After solving the true immortal-level blood-colored dragon king, the remaining journey of Tongtian Blood Sacrifice River was no longer very threatening. A small number of blood-colored killing monsters could not pose any threat to the human monks of the Zhou Dynasty.

Along the way, Zhang Heng stood on a gray ship, closing his eyes to rest, and not hearing about external things.

Yun Yi guarded his master with a little guard.

In Zhang Heng's spiritual core space, three immortal treasures are suspended: Yuntian Fairy Gourd, Breaking the Sky Sword, and Wind and Thunder Fan.

The endless stream of light golden light operates in this spiritual core space in a mysterious and dark way. The powerful power of refining the emptiness penetrates Zhang Heng's limbs and bones, and internal organs.

Since entering the fourth level of the ancient tower, the spiritual energy of the Void Refining in Zhang Heng's body is no longer the spiritual energy of the lower realm. Even if it is called "Void Refining Immortal Qi", it will never be over.

In fact, in the practice of refining heaven and earth, the fourth level of refining the virtual spiritual energy is called "refining the true light of emptiness".

Even if you have not entered the upper realm, the "refining true light of emptiness" that Zhang Heng possesses can restrain the fairy spirit of all attributes of the same level.

Refining the true light of emptiness, I am the same king, swallowing all things, which is several times more domineering than "refining the spiritual energy of emptiness".

Zhang Heng also expected that the nine floors of the ancient tower, every three floors, would have a leap in its own power.

In the first three levels, the magic power that Zhang Heng moved in his body was "refining the virtual spiritual energy", and in the middle three levels, it transformed into "refining the vacuum and vacuum".

"If you have the opportunity to enter the seventh level, what kind of powerful existence will the 'refining Void True Light' advance?"

Zhang Heng's heart was full of expectation.

"Buzz~"

At this moment, the fairy treasure "Yuntian Fairy Gourd" was swaying slightly in the spiritual core space, and there seemed to be something foreign to struggle inside.

"Damn human monk, let me out!"

The voice of the blood-colored dragon king came from the Yuntian Fairy Gourd, with a few traces of coldness and viciousness.

A smile appeared on the corner of Zhang Heng's mouth. He knew that the "Nine Nether Frozen Ice Flame" could not seal this true immortal-level divine beast for too long, so he closed his eyes and looked at it for a long time.

As expected, the "Nine Nether Frozen Ice Flame" did not freeze the blood-colored Dragon King for too long.

Whoosh!

At this moment, a golden figure suddenly appeared in the spiritual core space, which was Zhang Heng's clone.

At this moment, the clone showed a light golden energy state, came to Yuntian Fairy Gourd, and placed one hand on it.

Suddenly, a powerful ray of "refining emptiness true light" was injected into the "Yuntian Fairy Gourd".

“Ah~’

In the dark gourd space, the blood-colored dragon king was baked by clusters of orange flames, and a layer of dragon scales condensed around his body, with blood shining brightly.

But even so, those shrill screams still continued.

"No! Stop!"

The blood-colored dragon king was in great pain, his body kept rolling in the void, and his soul and his wife were suffering from unimaginable torture.

Although the orange flame emitted from Yuntianxian's gourd seems gentle, it has a very strong torture ability. Over time, it can completely torture people.

"Hmph, be honest with me. If you enter my 'Yun Tianxian Gourd', don't try to escape."

Zhang Heng's cold voice was transmitted in the dark gourd space.

"Who are you? You actually have such a powerful magic weapon of immortals!"

The Blood-colored Dragon King asked with lingering fear, and invisibly he felt a strong fear of Zhang Heng, who owned the treasure master.

"You don't need to ask who I am. Zhang is curious, will your master save you?"

Zhang Heng said with a smile, but in fact he already had the answer in his heart.

"Master?" The blood-colored dragon king was stunned. Under Zhang Heng's wise and transparent eyes, he said with a dim expression: "How could my master care about me, a small person of true immortality..."

"Haha, the Blood Killing God Emperor is really such a personality. I wonder what challenges we will face next? Zhang is a little looking forward to meeting him again in the main cave."

Zhang Heng's clone said to himself, but he was surprised by the true strength of the Blood Killing God Emperor.

Even the true immortal-level figures are insignificant little people in front of him.

"How strong is the Blood Killing God Emperor? So what about compared with Yu Wuji?"

Zhang Heng's heart was secretly compared.

After pondering for a moment, Zhang Heng's clone turned into a golden ball of light and sank into the spiritual core space.

In the spiritual core space, return to peace.

"Who is this human monk? Judging from his meaning, it seems that he has dealt with my master!"

In the dark gourd space, the blood-colored dragon king did not dare to act wildly anymore. He was shocked and doubted, and had some speculations about Zhang Heng's identity.

“We have already walked two-thirds of the journey…”

The Golden Peng Demon Saint King had green eyes staring at the end of the Tongtian Blood Sacrifice River and spoke to remind him.

"That true immortal-level divine beast has been bound, so there should be no danger next."

The monks below began to speculate.

As most monks imagined, they encountered no danger along the way, and the number of blood-killing monsters was much smaller.

The speed of the gray ship kept rising, approaching the end of the bloody river little by little.

After a while, a circle of soft blood-colored ripples suddenly appeared in the sight of the monks, just at the end of the Tongtian Blood Sacrifice River.

"It's here, we're here soon!"

Many monks were excited and stared at the soft blood-colored ripples, their eyes showing expectations and worry.

"That's the area where the Blood Killing Lord Cave is located?"

Zhang Heng reached out and held his cheek. His spiritual sense had already reached that area, but was bounced back by a powerful force. Even the divine eyes could only see a little blurry outline inside it.

Hug--

Nearly a hundred gray ships, carrying about one hundred, sixty or seventy powerful men from the Zhou Dynasty, approached quickly towards the blood-red rippling area.

It's close,

Nearer...

The monks tried their best to suppress their mood and keep themselves calm.

Everyone understands that in the face of this huge temptation, there is still an unimaginable crisis hidden.

Ten thousand miles, five thousand miles, one thousand miles...

The gray ship just dropped suddenly.

At this time, the monks could already see the faint scene inside the blood-colored ripples.

call!

The gray ship gradually landed.

"arrive!"

The Golden Peng Demon Saint King made the "swoosh" sound, and the speed was the fastest, leaving the "Tongtian Blood Sacrifice River" like lightning and entering the interior of the blood-colored ripples circle.

When you look into it, this blood-colored ripple circle is actually a divided area, which can block the spiritual consciousness within its envelopment.

Of course, whether the blood-colored ripple circle has any other effects is not something that outsiders can know.

"Let's go there too."

Zhang Heng and the other two also flew away from the "Tongtian Blood Sacrifice River" and entered the blood-colored ripples circle.

As soon as I stepped into this area, the surrounding scenery suddenly changed and I lost contact with the outside world.

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