Chapter 280 Blood Pond Massacre (Part 2)

"Why should the blood pool belong to them? We can't enter because of our low cultivation level. I don't accept it!"

"I'm not convinced either. They just practiced longer than us!"

"Everyone, the opportunity is right in front of you. If you miss it, you will regret it for the rest of your life. How about we join forces and fight for the opportunity that belongs to us?"

"Yes, let's join forces and fuck him!"

Yang Guohao's breakthrough became the trigger, and the four to five hundred figures still in the air finally became restless.

Soon, whether they were fishing in troubled waters or filled with true indignation, everyone stood together and started attacking the area of ​​casual cultivators.

They are still self-aware and do not dare to attack the area where people like Tianxing Sect and Tianxian Sect are located.

"kill!"

Someone shouted loudly, and hundreds of sword energy slashed towards the blood pool area where the casual cultivator was located below.

At this moment, the casual cultivators were dumbfounded, with fear in their eyes.

If only a few people attack them, they will naturally not care, but this group of people consists of hundreds of people, so if they attack together, it will naturally be extremely terrifying!

In just an instant, more than ten people were submerged and killed in the blood pool.

The people in the blood pool were also angry, and many people shot at the sky. Their cultivation was higher, and their attacks were naturally more terrifying.

The sword energy soared into the sky one after another, slashing towards the area where the casual cultivators were, and screams of agony continued to be heard.

From the sky, people kept falling down, and some were even cut into several pieces.

At the bottom of the blood pool at this moment, the old man's eyes were shining, his huge devil mouth opened, and the bodies that had just been cut into pieces entered his big mouth one after another.

"Crack! Crack!"

As the old man chewed slowly, blood splashed in his big mouth. When his mouth opened, blood flowed down from the corner of his mouth from time to time, which was terrifying and abnormal.

The old man grinned and grabbed upwards. More than ten figures were pulled into the depths of the blood pool. Before they could react, they were covered by a big mouth.

In just such a moment, the old man's originally skinny body slowly became stronger.

In the middle of the old man's eyebrows, the mark of the ancient demon slowly emerged, and the star of the ancient demon inside was dim.

The old man's body was filled with demonic aura, and his eyes were filled with demonic aura, as if demonic fire was beating in his eyes.

The old man reached out and grabbed it again, and more than twenty figures were wrapped in a force and flew towards him.

At first he could only control three or four figures, but now he can control more than twenty figures at once.

In just such a moment, the old man's strength increased several times!

As these twenty figures were swallowed up by the old man, the old man's momentum increased again.

Among the ancient demon marks between his eyebrows, an ancient demon star slowly lit up.

You must know that the Ancient Demon Star is the embodiment of the strength of the Ancient Demon Clan. The stars gradually light up, which also represents the recovery of strength.

But the entire blood pool was too chaotic, and no one felt anything was wrong until now.

Some people felt that the people around them disappeared inexplicably, but they only took a glance, because new people were immediately added.

The blood pool fluctuated violently, and the competition among everyone became more and more intense as time went by.

At this moment, two more powerful auras rose up, one was at the third level of the Six God Realm, and the other was at the first level of the Six God Realm.

"Haha, finally a breakthrough!"

Gu Qieyong and Dang Qinglai flew up at the same time. Their cultivation levels broke through at the same time, their faces glowing red.

At this moment, countless envious eyes fell on the two of them, and the competition that had gradually subsided became turbulent again!

Wang Quanfu opened his eyes, his face a little ugly.

You know, he, Yang Guohao, and Dang Qinglai are close friends. The three of them came together, but now they have both broken through.

Although Wang Quanfu felt that the blood pool had a certain effect, it was still far from a breakthrough.

At this moment, a suction force suddenly came from below. Before Wang Quanfu could fully react, he was pulled directly into the blood pool.

He was at a loss for a moment, and then his eyes showed fear, because he saw a bloody mouth swallowing him.

There were quite a few people who were pulled into the blood pool at the same time as him, and there were even two people from the Tianxing Sect, both of whom were at the seventh level of the Purple Mansion Realm.

Wang Quanfu was so frightened that his whole body's spiritual power exploded crazily, blasting towards the big mouth.

The two people from Tianxing Sect also took action, with fear in their eyes.

But the big mouth didn't stop at all and swallowed it in one gulp.

With a "click", Wang Quanfu and others were bitten into several pieces by the big mouth.

Wang Quanfu screamed in pain, but the sound was muffled by the big mouth and could not be heard at all.

The big mouth kept chewing, and the screams of Wang Quanfu and others gradually became weaker, and then they were swallowed by the big mouth.

As this group of more than 20 people entered his belly, the old man's aura surged again, and he actually became several years younger.

The old man at this moment is no longer the skinny man he was just now. His body is extremely strong, and the muscles on his body are bulging.

At the same time, his appearance changed drastically, turning into a man who looked about fifty years old.

His height skyrocketed, almost twice as tall as before.

Among the ancient demon marks between his eyebrows, one star was completely lit, and there were seven other stars that were dim.

His name is Huang Sen, an ancient demon at the eight-star peak of the demon clan thousands of years ago, who is equivalent to the supreme powerhouse at the ninth level of the human supreme realm.

The battle that year was extremely tragic, and the Alliance Army was unable to fight again. They could only seal him and dozens of powerful demons at the same time and suppress them with the bones of the Supreme.

Over the past few thousand years, he has devoured all the powerful demons and has only managed to survive until now.

Huang Sen's eyes were cold, with murderous intent in them. He looked at the many figures above and grinned.

He opened his mouth wide, and a terrifying suction force came out. Before they understood what was going on, more than a hundred figures were pulled into the depths of the blood pool.

As the swallowing sound ended, these hundreds of figures completely turned into his nourishment. Between his eyebrows, the second Ancient Demon Star lit up in the Ancient Demon Mark.

This time there was too much movement, and it finally alarmed the people in the blood pool, because there were too many people missing at once.

Many people had fear in their eyes and flew up one after another, not knowing what was happening.

Long Batian, Jun Piaopiao, and Chu Yanran also flew up at the same time, with unusually solemn expressions on their faces.

At this moment, a terrible suction force came from below, and the hundreds of people who had not yet reacted screamed and were dragged directly to the bottom of the blood pool.

"No, there's something terrible at the bottom of the blood pool!"

Someone exclaimed. At this moment, the people who were still in the blood pool were so frightened that they flew up one after another, their faces as pale as paper.

The pool of blood that was just delicious now turned into a frightening monster, and it was also a man-eating monster. The reversal happened too suddenly.

Those who had not entered the blood pool felt very lucky at this moment, and even had expressions of gloating on their faces.