Chapter 690 Luck
The Underworld Blood Pool.
Rumor has it that the once ghost world was divided into eight worlds, and this dark blood pool is one of them.
Only Ye Feng knows this legend clearly.
Originally, several of the eight worlds disappeared, and it was rumored that they were transmitted to different planes. Ye Feng also met a few, but he did not think that the door of fate in the purple jade demon world was actually sealed in the underworld blood pool.
The blood pool was condensed by thousands of blood, the light flashed, and the faint light condensed, and finally condensed together, like fog, covering the blood pool.
The moment the Holy King entered, he only heard a thorn, and his legs were corroded!
This is also the reason why it has been almost two months and there is no progress.
When it comes to the location of this underworld blood pool, it may be really unexpected that it is actually sealed under the ancestral hall of the Feisheng Gate. What is even more unexpected is that the Feisheng Gate has been built for thousands of years. Although it has experienced thousands of years of incompetence, it was also a powerful sect and a strong man who has come out of the realm of the Great Sage. However, I didn't figure it out at all, the dark blood pool.
Feishengmen now has three gods, and in addition to Hongtian Xiao, there are also two heavy treasures in the ancestral hall.
Two of the three gods are in the retreat, and it is impossible to break through the barrier at all. Only the existing one is also the ancestor of Feng Zhuo.
Speaking of Feng Zhuo, after the loss of Hong Tian Xiao, Feng Yan was furious, but Feng Zhuo was his future descendant, and he was also his direct grandson. After knowing that he was persecuted, he couldn't wait to smash the guy named Ye Feng into pieces.
Unfortunately, there is no news about Ye Feng yet. In his eyes, that Ye Feng is very likely dead.
As for his grandson, Feng Zhuo, he will come back sooner or later.
The matter of the Nether Blood Pool was hosted by Feng Yan.
Of course, just like what he thought, Feng Zhuo came back.
Ye Feng pretended to be his bodyguard and entered the ascension door.
Because Feng Zhuo, who was highly poisoned, was really afraid of breaking Ye Feng. No matter what Ye Feng said, he did not dare to disobey a little. For this reason, he deliberately begged Feng to play.
I want to borrow a treasure of the heavenly generation to get rid of the shame.
Feng Yan also spoiled his grandson and readily agreed.
Shaking Tianjin, a great treasure of Tianzi generation, after Feng Zhuo got it, he gave it to Ye Feng like a contribution, in order to exchange for the antidote.
However, Ye Feng only gave him a soothing antidote for half a month.
"Master, I fly to the door, and there is also a treasure of Zhenzong, named Qiong Tianlou, which is also a treasure of Tianzi generation. If... the master can let me go, I will dedicate it to the master!" Feng Zhuo's little eyes blinked, and his face was full of flattery.
"Huh? Qiongtianlou, okay, I'll give you a chance. In three days, I want Qiongtianlou, and I'll give you the antidote at that time!" Ye Feng said coldly.
Feng Zhuo was a little embarrassed, but Ye Feng didn't say too harshly. After all, he still needed to use Feng Zhuo.
The underworld blood pool flashes faint blood and thick blood light. It looks particularly profound, and there are still many people who enter.
A god said that the Nether Blood Pool is divided into ninety-nine and eighty-one layers, and each layer has a ghost treasure. Any strong man who can carry the terrible erosion ability can lurk and become more precious treasure. Rumor has it that the door of fate may be on the eighty-first floor.
In this regard, Ye Feng believes that if he wants to enter the Nether Blood Pool, he relies on luck.
In his sea of consciousness, the copper furnace of heaven and earth, the virtual shadow of the porcelain realm of the yin and yang poles is still there, and the body of the flood and famine fan is also there, and the luck is like white gas, condensed into a ball.
After some deployment, Ye Feng also silently sneaked into the dark blood pool.
Blood pool, faint blood gas, like a sharp knife light, when cut on the face, blood will gushing, and then a deep visible bone scar will appear on the cheek.
And in the dark blood pool, this kind of blood gas is trillions, and almost every subtle space is full of this blood gas.
Ye Feng took a deep breath, and the crown flashed with a faint light. His black coat was torn, and the body of the crown was completely exposed.
The blood gas made an banging sound, which was covered by the crown, and then collapsed.
"What a terrible blood!" Ye Feng still had a lingering palpitation. The two eighth-order holy kings beside him were actually eroded by blood. Their whole body was full of knives, and finally fell to the ground and died.
As for the blood pool, it was even more terrible. As soon as he entered, there was a terrible corrosion, which made Ye Feng quickly shrink back.
He saw that the two tenth-order holy kings were high above.
God, he hasn't seen any trace until now.
A trace of breath of luck was transmitted from the life grid, turned into a trace of white gas, and finally condensed on his body. The copper furnace of heaven and earth, the porcelain realm of the yin and yang poles, and the flood and famine fan all burst out with a terrible light, which safely entered the dark blood pool.
And the pressure of the blood pool is extremely great. Every time you go down to the next layer, you will be greatly resisted, which is a great consumption of air luck.
