What appeared before Long Zaitian's eyes was the blood filled with beauty hall, and at the same time, the blood filled his sinuses. Long Zaitian shook his nose hard, sniffed the blood everywhere, and let out a cry of relief, while his eyes shone with desire. He thought he was worrying too much. Apart from him, he didn't believe anyone could steal his opportunity.
Long Zaitian walked forward, and when he came to the hole in the floor, a strange smile appeared on his face.
Then he got directly into the hole, and then walked towards the core of the protective formation. After twists and turns, Long Zaitian had already appeared at the core of the blood pool. Looking towards the core, Long Zaitian's face showed an extremely shocked look.
A huge vortex of essence and blood lay in front of Long Zaitian, making Long Zaitian unbelievable. He didn't believe that apart from him, there was really something in this world that could mobilize the blood here. However, he obviously did not think that there was life in the whirlpool of essence and blood, because he was deeply touched by how violent the essence and blood was, so he did not believe that anything else could stop it.
Outside the vortex of essence and blood, there is a larger vortex. Those whirlpools are composed of the blood around the essence and blood. Outside this vortex, a vacuum space was actually formed, because the essence and blood group rotated so fast that it evacuated the surrounding air, temporarily forming a space without blood and water.
This made Long Zaitian horrified. He looked at everything in front of him in surprise, and watched helplessly as changes occurred in the blood pool that he could not control. Long Zaitian had no idea how this could happen. He had never thought that such a situation would happen.
Outside the vortex of essence and blood, Long Zaitian secretly felt sad and angry; inside the vortex of essence and blood, Blood Saint Xuangui tried his best to break through.
The whole body is golden, and the golden illusory body reveals a pure white light, giving people a feeling of emptiness. Xuangui still looked like a tortoise. He opened his mouth and sucked towards the protective shield. The essence and blood on the entire protective shield suddenly surged wildly.
Following the force of the suction, the vortex of essence and blood in the blood pool accelerated and spun, and along with the continuous rotation of the vortex of essence and blood, more essence and blood gradually joined the vortex of essence and blood. And the essence and blood on the protective shield began to fuse continuously, as if it was being pulled by something.
"No, no, no...how is this possible?"
Long Zaitian looked at everything in front of him and couldn't believe his eyes, because everything that happened on the essence and blood vortex all showed that the essence and blood vortex Inside, there must be someone deliberately manipulating all of this. When the essence and blood rotate and gradually merge, it will be transformed into pure essence and blood that can be absorbed. At that time, if the Blood Saint absorbs it, it will be very helpful to break through and become a powerful Blood Lord.
Long Zaitian thought this method was very secretive, and he only learned about it by chance. And once he learned about this situation, he never told anyone. Since he didn't tell anyone else, how did the people in this vortex of essence and blood learn about it?
The most important thing is that Long Zaitian has always believed that this is a relatively bloody way to break through to the Blood Lord. In the eyes of righteous people, this method is generally unacceptable in the world. If this is the case, why would there still be righteous people who understand this method?
Long Zaitian never thought at all that maybe the person who broke through and became the Blood Lord here was not a person of the righteous path at all, maybe he was a person of the devil's path? Because Long Zaitian clearly knows how difficult it is for people in the devil's path to come to this place.
Although Long Zaitian is a real member of the devil's path, he usually does not dare to reveal his identity at all. He usually doesn't go out much and regards Jiaolongtan as his base. He knows his mission, which is to survive here well and protect what he should protect.
Long Zaitian looked at everything in front of him and realized more and more that he was really helpless.
Because once this method of breaking through the Supreme Blood Lord begins, Long Zai Tian knows that he will never be able to stop. The most important thing is that if he stops forcibly, not only will the people inside not be able to break through the Blood Lord, but they may also become his prisoners. At that time, he only needs to take the bone-corroding blood powder for them, and they will be able to fight again. Is there an extra blood bag?
Thinking of the human blood bag, Long Zaitian couldn't help but think of the talisman demon who had always been trying to embarrass him. Thinking of this, he couldn't help but reveal a sinister smile. Maybe the talisman demon has gradually turned into a human blood bag. Although it is said to be ninety-nine and eighty-one days, once you are hit by Bone Erosion and Blood Powder, you will suffer the most severe pain. Except for the outer skin, everything inside will gradually turn into blood from the outside to the inside.
After subsequent deposition, this blood will turn into the most delicious human blood bag. In the process of transforming into a human blood bag, the more intense the struggle, the more delicious the human blood bag transformed by the person who takes the Bone-Crossing Blood Powder will be. Therefore, for those who cultivate human blood bags, constantly stimulating the human blood bags from the outside is also a method to improve the quality of the human blood bags.
