Chapter 844 Bloody Face
The old ape hadn't gone far, and when he noticed this scene, he stopped and looked up with a solemn expression.
At this time, the night has long passed, and the sky is bright.
But above the sky in the distance, there are quaint and vast stars, flickering and dark, the stars are chaotic, and there is no trace to be found!
"Grandpa, what's going on?"
Yuan Linger's training time is still short, and she has never seen such a strange scene, so she couldn't help asking.
"I have never seen such a vision of heaven and earth."
The old ape shook his head and said slowly: "I guess, under that sky, something big must happen! This incident even caused the stars to appear in the daytime, and the astrology was chaotic!"
"What's going to happen?"
Yuan Linger asked.
"Hard to say."
The old ape said: "It may be that some treasure was born, or it may be the birth of a secret method, or there is a big monster who will shake the world... Even the birth or fall of some peerless powerhouses may lead to the phenomenon of heaven and earth!"
"I heard that ten thousand years ago, an emperor of Fahua Temple died in the catastrophe in the Northern Territory, which triggered a vision of heaven and earth!"
When the emperor falls, heaven and earth mourn!
The old ape sighed: "It is said that on that day, all the Buddhas appeared in the sky, the sky was falling, the ground was swarming with golden lotuses, and the sound of Sanskrit was resounding in the heaven and earth, and it would not be scattered for a long time."
Yuan Linger was shocked.
The old ape sighed with emotion and said, "If you have cultivated to such a realm, all ethnic groups will respect it, and there will be no regrets in this life!"
After a while, the old ape stared at the stars in the sky for a while, and frowned: "Looking at the position of this starry sky, it seems to be close to the sea of the thousand-year-old blood. There is no relationship between the two, right?"
...
After seven days.
In Yuanti Ridge, a group of demons gathered, about a thousand of them, all of them were middle-level demons!
Su Zimo and others were also among them.
Although most of them are low-level demons and are incompatible with their surroundings, there is no contempt in the eyes of the group of demons.
The battle seven days ago was still fresh in the memory of the demons.
Looking at the red-haired man at the forefront, the group of monsters showed a trace of fear in their eyes.
Not long after, the old ape showed up with Yuan Linger.
"Let's go!"
The old ape didn't talk nonsense, his eyebrows flickered, exuding a huge spiritual consciousness, waving his robe sleeves, and condensing a huge black cloud in front of him!
Dark clouds spread.
In the blink of an eye, this black cloud shrouded all the demons!
"You relax and don't have to resist."
The old ape's voice sounded.
Immediately afterwards, the group of monsters felt their body light up, and they rose into the air. In a flash, they left Yuantiling and galloped towards the distant sky!
The wind whistled in my ears, at this speed, it would take three or two days for the group of monsters to reach their destination!
Su Zimo nodded secretly.
The means of a hegemony are indeed powerful.
The black cloud that carries more than a thousand demons, and maintains such a terrifying speed, how much mana support does it need?
Just as Su Zimo was thinking, the voice of the old ape sounded in his mind.
But it was the old ape who transmitted his divine sense to him.
"Mo, you are participating in the Ten Thousand Demons Conference, presumably to compete for a seat in the thousand-year-old sea of blood, right?"
Su Zimo's voice transmission said: "This is nature."
At the Ten Thousand Demons Conference, the seven overlords gathered together, and he had many cultivators' means inconvenient to use.
But he believes that with his current strength, even if he doesn't use the black-haired Yuanshen, he can still fight most of the middle-level demons!
At least in terms of physical strength and close combat front, Su Zimo is confident that he can suppress everything!
"I'm afraid it will be difficult."
The old ape said: "I have seen your methods before. The physical body is very strong, and the melee combat is even more terrifying."
In a few words, the old ape pointed out Su Zimo's strengths.
Immediately afterwards, the old ape changed his words: "However, there are only ten seats in the Millennium Blood Sea. If you want to compete for one of them, you have to pass two levels. You can't pass the first level."
"Oh?"
Su Zimo asked, "What's the way to do this?"
"The first level, to put it simply, tests the strength of the primordial spirit."
The old ape explained: "The opportunity to practice in the sea of blood is rare, once every thousand years, and there are only ten seats at a time, so we will select the strongest middle-level demon and enter it to practice."
"In this way, it is possible to cultivate a high-level demon!"
Hearing this, Su Zimo frowned slightly and asked, "How to compare the strength of the primordial spirit, it can't be the primordial spirit competing for the front, right?"
Primordial spirit fighting for the front is the most dangerous.
A little careless, is the body collapsed!
If it is because of competing for a seat of cultivation, that damages one's own primordial spirit, I am afraid it will not be worth the loss, and no demon dares to try it easily.
"That's not necessary."
The old ape shook his head and said, "The comparison between the strength of the primordial spirit is very simple, it is to compare the range of consciousness."
Hearing this, Su Zimo was slightly taken aback.
"The range of consciousness of a low-level monster starts from ten miles, and the limit is a hundred miles. And the range of consciousness of a middle-level monster starts from a hundred miles, and the limiter can reach a thousand miles!"
The old ape said: "You are a low-level monster, and you haven't cultivated to the peak. Even if you are the peak of the low-level monster, your consciousness is only a hundred miles away."
"And you have to know that all the lords competing for the Sea of Blood Cultivation seat are all middle-level demons! Just this one, you can't compare to them."
Su Zimo smiled and said lightly, "That's not necessarily the case."
"Um?"
The old ape let out a light yawn and heard Su Zimo's implication.
He was silent for a while, and did not continue to ask, just sighed: "Low-level demons, it is really unusual to be able to sit firmly on one side of the lord!"
three days later.
Although through the thick black clouds, Su Zimo could still feel a faint smell of blood.
Moreover, the speed of the black clouds gradually slowed down!
He realized that they had reached the thousand-year-old sea of blood!
It didn't take long for the group of monsters to feel that the dark clouds were gradually fading, their bodies fell, and they regained their sight and looked around.
Below is a vast plain that stretches as far as the eye can see.
On the plain, there are many monsters gathered, most of them are transformed into human figures, but each monster is billowing, and the evil spirit is soaring to the sky!
The people below were full of voices and it was extremely lively.
The most conspicuous one is the most central area of the plain, which is extremely scarlet!
Thousand years of blood sea!
The sea of blood is not a sea, but a lake.
However, the area of this lake is too large. Standing on the ground, the line of sight is difficult to see. The group of monsters are still in mid-air, looking down, so as to have a panoramic view of the sea of blood.
Su Zimo just glanced at the sea of blood, and suddenly his expression changed!
At that moment, waves of waves suddenly appeared in the sea of blood, and many waves and ripples, in the sea of blood, seemed to have transformed into a human face!
A bloody face!
Moreover, this blood-colored human face seemed to be laughing, strangely terrifying, and terrifying!
hiss!
Su Zimo sucked in a breath of cold air and shuddered.
He looked intently again, the ripples in the sea of blood had disappeared, the sea was calm, and the bloody face had disappeared.
Su Zimo's face turned pale, staring at the sea of blood, and looked at it repeatedly for a long time.
The bloody face did not appear either.
It seems that it was just his illusion.
Su Zimo shook his head, let out a long breath, and then landed with the group of monsters.