Turning his eyes, Zhang Ruochen looked at a group of powerful men from the Dark Demon Realm. None of these people were dead, but they had all lost their fighting power and collapsed on the ground, unable to move.

The thunder and lightning net spit out by the Blood Spirit Fairy was too terrifying. If it hadn't been there, not many people would still be alive.

After thinking for a moment, Zhang Ruochen took out an Exquisite Space Ball and took in these powerful men from the Dark Demon Realm, suppressing them all to avoid any mistakes.

Then, Zhang Ruochen looked at Zhou Yu, Mo Sheng and Xue Tu, who were imprisoned on the Blood God Altar. The three of them were majestic and majestic a moment ago, looking like they were ruling the world, but now they have become prisoners. It can be said that It was from heaven to hell.

Among the three, Zhou Yu's condition was slightly better. Both Mo Sheng and Xue Tu were seriously injured, especially Xue Tu. His body was pierced by the snake tail of the Blood Spirit Fairy. There was a special power left in the wound, even with the powerful recovery of the undead vampire. His strength was actually difficult to repair, and blood continued to flow out of Xue Tu's body.

After confirming that the three of them could not break free from the Blood God Altar, Zhang Ruochen no longer delayed and immediately released his spiritual power and penetrated into the Blood God Altar.

He also wanted to enter directly, but it was obviously unrealistic, unless the Blood God Altar was forcibly destroyed.

From the first time he saw the Blood God Altar, Zhang Ruochen realized that the Blood God Altar was extraordinary and that there must be many mysteries hidden within it, but he never had the chance to investigate it carefully.

With his current cultivation strength, no one can stop him from exploring the Blood God Altar.

The Blood God Altar is entirely made of bones. Since the establishment of the Blood God Religion, countless bones have accumulated over hundreds of thousands of years, making the Blood God Altar taller and taller. It is even more majestic and towering than Qianyuan Mountain, exuding an enchanting atmosphere. The incomparably majestic momentum is intimidating.

Under the Blood God Altar, there is an extremely huge space, where the Blood God's corpse is stored. It is the Holy Land of the Blood God Cult, and it is also a forbidden area. Most people are not qualified to enter. Of course, it is not a sacrifice there. Inside the station.

The Blood God Altar contains strange power and great resistance, repelling the penetration of Zhang Ruochen's spiritual power.

Fortunately, Zhang Ruochen's mental power was strong enough to forcefully break through all the obstacles and follow the aura left by the Blood Spirit Immortal's Holy Thought Body to penetrate deeper into the Blood God Altar.

At a certain moment, Zhang Ruochen's mental power stopped, and a blood barrier appeared in front of him, blocking his mental power.

At this point, the aura left behind by the Blood Spirit Immortal's Holy Thought Body completely disappeared.

This blood barrier is extremely tough. Not only is it difficult to penetrate, but it will also be eroded when the mental power comes close.

"A blood barrier is trying to block me and break it."

Zhang Ruochen's heart moved, and he immediately released more spiritual power and poured into the Blood God Altar.

The powerful mental power was concentrated and turned into a needle, piercing the blood-colored barrier fiercely.

"puff."

After spending a lot of effort, the blood barrier was finally broken, and Zhang Ruochen's mental power was able to penetrate.

"If my mental power hadn't reached the peak of level 59 and been refined in the copper furnace of life and death, otherwise, I might not have been able to break in." Zhang Ruochen was secretly frightened.

With such a strong defense, few people from the Holy King of Spiritual Power would be able to break through.

Among the local monks in Kunlun Realm, there are only a handful of people who have this ability.

Penetrating the blood barrier, Zhang Ruochen's mental power entered a dim blood mist space, like a space bubble, which was extremely open.

Immediately, Zhang Ruochen dispersed his mental power and carefully explored the blood mist space.

"This is……"

In an instant, Zhang Ruochen made a great discovery.

In this blood mist space, there are a large number of oval-shaped cocoons condensed by the blood mist, in which various holy souls are sealed, some strong and some weak, all well preserved and in a sleeping state.

Some of the holy souls in the blood cocoons, even if they were sleeping, exuded extremely terrifying auras, which made Zhang Ruochen feel fearful.

Based on this alone, it can be determined that the Blood God definitely had a special purpose when he built the Blood God Altar.

At the first moment, Zhang Ruochen thought of the ancient sacred mountain of Liangyi Sect and the holy altar ordered by Emperor Ming. Both of them can store holy souls.

"Taohun Platform, Ancient God Mountain, Yin Yang Sea, Blood God Altar, Holy Altar..., is there some connection between them?" Zhang Ruochen thought secretly.

Zhang Ruochen found that the more things he came into contact with, the more doubts he had in his mind, and he couldn't help but have some terrible conjectures.

Zhang Ruochen did not disturb the holy souls sleeping in the blood cocoon, and quickly extended his mental power to the center of the blood mist space.

There is an extremely huge blood cocoon here, three hundred feet long. It is not standing upright, but lying horizontally on the ground, like a coffin.

Zhang Ruochen's mental power passed through the tiny gaps on the surface of the blood cocoon and entered the interior of this huge blood cocoon.

As soon as he entered, Zhang Ruochen was shocked.

Unlike other blood cocoons, what sleeps in this huge blood cocoon is not a holy soul, but a body of flesh and blood.

