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    "The Ten Thousand Spirits Blood Pool is in this small world?"

    "so beautiful!"

    After passing through the light gate, I stepped onto a fairly flat green grassland. The grass and trees in front of me were so lush and tall, the various small animals were lively and cute, living in harmony, and the mountains and peaks were so high. This scene made Zhao Lin and  Zhang Weidong was stunned.

    It is estimated that no one had thought before that the existence of the Ten Thousand Spirits Blood Pool could actually exist in such a space.  The scene in front of them seemed a bit unreal, leaving the two of them stunned.

    Could it be that this is not where the All Souls Blood Pool is?

    Zhao Lin cheered and looked around with joy. She felt that everything here was beautiful. It was much more beautiful than Qingzhou City and a deserted monster desert. She even breathed very comfortably. She even squatted down and touched it.  A small animal that looked like a hare. This little animal was furry and not afraid of people. Instead, it licked her jade finger and ran away quickly.

    "Ah, don't run, I won't hurt you!" Zhao Lin was anxious and subconsciously wanted to catch up, but Zhang Weidong grabbed her in a hurry.

    "Junior brother, why are you holding me back?"

    "Senior sister, be careful, don't be reckless, there may be danger here!"

    "Danger? What danger could there be here? Haven't you noticed? These little animals are just mortal creatures, not even monsters. How can there be any danger?"

    Zhao Lin curled her lips and looked down at the hand that was being held again. Zhang Weidong smiled, quickly let go of his hand, and explained: "Senior sister, if this is really the Ten Thousand Spirits Blood Pool, then you have to be careful, because this may be a  What is arranged by the existence of the demon king is far more dangerous to human monks¡ª"

    "You said it is an existence that far surpasses the Demon King?"

    "yes!"

    "What kind of powerful existence is that?"

    "This, according to the records, there is actually another realm above the Demon King, and that is the Demon King. After the demon beasts of the Demon King's Dzogchen have passed through the 'Three Nine Demon Tribulations' and the 'Transformation Tribulations,' they will cross  Entering a new realm and becoming the Demon King, you can completely transform into a human form!"

    "Beyond the Demon King is the Demon Emperor? Junior brother, how did you know?" Zhao Lin was very surprised.

    "I have read a classic before, so¡ª¡ª"

    "Oh? What kind of book is that? Show me quickly!"

    "Senior sister, I forgot the name of the book, but this is what the records say. It says that the Ten Thousand Spirits Blood Pool is not a collection of blood essences from thousands of demon beasts, but is actually a demon king level demon who is about to die.  Formed from the essence and blood of beasts!¡±

    "Hey, that's not right. Didn't the Jindan Masters already give us instructions before we set off? Why is it different from what you said?"

    When he was at the city lord's mansion, before setting off, Murong Long briefly explained to everyone what he was talking about about the Ten Thousand Spirits Blood Pool. He said that it was made up of the essence and blood of thousands of demonic beasts, and it had been formed after a long period of changes.  All Souls Blood Pool.

    ?This statement was not opposed by any of the other Jindan practitioners present at the time.

    ?Apparently, they think so too.

    Seeing Zhao Lin¡¯s disbelief, Zhang Weidong felt helpless. It¡¯s really hard to explain this.

    He was also wondering.

    How come there is such a big difference in the descriptions of the Wanling Blood Pond?

    However, he felt that the classics in the first study room in the Ling Mansion should be correct. They were collected by beings close to immortals. They were rich and detailed. How could they be wrong?

    "Where is the Ten Thousand Spirits Blood Pool?" Zhao Lin frowned and asked again.

    Zhang Weidong was a little unable to answer. He looked around and said, "We don't know this yet, but wait, I'm sure to find it, it just takes some time!"

    "Are we just waiting here in vain? Didn't someone else get to the Ten Thousand Spirits Blood Pond first? Were you reckless just now? We went to the wrong place -" Zhao Lin sighed helplessly.

    "This should be the location of the Ten Thousand Spirits Blood Pool! As for the others who got there first? Hehe, that's impossible! Senior sister, there are only two of us here, I guess they are also trapped!"

    "Really? Is there a formation here?" Only then did Zhao Lin react and quickly looked around, looking for traces of others.

    Behind them is a forest, but in front is a grassland. They are on the edge of this small grassland.  Only, except for the two of them, no one else exists here.

    Zhao Lin was a little panicked, but she found Zhang Weidong turning back and walking towards the woods behind, and hurriedly followed him.

    "Junior brother, what are you doing?"

    "Find a way!"

    "A way out? Is there any way out here? Can we still go back to the desert?"

    "TeacherDon't worry, sister, of course we are not going back to the desert. There is a giant toothed lion in the middle stage of the Demon King outside. If we go out, aren't we going to die?  "

    "The middle stage of the Demon King! Hey, Qingzhou City is in big trouble now. They should have listened to your words, junior brother -"

    With such a powerful existence, it can sweep away eight real people in the early stage of the Golden Core without the help of other demon king-level monsters.

    Zhao Lin is a little worried about Qingzhou.

    Zhang Weidong comforted him: "Sister, there will always be a way -"

    "kindness!"

    The two of them started searching in the woods one after the other.  Zhang Weidong was looking for something, but Zhao Lin behind him was full of doubts.

    What is the way out in this small forest?

    After a while, Zhang Weidong walked to a thin dark green dead tree. Compared with the other thick ones, it was completely different. He stared up and down for a while, then laughed and said: "Ha, senior sister, I found it!"

    "Found it? What did you find?" Zhao Lin hurriedly followed.

