"What kind of ancient lamp is that?" Amu's magic sense swept over, and the depths of his soul couldn't help but tremble, and there was an endless killing aura coming from the ancient lamp.

And the ancient lamp seemed to have been stimulated by Amu's magic sense, and it actually burst out with a wisp of blue-red flames, like a strange elf.

"Woo-" The blood-red dragon that had been hovering over the blood lake couldn't help but be furious when he saw the ancient lamp moving. The blood-red dragon seemed to sense Amu's probing of the ancient lamp, and this behavior seemed to it to be a desecration of the sacred ancient lamp.

With a swing of the dragon's tail, it suddenly rolled up thousands of blood water, almost turning into a blood curtain, but the ancient lamp did not move in the blood lake.

"Woo-" With bloody water, the huge dragon tail swept directly towards Amu, and this blow was comparable to the full force of a monk of the Supreme Spirit Initial Perfection.

"Hmm?" Ah Mu raised his eyebrows, although he was not afraid of this blood dragon, but in the third level of this Desolate Soul Secret Realm, he encountered a demon beast of this level, and he still didn't expect it.

This blood-red dragon, in Amu's opinion, was comparable to a soul-level demon beast, and it was the most powerful opponent that Amu encountered when he entered the Secret Realm of Desolate Demons.

Although he was a little surprised, when the dragon's tail swept over, Amu sneered.

At this time, Amu is the cultivation of the Great Perfection, and he has the black wood to protect himself, unless he is a real soul-level monk, it is difficult to hurt Amu, let alone a soul-level demon beast.

"Boom-" "Boom-", the huge air flow made the blood pool turn over huge waves.

And Amu stood still under the protection of the black wood, and the blood and water that hit the black mangs of Amu's protective body turned into black mist. The blood-red dragon rose hundreds of feet high at once, and the black mist at the end of Zaijian's dragon tail rose, looking like a burning black flame.

Zaijian's blood-red dragon, the dragon's body churned and the red mangs all over his body, and a strange liliang emanated out, and it took a long time to offset those black fogs, and Zaijian's dragon tail actually revealed more than a zhang long Sensen white bones, and the scales at the tail end all turned into black mist and dissipated.

After suffering such a big loss, the blood-red dragon hovered in the void. The dragon's eyes were like lamps, emitting two blood-red rays of light. Although this blood-red dragon has not yet opened its spiritual sense, and in fact, it is not a real dragon clan, but a foreign object formed by the strange space of the Desolate Soul Secret Realm, but the fact that Amu Grain has not moved can make it so embarrassed still makes it angry.

The beast's instinct made it go berserk, and when it rushed down, this time the blood-red dragon did not use its tail, but poked out its two front paws and grabbed at the black wood.

This blood dragon's claws are not ordinary, with a slight golden glow on the claws, sharp as a divine hook. If it is caught right this time, I am afraid that even a spiritual-level monk will not be able to save his life.

It's a pity that although Amu is not at the supreme spirit level, but Kuroki is against the sky, thinking that even the monks of the High Perfection of the Spirit Saint died under the blackwood, regardless of anything else.

As soon as the dragon claw was about to touch the black mangs on the black wood, the golden mangs instantly dimmed, and Zaijian's blood-red dragon claws also quickly turned black, and they were about to atomize when they saw it.

"Whew-"

This time, the blood dragon was a little smarter, and when he saw that it was not good, he hurriedly retracted his claws and flew backwards.

Above the sea wilderness, except for things like black rattan, there is almost nothing that can resist the dead air of the remnants of the coffin, and this dragon claw is no exception.

After two failures, the blood dragon roared in the sky, but he no longer dared to rashly attack Amu. The black wood on top of Amu's head made him deeply afraid.

The remnants of the coffin, the dead air that emanated, it could feel it, and it seemed that there was still an aura from the wilderness.

"Woo-hoo-"

I saw that the blood dragon circled three times, and then suddenly opened its mouth. Hundreds of zhang long blood-red flames, accompanied by the sound of the dragon's roar, went straight to Amu.

This is not an ordinary flame, but a desolate soul blood flame that can burn gold and jade, and can even burn spirit-level magic weapons. The blood-red flames, like mad demons, seemed to burn everything, as if they were going to burn the entire pool of blood.

But for Amu's black wood protection, such a flame is ineffective at all. The remnants of the coffin, after thousands of catastrophes without extinguishing, although the blood flame of this desolate soul is powerful, but compared to it, it is still fireflies and the sun and the moon.

I saw that as soon as the flames entered the protective range of the black wood, they were originally violent, but at this moment, they were instantly annihilated, and they directly turned into black mist and dissipated.

"Whew?——" The blood dragon swirled and flew in the void, roaring incessantly, angry and corrupt, constantly twisting its body, and the dragon scales all over its body stood up.

If it can speak, it must be scolding.

"What kind of broken wood does you have on top of your little black loach, coffin board?"

And Amu must have told it very calmly! This is a coffin board! But it is the remnants of an ancient coffin!

But at this time, Amu has no intention of entanglement with this blood dragon, he wants to accept this blood dragon to see if he will also leave a part of his body, and more importantly, Amu wants to get the strange ancient lamp.

"Go!" At this time, Amu's hand shook, and the Qiankun Ruyi bracelet on his left wrist directly turned into a purple circle of light and flew towards the blood dragon.

Although this Qiankun Ruyi bracelet is a beginner-level soul treasure, it is also the treasure of the Northern Han Sect's Zhenshan, which integrates attack and defense, and can break all the five elements of magic, and the mystery is endless. But on weekdays, Amu rarely uses it, just uses it as a storage bag, which is somewhat dark.

Today, Amu didn't want to use the killer black rattan, and at the same time, he also saw that this blood dragon was empty, and it was definitely not a real dragon from the point of view of the means, so he directly sacrificed the Qiankun Ruyi Bracelet.

