Chapter 734: Attribution (1)

Behind the bloodsucker of Purgatory, the chain of differentiation of the celestial treasures points to the surface of the blood lake.
Chutian did not hesitate to urge the innocent Qinglian to rush into the blood lake, clearing the clear air and turning it around, and turning it into a light group with a diameter of hundred feet in the vicinity of Chutian, etc., to isolate the blood thick and full of horrible evil spirits. outer.
The blood lake was tens of thousands of feet deep. After Chu Tian and his descendants sank tens of thousands of feet, they saw the bottom of the blood lake paved with blood-colored spar, revealing a square entrance.
On the four corners of the entrance to the ramp, a blood-colored flagpole was inserted, and on the face, a large, extremely sinister spell was drawn with a purple twisted rune, filled with the evil will of the heavens. The four-faced flag squats in the blood lake without wind, and Chutian and others look down on the flagpole, and suddenly burst into dizziness.
The feeling is terrible, as if the soul was to be drawn from the body, to be sucked into a small container full of filth, full of dirt, and then eroded by countless filth forces.
The filthy smell passed through the void, but it was isolated by the clear light that was released from the innocent Qinglian. This is the case, Chutian and others also feel that the nose smells an unbearable horrible stench, and the pores become slimy, as if the rotten gravy is thickly coated on the body.
"The top magical filth!" Tsing Yi and the foxes snorted at the same time, Tsing Yi body has a blue mist entangled, can not see her look, while a fox is a small face twisted, showing extreme disgust Expression.
Even Chu Yu’s interest in these four flags is lacking. He even shook his head and said:
I’m a mad dog, but I’m just eating meat and bones, but '屎’ is definitely not to eat! It's too dirty!"
Wan Ghost Chao Zongtu hovered behind Chu, and turned into a sly face 呜呜 呜呜 哀 哀. Everyone can sense the will of the tens of thousands of ghosts toward Zongtu. If Chu 颉 forces him to swallow these four powerful but dirty and indescribable flagpoles, Wan Geng Chao Zongtu would be able to blew the newly born spiritual suicide!
Chu Tian smiled. He took out the sun-making clock, and a golden flame of more than a dozen feet spouted from the bell, screaming and burning to the four flags.
The sun is really good at dealing with these evil devils. If you are dirty and dirty, as long as it is burned clean by the sun, it will be completely purified.
At the same time, the four-faced flag screamed at the same time, and a faint purple-red scent spurted out from the flagpole, turning into a slender arrow and rushing to Chutian and others.
There is no phase of Qinglian circling rapidly, and the smog is spurting out, blocking these purple-red sages far away, and there is an indescribable rot and stench in the blood lake.
The sun was really crushed, and it was burning on the four-sided flagpole. Chutian constantly urged the sun to make a clock to spurt out the sun. The four flags were lacking in people’s presiding, but relying on their own spirituality, in Chutian’s Under the mad attack, the four flags were struggling to withstand an hour, and this was completely refining the sun.
Chu Tian shook his head subconsciously. The things in these magical ways are really indescribable. How can they refine such filthy things?
The sun really ignited the dirty gas around it, and the clear light was spinning. No Xiangqinglian supported the Chutian group of people to fall to the entrance of the ramp. There was a low roar in the martyrdom, and a wave of red light with evil magic continued to roll out of the martyrdom.
This blazing exception, Chutian and others under the shelter of the innocent Qinglian, just staring at the blood for a while, I feel that the flow rate of the blood has become abnormal. The blood is like a river in the Yangtze River. It is madly rushing in the blood vessels. Gradually everyone becomes red and red, and a thick blood vessel is bulging under the skin. It seems that the whole person may explode at any time.
The clear light released by the innocent Qinglian suddenly became great, and the feeling of this evil veins dissipated.
Chu Tian and others were sweating, and Chu Ye and Chu Feng Ye were all squatting, and they almost didn't lie on the ground - they practiced the magical Taoism, and they were the way of the blood. The blood light from the martyrdom was only a small disturbance to Chu Tian and others. For both of them, it was like walking through the purgatory. It was almost tempered by the whole body and burned himself. It has to be destroyed.
"This blood sea demon... It is far more than us." Chu Ye looked deep into the blood of the rumbling, and could not help but smile: "If it is not the day, I am afraid that you and my father and son are two ...the place where there is no burial."
Chu Feng was also a frightened face. He murmured: "If there is no shelter for heaven, when we see the first sight of the blood sea demon, I fear that it will become his blood slave, and he will be blood." Magic power is completely in control, and life and death can't help yourself. The difference is far, the sky is far away... Tianlu World, after all, is only a medium-sized world, and the strong magic road that was born is far more than the magical giants of Luotian!"
Chu Tianxiao looked at Chu Ye and Chu Fengye. He pointed to the blood spirits who were imprisoned on the side, and pointed to the tens of thousands of ghosts that were suspended behind him. Shen Sheng said: "Nothing to worry about." We have these two captives, blood gods, blood souls, and their inheritance are grandfather and father you... Hey!"
The blood spirit sages slowly looked up and looked at Chutian deeply. He suddenly smiled: "Oh, it’s too good to think. Qinglian Shengjun, huh, huh... who is the deer, you don’t know. You I think you can be so relaxed..."
The words of the blood spirits were not finished, and Chu had already poked his scabbard with his sabre into his throat, and almost did not break into his stomach. The spirits with their eyes widened and their eyes widened, and the skin was flushed, and they almost fainted.
Tsing Yi stood quietly, and did not plead for the blood spirit.
Chutian look at Tsing Yi, it seems that the blood spirits should do something that Tsing Yi can't stand... Otherwise, Chutian’s perception of Tsing Yi, unless the blood spirit is a complete bastard, otherwise Tsing Yi is sure I will speak for him!
Shaking his head, Chu Tian secretly sneered a sage to death, and hurriedly accelerated the speed of sinking down.
On the four walls of the ramp, all kinds of vicious and banned bans are like crazy storms, and hundreds of powerful powers are comparable to the magical weapons of the open-air artifacts.
There is no end to the infinite use of Qinglian, and all the way to the clear light, these magic roads are treasured by him forcibly imprisoned and handed over to Chutian.
All the way down, I don’t know how many miles, when Chutian saw a group of palaces underneath, he had already collected 168 powerful magic weapons on the road.