Chapter 944

In Yi Heng's eyes, a transparent vessel is embedded on the abyss wall.

Seven feet high, four or five feet long and wide.

The transparent vessel is filled with bright red blood.

A friar sat coiled in a vessel, soaked in blood.

His eyes were closed, his face was pale, and he looked dead.

As the two huge breath twisted in the abyss, the blood in the vessel also churned.

The friars sitting in the blood also fluctuated with the blood.

"Raise, raise blood, friar..."

Yi Heng trembled and whispered.

He suddenly looked up and looked around. There was no such situation above.

The divine consciousness slowly covers downward.

His body began to shake and his heart contracted rapidly.

Under this vessel, sparse vessels gradually appear.

The further down, the vessels are dense.

Thousands of miles later, the whole wall of the abyss was inlaid with blood red vessels.

There was no surprise that in every vessel sat a dead monk.

Judging from the color of skin, it seems that except for the Tianling clan, there are seven other races, and the most is the human friar.

He dared not continue to explore.

Frightened by this, it seems that he can't control Yukong's body and has slightly sunk more than 100 feet.

The two breath that wrapped him kept twisting and rolling.

The blood in thousands of vessels on the abyss wall also churned.

The monks soaked in blood fluctuated one after another.

He couldn't help making a "grunt" sound of blood rolling in his mind.

Thousands of monks were rolling in their blood.

As if the next moment, he would wake up and pull him into the vessel.

"Is the Tianling clan so inhuman?"

He said fiercely in his heart. At this time, he felt that there were too few Tianling families killed in Dabi space.

With a touch of his left hand, a white jade appeared in his hand.

This is definitely the top secret place of the Tianling family and the secret of the Tianling family's strengthening.

His left hand clenched slightly and tried to control his breathing.

I'm afraid all the Terran friars who came down to explore have become a member of the utensils.

Just gently crush the jade slips in your hand, and the great power will escape and destroy all here.

Mana runs and falls slowly.

The divine consciousness seems to be locked by the abyss wall and can't leave for a long time.

A thousand miles, two thousand miles.

As the divine consciousness gradually covers downward, more and more utensils appear in the mind.

His hands were covered with sweat.

"Pei, Pei Renshou..."

Suddenly, his body shook and his divine consciousness locked a transparent vessel two thousand miles away.

There is not much blood in this vessel.

The monk sitting in a circle seems to be not dead yet.

The familiar face made his heart stop beating for a moment.

Although the monk's whole body swelled like a blood bubble, his face was vaguely visible.

It was Pei Renshou, the Terran friar at the peak of lianxu who met once.

At the moment, he is no longer as resourceful as he used to be. At the moment, he can't move, and every pore of his skin slowly leaches blood bit by bit.

The red blood had drowned his sitting knees.

But he seemed to know nothing. He closed his eyes and let the blood continue to leach from his body until the blood ran out and soaked his whole body.

Yi Heng takes a deep breath and keeps falling.

In divine sense, Pei Renshou had no storage ring on his fingers.

That artifact ring must also become the booty of the Tianling family.

The left hand tried again, and the white jade slips in the palm were wet with sweat, and a cool and comfortable feeling came at the same time.

"Many years ago, a man Xiaoxiu also came here. Did he ask you to come?"

Just as he was about to crush the jade slips, suddenly a voice came from his ear. At the same time, the fingers of his left hand couldn't move at all.

His face changed greatly.

"That little monk doesn't bring the friar of star realm. What do you want to do?"

Words don't know where they come from, as if they suddenly appear in my mind.

But the obvious foreign accent let him know that he must be talking to a friar of Tianling family at this time.

He can't move all over.

I don't know what power is holding him.

"Unfortunately, if you get the blood of a man's star territory friar, you should go further, but the spirit devouring clan is about to invade..."

Although Yi Heng knew that the friar was talking to himself, he was like falling into a fog. He didn't dare to answer and couldn't open his mouth.

He regretted it very much.

I thought it would not be found hidden in two huge smells. If I had known this, I should crush the jade slips immediately.

He suddenly felt a soft suction coming from the bottom of the abyss.

The pupils contract violently, only feeling that the body is out of control and falls slowly.

A hundred feet, a thousand feet.

The left hand holds a slightly clenched position.

His face was confused and his eyes were dull.

The only thing he can do now is to compete for the opportunity of the moment.

The godless eyes followed the dense vessels on the wall of the abyss all the way down.

In the vessels, some blood has become red and overflowing, and some monks are still struggling to resist.

Thousands of miles, thousands of miles.

There was no sign of relaxation in the power that imprisoned him.

He couldn't help feeling desperate.

The friar stopped talking. His divine sense had long been afraid to release.

The only thing he can rely on is the soul power far beyond the realm of refining emptiness, so he dare not release his divine consciousness.

As long as you can break free from the power of your left hand, you can crush the jade slips.

The two huge breath became more and more thick, and he felt that he was about to reach the bottom of the abyss.

He kept his unchanged posture and expression, and the power to imprison him did not increase or decrease, just so that he could not move at all.

There is only one chance.

In my eyes, there was finally no vessel on the abyss wall.

The foot touched a hard object, but the power that imprisoned him seemed to prevent him from standing. He only felt that his knees were soft and he had sat on the ground.

Finally reached the bottom of the abyss.

On the wall of the abyss in front of us, there was a huge cave. In the middle of the cave, there was only one monk who closed his eyes and meditated.

Yiheng pupil continues to contract.

Yu Guangzhong, two huge breaths gushed out from the ground where he sat.

His face was still confused, but in the purple house, the soul giant opened his eyes and his face showed a color of horror.

Two huge breaths gushed from the ground.

But the place where the water gushes out is not the ground, but two patterns on the ground.

One black, one white, two round patterns ten feet in size.

He ignored the monks who were still meditating with their eyes closed in the huge cave.

The soul giant stood up and looked around.

At the bottom of the abyss was a huge disk. At this time, he sat in the middle of the disk, between two circular patterns, one black and one white.

Around the disc, a pattern composed of eight neat thick lines.

There are eight big characters in front of the pattern. He knows them all.

"Heaven and earth shake gen, leaving kanduxun!" The thick lips of the soul giant opened and closed one by one, and read eight big words around the disc.

In my mind, on the island, I was forced into the deep hole by the devouring clan, and the appearance of the transmission array appeared again.

Suddenly, he felt his blood prick.

The soul giant in the purple mansion dared not move for a moment.

The monk sitting opposite opened his eyes gently.

"In those days, the Terran minor cultivation was just to stop drinking tea between the two breath. Why are you still safe?"

Yi Heng's heart moved and finally had a chance.