Xuanhuan: the Way of Heaven Revolves Around Me

　　It is reported that when the Chongxiao secret realm was opened, the Chongxiao saint beheaded Liu Guanzong, who was at the pinnacle of the realm with his cultivation in the early stage of the realm, and then there were rumors that the senior brother Yu Yuan was defeated when he was expelled from the realm. In the hands of Holy Son Chongxiao.

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　　To sum up, it would be better if he was not suppressed in this secret realm, but at this time, he and the Holy Son Chongxiao were both suppressed in the early stage of entering the Yuan realm, and when they came up, they lost an arm. What does he do to fight the opponent? !

　　For now, the only way is to immediately look for the blood pool in the secret realm, unblock the cultivation base, and then go back to the place.

　　As for his broken arm, Qin Zai didn't take it to heart at all. As long as he recovered to a cultivation level above the Profound Realm, it was just a mere arm, and he would be able to recover immediately.

　　It's just that Qin Zai, who was immersed in his imagination, didn't notice that there was a strange purple crack quietly opening above him. It was not until a dazzling knife light flashed out of the crack that his spiritual sense finally reacted. .

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　　In a hurry, Qin Zai could only use his entire body of spiritual energy to counterattack with the only remaining left hand.

　　However, in his incredible gaze, his left arm was cut straight off.

　　"It's weak."

　　Fang Mingjing's young voice sounded behind him.

　　Qin Zai turned his head in horror, only to see Fang Mingjing's figure appearing in another purple crack.

　　Then another knife.

　　This knife went towards the head of Qin Zai's item.

　　The next second, Qin Zai's head was thrown high, and the body fell to the ground.

　　Qin Zai is dead.

　　To be honest, the prince of the dignified Yan Dynasty, and the monk in the middle stage of Jie Habitat, Qin Zai died very aggrieved.

　　Because the other party didn't follow the same way as Zhang Feng, it was impossible to block Fang Mingjing's attack when he could only use the cultivation base in the Primordial Realm.

　　He couldn't even take out his usual weapon because the storage ring couldn't be used. It was just a joke to compete with the open Fang Mingjing with such a physical body.Xi.

Chapter 192

　　After wiping Qin Zai, the fifth prince of Dayan, with a knife, Fang Mingjing also read the information in the stone tablet.

　　The blood pool, the blood moon, the inheritance of the god-shaping realm——

　　All the connections in this are quickly apparent.

　　It's just that Fang Mingjing felt that something was wrong. His intuition was that the existence of the blood pond or the stone tablet seemed to be a bit deliberate, but the specifics could not be said.

　　Forget it, take care of him!

　　In short, Fang Mingjing is not interested in the so-called inheritance of the so-called God-shaping realm, so no matter what the tricks are in this secret realm, it is difficult to affect him.

　　However, not everyone has the same careless attitude as him, because there are more than one stele in the secret realm, and like mushrooms after a rain, they quietly appear in every corner of the secret realm.

　　 Any monks who learned about inheritance information from the stele were ignited almost instantly.

　　Blood pool!

　　There was enthusiasm in their eyes.

　　Especially for those loose cultivators, this means that they do not need to compete with those disciples from powerful forces, as long as they can find and bathe the most blood pools, the final inheritance will fall on that person!

　　excitement!

　　Surging!

　　turbulent!

　　fanaticism!

　　Driven by various emotions, they began to run in the forest one by one, just to find the blood pools that may be hidden in the secret realm.

　　Under such a tone, most of the competitive actions of everyone are placed on the search for the blood pool, so the secret realm is generally calm.

　　It's just that in this calm, I don't know how many undercurrents are surging.

　　"Is it night...?"

　　The light in the secret realm gradually dimmed.

　　Fang Mingjing looked up at the sky, and saw another blood moon rising unknowingly. When the scarlet moonlight filled the entire forest again, the breath on his body also became a little deeper. point.

　　Middle stage of condensing reality——

　　Feeling the surging spiritual energy in his body, Fang Mingjing couldn't help narrowing his eyes.

　　one day.

　　In just one day's work, the power of the blood moon has been enhanced to this point, restoring the cultivation level of everyone in the secret realm from the early stage of entering the original realm to the level of the middle stage of condensing the real realm.

　　It can be speculated that there are definitely a lot of blood pools found today.

　　boom!

