With his eyes turned, Zhang Ruochen looked at the powerful men in the Black Demon Realm. These people were not dead, but they had lost their combat power and collapsed to the ground and could not move.

The large net of lightning spitting out by the Blood Spirit Fairy was too terrible. If it weren't for his resolute hand, I'm afraid that few people would be able to survive now.

After thinking for a while, Zhang Ruochen took out a space exquisite ball and took these powerful men in the Black Demon Realm, suppressing them all to avoid mistakes.

Then, Zhang Ruochen looked at Zhou Yu, Mo Sheng and Xue Tu who were imprisoned on the altar of the Blood God. These three were still majestic and looked like they were dominating the world. Now they have become prisoners under the ranks, and they can be said to have fallen from heaven to hell.

Among the three, Zhou Yu's condition was slightly better. Mo Sheng and Xue Tu were both seriously injured, especially Xue Tu. The body was pierced by the snake tail of the Blood Spirit Fairy, and special power remained at the wound. Even with the powerful recovery power of the Immortal Blood Clan, it was difficult to repair. Blood kept flowing out of Xue Tu's body.

It was confirmed that the three of them could not break free from the Blood God Altar, but Zhang Ruochen no longer delayed and immediately released his mental power and penetrated into the Blood God Altar.

He also wanted to enter directly in his true body, but it was obviously unrealistic, unless he forcibly destroyed the Blood God Altar.

From the first time he saw the Blood God Altar, Zhang Ruochen saw the extraordinaryness of the Blood God Altar. There must be many mystery hidden inside, but he has never had the opportunity to investigate carefully.

With his current cultivation strength, no one can stop him from exploring the Blood God Altar.

The Blood God Altar is completely built with white bones. Since the establishment of the Blood God Cult, I have accumulated many white bones in tens of thousands of years, making the Blood God Altar become taller and taller, even more magnificent than Qianyuan Mountain, exuding an extremely majestic momentum, which is daunting.

There is an extremely huge space underground in the Blood God Altar. The blood God's corpse is stored in it. It is the holy land of the Blood God Cult and is also a forbidden area. Most people are not qualified to enter. Of course, it is not inside the altar.

The Blood God Altar contains strange power and great resistance, which rejects Zhang Ruochen's mental power infiltration.

Fortunately, Zhang Ruochen's mental power was strong enough, and he forced himself to break through layers of obstacles, followed the breath left by the Blood Spirit Immortal Holy Mind Body, and continued to penetrate into the Blood God Altar.

At one moment, Zhang Ruochen's mental power stopped, and a blood-qi barrier appeared in front of him, blocking his mental power.

When we arrived here, the breath left by the Blood Spirit Immortal Holy Mind Body completely disappeared.

This blood and qi barrier is extremely tough and difficult to penetrate, but it will also be eroded when the mental power approaches.

"A blood and qi barrier, I want to block me and break it."

Zhang Ruochen's heart moved and immediately released more mental power and poured into the Blood God Altar.

The powerful mental power gathered vigorously and turned into a needle, stabbing hard on the blood-colored barrier.

"puff."

After spending a lot of effort, the blood and qi barrier was finally pierced, and Zhang Ruochen's mental power was able to penetrate.

"If my mental power had not reached the peak of the fifty-ninth level and had been condensed by the life and death copper furnace, otherwise, I might not have been able to break in." Zhang Ruochen was secretly shocked.

With such a strong defense, few people should be able to break through the Holy King of Mental Power.

Among the local monks in Kunlun Realm, there are only a handful of people who can have such skills.

After penetrating the blood gas barrier, Zhang Ruochen's mental power entered a dim blood mist space, as if it was a space bubble, which was extremely open inside.

Immediately, Zhang Ruochen dispersed his mental power and carefully explored the blood mist space.

"This is……"

In an instant, Zhang Ruochen made a great discovery.

In this blood mist space, there are a large number of oval cocoons condensed from blood mist, and various holy souls are sealed in it, both strong and weak, all preserved in a very complete state of sleep.

Some holy souls in the blood cocoon, even when they were sleeping, emitted an extremely terrifying aura, which made Zhang Ruochen feel afraid.

Based on this alone, we can confirm that the Blood God built the Blood God altar with a special purpose.

At the first moment, Zhang Ruochen thought of the ancient sacred mountain of Liangyi Sect and the holy altar ordered by Emperor Ming to be cast, both of which were able to store holy souls.

"Dao Soul Platform, ancient sacred mountain, Yin-Yang Sea, Blood God Altar, Holy Altar..., are there some connection between them?" Zhang Ruochen thought secretly.

Zhang Ruochen discovered that the more things he came into contact with, the more doubts he had in his heart became, and he couldn't help but have some terrible guesses.

Zhang Ruochen did not alarm the holy souls sleeping in the blood cocoon, and his mental power quickly extended to the center of this blood mist space.

There is an extremely huge blood cocoon here, which is three hundred feet long. It is not standing upright, but is placed horizontally on the ground, like a coffin.

Zhang Ruochen's mental power passed through the tiny gap on the surface of the blood cocoon and entered the interior of this huge blood cocoon.

As soon as he entered, Zhang Ruochen's mind was shocked.

