Chapter 617 Blood Rain

Keep going forward.

I don't know how long I walked.

The bloody rain fell from the sky, as if there was a big hole in the scarlet sky, and all the rain poured down from the big hole, forming an airtight rain curtain. These blood-red raindrops, each drop is polluted.

Not only pollute the body, but also the soul.

Although the polluted breath is not particularly strong, the number is so large, it seems endless, making it difficult to deal with.

"The bloody rain is coming!"

Hou Xibai showed fear on his face and smiled bitterly.

"The evil wind and bloody rain have not appeared for several years, but they appeared in the year when we participated in the trial. Could it be that among the four of you and me, there is a genius who has the potential to become a god? Otherwise, why is the Nine Nether Prison so harsh?"

After saying that, he laughed like crazy.

Xiao Honglian was not as crazy as Hou Xibai. The bell on his arm broke away and floated above his head, turning into a red lotus, forming a light curtain to cover him like an umbrella. It seemed that he valued the bell very much and was confident that he could block the blood rain.

"Junior Brother Ye, do you want to follow me?"

Su Wanjun turned around, her red skirt fluttering, turning into a red cloud floating in the air, wandering like a long dragon.

For the disciples of the Blood Sea True Sect, the evil wind is an extremely terrifying existence, and other dangers in the Tongtian Pillar may not be able to be dealt with smoothly. However, this blood rain, which is as famous as the evil wind, is nothing to these disciples who believe in the Blood Sea Guanyin.

Not only is it not dangerous, but it is a tonic.

For them, this blood rain is equivalent to a pill to assist in cultivation. After this blood rain, they will be closer to the Blood Sea Guanyin and will also be favored by the Blood Sea Guanyin. In the future, if they fall, they will definitely become the Blood Sea Heroic Spirit.

Facing the blood rain, Xiao Honglian's response method is very simple. She uses her own magic weapon to block it. The magic weapon seems to be a gift from the gods. The divinity inside is very strange and is not restricted by the rules of the Nine Nether Prison.

Therefore, he can be said to be at ease.

Hou Xibai is much more miserable. The folding fan in his hand is suspended above his head, turning into white light to block the blood rain. However, although the folding fan is sharp, it is not as good as Xiao Honglian's bell magic weapon. When it is washed by the blood rain, the white light is faintly dyed red.

In short, it can barely withstand it.

However, if the time is too long, the folding fan will definitely be contaminated. If the blood rain is still there, he needs to find another way.

Su Wanjun is the most comfortable. She flies into the sky in her red skirt and dances in the blood rain. She is free and beautiful.

If Nie Wushuang is willing, she can take Nie Wushuang with her and help Nie Wushuang cover the blood rain. Of course, if Nie Wushuang needs her protection, there will inevitably be an equal exchange, and she must return the drop of blood to Su Wanjun.

Since she is asking for someone, she can't continue to take advantage.

However, Nie Wushuang refused Su Wanjun's blessing. He did not fly into the sky, but stood where he was.

He stood alone, letting the blood rain fall from the sky and wash himself, willing to bear the pollution of the blood rain.

However, these blood rains seemed to hit Nie Wushuang, but in fact, they were not. Instead, they were transferred to the shadow space by him and fell on the clone formed by the rules of the mountain of corpses and the sea of ​​blood. After the blood rain was injected, the phantom of the clone became much more solid.

In other words, it is slowly taking shape.

Good!

Very good!

For Su Wanjun, this blood rain is a nutrient, and for Nie Wushuang, isn't it?

The next moment, he released his divine thoughts, which spread in the air, and pulled the blood rain towards himself. His divine thoughts were like a hurricane. Once they started to work, the will contained in the blood rain was concealed and replaced by it.

Most of the blood rain fell towards Nie Wushuang.

By doing this, he reduced the burden on Hou Xibai and Xiao Honglian. The blood rain falling on their heads became smaller. It was no longer airtight and fell like soybeans, but became a patter, like a 70- or 80-year-old man peeing.

They didn't know why this happened.

The classics of the sect had never recorded similar situations, but for them, this was a good thing. At least for Hou Xibai, he avoided a catastrophe, because if it was the previous situation, his folding fan would definitely not last until the blood rain disappeared.

He needed to ask the gods to possess him.

You must sacrifice yourself and merge with the divinity of the Yin-Yang Hehuan Goddess, that is, you must fight with the gods in this place, so that the divinity can spread and resist the invasion of the blood rain.

Of course, to this extent, inviting the gods to come, Hou Xibai must lose points.

After all, even gods hate to come to the Nine Nether Prison.

It's like asking a living person to go to a mass grave in the middle of the night. I'm afraid no one is willing.

I don't know if it was Nie Wushuang's intrusion, the blood rain stopped soon, and most of the rule aura contained in it was swallowed by Nie Wushuang, and part of it was swallowed by Su Wanjun, so it naturally dissipated quickly.

At this time, if it was in the real world, Nie Wushuang could even show his clone composed of a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood.

Of course, he was still unable to do it in the Nine Nether Prison.

The rules in the Nine Netherworld Prison are quite restrictive on the gods. Nie Wushuang's two clones, one based on the Great God Xuanyin and the other based on the Sea of ​​Blood and Mountain of Corpses, are both on the path to becoming gods, so they will be restricted in this place.

The path to becoming a god is different from that of the gods in this world. However, becoming a god through incense like the Red Emperor is also subject to restrictions. However, this does not exist for Nie Wushuang because he is the unity of the five elements.

He himself can be composed of the rules of the Five Elements Emperor, but he is not a god.

Therefore, he was able to use his endless divine thoughts to drive out the will hidden in the blood rain and take over the magpie's nest.

After the blood rain, it was a smooth journey.

Occasionally, some strange things will appear in the Tongtian Pillar, but they are all minor and have no impact on everyone.

Everyone just fought monsters all the way and moved forward. Not long after, they walked out of the scope of the Tongtian Pillar and came to a huge mountain.

The top of this mountain is connected to the blood-colored sky above, and it is also blood-red. Looking at it suddenly, it seems that the sky above is tilted down and falls on the ground, and there is a terrifying and dead atmosphere.

On this huge mountain, there are temples layer upon layer. These temples are not like the world outside the pillars of heaven, which are all ruins. These temples still exist, some are dim, and some are still shiny.

There are fallen gods inside, with only fragments of their godhead left.

There are also living gods, but they are imprisoned and are falling bit by bit in their long life of imprisonment.