouds gathered together towards the Dragon Climbing Platform.
Wisps of blood and bloody lightning surged into the depths of the clouds. At a sudden glance, a huge blood pool was brewing.
A pool of thousands of blood brewed by countless people and monks up and down the Pinjiang River!
Looking at the strange and terrifying image of the blood pool, everyone present had a vague feeling of something bad, as if some great terror was about to emerge.
Including those foreign monks, many of them were hesitant at first, but now they saw that the blood pool was about to be completed, and their expressions changed.
"Everyone, the evil spell is about to be completed, and the consequences may be disastrous. We must stop this Lu Ke." A foundation-building monk with an immortal spirit stood up.
"Old man Guishan is right, we can't get away from it now." Another foundation-building monk also stood up and responded immediately.
Many foundation builders took action together, using their own methods, and the magic light exploded towards the white jade platform. The formation on it was suddenly crumbling, but Lu Ke on the stage seemed unaware and recited devoutly:
"Disciple Lu Ke, I would like to use the wishes of all living beings and the blood of thousands of people to prevent death and prolong life."
As if in response, the chanting sounds of sentient beings, which seemed to be hallucinations but made people uneasy, appeared in everyone's ears:
"Disciple..., I would like to use the wishes of all living beings and the blood of thousands of bloods to prevent death and prolong life."
The blood color that spread everywhere in the blood cloud was like blood threads, turning into strange red lightnings, rushing towards the blood pool, while the blood color above the blood cloud gradually faded away. At the same time, around the countless red dragon altars, mortals began to fall down.
When he fell to the ground, his face was pale, skinny and bones, and his flesh and blood had almost been drained out.
And a pool of bright red blood emerged from the clouds, and the nauseating smell of blood suddenly filled the lower realm.
"Is it too late?" Seeing the horned blood pool taking shape and the white jade platform formation still maintaining a shaky appearance, many monks looked desperate.
Roar! ! !
At this moment, a majestic figure meandering among the dark clouds in the east suddenly let out a high-pitched roar.
Suddenly clouds and mist overflowed, the thunder pool exploded, and the monstrous thunder exploded across the sky and the earth like a world-destroying power.
In an instant, many monks thought they died under the thunder. Even the foundation-building monks had a look of horror on their faces, their ears were ringing, and they couldn't see for a moment.
After a while, someone came back to their senses. A waiter from the Dragon Temple knelt on the ground and shouted:
"The power of God! The power of God!"
When he came back to his senses, he realized that almost all the monks around him below the Foundation Establishment Realm had blood flowing from their eyes and ears. They had lost both senses in the extreme white light that filled their field of vision and the roar of heaven and earth!
Even the two dragon platforms were no exception. However, due to the mysterious suction barrier, the monks on them were better and soon recovered their sight and hearing.
Su Xing suppressed the vibrating energy and blood all over his body and looked outside, only to see that in the western sky, a corner of the strange scarlet blood pool had been blown to pieces.
The thick, substantial blood hung down weakly from the corner of the exploding blood pool. It was like a wound was blown into the sky, revealing the blood of the world.
It is also like a ladder made of blood, straight down from the dark clouds, flowing into the Pinjiang River that has been flowing silently for thousands of years, and disappearing.
"The blood pool was blown to pieces, it was a success!" A monk cheered. Under the brilliant thunder, the strange feeling that was lingering in his heart was immediately dispelled.
"Look, that white jade platform!" A monk pointed to the white jade platform.
I saw that the top of the high platform, which was originally shining with the luster of jade, was now completely dark. The red dragon flags at the four corners were all blown up, and the remaining poles fell to the ground, while cyan thunder was still flashing.
"It's the palace master. The palace master has taken action! While crushing the blood pool, he used sky thunder to blow up the white jade platform!"
"Lu Ke, Lu Ke was hit by thunder and died!" A foundation-building monk flew high into the sky. At this time, thunder was still raging on the white jade platform, and he did not dare to get close.
But from a distance, I saw a figure covered in charred black in the middle of the thunder pool, motionless.
"Master of the palace is mighty!" "Long live the Dragon God!" The feeling of surviving the disaster came to their hearts, and many monks shouted long live. Even though some people's ears and eyes were still bleeding, they were still very excited.
