Chapter 1567 Back to the Source

This is a bloody world, and there is a thick bloody atmosphere everywhere. Looking around, in the boundless space, a bloody thick fog will appear from time to time, giving people a creepy feeling. \|\|2|3|u|s|.|c|c|

At this moment, a group of newcomer disciples came to this bloody world one after another, and everyone who came here felt a chill down their spine, and did not dare to move easily for a while.

"This, what is this place? It seems a bit too scary!"

"What a perverted old guy, I can feel the terrifying hostility here. Could it be that this is the tomb of Ziyun Palace?"

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

"Could it be that we were sold by others? A place like this doesn't look like a place with treasures!"

Everyone came here one after another, all they could see was blood-colored mist, and the bone-chilling chill that pervaded their bodies. As for the treasure that the black-robed old man said, they didn't even look at it. arrive.

"Hey, if you come here, you will be safe. The current place should not make people too disappointed."

Yuan Feng landed on a blood-colored rock at this moment, but he didn't complain like the others, because the moment he landed here, he already felt that this blood-colored world, It does have its uniqueness.

Looking at a cloud of blood mist that was closer to him, he could faintly feel that this cloud of blood-colored mist looked normal, but as long as he felt it with his heart, he would find that this cloud of blood-colored mist, The blood in it is very pure, and there is no cloud of blood mist here, and the breaths are all different.

They were obviously in the same environment, but the aura of each cloud of blood mist was different. Yuan Feng was very clear about what this meant.

"The aura of each cloud of blood mist is different and extremely pure. It seems that each cloud of blood mist here should represent a warrior?"

The aura of every warrior is different. The blood-colored mist here is obviously the illusion after the fall of different warriors. I don’t know what method the black-robed old man used to create such an environment. They were able to make these blood-colored mist interact with each other, and it seemed that something was still brewing!

Judging from these blood-colored mist clusters, the richness and purity of each cluster of mist are different. Some blood-colored clusters feel more pure, and obviously the warriors they represent were stronger before they were alive.

And those who seem to be very transparent, and even faintly show signs of dissipating, their strength in life will undoubtedly be weaker.

"With so many blood clusters, I really don't know how many people have died here. It seems that the black-robed old man outside is the real killing god."

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

"It doesn't matter, the matter has come to this point, but it is beyond my control. Right now, I'd better do my own thing."

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

Perhaps, these are some damned people, or competitors who fell when they were fighting for supremacy with Ziyun Palace, and if that is the case, the death of these people is nothing to be regretted.

The world of warriors is like this, the winner is king and the loser is thief, and once you fail, you must be prepared to die. There is no doubt that Ziyun Palace can have its current status, it must have stood up by stepping on countless bones.

"If I'm not mistaken, these blood-colored mist clusters should be the so-called treasures. However, it seems that not all blood clusters are treasures. As for what the real treasures look like, let's talk about it after looking for them! "

From the bloody mist, he could feel that something seemed to be brewing, but the blood gas clusters he saw were obviously not brewing.

"All spread out, looking for different blood gas clusters."

With a guess in his heart, Yuan Feng gave orders to his subordinates to disperse without saying a word. He wanted to see what could bring them happiness in this gloomy and cold world. What a harvest.

"Swipe!!!" As soon as his figure moved, he immediately swept towards the depths of the space, and the direction he chose was of course guided by the Tuntian Wuling, the direction where there might be treasures.

Yuan Feng's eyesight was excellent, and when he glanced at it, he would check all the bloody mist clusters he saw immediately, and he would know if there was any difference.

I don't know how big this bloody world is, but it definitely feels quite big. According to Yuan Feng's guess, this place should also be the place where the black-robed old man practiced, but will the black-robed old man still practice here? , he is not very clear.

Along the way, Yuan Feng saw more and more blood-colored mist clusters, and some blood-colored mist clusters were so thick that they felt very precious. It's a pity that although these bloody mist clusters are getting thicker and thicker, they are not what Yuan Feng wants.

Huo Qi said that there will be treasures here that can help people break through the Yin-Yang realm, and those that can help people break through the Yin-Yang realm, of course, will not be ordinary things, at least there will be some things that are related to the Yin-Yang realm.

Calm down, Yuan Feng is not in a hurry. To be honest, although he is full of expectations for this place of cultivation, even if he doesn't gain anything, he will definitely not feel sad. .

Under his explanation, the others were all calm and searched step by step. And this kind of search, in less than half a quarter of an hour, has the result.

"Huh? Now?"

Yuan Feng, who was searching around, suddenly changed his expression, because just now, a subordinate not far from him sent a message, but found a strange species that was very different from other blood-colored mist clusters.

"brush!!!"

After receiving the subpoena from his subordinates, Yuan Feng moved closer to the subpoena without saying a word. After a short time, his figure came to a mass of blood that was obviously much thicker The mist approached.

After he was notified of the summons, everyone dispersed, so at this moment, only Yuan Feng was alone, facing this cloud of blood that was obviously too thick.

"This is…………"

Arriving in front of the blood mass, Yuan Feng's eyes immediately looked inside the blood mass. However, the blood color of the blood mass was very rich, and it was not very clear what was inside.

However, although he couldn't see what was inside, he could feel different breaths escaping from the mass of blood energy, and this breath gave people the feeling that they were about to live. It's like coming over.

"Open it for me!!!"

After observing for a while, Yuan Feng couldn't help but look ruthless, and while he was speaking, he shot suddenly, and slashed straight at the bloody mist.

"puff!!!"

Although the blood-colored mist is dense, it is nothing more than a blood-colored mist in the final analysis. With Yuan Feng's slash, the blood-colored mist was split open, and when the mist was divided into two, Yuan Feng His eyes suddenly lit up, and his whole person became slightly agitated.

"Chi Chi Chi!!!"

The fog group was cut open, and then, a group of silver energy escaped from it. This silver energy density is very high, and after it appeared, it slowly settled downward, but it did not Did not dissipate directly.

"Is this... the original power of yin and yang? Good guy, after a long time of trouble, the treasure that Huo Qi mentioned should be this one!!!"

Seeing the silver energy sinking downwards, Yuan Feng didn't even think about it. As soon as he raised his hand, he sent out a burst of true energy, which wrapped up the silver energy and caught it in front of his eyes.

"It's really the original power of yin and yang. What this bloody mist is brewing is actually the original power of yin and yang!!!"

As they got closer, Yuan Feng could be sure that this mass of silver energy was definitely the source of yin and yang, but it was hard for him to imagine that such energy existed in such a blood-colored mist.

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

However, judging from the current situation, this environment seems to be very different from the natural environment of the outside world. These blood-colored mist clusters here are obviously brewing something again. Judging from the posture, it seems that they are restoring the fundamentals of the warrior before his death. .

"A good method, really a good method. People who are clearly dead can restore their original power back in life. It seems that these fallen people should have died under extremely special methods. It is not a simple method. Simply being killed by someone directly."

Squinting his eyes slightly, Yuan Feng believed that these blood-colored mist would never condense on their own. Presumably, at the moment the owner of these mist fell, these mist clusters should have appeared, and the appearance of these mist clusters was to make the warrior The original power of the previous life was re-condensed.

Of course, with such a cohesion, the success rate might not be too high. No, after searching for so long, he just found such a one.

"The original power of yin and yang, it seems that in this world, I really hope to hit the realm of yin and yang!"

Leaving aside the surprise in his heart, at this moment, Yuan Feng yearned more and more for his own Yin-Yang realm.