Although cultivators don't care about their appetites, if it can have both a wonderful taste and powerful effects, wouldn't it be the best of both worlds? What is the purpose of people going through all kinds of hardships to practice? Isn’t it to explore everything that can be enjoyed?
Thinking of this, Long Zaitian felt a little better, and recovered a little from the frustration of having his essence and blood taken away. Long Zaitian couldn't help but drool from the corner of his mouth, as if he had tasted the human blood bag transformed from the talisman demon. Long Zaitian closed his eyes, showing an expression of enjoyment.
Although Long Zaitian can't stop someone from absorbing the blood essence here, he can find someone to ask for help. As far as he is concerned, he also knows a friend whose cultivation is unpredictable. He never knows who that person is, but that person People say that you can ask him for anything.
Long Zaitian still remembered how he met that person.
The north wind was howling, and snow was flying all over the sky. In a mountain col deep in the Monster Mountain Range, a wolf-like figure appeared. His clothes were in tatters and his forehead and cheeks were covered with scars. He limped away towards the mountain col and looked behind him from time to time, as if he was afraid of something.
Yes, that's right. This person who fled in embarrassment was Long Zaitian fifteen years ago.
Suddenly, a dragon roar came from above Long Zaitian's head, and the high-pitched and sharp sound waves stirred up circles of air fluctuations in the air. At the same time, the vegetation and rocks on both sides of the col began to tremble, as if they were about to burst apart, and kept making rustling noises.
"Human, you are overestimating your abilities. With your strength, I can swallow you in one breath, and you actually dare to come and take advantage of our dragon essence and blood. If you dare to hurt my child, you must be aware of being destroyed." , if you don’t have this enlightenment, I will give you this enlightenment now."
With the dragon roar, a dragon actually appeared in the air, its claws kept waving in the air, and at the same time, he kept muttering that dragons are not in the sky at all. Incomprehensible dragon language. Following the dragon's movements, all the water vapor in the sky gathered towards the dragon.
After a while, they gathered into a big water ball. Jiaolong shook his two front paws, as if playing with a rubber ball, and kept kneading the water ball. The size of the water polo became larger and larger as the dragon kneaded it, and soon it increased to about one meter in diameter.
Jiaolong let out a triumphant laugh, steaming blood kept coming out of the claws of his claws, and he kept pouring it into the water ball. Then streaks of blood appeared in the water polo. Threads of blood are constantly rippling, entwining, and blending in the water polo.
All this seems very slow, but in fact it happens in the blink of an eye. After doing all this, Jiaolong shouted and threw the water ball towards Long Zaitian. Jiaolong seemed to want to smash Long Zaitian to pieces to avenge his son's injury.
Long Zaitian has been running away, but no matter how he runs away, he can never escape the pursuit of the dragon. Seeing the huge water ball with blood rolling inside being thrown toward him, Long Zaitian bit his lips tightly, his throat sweetened, and he spit out a mouthful of blood, and his escape speed increased a few points.
However, the water polo was under the control of Jiaolong, how could he let Long Zaitian go?
No matter how Long Zaitian ran away, he couldn't escape the scope of the water ball. It was too late, but it was fast. Long Zaitian groaned and was hit by the water ball. And it hit him on the head. He raised his palms with his elbows facing out, and dragged the water ball up with his palms.
The water ball kept spinning in Long Zaitian's palm, and at the same time pressed downwards against Long Zaitian. Long Zaitian's hands were tightly attached to the bottom of the water ball. Seeing that the speed of the water ball was getting faster and faster, the pressure on Long Zaitian was getting bigger and bigger.
As time passed, Long Zaitian's body began to rotate at high speed with the water polo. Driven by the rotation of the water polo, Long Zaitian's figure was like a high-speed rotating electric drill, with his feet as the apex, drilling hard into the rocks below him.
Fifteen years ago, Long Zaitian's cultivation had reached the level of Blood Saint, so the strength of his body was comparable to fine iron, so he would not be bruised by rocks at all. As for the wounds on his body, they were all scratched by the dragon's claws, not caused by bumps and collisions while escaping.
Long Zaitian's feet were like electric drills, drilling a hole into the rocks under his feet.
Seeing such a situation, Jiaolong also showed a joking look, thinking that he could finally avenge his son. Jiaolong is not in a hurry to deal with Long Zaitian, because in Jiaolong's view, instead of dealing with the enemy in anger, it is better to see how the enemy struggles in the face of death. Appreciating the pain of his enemies is his greatest joy.