"No, someone really sneaked under the tenth floor!" The eyes of a tenth-order holy king suddenly opened. It was Feng Zhuo's grandfather, Feng Yan!
A pair of sharp lights suddenly shot out.
click!
The blood was peeled off by him, and then a light just reflected on Ye Feng's body.
It's creepy!
Ye Feng retreated in a hurry, only feeling the horror of this momentum and could not resist.
Wo!
The body of the Honghuang God and Demon suddenly appeared, with a bang and a horrible punch, which resolved the horrible eyes!
"Huh? What is this?" Feng Yan's eyes shot a touch of fine light.
He saw that Ye Feng actually sneaked into the tenth floor!
"Honghuang Gods and Demons!"
"Hss!"
Another tenth-order holy king made a shocked voice. The flood god and demon was a strong man in the previous life. How could he be used by a seventh-order perfect ant!
"This boy is not my flying door at all!"
"It's not my day-to-day person!"
"Not even more from our family!"
......
In an instant, everyone's face suddenly changed. They didn't know who brought him in and could actually step into the pool of blood!
It's horrible, it's too horrible!
"Good luck, what a terrible luck. Open the way with luck. Only he will splurge like this!" Feng Yan sat in the chair decadently, and his face became extremely ugly.
"It's him!"
Suddenly, the rich owner Fu Qiong, Hong Sheng, and Yang Dingming's face changed rapidly. It was him who killed his own descendant!
"But how can his luck be so horrible!"
Everyone was shocked and shocked. Now, they can only watch.
"Is it time to invite the ancestors! If he gets it, won't we be empty? The tenth-order saint of Bai Rizong is named Xu Hongyu.
"No hurry! This little thing has bothered the ancestors once. If we invite the ancestors again, we will definitely be despised by the ancestors. Have you forgotten the next trial of becoming a god? Feng Yan's eyes shot a touch of fine light.
At this point, several tenth-order holy kings also nodded.
You should know that Hongsheng and Yang Dingming are both gods. However, they dare not be presumptuous here. Moreover, they belong to outsiders. In this treasure hunt, they can only move within ten levels. If they go out of the scope, they will suffer annihilation.
Therefore, even if there are difficulties at present, Feishengmen and Bai Rizong will not invite them.
"It's okay to let that boy go down. Hey, when he comes up with the treasure, it's time for us to kill him!" Xu Hongyu smiled coldly.
Feng Yan nodded lightly, and his eyes were full of pride.
"Hongsheng, Elder Yang, you can enter the underworld blood pool first. Rich brother, Beibing brother, I don't think you can wait!" Feng Yan smiled like an old fox.
Several people scolded. They went down, obviously to use them to block Ye Feng and kill his spirit. At that time, they could easily solve him, and they would get the heavy treasure below!
Count in one fell swoop!
With luck, several people held up their energy mass of gas. In an instant, they got in, like a carp. They drilled in, milky white energy mass wrapped their bodies and wandered in the blood pool.
At this moment, they began to be jealous of Ye Feng. His luck was so strong. At the tenth floor, they all felt a little unsatiable, not to mention entering the tenth floor!
Qionglou Yuyu, under the blood pool, is a high-rise building standing at the bottom of the pool, with a total of nine hundred and eighty-one floors. It is very luxurious. The cyan basal is cast, which is still bright and beautiful under the reflection of blood light.
"The door of fate!"
Ye Feng's eyes shot a touch of fine light, which is the door of fate!
Within the eighty-first floor, a little light flashed, and Ye Feng had determined that it was the door of fate.
It's just that he is only in the forties now, and his luck seems a little difficult.
"Hey, the door of fate must belong to me!"
Ye Feng took a breath and dived in again. Until the 70th floor, the air began to shake, as if it was about to collapse!
Under the god, I'm afraid Ye Feng is the only one who can come here!
However, there is still a long way to go to get the door of fate!
At this thought, Ye Feng's eyes shot a fine light.
He pressed on the body of a Honghuang demon, and a large amount of terrible energy poured into his body crazily. The next moment, the luck actually burst out a horrible white light. The next moment, Ye Feng stabbed a fierce son and entered the eighty-first floor of the Qionglou in one breath!
A door of fate shining with divine light is in the deepest part of the Nether Blood Pool. At this moment, Ye Feng can grab it and be close to him!
With a big hand, the long-awaited door of fate suddenly fell into his hands.
In an instant, Ye Feng's face became excited.
He finally got the door of fate in the purple jade demon world!
Yes, it's the door of fate. After many twists and turns, he finally got it!
Puff!
A trace of light suddenly rushed out. The next moment, under the entanglement of light, Ye Feng was actually at the bottom of this blood pool and was about to refine the door of fate in the purple jade demon world!
The door of fate flashed with horror. At the moment of integrating into Ye Feng's body, the horrible energy condensed and poured into his body.
Suddenly, the energy of his body burst into a terrible light!
Eighth order!
The dream of the eighth level!
Finally, at this moment, I stepped on it!