But Huo Shi and himself suddenly turned around, turned their backs to the blood boat, and faced the black quicksand in the sky and the vivid hand in the quicksand.

Si Yuan raised his finger at a sword light, and had already surrounded the flying blood boat and said nothing else.

"Sect Master Huo! No need to do this!" Chen Pu, who was also standing in the gate of the world, shouted loudly: "This matter is still worth redeeming!"

Huo Shi and the terrifying existence that had already poked out a hand, leaving only the backs of the blood-colored Taoist robe rolling on the door of the World.

"Friends!"

His voice spread throughout the sea of ​​evil: "This matter may be redeemable, but this responsibility cannot be held accountable. I, Huo Shi and... have deceived you fellow Taoists!"

How do you say this?

Jiang Wang was surprised and looked up at Si Yu'an. The master of Jiange Pavilion had no expression, as if he had already guessed.

Huo Shiji's voice continued: "What happened today is actually the mistake of my Xuehe Sect."

"At this moment, I must admit to you. It is the real person in my sect who is observing the path of detachment, doing things in trouble and water, and having only ambitions but losing control, and then he has inspired the evil ancestor of Bodhi!"

"I thought I could calm down with my own strength, so I kept it hidden until the evil view of Yandao appeared, and finally there was nothing to hide."

"But I still have a lucky heart."

"I invite fellow Taoists from all over the world to use their power to calm the disaster. I took the opportunity to erase the relevant traces and attribute this matter to the spontaneous changes in the disaster, so as to preserve the reputation of my Xuehe Sect."

Everyone in the World Gate was silent and listened to him telling the whole story of today's situation. Many things that were previously puzzled were confirmed one by one at this time.

Why did the disaster suddenly change? There was no warning before?

Why has the Xuehe Sect been in charge of disaster for so many years been able to deteriorate the situation so far? And why is it that Xuehe Sect is willing to seek help until the situation evolves.

All questions have answers.

Although there are still some details that have not been clarified.

But Huo Shihe didn't say it clearly, and it was supposed to be to protect the real person in his sect.

Wu Bing's expressionless face was no longer spoken.

He is as gentle as Chen Pu, and his eyes are filled with anger, but there is also sorrow.

Huo Shihe continued: "Because I am dishonest and untrue, you have not been able to trace the origin successfully, and the situation eventually worsened!"

"I still have the heart to be fooled, thinking of retreating to the gate of the world, giving up the boundary of the blood river, and recasting the glory for thousands of years with the rest of my life... But Guardian Peng made a desperate attempt and woke me up."

"The blood river is the boundary, and it is the result of countless disciples from all over the Blood River Sect who fought for 54,000 years. It is also the sacrifice of countless people with lofty ideals and ambitions here in the past 54,000 years, that is, the redness of this blood river! Who is me, Hawk and I? Why give it up? What is my life, death, honor and disgrace? Can I be as good as the billions of souls who died to cure disasters?"

"It's time for this, and it's hard to save the world. This is all the sins of me, Huo Shi and one person, and I'm willing to bear it all! Today's affairs, but finally here, I hope you don't blame me for the people of Xuehemen."

"After I die, please go back to the mountain guard gate. The 54,000-year honor of the Blood River Sect will not disappear today."

"We are going to the battlefield, and the mountains and rivers will succeed you."

Huo Shi and his robe stood high, facing away from everyone, their blood-colored Taoist robe shook like a flag.

Finally, he shouted: "Does God blame me? Is God blame me?"

He responded loudly: "I guilty!"

After saying this loudly, he waved his body and instantly turned into a blood-colored giant, thousands of feet tall. His body was covered with principles, and the blood patterns showed the principles of heaven and earth, and the chaos and chaos had their own world. His lifelong practice was revealed at this moment.

He strides rapidly in the disaster and crashes directly into the vast sand!

It was a blood color that was flying all over the sky and could not be covered by turbid water.

In this rootless world that has become dark again, it is so bright and bright.

He rushed to the center of the Sea of ​​Negro.

His fist fell like a mountain, hitting the palm of the raised upwards in the middle of the water.

Boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom!

The entire sea of ​​evil kept making explosions.

The huge waves, thousands of feet high, roared up again and again.

In the turbulent sound of waves, in the unstoppable Bodhi Buddha, his voice was so magnificent-

"A evil disaster will last for three hundred and thirty-three years, and you will come again when you expire!"

boom!

The last earth-shaking sound.

The blood-colored giant, which was so tall, collapsed suddenly, turned into a surging blood river, and collapsed in the vast waters of disaster!

It's a disaster again!

This river of blood roars like a dragon, rushing around in this rootless world, sweeping all directions.

What are the evil views, the evil sounds of Bodhi, and the endless negatives, they are all swept away by this terrifying power and are all killed!

The terrifying power it showed at this moment had completely surpassed Jiang Wang's limit of feeling.

And the Thousand-foot Blood River itself is also reducing at an astonishing speed, thousands of feet above thousands of feet above one, and suddenly disappears.

After the roar of the sea of ​​evil was gone, the rootless world also quieted down at the same time.

I only see-

The vast dark clouds open.

Ninety thousand miles of storm remained peaceful.

What a turbid sea.

The vast blood is so clean!

...

A powerful man in Yandao, the True Lord of the World, died in the sea of ​​evil.

No one could have imagined it before!

It is not a disaster, there is no major disaster.

The top-level strong man who appeared in the world died in such an ordinary day.

Before the disaster came, what Jiang Wang imagined was just a difficult battle, and at most the danger involved the real level of the hole.

Life and death are illusions, and it is hard to have more impermanent people like this!

Because Huo Shih and did not die in the present world, it failed to cause the tragedy of heaven and earth, and there was no grand funeral that matched the true king of the world.

But who can say that the scene in front of you is not grand enough?

Chen Pu sighed and turned around and walked into the gate of the world.

Wu Bingye still said nothing and stared at this rootless world silently.

"It's very brilliant, what do you think?" Xu Ximing asked with a six-foot-foot-cast plow sword in his slanting manner.

Jiang Wang didn't reply.

"Let's go." In the end, Si Yuan just said that.

With a light stroke of the grass sword, he walked towards the other side of the door.

Before being swept away by the sword light, Jiang Wang took a last look at the Huoshui.

Wow.

Wow~

The sea of ​​evil is divided into three levels in the field of vision.

The complex and turbidity in the extreme distance is endless.

The clear and white part is a little further away, and it is vast and vast.

And the nearby blood-colored river flowing around the gate of the world, the waves roll back and forth casually. They are not happy for anyone, nor are they sad for anyone.
Chapter completed!