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In any case, if the blood king does not die, the Archaean crisis will not be lifted.

This is a heavy burden on the minds of the ancient powers.

But fortunately, the leader's strength is super strong, killing Mo Tao with one sword has brought infinite hope to people.

After Mo Tao fell, Archaean chaos became quiet for a while.

However, people have been paying close attention to the movement of the blood king.

North Sea Jedi, rough seas.

Terrible waves, hitting the sea level.

Thousands of miles under the sea, there is a dilapidated palace, around the palace, incomparably dilapidated, as if there had been a world war.

The king of blood, dressed in a red robe, stood with his hands on his back, suspended in front of the ruined palace.

His eyes were burning, and he was staring into the ruined palace.

Where his eyes could reach, there was a dilapidated altar, around which there was a terrible smell.

Let the tempestuous waves bombard the dilapidated palace, and whenever it is near the altar, the current will quickly weaken.

On the altar, there are signs of fragmentation, a faint light, a flash.

"Saint breath?"

Blood King's pupils are dilated, I can't believe it.

As a strong man in the holy land, he realized the origin of water and could easily sense all the special breath in the sea water.

Even, all the water sources in the world can be used for our own use.

He could clearly feel that there was a saint on the altar.

Sage, that is one of the strongest men in ancient times, standing at the top of heaven and earth.

It can be said that chaos is supreme and saints are invincible in holy land.

However, those who can be respected as saints are rare and unique evil spirits in the world.

"What a strong breath."

The blood king can be sure that the breath left on the altar is definitely the breath of saints.

Because he once saw a surviving saint in the blood sea territory, in the ruins of a god meteorite war.

Although the strong man's Qi and blood were dry and about to fall, the breath he sent out was still beyond his imagination.

"What has this world experienced?"

The blood King frowned and pondered.

From entering the archaic chaos, I felt his extraordinary.

At the moment, seeing the altar, he strengthened his mind.

A bold idea sprang up in his mind.

He walked slowly out to the altar.

He wanted to go up to the altar and see if he could find a saint's legacy.

Hum!

When his breath came into contact with the altar, the whole North sea suddenly changed, and the signs of cracks on the altar disappeared quickly.

Then, the blood king saw an amazing scene.

On the altar, something appeared. It was Sacrifice.

"Is this sacrifice for the saints?"

His eyes, falling on those offerings, were tremulous.

Every sacrifice can make the saint crazy.

"My God."

The blood King trembled and couldn't believe his eyes.

He couldn't help but feel the excitement. He stretched out his hand and wanted to take the sacrifice.

But in an instant he took back his hand.

The sacrifices used to worship saints are stained with the breath of saints. How can ordinary people dye their fingers at will?

He thought of the sleeping saint in the territory of blood sea, who once said to him that a saint should not be humiliated, and that anything with Saint's breath should not be touched.

Once touched, there will be cause and effect.

The stronger the cultivation, the more afraid of cause and effect.

Cause and effect together, the most mysterious, once infected with sage cause and effect, will bring endless crisis.

"Hoo."

The blood King took a deep breath, and finally restrained his inner thoughts.

However, he is not going to give up.

He conjectured that there was once a saint who practiced himself, and these sacrifices were used by the natives of the heaven and earth to worship the saints.

They prayed that saints could protect the world.

"Don't be reckless."

Blood King's eyes turn, thought of a possibility.

His wrist shakes and a water ball forms on his fingertips.

He manipulates the water polo and slowly touches the altar.

Click!

Sure enough, just touching the altar, the water polo broke.

Keep going!

The blood king didn't believe in evil and continued to experiment. Finally, after countless experiments, the water polo successfully entered the altar.

Tick!

The water ball came to a copper bowl and suddenly a drop of water dropped.

Suddenly, the dull copper bowl, emitting a terrible force, swept across the North Sea.

"Not good."

Seeing this, the blood King cried out in a bad voice. His mind moved. His body collapsed and turned into water drops, which integrated into the North Sea.Boom!

On the surface of the North Sea, there are rough seas.

With a bang, a column of water rose to the sky, and the blood King appeared and retreated to the shore.

He was soaked through and his clothes had some cracks.

"It's terrible."

Blood King some palpitations, just if he escaped more slowly, estimated that the small life will account for there.

His deep eyes were staring at the North Sea.

After a long time, he gave up the idea of entering the North sea again.

"With my present strength, it is almost impossible to set foot on the altar."

Blood king is ready to give up.

Hum!

Just then, his message jade pendant rings.

Then, he received a message that Mo Tao was dead.

Before he entered the North Sea, he suppressed several human beings and asked them to help inquire about the news.

The news of Mo Tao's death came from them.

"What?"

The blood King exclaimed.

Although Mo Tao is not as powerful as he is, he is also very strong in the false saints.

It's a step away from the real saint.

Even if he is on Mo Tao, he has no absolute assurance to kill him.

"Isn't the supreme rule of heaven and earth incomplete? Why is there such a strong man? "

When he thought of the saint's altar in the deep North Sea, he was even more shocked and thought that the heaven and earth were very unusual.