At this time, the blood dragon was powerless to deal with Amu and was in a hurry. Suddenly seeing Amu flying out of a purple circle of light, it immediately let out a long roar, it thought that it could finally find a place to vent, and regardless of the injury of the dragon's tail, it swung violently and directly pumped towards the Qiankun Ruyi bracelet.

The dragon swung its tail, and there was a loud "snap-" sound.

If it's a real dragon, maybe who's going to win this time. But this time there was no suspense, there was a loud bang, the Qiankun Ruyi bracelet was unharmed, the purple mangs were clear, and the blood dragon was directly rebounded dozens of zhang, and the dragon's tail was directly pulled down by half.

"Woo-" The blood dragon basically had the ability to howl dryly.

And the momentum of the Qiankun Ruyi Bracelet did not decrease, and the purple mangs suddenly spread, turning into thousands of purple circles, and flying directly towards the blood dragon. Each purple circle of light was a rope that bound the body, and thousands of circles of light directly locked the blood dragon.

From the dragon's head to the dragon's tail, this blood dragon was tied up in a sturdy knot.

"Broken!" Amu raised his eyebrows and shouted.

"Poof-" As Amu expected, this blood dragon directly turned into blood mist and dissipated, it seems that he is also unique to the Desolate Soul Secret Realm.

It's just that in the blood mist, what remains are actually three dragon bones that emit a faint golden light. Amu directly put the keel into the Qiankun Ruyi bracelet, and the latter automatically returned to Amu's left bowl.

At this time, Amu set his eyes on the ancient lamp in the blood lake.

The battle had just begun, and endless waves of blood were rolling, but the ancient lamp was not affected in the slightest.

At this time, the ancient lamp flame swayed gently, and the faint halo of the lamp, red and blue, was quietly suspended above the blood lake, and it seemed that it had not changed for ten thousand years.

"Huh?" Amu snapped. Because he suddenly found that a drop of blood-red lamp oil was slowly dripping and falling in the blood-colored lake. And as soon as the lamp oil fell, it instantly turned into thousands of blood water, and the blood-colored lake swelled violently, and the waves rolled!

"The blood lake is the lamp oil dripping from this ancient lamp!" Amu was extremely shocked in his heart. The surging blood river outside the red light gate, as well as this endless blood lake, are they all turned into lamp oil?

"What the hell is this lamp?"

Amu stepped forward, only three feet away from the ancient lamp.

The flickering flame on the blood-red ancient lamp was strange and mysterious. One will be blood red, one will be blue, one will be colorful, one will be pure white, Amu has never seen such a magical flame.

Gradually, the color of the flame magnified in Amu's eyes, filling Amu's entire eyes. It's burning!

What is that?

Blood-red pictures!

It was an endless blood-red desert, it was a blood-red snowstorm, it was a rolling blood-red mountain, it was an endless rolling red stream.

The scenery is changing, but everything is blood red.

Countless monks who are flying in the sky are fighting fiercely! Flying swords, magic weapons, red light in the sky!

The mountains that are thousands of feet high have collapsed, and countless mountains and rivers have disappeared. Rows of black-armored soldiers riding unicorn monsters and holding Changge fell, and endless corpses turned into a mist of blood.

There was no shouting of killing, only blood light, one by one the monks fell, and one magic weapon was broken. The sky is falling, and the blood is raining and the wind is bloody. In that shijie, there is only killing.

A man in a large black robe, with a blurred face, stood in the void. He is a hundred feet tall and looks down on everything, as if he is the master of this shijie!

And in his hand held a blood-red lamp.

"Haha! Tremble, Tremble, Tremble, Soul Ancient Lamp, Stir the Three Realms!" the big black-robed man's voice echoed violently. And the blood-red lamp exudes a strange brilliance.

Whoever sees that strange color will have a surge of blood. Slaughter everything, only my fighting spirit!

Kill, kill, kill! Everyone's fighting spirit will be awakened.

"Boom-" A muffled thunderbolt exploded in Amu's mind.

"Wow-" Amu directly knelt in the black light formed by the black wood, and spurted a mouthful of blood! His eyes were bloody, his body was murderous, but his face was extremely pale, and at some point, Amu actually took out the black rattan. The black mangs are full of murderous energy.

Just now, the sea of blood in the blood lake was churning, the wind and thunder were raging, just because Amu was alone, hunting in black robes, shouting and killing, and the black rattan danced like the wind, and Amu didn't know what he had done.

"Demon, the unyielding person of heaven and earth! Demon will, the unwilling thought of eternity! Demon Dao, the road to heaven of 30,000 avenues. Demon cultivation, do not go against the heart of the blood to cultivate. Immortals block and kill immortals, Buddhas block and destroy Buddhas, only my demon way, and eternity is the only one. At this time, the Ancient Desolate Demon Scripture reverberated in Amu's mind again.

Rao is like this, Amu actually calmed down for nearly half an hour, since Amu's practice, there has never been any kind of magic or magic weapon that can control Amu's mind like this.

At the moment just now, Amu didn't know if he was an illusion or the scene of the real ancient battlefield that remained in the ancient lamp. But Fang Cai Amu was indeed infected and couldn't restrain himself.

"What a demon lantern, Battle Spirit Ancient Lantern!" Amu wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and slowly stood up.

The ancient desolate demon scriptures echoed endlessly in his mind, and the demonic intent in Amu's body rose, but his eyes were already clear.

Amu sneered, and slowly walked towards the battle spirit ancient lamp. The ancient lamp of the war spirit, Amu is bound to win!

But at this moment, a huge whirlpool rolled up in the sea of blood, and a desolate aura and full of battle intent suddenly dispersed.