This is a bloody world, with a thick smell of blood everywhere. Looking around, in the boundless space, a thick bloody fog will appear from time to time, giving people a creepy feeling.

At this moment, a group of new disciples came to this bloody world one after another, and everyone who came here felt a chill down their spines, and they did not dare to move easily for a while.

"W-what is this place? It seems a little too scary!"

"What a perverted old guy, I can feel that the hostility here is terrifying. Is this the tomb of Ziyun Palace?"

"It's too scary. A place like this is actually regarded as a treasure by that old guy? Why didn't I see the treasure there?"

"We weren't sold by someone, were we? A place like this doesn't look like a place with treasures!"

Everyone came here one after another, and all they could see was the blood-colored mist, and the bone-chilling chill surrounding them. As for the treasure that the old man in black robe said, they didn't even see it.

arrive.

"Please, take care of yourself as you come. This place should not disappoint you too much."

Yuan Feng landed on a blood-colored rock at this moment, but he did not complain like others, because the moment he landed here, he had already felt that this bloody world,

It does have its own unique features.

He looked towards a mass of blood mist that was relatively close to him. He could faintly feel that this mass of blood-colored mist looked nothing unusual, but as long as he felt it with his heart, he would find that this mass of blood-colored mist was...

The blood in it is very pure, and every blood mist here has a different aura.

They were obviously in the same environment, but the aura of each mass of blood mist was different. Yuan Feng knew what this meant.

"The breath of each blood mist is different, and it is extremely pure. It seems that every blood mist here represents a warrior, right?"

The aura of each warrior is different. The bloody mist here now is obviously the transformation of different warriors after their death. I don't know what kind of means the old man in black robe used to create such an environment.

It is actually possible to make these bloody mists independent of each other, and it seems that something is still brewing!

Judging from these blood-colored mist masses, the richness and purity of each mist are different. Some blood mist masses feel more pure. Obviously, the warriors they represent were more powerful during their lifetime, and those that look very transparent,

If there are even faint signs of dissipation, the strength during life will undoubtedly be weaker.

"With so many blood balls, I really don't know how many people have died here. It seems that the old man in black robe outside is a real god of murder."

Looking around, there were too many bloody mist masses like this in this huge world. If each mist represented a person, he really didn't know how many people had died here.

"No matter what, the matter has come to this, but it is beyond my control. For now, I'd better do my own thing."

Although he felt that such killings were very cruel, he had no ability to change what had happened. Moreover, he did not know who these people who died here were.

Maybe, these are some people who deserve to die, or they are competitors who fell while competing with Ziyun Palace, and if that is the case, the death of these people will not be a pity.

The world of warriors is like this. The winner is the king and the loser is the thief. Once you fail, you must be prepared to die. Ziyun Palace must have stood up on countless bones to achieve its current status.

There is absolutely no doubt about it.

"If I guess correctly, these blood-colored mist masses should be so-called treasures. However, it seems that not all blood mist masses are treasures. As for what the real treasures look like, let's search for them!

"

From the bloody mist, he could feel that something seemed to be brewing, but the blood masses he saw clearly had not been brewed yet.

"Everyone spread out and look for different blood groups."

With a guess in his mind, Yuan Feng didn't say anything, but directly gave the order to his subordinates to disperse. He wanted to see what this gloomy and cold world could bring to them.

What a harvest.

"Brush!!!" As soon as his body moved, he flew towards the depths of the space first, and the direction he chose was of course guided by the Tiantian Martial Spirit, the direction where the treasure might be.

Yuan Feng's eyesight is extremely good. Whenever he glances at the blood-colored mist, he will check it out immediately. If there is anything different, he will know at a glance.

I don’t know how big this bloody world is, but it definitely feels big. According to Yuan Feng’s guess, this should also be the place where the old man in black robe practices, but will the old man in black robe still practice here?

, he is not very clear.