Unlike other blood cocoons, in this huge blood cocoon, it is not the holy soul, but a flesh and blood body.

"How could the corpse of the Blood Spirit Immortal be in the Blood God Altar?"

Zhang Ruochen felt very surprised.

In addition to the blood god's corpse, Zhang Ruochen had never heard of the corpse of other people in the Blood God Altar.

Especially the Blood Spirit Immortal is a legendary traitor. He was killed by the Blood God himself, and his corpse is even less likely to be preserved in the Blood God Altar.

The holy thought that had previously recovered existed in this blood cocoon, and was wrapped in a large amount of blood and was already falling asleep again.

In this way, even if Zhang Ruochen wants to ask, he will not be able to do it.

It can be seen that this holy thought of the Blood Spirit Immortal is accumulating strength again, but it should take quite a while.

It is really incredible that a holy thought can last for more than 100,000 years and can accumulate strength by itself. After consumption, it can slowly recover.

After calming down, Zhang Ruochen mobilized his mental power and wanted to carefully check the true body of the Blood Spirit Immortal to determine some things.

As if touched, silver lightning burst out from the body of the Blood Spirit Fairy, intertwining each other, almost tearing the blood cocoons outside to pieces.

"Bang."

Zhang Ruochen's mental power was the first to be blasted, exploded and dissipated invisible.

Outside the Blood God Altar, Zhang Ruochen's brow frowned slightly, and he did not expect this situation to happen.

"I want to see what weirdness is hidden in it."

After a little thought, Zhang Ruochen made a decision.

With the help of the traces left by mental power, Zhang Ruochen used space movement and his true body appeared in the blood mist space.

Fortunately, he is now extremely accomplished in space, otherwise he would not have been able to do such a thing.

The real body entering is very different from the previous feeling of spiritual power penetration.

"Every thread of blood mist here is extraordinary. If it reaches the outside world, it can turn into a vast blood energy."

Zhang Ruochen whispered, his eyes swept across the blood mist.

Not only that, he also discovered that these blood mists were not dead, but were full of activity, as if they had just been peeled off from the living creatures.

His mind turned, and Zhang Ruochen tried to inhale a wisp of blood mist into his body.

When the blood mist enters the body, it will automatically dissolve, forming a very vibrant and powerful blood energy that quickly merges into Zhang Ruochen's limbs and bones.

What is incredible is that Zhang Ruochen felt that his injuries were speeding up his recovery, and his loss of blood became full again.

However, Zhang Ruochen did not continue to absorb the blood mist. After all, he was not sure whether it would be harmful to absorb the blood mist.

Anyway, it is better to be careful.

After all, the Blood God Altar was created by a god, who can guess what the god is thinking?

With a strange look, Zhang Ruochen looked at the blood cocoons of different sizes around him.

These holy souls in the blood cocoons belong to in unknown era, but they are all preserved in great integrity, making people wonder whether they will be resurrected one day.

Zhang Ruochen couldn't help but see the scene of a battle between the son of gods. The combination of spiritual bodies and bones and absorbing a large amount of blood and energy became the same as that of ordinary people. Is this an alternative method of rebirth?

Shaking his head slightly, Zhang Ruochen stopped thinking about anything more, and walked straight towards the huge blood cocoon that wrapped the true body of the Blood Spirit Immortal.

"Hmm? This is..."

Zhang Ruochen's expression changed slightly, and his eyes were staring at the ground.

Before, he penetrated in with his mental power, but he had never discovered that there were a large amount of blood threads that extended out of the blood cocoon that wrapped the true body of the Blood Spirit Immortal, and intertwined it on the ground to form a large net.

Following the direction where these bloodlines extend, Zhang Ruochen discovered that each bloodline actually corresponds to a blood cocoon.

"Can all the blood cocoons be derived from the blood cocoon in the center?" Zhang Ruochen had a guess in his mind.

In fact, the moment he saw the blood cocoon, Zhang Ruochen thought of the immortal holy body of the immortal blood silkworm.

Especially when feeling the breath of these blood cocoons, which was very similar to that of Yan Liren's cocoon, Zhang Ruochen became more sure that there must be a huge relationship between the two.

If you perceive carefully, you will find that these blood cocoons contain strange powers of transformation and rebirth. Perhaps because of this, the holy souls in them can be preserved intact.

"Bang."

It was very abrupt, and Zhang Ruochen heard a low heartbeat.

"Swish."

Zhang Ruochen immediately turned his head and turned his eyes to the largest blood cocoon in the center.

Through the slight gap on the surface of the blood cocoon, Zhang Ruochen saw that the blood spirit fairy's chest was actually undulating, and a large amount of blood mist poured into his mouth and nose.

"Heartbeat, breathing, and the Blood Spirit Immortal is indeed not dead."

A look of surprise appeared in Zhang Ruochen's eyes.

In the blink of an eye, all the blood mist in this space was actually sucked into the body of the Blood Spirit Fairy.

For a moment, the space became empty, and blood cocoons fell into an absolute silence.

"The true body of the Blood Spirit Immortal was placed in the Blood God's altar by the Blood God, and it did not really die. In this way, there must be a hidden truth about what happened back then." Zhang Ruochen thought in secret.
To be continued...