    They saw Zhang Weidong holding the dead tree as thick as his arms with both arms and pulling it out with all his strength.  But the dead tree didn't move at all.

    "Oh, this tree is really difficult to pull out. Senior sister, can you help me?"

    "Junior brother, what are you doing?"

    "Find a way!"

    "Find a way out? Junior brother, if you want a stick, just chop it with a knife. Why bother?"

    "My senior sister, we must not chop. If we really have to chop, we may be really trapped and we have to pull out!"

    Zhao Lin had no choice but to follow Zhang Weidong and make mischief.  She was still muttering in her heart, isn't this guy just playing around?

    It was different from the green grassland Zhang Weidong and Zhao Lin encountered.

    What some people encounter is a world of ice and snow. Except for the thick snow, snow peaks, icebergs, glaciers, and ice caps, it is completely silent and lifeless. Moreover, even the monks feel the biting cold.  Unstoppable.

    On one side it is a place of great vitality, on the other side it is a place of death and silence

    ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? Indeed.

    It is the mysterious wood barrier.

    It not only isolates and forms a space, but also has the effect of an illusion.

    Although this illusory world is not strong and is formed naturally, if everyone acts randomly, they may encounter a life-or-death crisis.

    The only way is for everyone to break this illusion.

    Zhang Weidong strangely found a dead tree, which was actually destroying half of the foundation of the illusion.

    But the foundation of the other half of the illusory world is in the ice and snow, and it has to be destroyed by others.

    At this moment, in this world of black wood barrier, all the monks have not gathered together, but are scattered everywhere, unable to see each other, and even their spiritual consciousness and transmission notes have lost their effectiveness.

    Some people are impatient, but patiently observe the surrounding environment and are very cautious; some people are a little impatient, and when they see green or ice and snow, they rush in curiously.

    With this change, the problem becomes bigger.

    "There is actually such a place in the Blood Pond of All Spirits? Is it a cave space opened by some master? The mountains are beautiful and the water is beautiful. Maybe that mountain is the Blood Pond of All Spirits? Go and have a look!" In one place,  A monk who had completed the eighth level of foundation building was immediately excited when he saw the green surrounding him and the faint mountain peaks in the distance.

    What an opportunity!

    It¡¯s time to give me some advantage!

    With his feet a little lower, he flew out, swimming in the green, heading towards the mountain peak.

    But a moment later, dozens of huge vines sprang up from the ground in the dense grass forest, a hundred meters long, waving and wrapping the monk inside. A scream soon came from inside, and then there was another  It calmed down and everything was as before.

    On the other side of the ice and snow, in an icy valley, two monks who were in the early stage of building the ninth level and in the middle stage of the ninth level appeared. They were lucky enough to meet each other.  They were also the lucky ones who passed through the light gate this time and entered here alive.

    "Brother Ji, what on earth is this place? Even the consciousness has lost its function. Have we gone the wrong way? We have reached a Jedi point? Or is this not a pool of blood of all spirits at all, but a trap?" A monk looked gloomy.  said.

    The other person frowned and shook his head and said: "Brother Long, this is impossible! It's impossible for the Jindan Masters to harm us! If they want to harm us, they can do it at any time - "

    Indeed, if Jindan Zhenren wants to persecute them, don't open any light doors and just throw them into the depths of the Demonic Beast Desert. It is estimated that everyone will die.

    And in the end, everyone also noticed the arrival of an extremely powerful giant toothed lion, which was an existence in the middle stage of the Demon King.?If they hadn't moved faster, they would have died at the claws of the monster by now. Others who didn't come in might not have been so lucky.

    "Then what should we do now? Where can we find the Ten Thousand Spirits Blood Pond? The Ten Thousand Spirits Blood Pond is in the ice and snow?"

    ¡°Well, Brother Long, don¡¯t worry, we will search carefully and we will always find it!¡±

    "Brother Ji, how can we find it if it's so big here? Why don't we just go to the highest snow mountain and have a look!"

    Outside the ice valley is an ice cap, and at one end of the ice cap, a huge peak rises straight into the sky. Even if they want to see its body, they have to look up, as if the snow peak is right there.  In front of us, the abrupt snow-capped peaks were so majestic.

    "Where? Brother Long, why do I feel that we should discuss it again? This place gives me a bad feeling¡ª¡ª"

    "Brother Ji, why have you lost your courage? If you don't go, I will! If you stay here and wait to die, you might not be able to find the Ten Thousand Spirits Blood Pool, and it will be difficult to even get out!"

    The monk surnamed Long said something disdainfully and walked out of the Ice Valley in a flash.

    He had just stepped onto the icy blue ice cap when an icy blue wind blew over him. He dodged without haste and suddenly turned into an ice sculpture, standing completely on the ice cap, lifelike and with a look of astonishment on his face.

    The wind continued to blow, and the ice sculpture was quickly blown away and turned into countless particles, which fell to the ground and dissipated.

    The monk named Long is dead!

    At Taniguchi, the monk surnamed Ji witnessed this process and was frightened to death.

    ¡°This, this, what kind of world is this?¡±

    "Who's here? I heard the reply!"

    ???????????????????? Boom!

    What responded to him was that an avalanche started on the tall snow peak, and countless amounts of snow surged down from the top like a torrent.

    The monk surnamed Ji sat down on the cold snow, his face pale.

    "It's over!"

    "No, run away!"

    The monk surnamed Ji stood up in a hurry and flew towards the back valley.

    ps: I have something to do today, so there are only three thousand and one updates.  However, I will definitely make it up tomorrow, so don¡¯t wait any longer today.

    Finally, don¡¯t forget to rate or like, thank you!
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