Battle Soul Pool.

The battle was raging and the sea of ​​blood was endless.

The huge battle soul pool was filled with black blood everywhere. If it weren't for the super strong defense, the skin and flesh of ordinary people would have been corroded long ago if they came in.

"This blood is so annoying."

Qinghou said silently, every time he activates the Black Iron of Destruction, it will be corroded by the blood of Black Sky, and he feels very distressed.

In the Blackstone Prison, the original power itself is very rare, and the self-healing ability of the Destruction Golem is reduced.

Unless absolutely necessary, he was reluctant to use the Destruction Puppet.

"Found it."

Suddenly, Qinghou's voice came.

Fang Chen and the others hurriedly came to Qinghou's side.

In the dirt, there is a tattered statue, which seems to have been corroded by the blood and water of Black Sky.

It was completely unrecognizable, but with his powerful puppetry, Qinghou still discovered it. He gently dug away the soil, and the broken statue appeared in front of them.

"This statue was made by a puppet master. It contains the universe. If my guess is correct, those three guys should have entered the inside of the statue." Qinghou said.

"Inside the statue?" the barbarian was speechless.

Wow!

Qinghou waved his palm, and streams of puppet aura emerged.

He used special means to open the entrance to the statue.

There was a very narrow gap under the statue's armpit, but it was enough for Fang Chen and others.

"Go in."

With Fang Chen in front and Xingyue behind, the four of them entered the statue.

boom!

As soon as I came in, I noticed the vast blood flowing from the black sky.

Immediately afterwards, they saw dense blood cells filled with fighting spirit.

"Is this too exaggerated?"

The barbarian couldn't help but curl his lips and said.

They had worked hard for several months to accumulate a few fighting spirit blood cells, and here they could easily grab a lot of them.

"It turns out that all the fighting spirit blood cells are hidden here." Qinghou said with a smile.

"Yue'er."

Fang Chen shouted, Xingyue understood in his heart, and began to absorb the fighting spirit blood cells with all his heart.

call out!

Suddenly, a rush shot from a distance, followed by a roar.

"stop."

Fang Chen and the others looked up and saw an old man.

"Third Senior Brother's protector?"

Fang Chen recognized this person. He was one of the protectors of the third senior brother, and he was slightly stronger.

"This is not the place you should come. Since you broke in, then go to hell."

The protector couldn't help but thundered and took action.

All he saw was that his palm suddenly shot out, and a blade whizzed out.

The violent storm and the blood of the black sky condensed together, forming a terrifying vortex like a black hole.

Within the vortex, a trembling aura erupted. Before the aura was released, the blade whizzed past and penetrated the vortex.

In an instant, all the power within the vortex converged on the blade.

"Shura Swordsmanship."

Fang Chen performed the fifteenth move of Shura Swordsmanship.

Bang!

The blade collided with the sword light, and a dazzling light erupted.

Hiss!

The blade seems to contain extremely powerful corrosive power, which is forcibly corroding the sword light.

Boom!

After the violent impact, the blade and sword light exploded loudly.

The protector sneered, "With this little strength, how dare you challenge me?"

The protector jumped up, spread out his hands, and two fighting blood balls appeared in his palms.

Buzz!

He squeezed hard, crushing the blood balls of fighting spirit, and the violent fighting spirit surged forward, like the water of the Yellow River, flowing incessantly.

"Shura Swordsmanship, Sixteenth Move."

Fang Chen shouted softly and displayed his strongest sword move.

Buzz!

The surrounding black sky blood evaporated in an instant, and a vacuum zone appeared in the void.

The sword light erupted from the Xingyin Sword, carrying the powerful Shura sword energy, crossed out and stabbed the protector's body.

"I block!"

The protector was full of confidence and stretched out his palm to resist Fang Chen's sword light.

Phew!

The palm was pierced, and the sword tip penetrated his arm and pierced his chest.

Phew!

A mouthful of blood spurted out from his mouth, and his face turned pale instantly.

The body trembles, staggers, and life disappears.

The pupils dilate, and in the blink of an eye, you are completely dead.

"This guy is one of the more difficult ones among the eighteen guardians," the barbarian said.

"Since he is here, it means that the others are not far away either." Qinghou said.

Xingyue also gave up absorbing the fighting spirit blood cells.

Everyone else passed by this place, but did not absorb the fighting spirit blood globules, indicating that there was something more attractive to them ahead.

Thousands of miles away from here, there is a wilderness where three senior brothers, accompanied by eight guardians, are fighting a monster.

This monster beast has a ferocious head and horns, and its body is covered with blood thorns.

"Ben Tian Clan." The eldest brother's eyes were burning.

"It turns out to be the Bentian clan. Master once said that the strength of the Bentian clan when they reach adulthood is comparable to that of the top sages." The second senior brother said.

"We must catch this Bentian tribe." The third senior brother shouted.

The eight guardians joined forces to fight fiercely against the Bentian clan.

This Bentian tribe seems to be underage, and has been seriously injured under the repeated attacks of the eight guardians.

"Huh? Why hasn't Protector Qiu come back yet?"

"Did you encounter any problems?"

The three of them were talking when they suddenly saw four people speeding towards them in the distance.

"It's them."

In the blink of an eye, Fang Chen and the others arrived at this wasteland.

"That's... the Bentian Clan."

As a disciple of the War King, Xingyue recognized the Bentian clan at a glance, and immediately said anxiously: "Brother Chen, we can't let them get this monster."

Xingyue's voice was very urgent. Although Fang Chen didn't recognize the monster in front of him, he seemed to understand a little bit.

"Little junior sister, you came just in time."

The third senior brother's eyes were hot and he chuckled.

"Have you considered what I once told you?" Third Brother said shamelessly: "You and I are a perfect match. We are a perfect match. As long as you stay with me, I promise not to take action against those three guys.
To be continued...