Behind the Purgatory Blood Lotus, the differentiated chains of the Heavenly Punishment Treasure Wheel point to the surface of the Blood Lake.

Chu Tian urged the Wuxiang Qinglian to rush into the blood lake without hesitation. The clear light and clear air flowed, and turned into a light ball with a diameter of hundreds of feet beside Chu Tian and others, isolating the viscous and terrifying evil spirits and blood outside.

The blood lake was tens of thousands of feet deep. After Chu Tian and his group sank tens of thousands of feet, they saw a square entrance to the blood lake paved with blood crystals.

On the four corners of the entrance of the corridor, there was a blood-colored flag, and on the bloody flag surface, there were large pieces of extremely evil spells drawn with purple twisted runes, filled with a vast array of evil will. The four flags were automatically in the blood lake without wind, and Chu Tian and others' eyes fell on the flag, and they suddenly felt dizzy.

The feeling was very terrifying, just like the soul was about to be pulled out of the body, to be pulled into a small container filled with various dirt, and then eroded by countless filth forces.

The filthy aura even came through the void, but was isolated by the clear light and clear air released by the Wuxiang Qinglian. Even so, Chu Tian and others felt that they could not bear the terrifying odor at their noses, and their pores became sticky, as if they were covered with rotten gravy on their bodies.

"The top-level filthy weapon of the devil!" Qingyi and Youhuowei snorted coldly at the same time. Qingyi's body was wrapped in blue mist, and she couldn't see her expression clearly. Youhuowei's face was twisted, showing an expression of extreme disgust.

Even Chu Jie was not interested in these four flags. He shook his head repeatedly and said, "Even if I, the Second Master Chu, is a mad dog, I just eat meat and chew bones, but I definitely don't eat 'shit'! This thing is too dirty!"

Wangui Chaozongtu circled and flew behind Chu Jie, turning into a hideous ghost face and whimpering. Everyone could sense the will of Wangui Chaozongtu - if Chu Jie forced him to swallow these four powerful but dirty but indescribable flags, Wangui Chaozongtu would rather explode the newly born Lingzhi suicide!

Chu Tian smiled, he took out the Sun Creation Bell, and a golden flame of more than ten feet thick sprayed out from the mouth of the bell, roaring towards the four flags and burned them.

The Sun True Fire is best at dealing with these evil demons and heretics. No matter how dirty you are, as long as you are burned by the Sun True Fire, it will be completely purified.

The four flags and flags made shrill sounds at the same time, and wisps of sticky purple-red light kept spraying out from the flags and turning into slender arrows and shooting towards Chu Tian and others.

The Wuxiang Qinglian circled rapidly, and wisps of clear light spurted out, blocking the purple-red light far away. A stench of indescribable rotten stench gradually spread out from the blood lake.

The sun's true fire was crushed and attached to the four flags and burning rapidly. Chu Tian kept urging the sun's creation bell to spew out the sun's true fire. The four flags and flags lacked human presidency, but rely on their own spirituality to adapt to the situation. Under Chu Tian's crazy attack, the four flags and flags struggled to withstand for an hour, and then they were completely refined by the sun's creation bell.

Chu Tian subconsciously shook his head. These things in the demonic path are really indescribable. How could they refine such a filthy and vicious thing?

The sun's true fire swept the dirty air around it into the air. As the clear light rotated, the formless green lotus supported Chu Tian and his party to fall to the entrance of the corridor. A low roar came from the corridor, and waves of thick red lights with evil magic power continued to roll out from the corridor.

The blood light was extremely fierce. Chu Tian and others, under the protection of Wuxiang Qinglian, just stared at the blood light for a while, and felt that the blood flow rate in their bodies had become abnormal. The blood was like a river of the Yangtze River rushing wildly in the blood vessels. Gradually, everyone became red and red, and thick blood vessels continued to bulge under the skin of their bodies, and it seemed that the whole person could explode at any time.

The clear light emitted by the Wuxiang Qinglian suddenly flourished, and the feeling of evil blood radiating dissipated.

Chu Tian and others were sweating profusely. Chu Ye and Chu Feng were trembling all over, and almost collapsed on the ground - they were practicing magical skills, and they were even more in the blood path. The blood light from the corridor was only a little disturbing to Chu Tian and others. For both of them, it was like walking a round in purgatory, and they were almost induced to burn themselves to destroy both body and spirit.

"This Blood Sea Demon Lord... is far more than us." Chu Ye looked at the blood light rolling out of the corridor deeply, and couldn't help but smile bitterly: "If it weren't for Tian'er, I'm afraid you, my father and son... would have died without a burial place."

Chu Feng also looked frightened, and he murmured: "If it weren't for Tian'er's protection, when we saw the Demon Lord of Blood Sea, we would probably have become his blood slave puppet, and were completely controlled by his Demon Art of Blood Sea. From then on, life and death will be impossible to control ourselves. The world is far apart, the world is far apart... After all, the world is just a medium world, and the most powerful demonic path that has been nurtured is far inferior to those of the demonic giants in Daluo Tian!"

Chu Tian looked at Chu Ye and Chu Feng and his two brothers. He pointed to the Blood Spirit Venerable who was imprisoned by the side, and then pointed to the Wangui Chaozong map floating behind Chu Jie, and said in a deep voice: "There is nothing to worry about. We have these two prisoners, whether it is the Blood God Sect or the Blood Soul Sect, their inheritance is all from your grandfather and father... Hey!"

The Blood Spirit Master slowly raised his head and looked at Chu Tian deeply. He suddenly laughed: "Haha, I think so well. The Lord of Qinglian, haha... Who can win to death? It's unknown. You think you can be so relaxed..."

The Blood Spirit Venerable couldn't finish his words. Chu Jie had already stabbed his throat with his blood-colored sword and a scabbard, almost stuck it into his stomach. The Blood Spirit Venerable widened his eyes and rolled his eyes, thrusting all over his body, his face turned red, and he almost fainted.

Qingyi stood quietly aside and did not plead for the Blood Spirit Venerable.

Chu Tian looked at Qingyi. It seemed that the Blood Spirit Venerable should have done something that Qingyi could not bear... Otherwise, with Chu Tian's perception of Qingyi, unless the Blood Spirit Venerable is a complete bastard, Qingyi would definitely speak up and say good things for him!

Shaking his head, Chu Tian secretly mocked the Blood Spirit Venerable to die, and hurriedly accelerated the speed of sinking.

On the four walls of the corridor, all kinds of vicious and strange prohibitions were coming like storms, and hundreds of magical treasures with great power that were comparable to the magic weapon of the sky were attacking continuously.

The formless green lotus has infinite magical uses, and clear lights are scattered. These demonic treasures were forcibly imprisoned by him and handed over to Chu Tian.
Chapter completed!