"Why is the body of the Blood Spirit Fairy in the Blood God Altar?"

Zhang Ruochen felt very surprised.

Apart from the corpse of the Blood God, Zhang Ruochen had never heard of other corpses in the Blood God altar.

In particular, the Blood Spirit Fairy was a legendary traitor who was killed by the Blood God himself, and it was even more impossible for his body to be preserved intact in the Blood God's altar.

The holy thought that was revived earlier exists in this blood cocoon, is being wrapped in a large amount of blood, and has fallen into a deep sleep again.

In this way, even if Zhang Ruochen wants to ask something, he can't do it.

It can be seen that the Holy Thought of the Blood Spirit Immortal is regaining strength, but it should take a long time.

A holy thought can endure for more than 100,000 years without being extinguished, and can accumulate power on its own. After it is exhausted, it can slowly recover, which is really incredible.

After calming down, Zhang Ruochen mobilized his mental power and wanted to take a closer look at the true form of the Blood Spirit Immortal to confirm a few things.

As if being touched, streaks of silver thunder and lightning burst out from the Blood Spirit Fairy's body, intertwining with each other and almost tearing the blood cocoon outside into pieces.

"Bang."

Zhang Ruochen's mental power bore the brunt of the impact and exploded directly, dissipating invisible.

Outside the Blood God Altar, Zhang Ruochen's brows could not help but frown slightly. He did not expect such a situation to happen.

"I want to see what weirdness is hidden in this."

After thinking for a while, Zhang Ruochen made a decision.

With the help of the traces left by his mental power, Zhang Ruochen used spatial movement, and his true body appeared in the blood mist space.

Fortunately, he now has extremely high spatial attainments, otherwise, he really wouldn't be able to do this kind of thing.

The feeling of entering the real body is very different from the feeling of the previous penetration of spiritual power.

"Every trace of blood mist here is extraordinary. If it reaches the outside world, it can turn into majestic blood energy."

Zhang Ruochen whispered, his eyes scanning the wisps of blood mist.

Not only that, he also discovered that these blood mist were not lifeless, but full of activity, as if they had just been separated from the living body.

With his mind spinning, Zhang Ruochen tried to inhale a wisp of blood mist into his body.

When the blood mist enters the body, it automatically dissolves, forming a powerful and extremely energetic blood energy that quickly blends into Zhang Ruochen's limbs and bones.

Incredibly, Zhang Ruochen felt that his injuries were recovering faster, and his lost blood became full again.

However, Zhang Ruochen did not continue to absorb the blood mist. After all, he was not sure whether there would be any harm in absorbing the blood mist.

In any case, it's better to be careful.

After all, the Blood God Altar was created by a god. Who can guess what the god is thinking?

With strange eyes, Zhang Ruochen looked around at the blood cocoons of different sizes.

It is unknown what era these holy souls in the blood cocoon belong to, but they are all extremely well preserved, making one wonder whether they will be resurrected one day.

Zhang Ruochen's mind couldn't help but picture the scene of the battle for the Son of God. The spiritual bodies combined with the bones, and then absorbed a large amount of blood, and became the same as ordinary people. Is this an alternative method of rebirth?

Shaking his head slightly, Zhang Ruochen stopped thinking about anything and walked straight towards the huge blood cocoon that wrapped the Blood Spirit Fairy's true body.

"Huh? This is..."

Zhang Ruochen's expression changed slightly and his eyes were fixed on the ground.

Before he used his mental power to infiltrate, he had never discovered that there were a large number of blood threads extending from the blood cocoon that wrapped the Blood Spirit Fairy's true body, intertwining into a large net on the ground.

Following the direction in which these blood threads extended, Zhang Ruochen discovered that each blood thread actually corresponded to a blood cocoon.

"Are all blood cocoons derived from the blood cocoon in the center?" Zhang Ruochen had a guess in his mind.

In fact, the moment he saw the blood cocoon, Zhang Ruochen thought of the immortal body of the immortal blood silkworm.

Especially when he felt that the breath of these blood cocoons was very similar to the breath of Yan Liren's cocoon body, Zhang Ruochen became even more certain that there must be a great relationship between the two.

If you perceive it carefully, you will find that these blood cocoons contain the strange power of transformation and rebirth. Perhaps because of this, the holy soul in them can be preserved intact.

"boom."

Very suddenly, Zhang Ruochen heard a low heartbeat.

"Uh-huh."

Zhang Ruochen immediately turned his head and focused his gaze on the largest blood cocoon in the center.

Through the tiny gaps on the surface of the blood cocoon, Zhang Ruochen saw that the Blood Spirit Immortal's chest was rising and falling, and a large amount of blood mist poured into his mouth and nose.

"Heartbeat, breathing, the Blood Spirit Immortal is indeed not dead."

A look of surprise appeared in Zhang Ruochen's eyes.

In the blink of an eye, all the blood mist in this space was sucked into the body of the Blood Spirit Fairy.

For a time, this space became empty, and every blood cocoon fell into a state of absolute silence.

"The Blood Spirit Immortal's true body was placed in the Blood God Altar by the Blood God, and he did not really die. From this point of view, what happened back then must have a hidden meaning." Zhang Ruochen thought to himself.
To be continued...