laugh!

The escaping lights disappeared into the blood pool, but were swept up by the water waves and teleported away. Ai Sui Chuan Cui

Ning Fan carries a fiery red dragon scale with the word "seventeen" marked on it.

Every monk who enters the pool will be given a dragon scale by Mr. Chu. Dragon scales with different serial numbers will teleport the monks to different areas after entering the pool.

As soon as the teleportation light dissipated, Ning Fan appeared, already in the waterless zone at the bottom of the blood pool.

Hundreds of thousands of feet of deep pool water hang above your head, your feet touch the moist red soil, and the surrounding area is a swamp of blood mist.

Under the blood pool, there seems to be a cave, divided into three levels.

The first level is the Blood Mist Swamp. There are many evil blood monsters living here, often with cultivation levels above the Golden Pill level. Only by killing the god-transforming blood monster can you obtain dragon blood.

On the second floor, there is even a Void-Refining Blood Demon. It is extremely dangerous for the God-Transformation monks to enter. Even if they are ordinary Void Refiners, they are not willing to enter easily. Only Suixu can enter calmly.

The third floor is rumored to have been a secluded place opened by the previous Rain Emperor. Over tens of thousands of years, several generations of Rain Emperors have practiced here. However, it seems that starting from the generation of the Red Emperor, it was closed for some reason.

It is impossible for people to enter. As for why it is impossible to enter, not even the Incarnation God of Youtian Temple knows.

The above is all the information Ning Fan got from the mouth of the elder of Youtian Palace.

He even spent a small amount of money to obtain a simple jade slip map from these elders, which recorded the general topography of the twenty-four swamp areas on the first level.

His spiritual thoughts swept over the jade slips and memorized the map in his heart. Ning Fan remained silent as his spiritual thoughts spread out like a strong wind, sweeping across an area of ​​100,000 miles.

The blood energy here is extremely strong, which has a corrosive effect on the monks' spiritual thoughts. When ordinary gods enter this place, only with the help of the dragon scales given by Elder Chu can they restrain the blood energy slightly. They will never dare to spread their spiritual thoughts too far.

Ning Fan didn't care about this aspect. He had killed people all his life and experienced a lot of blood. He liked people who were not afraid of the flesh and blood of this place.

After a long time, Ning Fan withdrew his spiritual thoughts. Apart from him, there were no other monks within a hundred thousand miles, but there were quite a few blood monsters lying around.

In addition, in the center of the Seventeenth Swamp, there is a blood lake, which is the road leading to the second level area.

Ning Fan shook his head. He had no ambition to go to the second level and challenge the Void Blood Demon.

His strength is barely enough to fight against the early stage of refining the void. He can only protect himself from death. Wanting to kill the early stage of refining the void is a daydream.

Even if you have three Void-refining puppets, who can guarantee that you won't be besieged by more than three Void-refining puppets after entering the second level?

By then, Ning Fan would not be able to guarantee safety.

His goal is to collect 50 pots of dragon blood, which means killing 500 god-turned-blood monsters.

Within the twenty-four swamps on the first level, there are definitely enough blood demons for Ning Fan to kill, so there is no need to take unnecessary risks.

roar--

In the swamp, there were blood trees growing everywhere, and in the center of the dense forest, nearly a thousand strange roars like dragon roars suddenly came out.

As soon as the roar came out, nearly a thousand bloody monsters with rotting bodies turned into escaping lights and rushed out of the dense forest, heading towards Ning Fan.

These blood demons do not have very advanced spiritual intelligence. They are zombie-like existences that are somewhere between monsters and beasts. Most of them are half-human and half-dragon. Once they discover that a stranger has entered, they will launch an attack at all costs.

Most of the thousand-headed blood demons are in the golden elixir cultivation level, with eleven Nascent Souls and one in the early stage of divine transformation.

For ordinary gods, being besieged by this group of monsters would probably be quite dangerous.

To Ning Fan, a mere thousand blood demons are not worth mentioning at all, even if one of them is in the early stages of becoming a god!

laugh!

The sword light in Ning Fan's gaze suddenly rose, his sword thoughts opened wildly, and the black sword energy swept in all directions.

Being struck by this sword thought, every blood demon instinctively showed fear. Before they had time to scream, they were chopped into pieces by the sword thought, and blood flowed everywhere.

With the strength of Ning Fan's current sword thought, the blood demon in the form of a god could almost be killed instantly.

The blood demon in the early stage of becoming a god had no time to react and was struck by the sword. Two demon arms were cut off, and he screamed in agony before turning around and running away.

It's a pity that in the early stage of becoming a god, how could he escape from Ning Fan's hands.

laugh!

A starlight sword shadow shot out from the center of Ning Fan's eyebrows, stabbing through the air and slashing through the body of the god-turned-blood demon. Peak Spiritual Treasure

How could anyone in the early stages of becoming a god resist such a power? He screamed in agony and died.

