C3453 (1/2)
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.