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Chapter 1847 Sound Transmission

"Why, is it not easy to say what I said?" The old ghost said proudly, in fact, his heart was also panicked.

Too right.

One of the surrender masters panicked and said in panic: "Young master... This... the person thrown into the blood pool cannot be released, otherwise the magic circle arranged by the Lord will be destroyed and the Lord's practice will be carried out.

The damage is also very great. If this sin is sinned, let alone a few of us, even the young master, you must not be able to afford it, this is not a fun. "

The old ghost suddenly became overwhelmed, rubbed his hands, and sneaked towards Ge Yu's side. Ge Yu directly glared at it.

This is very simple. You have to fish out the people in the blood pool even if you want to live or die.

Damn, who would care about Wu Long's practice? Ge Yu and the others did a one-time business, and they just finished it and left.

If it could cause some trouble for Wulong, it would be even better, but everyone would rather hope that Wulong would lose his life.

Immediately, the old ghost attached to Songn snorted again: "This is not tightened, put people out, I have my own plan, the righteous father should blame me, I want to take it all."

Those red robe heads glanced at each other, and they felt that Song En was a bit strange today.

One of the Red Robe Heading Master came out and said, "Young Lord, who is good at moving the blood pool is the death of death. This is the command of the Lord.

"Let you remove people, you can quickly remove it, where so many nonsense, hurry up!" The old ghost said viciously.

But those Hongpao Tutor did not move there, and even the gaze to look at Song En was a little meaningful.

The old ghost possessed Song En knew that things would be messed up, so he waved his hand and said, "Damn it, a bunch of waste, they won't do anything, you go up and catch all the people in the blood pool."

With a order, Ge Yu and others walked directly in the direction of the blood pool, and those red robes were going forward to stop.

The old ghost suddenly sipped again: "If who dares to stop me today, I throw him into the blood pool. Who dares to move."

With this word, the red-robed sacrificers stood there and did not dare to move.

Ge Yu and his friends approached the blood pool again. When they were still one or two meters away from the blood pool, Ge Yu looked in the middle of the blood pool, but saw that the broken-armed monk Maipeng was floating in the blood pool at this time.

, The only one hand in one hand, the people in the blood pool are all immersed by blood, and their faces are full of blood. This old monk is unique.

Contaminated.

Seeing someone approaching the blood pool, the old monk's squinting eyes suddenly opened, looked at Ge Yu and others, and then looked in the direction of lifting.

Smart as the Great Monk seemed to see some clues, knowing that Tira came over to save himself.

However, the great monk looked at Ge Yu and others shook his head, and suddenly said: "Don't approach ... hurry up."

Several people of Ge Yu were wondering. Is this big monk crazy? So many people come to save him. He even let everyone leave here. What kind of ghost is this?

After saying this, the big monk closed his eyes again, no longer speaking, who did not enter hell who entered hell.

Soon, Ge Yu knew why.

Ge Yu, who was walking at the forefront, was less than half a meter away from the blood pool, suddenly felt a powerful force from the blood pool, locked myself all over, and then suddenly he would suddenly be suddenly.

Pulling it in the direction of the blood pool.

At that moment, Ge Yu was startled, and quickly gritted his teeth, urging the spiritual power in Dantian Qihai to stabilize his body shape in place, but the suction power spreading from the blood pool still acts on the effect of the effect of the blood pool, and the effect is still on the effect of the effect.

After yourself, keep pulling yourself towards the blood pool.

Black and Li Zejian behind them were also prepared to be in the blood pool and rescued people.

Ge Yu waved his hand behind, and whispered: "Don't approach first."

The people who were about to go behind Ge Yu immediately paused and retreated slowly. Although they did not know what Ge Yu had encountered, there were still some long tacit understanding.

Several people slowly retreated and stopped two or three meters away from Ge Yu, ready to take action at any time.

Ge Yu standing there like a stone carving, resisting the power of absorption from the blood pool, as if there were countless hands, pulling his arms and legs, and pulled it towards the blood pool fiercely.

However, with Ge Yu's cultivation level, he quickly stabilized his body in addition to the brief panic at the beginning.

When I was thinking about how to do the next step, suddenly, the broken arms Master Magon opened his eyes again and looked at Ge Yu's side.

There was a buzzing sound in my mind, and a sound suddenly came to my mind.

"Young man, go quickly. This is not the place you should come. There is only a dead end to stay here."

Although that monk did not open his mouth, his voice passed to his mind. This is a very clever means, called Chuan Yinyou. Ge Yu had heard Master said before, but this time it was the first time.

"This master, we are here to save you out. This blood pool has a very terrifying suction. Can you tell me how to save you from this blood pool?"

Yu didn't open his mouth either, he was just thinking in his mind.

However, the Master Mai Pong quickly led the gods, and once again had a voice floating into his mind: "Lady, you still go, you can't save me, stay here just to die, this blood pool should be as the five elements of heaven and earth.

Power, it is a demon demon method, the power of blood grievances is heer, the power of non -demons is not broken, and ... "

The Master Mai Pong looked at Ge Yu straight, and kept sounding in Ge Yu's mind, but when the Zen Magena Zen Master said here, the words suddenly stopped, and then saw that that, and then saw that there, and then saw that there, and then saw that there, and then saw that that, and then saw that that, and then saw that there, and then saw that there, and then saw that that, and then saw that that, and then saw that that, and then saw that that, and then saw that that, and then saw that, and then saw that there, and then saw that that, and then saw that that, and then saw that there, and then saw that that, and then saw that there, and then he saw that that, and then saw that.

The face of Zen Mai Mai changed his face, and he spit out a large mouthful of blood out of his mouth, and fell into the blood pool.

Immediately after, the blood pool seemed to be boiling, the power of blood resentment turned into the red mist, floating towards the three -legged Ding Ding above the head, and then gathered together, which was absorbed by the three -legged Ding.

After a sip of blood, Master Mai Pong's face was hard to see the extreme. He turned his head to look at Ge Yu again, but he couldn't speak. He opened his mouth and cut a mouthful.
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