The God of Sky & Earth

Hearing Guyue's words, Han Wulong lowered his eyes, as if he was thinking about something, and glanced at Jun Haotian and Zifeng who were lying on the ground. At this time, Han Wulong especially wanted to know what happened next.

"Okay, Guyue, I'll wait a little longer!"

Han Wulong said slightly, but his heart was secretly tense. The large spots of light on the light curtain were all four or five kilometers away. Han Yurou herself was not very concerned about it, but Su Yi, nothing happened.

Watching everyone carry Jun Haotian and Zifeng away, everyone began to ask Elder Zi what happened.

The ordinary elders who had just noticed that something was wrong with Elder Zi suddenly felt a thump in their hearts. Seeing Elder Zi's lifeless face full of despair, he saw him sitting limply on the ground, and said in a daze, "Blood Sword Fruit! It is because of the blood sword fruit that Feng'er is like this! Haotian's injury must also be related to this!"

Guyue and Han Wulong were all surprised. They had heard of this blood sword fruit before, but they had never seen it. At this moment, they were even more confused and thought to themselves.

"Blood sword fruit, is there really such a thing in the world?"

The elders of the princes and the elders of the teaching staff on the side also had dignified faces, and the ordinary elders began to chatter endlessly.

"What is a blood sword fruit? Can it be so powerful? Can it grow under ten thousand meters?"

"I've never heard of it. Yunzhou has this thing?"

"I have never heard of other continents! What is it?"

"boom!"

A powerful breath spread out, and at the same time, a trace of golden horses visible to the naked eye diffused, hitting the high cliff, surrounded by light, a soaring howling sound shook the sky, breaking through the dark clouds.

All of a sudden, the gravel was surging, and the sea breeze was blowing wildly!

"Shut up the fuck! Listen to old man Zi!"

After the words fell, everyone was slightly surprised, but they were all afraid of Han Wulong's strength, so they kept silent.

"what is going on?"

The old man Zi just wanted to cry, and kept beating his forehead with his hands, complaining: "It's all my fault! It's all the fault of that bastard Zuoqiu Feng! I told Feng'er to stop worrying about this matter! Why, why!"

After asking more than a dozen why, he stopped talking, and still relying on whoever urged him, Elder Zi was immersed in the sadness of losing his beloved disciple.

Guyue gently pulled Han Wulong aside, Han Wulong's veins bulged, his neck was suffocated and he let out a rough breath, and said fiercely: "What is this old man Zi doing! We are all about to die, and he is still putting on airs, holding ?”

Gu Yue sighed softly, shook his head and said: "I should be able to guess most of this matter. It should be that the blood sword fruit was born. Zuoqiu Feng ordered them to leave it alone. Zifeng's willful way led to frequent visions just now. !"

"Then this blood sword fruit?" Han Wulong lowered his voice.

"Yes, it has something to do with Qingtian's disappearance. It is said that Qingtian returned to Tianman Continent twice, and one of them went back to Yunzhou! This blood sword fruit is not something from six continents, three states and one sea!" Gu Yue raised his eyelids and mentioned this The name and the things behind it are a little creepy.

Standing with both hands, Han Wulong's robe fluttered behind him, a trace of anxiety flashed across his resolute face, he nodded heavily and said: "Then Su Yi can't make any mistakes!"

"Of course, this matter has something to do with Qingtian. The Palace Master must have guessed it when he went down early. It's best for us to wait here!"

Broken Sword Seabed, a 15,000-meter circle.

Su Yi broke through to 15,000 meters, his muscles, bones, skin, and flesh were all soaked in the sea water. The blood-red liquid passed across Su Yi's skin like crystal white jade, shining in the depths of the vast and deep seabed. Different flow.

"call!"

It was obvious that the pressure of the soul around him began to rise rapidly, Su Yi felt like falling into an abyss, and Yuanyang Tianlong felt a kind of heavy pressure that permeated the world.

"This 15,000-meter circle no longer has the aura of the seven evil spirits, and the pressure of the soul is far from comparable to the circle just now!"

Su Yi's heart sank, as far as he could see, there were bloody oceans and depressed lifeless floating objects everywhere.

Only then did Su Yi feel that this circle was much more difficult than all the circles just now

After 7,000 meters, ordinary warriors and spirits can no longer enter, and the next level is more difficult, and the current circle is equivalent to two to three times the original depth.

"With a distance of 30,000 to 40,000 meters, no matter what, I'm number one!" Su Yi shook his head and said with a wry smile.

Su Yi knew this very well in his heart. If he hadn't possessed the three major kung fus of Yu Tian Jue, Hun Yuan Supreme Skill and Tian Yao Ancient Scripture, combined with the power of the White Flood Dragon God, his body and soul were tempered by the golden dragon in the body of the King Kong, Tianyuan Yaohun continued to hone in the training, and he couldn't hold it anymore.

Therefore, this is the reason why Su Yi dared to fight. If someone was here, he would definitely gasp. Xi Wuqing couldn't even get off five kilometers, and Su Yi relied on his heaven-defying soul coercion. It has already reached a place equivalent to 30,000 to 40,000 meters.

Slightly lucky, supercilious, Su Yi's current goal is 20,000 meters, not only to complete the agreement, but also to see the blood sword fruit, if he can restore the incomplete sword spirit for his blood demon sword, wouldn't it be beautiful thing.

"Boy, let me say it again for the last time, it's not that simple, you save your own life for me! I still want to use my body to reincarnate!"

"Okay!" Su Yi could tell that Tie Hunxuan was concerned about him, so he nodded emphatically.

Scanning Zhou Kong with his gaze, the power of the White Flood Flood Dragon God was activated with all his strength, Su Yi in the sea of ​​blood floated in his clothes, like a blood-red killing god who has survived for a long time in the world.

An invisible coercion made great resistance to the surrounding sky and sea water, sprinting 20,000 meters with all its strength, even the air seemed to freeze, and looked down coldly at the endless blood-colored abyss below.

"Boom!"

The bone-piercing chill under his feet immediately penetrated from Su Yi's body, and the Yuanyang Tian keel began to make a "crackling" sound.

Su Yi's whole body was like a heavy weight, falling rapidly, forming a huge arrow of water bubbles for no reason in the sea of ​​blood, and its long tail was like a shooting star in the sea of ​​blood.

After 15,000 meters, there was no longer the restriction of the seven evil auras, Su Yi raised his speed to the highest possible speed, and the pressure of the sea water that gradually spread over it was like maggots on tarsal bones, constantly seeping in from the meridians of the skin, as if To disintegrate Su Yi's heart and soul again.

In the sea of ​​blood, a white ray of light seemed to be torn apart in the space suddenly, with gold, blue, and red rays of light spreading out slightly. A terrifying high temperature revealed a terrifying feeling that even the soul could not bear. High temperature vertical drop.

The sudden high pressure aroused Su Yi's incomparable killing intent, and the light in his deep eyes surged.

"Just because of this, I want to hinder me! It's a fool's dream!"

"Gudong!"