v4 Chapter 205： Killing at the Sea Palace (2/2)

Xiao Chen's heart moved slightly, and she immediately took the blood crystals into her hands, and felt the pure and surging blood power coming from her.

Imperial Blood Crystal!

Carefully put the blood crystals into the storage ring, Xiao Chen's eyes fell on the corpse of the long-necked monster, but now it actually dissolves quickly, the flesh disappears and exposes the sensible bones, and finally turns into blood and merges into the sea of ​​blood, as if It was originally a creature born in the sea of ​​blood.

Xiao Chen frowned. The sea of ​​blood was so mysterious that it seemed to hide a great secret. But at the moment he has no interest in this, what really attracts him is the summon in the depths of the blood sea.

After entering the sea of ​​blood, it is getting stronger and stronger.

Xiao Chen pursed his lips, and his consciousness spread out. After careful investigation, it was determined that there was no hidden crisis, and then he stepped into the left eyebrow to practice. This approach is naturally to save time. After all, it is only ten years. He still needs to refine countless blood crystals, and his future crisis is unknown. He must pay close attention to every minute.

January!

Xiao Chen slashed thirty-six **** sea monsters, and his strength became stronger and stronger as he advanced. The last one barely reached the level of human power. He was killed, and His Majesty's soldiers suffered some injuries, but fortunately, no deaths occurred.

At the same time, he also harvested thirty-six blood crystals, all of which belonged to the imperial rank, and contained endless blood power, each of which was priceless.

Xiao Chen stepped forward and stepped down, stepping on the second floor of the bleeding sea.

At the heart of the Blood Sea, a towering palace on the suspended sea surface slowly emerges.

The temple is thousands of feet high, and it is like a place where the gods live. It just stands on the surface of the sea, and it has a strong breath of years, as if it had existed long ago, and will stay here until the destruction of the heavens and the earth will never disappear.

A rush of coercion emanated from the temple. Although faint, it was enough to make a powerful monk stop.

Xiao Chen's gaze was faint, his eyes filled with firmness and no sign of shrinking, only because of the strange calling power that emerged from this palace. . .

The vast sea of ​​blood came all the way down, and the palaces on the sea stretched for thousands of miles, resembling the Pluto palace.

A blue shirt stood quietly, a little while, moving forward in silence.

Enter the hall.

Xiao Chen looked cautiously, but his consciousness emerged as if suppressed by some strange force, which could only cover the space of thousands of square feet. At this moment he stepped up the stairs, the space was quiet, only the sound of stepping on his feet.

Snapped!

Snapped!

There were many steps, and no crisis appeared during this period. Enron walked to the front of the hall. This hall is nameless. Although there is a plaque, there is no word above it, which is slightly strange.

Outside the gate of the palace, two strange blood beast statues stood tall, all of which were thousands of feet in size. Although they were dead, a little coercion emerged from them, permeating the entire space, making people feel awe in their hearts. Xiao Chen's eyes fell on the blood beast sculpture outside the hall, his pupils contracted slightly, and then he returned to peace.

The palm fell, the door opened silently, and Xiao Chenang stepped into it.

The light in the hall is slightly dim, and there are scattered blood spots of light-colored treasures. Although it is not bright, it is enough to make people see the surroundings. Behind the gate is a huge hall that is extremely wide. It can not be seen to be as large as a square, with tall columns standing like crystal, and is translucent. It is engraved with pictures on it, all of which are interspersed between the flames of war. In the picture, countless souls have been slaughtered.

Although it is just a scroll, it feels like it can give people the feeling of being there. It can clearly sense the tragic, unwilling, and resentment from this scroll.

Xiao Chen's eyes glanced from this scroll. Although he didn't know what it was telling, he felt a faint sorrow in his heart. These pictures were firmly imprinted into his spirit, and he could never forget it again.

Watching the painting all the way, moving forward in silence.