The Lord of Ghost

Boom~

The sudden vibration made the outside forces look sideways.

"What's going on? The secret realm is shaking so violently?"

Immediately, a great leader held a magic weapon and used the power of the magic weapon to move the clouds and mist, and vaguely glimpsed the general situation of the secret realm.

However, when everyone looked at the dazzling and enchanting red in the white mist, even the bigwigs in the chaotic chariot could not sit still.

This red, dazzling red, bright red, all made their blood boil from a distance, and they had a strong desire to fight for it.

"Someone really did it!"

One of the old women murmured to herself. She came from an ancient great sect, and her old face was stunned when she saw the hazy view of the blood pool.

"What is that?"

The old woman said seriously: "Blood of the Supreme Immortal! Also known as the Blood of All Souls."

"In our era, the rumors of immortals have long disappeared. What remains are only fragments of the immortal world, which are proof of life."

"For hundreds of thousands of years, countless creatures have explored where those powerful immortals went, but so far, no one has found the result."

"Perhaps, there are only some records in those ancient and yellowed bone books, but among them is the blood of all souls!"

"That is something that even the legendary immortals desire. I didn't expect that someone would really create it in this life!"

This life is the last life of the secret realm. The geniuses are competing like koi. This is a good time to compete for the fate of heaven, and it is also the final harvest of the painstaking layout.

The Wutong world slowly collapsed, and the last brilliance of the colorful world shocked the creatures of all states. However, one wave has not settled yet, and another wave has risen.

When Mo Li and Gan Wu, two grasshoppers on the same rope, escaped from the last moment of the explosion of the Wutong world, a roaring rumble sounded through the clouds in the farther sky.

What followed was an overwhelming storm of wind and dust.

The two struggled to use the secret treasure to resist the aftermath, and their bodies were covered with scars. The strange petals and the falling spiritual fire like a meteor made them unable to defend themselves. The blood in their limbs and bones burned the moment they were stained, turning into a little bit of scarlet blood, floating towards the core of the Wanling Blood Pool.

"Don't let me know who he is!"

Gan Wu cursed while healing his wounds.

The figure in white clothes under the blood moon left a deep impression on him. He attacked indiscriminately and smiled so kindly.

"Maybe, I know him." Mo Li suddenly spoke.

"Who?"

"A guy who has been planning for a longer time and has greater ambitions than Liu Xuan. Although I don't know who he is, I know that he is one of the three."

Among them, Wang, who became Mo Li's general, was one of them. Wang once told him that there were not only him but two people left from ten eras ago.

Mo Li guessed that the guy in white clothes he met just now was one of them.

"Three?" Gan Wu was surprised. There were three powerful creatures in white clothes?

"Another one will show up soon. After all, this is the time to harvest."

Gan Wu was silent. He joined the secret realm in his last life. His background and planning were far inferior. But he didn't expect that he would become a chess piece.

The blood of the evil spirits contained his blood. After all, he had also shed blood in the previous battle in the core area.

Time seemed to be quiet all of a sudden.

In this way, the two people who escaped from the dead lay on the clear and flowing stream. Here, the sun and the moon rotated, and it seemed that the concept of time was lost.

The atmosphere was silent. After all, they were enemies who were fighting to the death not long ago, but in the blink of an eye, they became grasshoppers on the same rope. It was quite dramatic to say.

Yes, who would have thought it.

I thought Liu Xuan was the mastermind behind the layout of five eras, but I didn't expect that he was the chess piece.

The fairy phoenix already had a master, who should be the man in white, so everything Liu Xuan did was in vain.

Fortunately, the man in white did not kill them all. His goal from the beginning to the end was only the blood pool of all living things.

For ten eras, all the creatures that poured into the Wutong world have become the nutrients of the blood pool. Even in this era, hundreds of thousands of cultivators have died in blood. I am afraid that there are nearly a million cultivators.

When I thought of the red glowing blood pool of all living things, I realized that it was the most precious thing. After all, those who can enter the colorful world are all geniuses. Their blood, the fragments of the Dao contained in their blood, gathered into such a thing, which is really amazing.

After swallowing and exhaling spiritual energy and recovering some strength, Mo Li took out a handful of golden soil.

The moment he saw the golden soil, Gan Wu's mouth twitched, and he suddenly remembered that Mo Li was the guy who got the biggest benefit among the participants!

Apart from the blood pool of all living things and the fairy phoenix, Mo Li is definitely the biggest beneficiary!

On the contrary, everyone else paid a tragic price. Five-time champion Liu Xuan died for this, and as for Qin Yang... it seemed that he got nothing. The precious [Putong Soul Flower] was swallowed by Mo Li on the spot.

"Why are you so far away from me?" Mo Li turned his head and looked at Gan Wu, not knowing why.

Gan Wu spat out two words: "Bad luck."

The mantis stalks the cicada, and the oriole is behind it. The marble is below it. Gan Wu thought he was the marble that had been aimed at for a long time, but he didn't expect that Mo Li had already taken action.

"Hey, we are all on the same rope. If you die, I have to die too."

"You are so far away, how polite!"

At this moment, there seems to be a little more ambiguity in the air.

"This is the first time I found that you can joke." Gan Wu frowned.

Mo Li smiled brightly: "Otherwise, what do you think of me?"

Gan Wu: "Crazy, psychotic."

Mo Li could not deny: "Actually, what you said is not wrong."

Perhaps because of the life poison, which connected the lives of the two, Mo Li was not afraid of Gan Wu. At worst, he would commit suicide, and they would die anyway.

"By the way, you didn't get nothing, did you?" Mo Li looked at the four-tribulation dove crouching beside him.

This spiritual beast, which was a three-headed strange bird at the beginning, has evolved into the current four-tribulation dove, and its blood is more condensed and pure.

You know, the blood of the three-tribulation dove was enough to fight back and forth with the fourth sequence with the strength of seven veins. If its blood reaches the seven-tribulation dove, or even the eight-tribulation dove, how strong will it be at that time?

And Mo Li noticed that in the previous battle, the role of the four-tribulation dove seemed to be deliberately weakened by Gan Wu, stabilizing the battle on the basis of ensuring that Gan Wu did not die, but Mo Li knew that this strange bird was ridiculously strong.

Gan Wu remained silent and didn't want to pay attention to the unlucky guy.

"Hey, don't always have a gloomy face." Mo Li smiled, a rare moment.