This is a bloody world, full of bloody smell. Looking around, in the boundless space, a bloody fog will appear from time to time, giving people a creepy feeling.

At this moment, a group of new disciples came to this bloody world, and every person who came here felt a chill on his back and did not dare to move easily for a while.

"This, what's the place? It seems a bit too scary!"

"What a perverted old guy, I can feel the terrifying hostility here. Is this the tomb of Ziyun Palace?"

"It's so scary. Such a place is actually regarded as a treasure by that old guy? Why didn't I see where there is a treasure?"

"We weren't sold by others, right? I don't think of such a place as a place with treasures!"

Everyone came here one after another. All everyone could see was a mass of blood-colored mist, and the bone-bone chilling all over their bodies. As for the treasures mentioned by the old man in black robe, they didn't see any of them.

"Well, since you come, you can rest assured. This place at present should not disappoint you too much."

Yuan Feng landed on a blood-colored rock at this moment, but he did not complain like others, because at the first time he arrived here, he had already felt that this blood-colored world was indeed extraordinary.

His eyes looked at a ball of blood mist that was closer to him. He could feel that the blood-colored mist looked nothing unusual, but as long as he perceived it carefully, he would find that the blood-colored mist in this ball of blood was very pure, and there was no blood mist here, and the aura was different.

It was clearly in the same environment, but the breath of each blood mist was different. What did this mean? Yuan Feng was very clear in his heart.

"The breath of each blood mist is different, and it is extremely pure. It seems that every blood mist here should represent a warrior, right?"

The aura of each warrior is different. The blood-colored fog here is obviously transformed by different warriors after the fall. I just don’t know what methods the old man in black robe used to create such an environment, which can make these blood-colored fog independent of each other, and it seems that something is still brewing!

Judging from these blood-colored fog balls, the richness and purity of each fog are different. Some blood-fuel balls feel more pure. Obviously, the warriors they represent are stronger during their lifetime, and those who look very transparent and even show signs of dissipation will undoubtedly be weaker during their lifetime.

"With so many blood and energy, I really don't know how many people have died here. It seems that the old man in black robe outside is a real god of killing."

Looking around, there are too many blood-colored fogs in this huge world. If each fog represents a person, he really doesn't know how many people have died here.

"No matter what, it's over, but it's not something I can control. Now, it's better to do my own thing."

Although he felt that such a killing was cruel, the matter had already happened and he had no ability to change anything. Besides, he didn't know who these people died here were.

Perhaps, these are all damn people, or competitors who fell when they competed for the might of Ziyun Palace. If that were the case, there would be no regrets about the death of these people.

This is the world of warriors. The winner is the king and the loser. Once it fails, you must be prepared to die. The Ziyun Palace can have its current status and must stand up on countless white bones. There is no doubt that this is at all.

"If I guess correctly, these blood-colored fog balls should be the so-called treasures. However, it seems that not all blood-powered balls are treasures. As for what the real baby looks like, let's look for it before talking about it!"

From these blood-colored mists, he could feel that something seemed to be brewing, but the blood-qi masses he saw were obviously not brewing.

"Everything disperses, looking for a different blood and energy group."

With a guess in his heart, Yuan Feng gave a dispersed order to his subordinates without saying a word. He wanted to see what kind of gains this gloomy and cold world could bring to them.

"Brush!!!" As soon as he moved his body, he rushed towards the depths of the space first. The direction he chose was of course also guided by the Heaven-Swallowing Martial Spirit, and there might be a treasure.

Yuan Feng had excellent eyesight. When he looked at him, he would immediately see the blood-colored mist balls he saw. He would see if there was any difference. He could tell if there was any difference.

I don’t know how big this blood-colored world is, but it feels definitely not small. According to Yuan Feng’s guess, this should be the place for the old man in black robe to practice, but he is not very clear whether the old man in black robe can still practice here now.

As he went deeper, Yuan Feng saw more and more blood-colored fog balls, and some blood-colored fog balls were very rich, which seemed very precious. Unfortunately, although these blood-colored fog balls were getting richer, they were not what Yuan Feng wanted.

Huo Qi said that there will be treasures here that help people impact the Yin and Yang realm. Of course, it will not be an ordinary thing, at least there will be some things that are related to the Yin and Yang realm.

After calming down, Yuan Feng was not very anxious. To be honest, although he was full of expectations for this place of cultivation, even if he had no gains, he would never feel sad.

Under his explanation, the others were all calm and searching step by step. And such searches came to fruition in less than half a quarter of an hour.

“Yeah? Have you found it?”

Yuan Feng, who was searching around, suddenly changed his expression, because just now, a subordinate not far from him came from a message, but he found an alien that was very different from other blood-colored fog balls.

"brush!!!"

After receiving the message from his subordinates, Yuan Feng went straight to the message from his subordinates without saying a word. Not long after, his figure came to a blood-colored mist ball that was obviously much richer.

After the message was notified, everyone dispersed, so at this moment, Yuan Feng was the only one who faced this group of blood and energy that was obviously too rich.

"This is…………"

When he came to the blood and qi group, Yuan Feng's eyes immediately looked into the blood and qi group. However, the blood color of the blood and qi group was very rich, and it was not clear what was inside.

However, although he couldn't see clearly what was inside, he could feel a different aura dissipating from this blood and energy, and this aura gave people the feeling that it seemed like he was about to survive.

"Display it for me!!!"

After observing for a while, Yuan Feng couldn't help but look ruthless. As he spoke, he suddenly took action and rushed straight to the blood-colored mist and slashed it down.

"puff!!!"

Although the blood-colored fog was rich, it was just a blood mist. As Yuan Feng slashed down, the blood-colored fog was directly split. Just as the fog was split into two, Yuan Feng's eyes suddenly lit up, and he became a little excited.

"Shit!!!"

The fog was cut open, and then a ball of silver energy evaporated from inside. The silver energy density was very high. As soon as it appeared, it slowly settled downwards, but it did not dissipate directly.

"This is the power of the origin of Yin and Yang? What a good guy, I've been making trouble for a long time. That's the treasure Huo Qi mentioned!!!"

Seeing the silver energy settled down below, Yuan Feng didn't think about it. With the raising of his hand, he exhaled a stream of true energy, wrapped the silver energy and grabbed it in front of him.

"It is really the power of the original source of Yin and Yang. The blood-colored mist brews is really the power of the original source of Yin and Yang!!!"

As he got closer, Yuan Feng could be sure that this ball of silver energy was definitely the power of the original source of Yin and Yang. However, it was a bit unimaginable that this kind of energy would exist in such a blood-colored mist.

Logically speaking, once a warrior dies, all power will disappear invisibly, and this power of the original source of yin and yang will return to nature as soon as the warrior dies.

However, judging from the current situation, this environment seems to be very different from the natural environment outside. The blood-colored fog balls here are obviously re-cooking something. Judging from the situation, it seems to be restoring the root of the warrior's lifetime.

"A good method is really a good method. People who are obviously dead can restore the original power of their lives. It seems that these fallen people should have died under extremely special methods, and are not simply killed directly by others."

With his eyes narrowed slightly, Yuan Feng believed that these blood-colored fogs would never condense on their own. I think that the moment the owner of these fogs fell, these fog balls should have appeared, and the appearance of these fog balls was to reconcentrate the original power of the warrior during his lifetime.

Of course, the success rate of such condensation is probably not too high. After searching for so long, he has only found such a person.

"The power of the original source of Yin and Yang, it seems that in this world, I am really expected to reach the Yin and Yang realm realm!"
Chapter completed!