Going deeper, Yuan Feng saw more and more blood-colored mist masses, and some of them were very rich and felt very precious. Unfortunately, although these blood-colored mist masses became more and more dense, they were not Yuan Feng's.

What Maple wants.

Huo Qi said that there will be treasures here that can help people break into the Yin-Yang Realm. Of course, it will not be an ordinary thing that can help people break into the Yin-Yang Realm. There will at least be something related to the Yin-Yang Realm.

After calming down, Yuan Feng was not very anxious. To be honest, although he was full of expectations for this place of cultivation, even if he didn't gain anything, he would never feel sad.

.

Under his instructions, the others all remained calm and searched step by step. And the search yielded results in less than half a quarter of an hour.

"Hmm? Did you find anything?"

Yuan Feng, who was searching everywhere, suddenly changed his expression, because just now, a subordinate not far away from him sent a message, but he found a strange thing that was very different from other blood-colored mist masses.

"brush!!!"

After receiving the summons from his subordinates, Yuan Feng didn't say anything, and directly approached the subordinates who summoned him. After a short time, his figure turned into a mass of blood that was obviously much richer.

A cloud of fog approaches.

After the summons was notified to him, everyone dispersed, so now Yuan Feng was alone, facing this mass of blood that was obviously too rich.

"This is…………"

Arriving in front of the blood gas ball, Yuan Feng immediately looked inside the blood gas ball. However, the blood color of the blood gas ball was very rich, and it was not very clear what was inside.

However, although he couldn't see clearly what was inside, he could feel different auras escaping from this mass of blood, and this aura gave people the feeling of being alive.

It's like coming over.

"Open it!!!"

After observing for a moment, Yuan Feng couldn't help but look cruel. As he spoke, he suddenly took action and struck straight into the bloody mist.

"puff!!!"

Although the blood-colored mist mass is rich, in the final analysis it is just a mass of blood mist. As Yuan Feng's slash fell, the blood-colored mist mass was split open directly, and when the mist mass was split into two, Yuan Feng

His eyes suddenly lit up, and his whole person became slightly excited.

"Tsk tsk tsk!!!"

The mist was cut open, and then, a ball of silver energy dissipated from inside. This silver energy was very dense. As soon as it appeared, it slowly settled downwards, but it did not

It did not dissipate directly.

"Is this... the power of the origin of yin and yang? Good guy, after all this fuss, this should be the treasure Huo Qi mentioned!!!"

Seeing the silver energy precipitating downwards, Yuan Feng didn't even think about it. He raised his hand and shot out a stream of infuriating energy, wrapping up the silver energy and catching it in front of his eyes.

"It's really the power of the origin of yin and yang. This bloody mist is brewing. It's really the power of the origin of yin and yang!!!"

As he got closer, Yuan Feng could be sure that this ball of silver energy was definitely the original power of Yin and Yang. However, it was really hard for him to imagine that such energy could exist in such a bloody mist.

Logically speaking, once a warrior dies, all power will disappear, and this power of yin and yang will return to nature as soon as the warrior dies.

However, judging from the current situation, this environment seems to be very different from the natural environment outside. The bloody mist here is obviously brewing something again. Looking at the posture, it seems to be restoring the fundamentals of the warrior during his lifetime.

.

"Good means, really good means. People who are obviously dead can actually restore their original power back to their original state. It seems that these fallen people should have died under extremely special methods. It is not a simple method.

Simply killed directly."

Squinting his eyes slightly, Yuan Feng believed that these bloody mists would never condense on their own. I think that at the moment when the master of these mists died, these mist masses should have already appeared, and the appearance of these mist masses was to bring down the warriors.

The original power of his life was re-condensed.

Of course, with such a cohesion, the success rate would probably not be too high. No, after searching for so long, he just found such a one.

"The power of the origin of yin and yang, it seems that this time in this world, I really hope to hit the realm of yin and yang!"
Chapter completed!