Chapter 261 Sacrifice and Practice

The blood pool is vast, with a radius of 100,000 feet away. The formation of cynical Yuru was the first to pioneer the Tao. The god-transforming cultivators and the Nascent Soul Golden Elixir monks followed closely behind. Zhou Liang was shocked. The water in the blood pool was definitely not as simple as he imagined.

The blood pool was extremely smelly, and everyone was transformed into a space by two Mahayana cultivators. Otherwise, it would be difficult to resist with the strength of the Golden Elixir cultivator!

"Boy, I want the water from the blood pool!" Just as Zhou Liang followed carefully, the voice of the little Confucius came from his heart, and Zhou Liang was a little surprised, "What do you want the water from the blood pool? Can you still use the water from the blood pool?"

Without an answer, Xiao Confucius just sent an image. There was a small pool in his mustard space with various monster patterns on it, and all of them were divine beasts, five-clawed golden dragons, sprites, phoenixes, blue birds, black turtles, etc. Zhou Liang was shocked, but it seemed that this small pool had not been useful for a long time.

"This blood pool water is the dirtiest and bloodiest sewage in the world, are you sure?" Zhou Liang looked at Xiao Confucius suspiciously, but Xiao Confucius's young and tender eyes were full of determination. "I don't know what it is for, but it seems that I want this blood pool water, and more than one. This blood pool water is just one of the things I need!"

Just one of them? Zhou Liang was surprised. It seemed that the little Confucius had a previous life. Obviously, he also encountered the water in the pool. He saw the water for so long that he came to tell himself that he had hesitated for a long time before he decided to do so.

"Taoshizu, how do you collect the water from this blood pool?" Zhou Liang spoke softly, with a natural expression. He looked at Zhou Liang with a funny look, "The most dirty water in the world is the water from the blood pool, and the heaviest water in the world is the weak water. What do you want the most dirty water in the world to do?"

"I have a blood evil magic weapon for sacrificial practice, which may be used. This time I leave and find the blood pool next time, it will be extremely difficult."

"Just use your treasure pot, I'm afraid that your old man won't want it!" Zhen Chi laughed and Zhou Liang frowned. The ancient weapon spirits all have their own backbone. They have not been sacrificed and trained by themselves yet, and they even have the ability to choose their own choice.

"Senior, please take action!" Zhou Liang took out the treasure pot, first and then the soldiers, and the old figure of the treasure son appeared. "A mere Jindan junior, even if he is a dual cultivation of the demonic way, he still wants me to collect the water from the blood pool for you?"

Zhou Liang raised his eyebrows and refused to drink it. I would like to say to you, you are just a spirit of weapon. His expression changed. He glanced at Jubaozi in a faint way, and a jade slip appeared in his hand.

"So that's how sacrifices and practices. Since the senior refused to help, the kid had to offend him!" He began to practice in the middle of the rolling blood waves.

Five-colored lights waved out from Zhou Liang's hand, and the treasure pot absorbed all things in the world. When it reached its peak, there were strict requirements for the monks who sacrificed him. The premise was that the monks of five-type spiritual roots flashed with restrictions between the five-colored lights, and a white holy halo filled it. A grim smile flashed on Jubaozi's old face.

"Even if you have this method of sacrificial and practice of jade slips, I cannot recover it by you, a little golden elixir monk." A hint of arrogant look flashed across Jubaozi's face. As the treasure of the ancient Jubao Sect's sect, you can imagine how profound his background was. Even the heads of all dynasties might not be able to sacrifice and practice him.

"With my soul, the five elements are endless, I will sacrifice this treasure!" Zhou Liang's face was calm, and the spiritual power in his hand swung back and forth, and even a trace of demonic energy surrounded the Jade Shop Sacrifice and practiced the ban. The eyes of the formation flickered, and he said in his heart that a soul manifested from Zhou Liang's body, and it was hazy and unreal. Jubaozi suddenly felt a wave of suction coming.

"Get out!" He roared suddenly, and all the restrictions in front of Zhou Liang's soul retreated back. Zhou Liang looked at Jubaozi coldly, "Since the senior insisted on not wanting to cooperate, don't blame the boy for being cruel."

The demonic energy rolled, the spiritual power was arbitrary, and all the restrictions doubled again, and they blended with the demonic energy endlessly. Zhou Liang added a Tai Chi array to this restriction, fusing the two and maintaining them on a balance. Ju Baozi saw Zhou Liang's actions, smiled coldly, and was not afraid. Suddenly, four clones appeared next to Zhou Liang again!