At the place where he died, eleven drops of dark red blood floated up, were taken into Ning Fan's hand, and sealed into a jade pot.

"Eleven drops... Ordinary god-transforming blood demons carry ten drops of dragon blood. The reason why this blood demon carries eleven drops is probably related to the fact that it is approaching the middle stage of god-transformation. Does this mean that as the cultivation level increases,

The higher the blood demon, the more dragon blood it can produce?"

Ning Fan muttered to himself for a moment, then opened his wings, flapped them, and suddenly disappeared.

In the seventeenth swamp, the roars and screams of beasts came from all directions.

Half a day later, Ning Fan cleared the 17th swamp and killed a total of 31 god-transforming blood monsters, among which the strongest three were at the peak of god-transformation.

Outside the deepest dense forest, Ning Fan stopped his escaping light and focused his gaze for a moment.

In the seventeenth swamp, the God-forming blood demon was almost cleared out by him alone, and only this place still had the spirit-forming aura.

Within the dense forest, there are nearly ten obscure and powerful auras, all of which have reached the level of god transformation.

Among them, the one with the strongest cultivation level is surprisingly capable of half-step cultivation.

Upon noticing Ning Fan's arrival, a hundred thousand blood demons rushed out and attacked with strange roars.

One hundred thousand golden elixirs, five hundred souls, and 11 transformed gods.

Among them, the half-refined blood demon has a rotten beast body of four thousand feet and is extremely powerful. It seems to be the king who leads these blood demons.

"King beast?"

Ning Fan looked solemnly, never expecting that a king beast could be born from this low-intelligence blood demon.

If an ordinary god were to crash into this army of king beasts, it would probably be torn into pieces.

roar!

When the king beast roared, countless beast shadows rose into the sky, roaring to kill them.

After all, they are just blood demons with too low intelligence. Although there are many in number, they cannot form a formation. For Ning Fan, who possesses Sword Sense, no matter how many low-level enemies there are, as long as they cannot form an formation and cannot unite their power in one place,

Nothing to fear at all.

"Destroy!"

The sword thought swept across, and in one sweep, tens of thousands of golden elixirs were killed immediately.

After two sweeps, the golden elixir is dead.

After three sweeps, not a single one of the five hundred Nascent Souls was left alive.

Eleven blood demons transformed into gods, and four early-stage blood demons were seriously injured by sword thoughts.

roar!

The king beast seemed extremely angry and led many transformed gods to besiege Ning Fan.

Eleven giant beasts that were over a thousand feet tall rushed over the mountains and rivers with a shocking momentum.

Ning Fan raised one hand, slashed away from the sword and separated eleven sword shadows, sweeping towards the eleven giant beasts.

The flying sword shadow of the Peak Lingbao was so powerful that almost the moment it was struck by the sword shadow, four ferocious beasts in the early stages of becoming gods were killed.

The other ferocious beasts were also injured to varying degrees. Only the two peak-transformation beasts and the half-step-refining king beast were not injured when they shattered the sword shadow with one claw, but the beast's pupils were even more frightened and angry.

roar!

The remaining seven blood demons all let out blood roars, and the blood-colored sound waves carried a hint of dragon roar power, which actually caused Ning Fan's eardrums to ache slightly, and the energy and blood in his chest almost surged.

If he were an ordinary spirit, his body would probably be shattered to pieces by this sound wave.

"break!"

Ning Fan casually flicked his sleeves and raised a stream of star sand that looked like a blood shadow.

The wind and sand swept away, and countless sound waves were wiped out.

This Blood Chen Sand can not only destroy various magic weapons, but also has miraculous effects on many spells.

After breaking the roar of the seven blood monster beasts, Ning Fan did not give them another chance to fight for their lives. He took a step forward and his whole body turned into ink shadows and dispersed.

The next moment, one by one the blood demons were suddenly rolled up by the ink shadow one after another. Once they were broken and then condensed, one of the blood demons must be hanged to death within the ink shadow, leaving no intact corpse.

The king beast was finally afraid. It had not seen a ruthless person like Ning Fan who killed an ant who transformed into a god for many years.

"The evil beast wants to leave!"

After killing six blood demons in a row, Ning Fan transformed into a condensed figure, his black hair danced wildly, and his black clothes made a hunting sound.

Take one step forward and lock the aura of the king beast. The next moment, it will shatter and condense!

boom!

r>The power of Moliu’s Divine Skill was so powerful that it crushed the majestic king beast into pieces and left no bones behind.

In the sea of ​​blood and rotting corpses, Ning Fan did not dissipate his incarnation, but rolled up his sleeves and harvested one hundred and fifty drops of dragon blood.

In this way, the Seventeenth Swamp was wiped out by Ning Fan alone. A total of 42 blood monsters were killed, and 540 drops of dragon blood were obtained, which filled five jade pots.
To be continued...