The junior monks quarrel with each other, mostly with ugly things, stirring up their minds, and the same is true among the old guys, but the pattern is much bigger.

"Brother White-haired laughed again, the matter of the independent Blood Shura clan is purely a rumor, my loyalty to the Blood Shura clan-"

After a flash of his gaze, he returned to normal, and Yaksha replied with a smile.

"Your Excellency wants to talk nonsense with your eyes open, then talk slowly alone, the old man will not be accompanied!"

The other party was only halfway through his words, and the white-haired wolf lord interrupted directly domineering and disdainful, as if he didn't have the slightest interest in listening.

Before the words fell, he fell into the abyss below, like a divine mountain smashing into the sea.

Boom Boom Boom –

There was an explosion all the way, and the figure quickly disappeared into the depths of the storm below.

......

On the cliff, on the face of the Yaksha, the smile slowly retracted, revealing a hideous surface like a cannibal, and the anger in his eyes burned.

The wolf clan and the blood Shura clan have never dealt with each other, and since ancient times, I don't know how many fights have been fought. Today, it is obvious that the old hatred has not disappeared, and new grievances have been added.

After snorting coldly, a cloud of thunder and lightning came out of his head, turning into a thunderous figure and falling to the ground, and his true body also fell downward.

This person is strong, and there is no need to say more about the process of breaking the formation.

Boom Boom Boom –

Sweeping all the way, blasted out a passage, and entered the depths under the storm.

After going down to the depths, it is to find it, even with the strength of the Yaksha's cultivation, the divine consciousness in this heaven and earth will be blocked.

......

It didn't take long for Yaksha to flash his eyes and spot the Vortex Gate, which was empty of other monks, including the white-haired wolf lord who had come in before him.

But in his mind, a strange feeling began to come from him.

Don't forget, he's also a Blood Dao Monk!

"What does it feel like...... Something seemed to be in that whirlpool, calling me to come closer...... The blood tyrant is here, what kind of blood treasure is left behind?"

Yaksha muttered, his eyes lit up, but he was still awake.

In the end, it was a Spirit Ancestor-level cultivator, and he didn't get hit as easily as clouds and lightning as he did.

......

Although his heart was moved, Yaksha was a cruel and cunning and cautious person, and he did not go in immediately, but continued to search until he found no other anomalies, and then returned to this place again.

Sou!

Without further hesitation, he rushed out towards the whirlpool with his defensive powers.

Swish!

In a flash, the figure disappeared without a trace.

The Blood Lady was sure that the Blood Sea Space, which a spiritual ancestor-level monk could not enter, was actually entered by the Yaksha, and something unusual must have happened!

......

The sea of red blood is lying at the feet, boundless and shocking.

This was the first sight Yaksha saw after he fixed his figure.

This scene did not make him dignified, he only felt extremely excited, this is the nature of the Blood Shura clan - bloodthirsty.

"There must be a good baby, there must be a big opportunity, and it is a big opportunity in the blood path!"

Yaksha said with a tremor in his heart.

As soon as he felt it again, he flew out in a certain direction, and once again felt in his mind that there was a mysterious existence in that direction, calling him!

......

Zizi!

Yaksha was not only a Blood Dao Cultivator, but also Lei Xiu, incarnated as a javelin-like lightning bolt and flew into the distance, much faster than Fang Junmei and Yang Xiaoslower had come before.

After a while, I came to the vicinity of the previous floating island.

The scene has changed!

No more floating islands!

No more statues!

No more Lady Blood!

Even the hundreds of furnace monks who sank in the water didn't know where they went, but on the surface of the sea, there were a lot of rotten stumps and broken arms, and some clothes-like things, and it could be seen that they had experienced a great war, and it was not recently.

And the white-haired wolf lord who went down to the abyss first stood tall in the sky, looking down at the scene below, his eyes flashing.

Sensing that the Yaksha was coming, he only glanced at it slightly, and there was no other movement.

The Yaksha's pupils shrank slightly, and they also looked at it from all sides.

......

"Brother White-haired, it seems that you and I are late, a good show has ended, even if there is any chance, I am afraid that it has been snatched away by Kong Hanhai, who arrived early. ”

After a few moments, the Yaksha said in a strange voice.

The white-haired wolf manager didn't pay attention to him either, picked a direction, and flew out, obviously not giving up so easily.

This time, Yaksha was not angry, but smiled meaningfully, and also picked a direction, looking out, not far from the direction where the white-haired wolf lord went.

......

The world of the sea of blood seems to be boundless.

But with the cleverness of the white-haired wolf lord and the yaksha, he quickly realized that this world of blood was not really boundless, but it was as if it was flowing on a huge ball, and it was impossible for you to walk through it for a thousand or ten thousand years.

On this day, the white-haired wolf lord and the yaksha stopped at the same time, and their divine sense discovered something else.

Whoop -

On the sea in front of him, a huge whirlpool, spinning rapidly, the blood-colored mist steaming, if it weren't for the water, the storage was not much different from the one outside.

"Could it be a passage out?"

The two of them said a word in their hearts, and their divine sense probed, but they couldn't penetrate it.

Although the two were suspicious, neither of them really went out, wrote down the location, and continued to search.

......

After a round of searching, they returned to the vicinity of the former island, and found no other anomalies, and the two began to burrow underwater again.

This drill is a counterattack from the sea of blood that was immediately attracted, and without saying a word, it is a battle.

Boom Boom Boom –

The sound starts in two directions.

These two great Spirit Ancestor-level cultivators blasted through the sea of blood and drilled down with a devastating one.

But below—as if it were endless, there was no bottom at all, and the blood and water that had spirits, after being crushed, gathered and killed, seemed to be endless.

......

Little by little, time passed.

Even the white-haired wolf lord and the yaksha, no matter how determined they are, feel depressed.

After three days and three nights, Yaksha finally gave up first, took out a pot of blood wine, sat in the void, and drank it in a big gulp.

With a gloomy face, he looked like he was impetuous.

And the white-haired wolf lord, after another half an hour, glanced in the direction of the Yaksha and finally gave up. With another groan, he flew in the direction of what appeared to be an exit whirlpool.

"Brother White-haired, are you just leaving? After the little brother drank this pot, he still has to look for it again. ”

Yaksha said.

The white-haired wolf lord snorted coldly when he heard this, but still ignored him and continued to fly away.

A touch of cunning, in the eyes of the Yaksha, slipped by, and the smile became more and more hideous.

"Finally waiting until you're gone!"

Yaksha said in his heart.