Several demon kings looked at Jubaozi with different expressions, but there was no doubt that there was a little murderous intent hidden deep in their eyes, and the magic weapon in their hands rolled, suppressing them together, "Use my soul, my essence and blood, my five elements, and my demon seeds, sacrifice and practice!"

A restriction that was several times wider than before was floating towards Jubaozi again. His face was distorted, and he covered it with unwillingness, but his body seemed to start to tremble slightly. Suddenly, his hands began to wave, and a black restriction waved out of his hand. Zhizai couldn't help but smile, "Cracking the restriction, it turns out that you have been one by yourself, maybe you still want to cultivate into a human body. No wonder, it's a pity."

It is extremely difficult for the magic treasure Yuanling to cultivate into a human body. Jubaozi has this mindset and is also a person with strong Yin Li. Zhou Liang's face flashed and his heart formation began to move, "Wuji Heart Array, turn!"

An inexplicable voice filled Zhou Liang's heart. At this moment, he looked without desire and no desire, with a little hazy look in his clear eyes. Zeng Qiying's beautiful eyes were always staring at Zhou Liang. She had never met such a man. She could have such calm eyes and such rich means. You must know that he was just a Jindan monk, not a Nascent Soul, nor a monk in a big family. But the man in front of him had fought against the god-transforming monk alone, and could he survive by chance?

The prohibition in front of Zhou Liang suddenly seemed to be completely integrated, with hazy powers fusing in it, flying towards Jubaozi again, "Go! Practice!" Two faint voices have already determined Jubaozi's fate!

The old roared, as if he had traveled through endless time, with a ferocious expression, "Boy, even if you forbid me, I will crack it. Do you know how my last master died back then? I was killed by me for breaking the ban, hahahaha!" Jubaozi burst into laughter, her white hair flew in the air with him, looking so crazy. Zhou Liang's face remained unchanged, and she said coldly, "No matter what you used to be, you will be a magic weapon spirit in the future, so melt it for me!"

Flowing demonic powers surged out of Zhou Liang's dantian wildly, and he even opened his mouth and spit out nine drops of essence and blood. Jubaozi's face changed, "Wuji Demon Way! Give me a melt!" Flowing demonic powers surged out of Zhou Liang's dantian as if uncontrollable, and flew towards Jubaozi. In a moment, Jubaozi's whole body was shrouded by magical powers and shouted wildly, "Wuji Heart Array, Wuji Heart Array, why does this formation still exist in the world?"

It seems that he knew the Wuji Heart Formation before. Could it be that the Wuji Heart Formation was not created by the first generation of the Formation Sect, but had existed for a long time? Zhou Liang was confused, but he was in the blood pool at this moment and had no time to worry about it!

"In the name of the master, I will ask you to collect the water from the blood pool!" Zhou Liang looked at Jubaozi coldly and pointed into the blood pool. Jubaozi's face was covered with ferociousness, and then roared loudly. The old and unwilling voice seemed to surge into the sky. The blood waves gathered in the treasure pot along with his roar, "Gather treasures, gather things in the world!"

The figure of the little Confucius appeared, and he opened his hand, and the blood waves disappeared. The formation laughed, "It turns out there is a formation spirit. I said why the Wuji Heart Formation does not have a formation spirit? It turns out that it is hidden so deeply." Yu Ru also admired her. At such a young age, she was able to have such an encounter, but her fate was a little bumpy.

"Okay!" Zhou Liang pointed with his right hand, and Jubaozi's figure stopped involuntarily. He looked at Zhou Liang with a cold face and was covered in murderous intent. Then he disappeared. The treasure pot returned to normal at the same time, with no blood on it. Zhou Liang was also amazed in his heart that the treasure of the ancient town sect was indeed extraordinary.

"No, no, this Jubaozi doesn't seem to be a good person. Disciple, you should be more careful in the future. You might as well add a few more layers of bans. This is the ban on the spirit of the heaven and earth! It is the ban on the spirit of the artifacts collected by the master over the years. You can also refer to it!" Zhao Qingran seemed a little worried. She showed a jade slip in her hand and gave it to Zhou Liang. Zhou Liang felt warm in her heart and bowed three times. This is the master he cared about the most for many years. How can he not be moved?

The blood pool was rolling, and blood waves seemed to be brewing something. Everyone slowly walked in the blood pool, like a chess piece walking in the Shura hell!
Chapter completed!