　　Suddenly, there was a roar in the distance, and then, a blood-red beam of light shot up into the sky, reaching the sky. The bright red light was so conspicuous that even the cultivator in the most remote location in the secret realm could see it clearly.

　　what?

　　Could it be that a strange treasure was born?

　　Just when most of the monks were rushing to the place of confusion and confusion,

　　boom!boom!boom!boom!boom! ! !

　　Blood-red beams of light shot up one after another, rising from every corner of the secret realm one after another.

　　One, two... nine, ten, eleven.

　　A total of eleven blood-red beams of light were scattered in every corner of the secret realm.

　　Some quick-responding cultivators vaguely guessed something, and immediately showed ecstasy.

　　The monks who cultivated in the realm have the ability to fly in the sky, and it seems that there is no space in this secret realm.

　　Therefore, Fang Mingjing saw an extraordinarily funny scene next. A large number of monks flew in one direction under the blood moon. That appearance looked a bit like a moth swarm flying into the fire.

　　"These people feel a little pitiful..."

　　Gently jumped to the top of a big tree, Fang Mingjing calmly watched the countless black spots converge towards the blood-colored beam of light.

　　If you guessed correctly, the eleven blood-colored beams of light should be where all the remaining blood pools are located, and now their location has suddenly become so dazzling that almost all the monks who are interested in winning the inheritance of the god-shaping realm cannot sit still. .

　　Fang Mingjing felt something was wrong.

　　This secret realm gave him a very deliberate feeling...

　　Whether it was the sudden appearance of the stone tablet, almost everyone knew about the method of inheritance, and the outbreak of the blood-colored beam of light was like urging everyone to hurry to the next stage...  

　　In fact, it is not that there are no monks who feel that something is wrong, but they are here for inheritance, and now the opportunity is in front of them.

　　So everyone is dragged forward.

　　"It seems that there will be a result after tonight, but I want to see what is hidden in this secret realm."

　　At the muddy animal path overgrown with weeds, a young man in white also looked up at the blood-colored beam of light in the distance.

　　In the shadow behind him, a pitch-black monster was hiding in the shadow and quietly stretched out its sharp claws. However, before it could do anything, a dazzling sword light fell from the sky, directly pinning its head on the on the ground.

　　The look on Yu Yuan's face was inexplicable.

　　He thought of the first night he stepped into this secret realm, when an ethereal voice mentioned [People of the Holy Land? ], and then disappeared.

　　What is certain is that someone has been observing them in this secret realm.

　　Om-!

　　There was a clear cry from a distance, and the next moment, I saw eleven beams of light standing in the secret realm. One of them suddenly shrank suddenly, and then it turned into a red star that spread across the sky and dissipated between the sky and the earth.

　　This seems to herald a start.

　 　Everywhere in the secret realm, clear voices continued to come from afar, and then the beams of light were seen shrinking and unraveling one after another.

　　Nine... eight... seven... six...

　　However, in the cup of tea, five beams of light disappeared one after another, and when the red star radiance dissipated, the blood moon in the sky seemed to be stimulated, and the heterogeneous fluctuations spread out with the moonlight.

　　this moment,

　　The breath of all the monks in the secret realm rose rapidly, and in a blink of an eye, they jumped from the middle stage of the condensing realm to the peak of the life-profound realm!

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　　I was reminded in the book review area that I found out that the previous chapter numbers were all messed up... It is more troublesome to modify the previous ones to ask for permissions. Just start correcting this chapter. .

Chapter 193

　　Under the blood moon, the bright and hot blood pool quickly became dark.

　　A slender hand with a charming texture protruded from it, and the dirty blood dripped down the wrist, but there was no blood on it.

　　Liu Anran walked out of the blood pool with a naked body.

　　She walked a few steps to the bottom of a big tree, bent down and picked up a long white dress from the weeds, with a corpse lying on the edge of the dress.

　　Wu Chunyu's body.

　　He died with a look of astonishment on his face, as if he didn't understand why Liu Anran suddenly killed him.

　　However, this was a matter of course for Liu Anran.

　　Because the other party knew the function of the blood pool, and seemed to have the heart to fight for it, Liu Anran naturally wanted to kill him with a sword.

　　It's a pity.

　　Liu Anran actually likes the way the other party has been around him all the time to please and flatter, and he also intends to send the other party to seek trouble with the Holy Son of Chongxiao, but he never thought that such a change would suddenly occur in the secret realm.

　　But it doesn't matter.

　　Liu Anran put on a dress and tidied up a bit.