This is the power of the true dragon in the Dan Formation realm, this is Pinjiang’s current Dragon God!
Ignoring the cheers of the little bugs below, the real dragon hid in the clouds and swam meanderingly. At this time, the clouds and thunder in the clouds dissipated a lot, making the huge and majestic body more clear.
"Is it over?" Su Xing frowned. Lu Ke died and the blood pool was destroyed. So will the Dragon Climbing Conference continue? After taking a look at Jiang Yu, who was stunned on the spot, I was afraid that he would not have the intention to attack the waterfall next.
Will the palace lord take action? If you want to escape early, how should you end it?
Finish?
How to end the fateful connection with the dragon species, and how to withdraw from the Dragon Climbing Club?
A seed of an idea was born out of thin air in his mind, and soon brewed into a storm that swept through the world, making Su Xing's whole body tremble.
Why, I haven't thought about this at all before?
Why did no one tell me how to quit the Dragon Climbing Club? I have never thought about this, never asked?
Sweeping past the climbing platform that separated the inside and outside, Jiang Yu suddenly crashed upwards.
A huge uneasiness gripped Su Xing's heart tightly, and certain disappeared memories were like worms drilling into the brain, twisting and trying to break free from the depths of his mind.
He suddenly looked at the dead old man, and then swept past them one by one, until he reached the monks of the Dragon Temple in the distance.
Jiang Merong noticed his scary eyes and frowned slightly. It seemed that he felt the same uneasiness as Su Xing. He opened his mouth and asked:
"Su...Su Xing, what's wrong?"
Su Xing didn't answer him. His sharp, knife-like eyes cut through everyone on the Essence Dragon Platform. Then he thought of something and suddenly turned back to look at the ordinary bluestone platform not far away.
On an ordinary bluestone platform, after a disaster. The monks were making a chaotic noise. Some knelt down to salute the palace master, some sat down to heal their wounds, and some even wanted to take the opportunity to swim a few more meters on the waterfall.
However, there were a few people, who seemed to be walking around randomly and randomly in the crowd, but seemed to be following a certain pattern, slowly approaching a few monks with higher cultivation levels and profound Qi in the crowd.
In the flash of lightning, a spark exploded in Su Xing's mind, and he tried to speak out:
"careful--"
Before the last word of the word "heart" could be heard, wisps of cold light flickered on the ordinary bluestone platform. The blood splashed, illuminating countless shocked and frightened eyes, as well as a startling glimpse of delicately blooming black sunflowers.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
More than a dozen corpses suddenly fell, and then screams were heard, which became the prelude to the murderous music that followed.
"Chen Ang! Organize a counterattack and don't let them succeed!" Su Xing felt cold in his heart. Chen Ang and a disciple of the Purple Jade Sect named Liu Lu were among the first batch of targets to be attacked and killed.
When these assassins struck, their white blades were covered with a strange black light. They almost always killed monks of the same level with one blow.
Liu Lu was stabbed in the neck, and a protective cold light appeared on his body. He screamed and flew out, killing the Chang An Sect monk who attacked him.
At the critical moment, a talisman appeared on Chen Ang's body, blocking the blow for him. After he reacted, the Chang An Cult monk who attacked him had disappeared into the chaotic crowd. He wisely did not pursue, and walked to Liu Lu's body with a sad and angry expression.
After hearing Su Xing's words, he broke away from his sadness and began to try to protect himself from the Chang An Sect monks who were constantly attacking him, and to gather other monks who reacted.
At this time, the movement on the ordinary Dragon Climbing Platform attracted the attention of most people. Many people were surprised or suspicious. There were also disciples who died among them and flew towards the Dragon Climbing Platform angrily.
However, it is useless to isolate the inside and outside of the Dragon Platform.
"Are they...retaliating on the verge of death?" The cold Luo Qianqian on the side said in confusion. The blood pool was destroyed and Lu Ke was dead. Even killing some ordinary dragons would not help.
As for the Essence Blood Dragons, they are all on guard against each other now that this has happened before.
Seeing Chen Ang gradually organizing resistance, the seriousness in Su Xing's eyes did not lessen. He shook his head, pointed to the river, and said:
"No, something is wrong."
Everyone followed his gaze with some confusion.