"It's not suitable to stay here for a long time."

The blood king said in a deep voice.

As a matter of fact, Fang Chen got the news when there was news in the North Sea.

After sensing the breath of blood king, he came to Beihai at the first time.

However, it was found that the blood King disappeared.

"Gone?"

Fang Chen stood over the North Sea and murmured.

Soon after, news came from Yang Kun that the blood king had entered the space passage and returned to the Shenqiu battlefield.

Fang Chen hears speech, a little surprised.

According to reason, the blood King's strength is so strong that he should not be frightened by the news that he killed Mo Tao, right?

Fang Chen frowned and pondered.

He looked out into the sea.

"Was it the blood king who made the noise in the North Sea before?"

Fang Chen said to himself.

"If he did it, there must be a secret in the North Sea."

The blood King obviously left in a hurry, and returned directly to the Shenqiu battlefield.

Fang Chen guessed that at the bottom of the North Sea, there were holy land creatures that scared off the blood king?

"Go down and have a look?"

Fang Chen is eager to try.

"My strength is no worse than the blood king. If he can escape, I can also escape."

After making a decision, Fang Chen sends a message to the pure blood demon king.

Soon, the pure blood demon king came to Beihai and joined Fang Chen.

The reason why he called the pure blood demon king to go with him was that he untied the inheritance memory and knew some of the secrets of ancient times.

Even more than Yang Kun and others know.

"Hide in Dongming mountain."

Fang Chen simply said something about the situation, pure blood demon king into Dongming mountain.

Poop!

Fang Chen plunges into the North Sea.

The more submergence, the greater the water pressure.

"What a terrible pressure."

Fang Chen couldn't help but wonder. No wonder he never saw anyone come to Beihai. I'm afraid he didn't dare to come.

Looking at the ancient chaos, no one can withstand the water pressure of the North Sea except him.

Fang Chen is more convinced that Beihai is extraordinary.

Under the North Sea, thousands of miles away.

Fang Chen found the dilapidated palace. At this time, he was surrounded by a layer of sword gas halo, blocking the strong water pressure.

"Palace?"

Seeing the broken palace, Fang Chen exclaimed.

"There was a fight here?"

Judging from its fragmentary appearance, there should have been a strong wave of fighting.

"Be careful."

After Fang Chen enters the dilapidated palace, the pure blood demon king's voice comes from the cave.

His voice was heavy, as if he had found something.

"What do you know?" Fang Chen asked.

"Look at the altar in front of you." The pure blood demon king said: "the water pressure swept through the entire ruined palace, but only could not get close to the altar."

Fang Chen's eyes fell on the altar and saw some sacrifices.

"Sacrifice? Is there any sacrifice here? "

On the altar, there are golden fruits, black vines, weapons, pills and so on.

"It's not easy here."

The pure blood demon king's voice is more heavy, "that fruit is the gold source fruit, contains the origin of gold, ordinary holy land is very difficult to get."

"And the black rattan is an ancient tree of ancient times. It is said that its body is indestructible. A leaf can refine a supreme weapon.""And the golden paper, which contains the power of saints."

“……”

Pure blood demon king every word, Fang Chen heart more and more vibration.

"What?"

Fang Chen widened his eyes.

Where on earth is this place and who is worshipped by the altar? Why is there such a precious sacrifice?

It contains the fruits of the origin, the ancient black vine trees, and the paper containing the power of saints

This is only a small part of the sacrifice, and some are covered with hazy light, can not see clearly.

Fang Chen's heart trembles, and the blood runs faster.

"It is very likely that these sacrifices are for saints."

Pure blood demon kingcraft.

"Worship saints?"

Fang Chen was speechless. Recalling that the blood King left Taigu chaos in a hurry, he figured it out.

"The blood King touched the altar and was scared away?"

Saint, that is the super strong one next to chaos in legend.

If you don't become a saint, you're all in ashes.

"Have saints ever appeared in archaic chaos?"

Fang Chen's mind gradually became clear.

He conjectured that there was a saint in archaic chaos, and these sacrifices were to worship that saint.

This altar represents the prosperity of ancient chaos!

He licked his dry lips and his heart beat faster.

The palace is broken, the supreme rule is incomplete, and the saint has long been extinct.

The altar, it seems, is about to break up.

And the sacrifice remains intact.

If you can get one of these things, it will be a great joy.

"Can you get it?"

Fang Chen is eager to try.

However, he was more vigilant, especially knowing that the blood King withdrew from the ancient chaos because of this matter, and was more cautious.

"I don't recommend you try."

Pure blood demon kingcraft.

The sage means to communicate with the heaven and taint the saint's breath is to make a cause and effect with the sage.

"Try it. If it's dangerous, I'll leave right away."

Fang Chen couldn't help feeling excited.

He reached out his finger excitedly and touched the altar.

Hum!

When he touched the altar, all of a sudden, the sky and the earth changed, and the North Sea shook.

He panicked and wanted to retreat, too late.

A ray of sunlight, from the altar.

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