"I'll go with you."

Yang Xiaoman naturally has no choice but to do so.

"No, I can kill him alone!"

Fang Junmei said confidently and relaxedly, the real reason is of course that he doesn't want Yang Xiaorang to take risks.

"I'm going."

Yang Xiaorang stubbornly said.

"Senior sister, the Wood Spirit Clan has collapsed. As the reincarnation of the Spirit Ancestor, you will definitely bear the heavy responsibility of the Wood Spirit Clan's rise again. It's better not to take risks easily."

Fang Junmei said that there is such a consideration.

Yang Xiaoman was silent for a short time when she heard this.

After thinking for a while, he insisted: "I still have to go. Even if your parents are my parents, it is my duty to avenge them."

Hearing this sentence, Fang Junmei knew that she could not persuade her anymore, so she could only nod and agree.

Fang Junmei naturally had to set off immediately, but was stopped by Yang Xiaoman.

Yang Xiaorang said: "You and I are not blood-divine monks. In addition to the strangeness of the place itself and the threat of the Emperor of Blood Sea, there may be blood-divine monks coming from the human race, demons, and monsters. Don't be careless. You must make some preparations before departure."

“How to do it?”

"There are still some blood-divine monks from other races on Miaofeng Island. Maybe there are those who have gone to Xuelang Island. Let's visit them to learn about the situation and find out some ways to deal with it."

"Very good!"

Fang Junmei nodded immediately to agree.

The two of them immediately left the valley.

...

It took three days to prepare before finally setting off.

There were still many disguised pills in Yang Xiaoman's hands. After the two left the island, they found a remote place where no one was, and then changed their appearance.

Fang Junmei became a rough man, while Yang Xiaoman became a young woman with an ordinary appearance. At first glance, the two of them were extremely inconspicuous.

Without any delay, head straight to the direction of Xuelang Island.

...

The more you go across the void, the more you can feel that many blood Shuras fly in the same direction as them.

The two of them had already found out that the Emperor of Blood Sea was not so stupid that he had only learned to go to Xuelang Island after escaping from the Wood Spirit Clan for more than 20,000 years. This is the depth of Xuelang Island. Every 50,000 years, the blood and energy in the depths of the cover will become weaker and more suitable for monks to enter.

Now, the 50,000-year period is approaching.

There are many monks who know this rule, and of course the monks who go there will not only be the Emperor of Blood Sea.

...

The two of them used Tianbutong frantically and flew for more than 30 years, and finally arrived in the void outside Xuelang Island.

From a distance, there is no end of blood-red air waves, which are thousands of feet high, waves one after another, like no end.

Bang bang bang bang bang-

The sound of blood waves slashing at the sky was endless, with a magnificent momentum. The large void on the periphery was shaking violently, and it was impossible to cross the air by capturing the space nodes.

It is said that this Xuelang Island is as big as a large oasis or a large sand sea in the central holy realm, with a vast area and a lot of secrets hidden deep in it. Few monks know that even some spiritual ancestor-level monks will come here to look for opportunities.

The two of them fixed their figures and looked slightly away.

This blood-red wave, like the storm outside the Miaofeng Island, wrapped the Blood-Lang Island, like a natural formation.

Just following this wave and entering the island, you will at least need the strength of the Ancestral Orifice Great Perfection. The monks who are not in the blood path will be under greater pressure.

...

"It's indeed a bit strange. Before I got close to it, I could already feel the blood in my body surging like it was being pulled, as if it was about to rush out of my body."

Fang Junmei said.

"Not only that, the operation of mana is also affected by abnormal blood movements, and the operation is not so smooth."

Yang Xiaoshang added.

Bang bang-

While the two were observing, a fierce explosion sounded from the side.

A bloody Shura, carrying a magic weapon like a knife, slashed out a path and rushed in, making the movements very brave.

The two of them smiled slightly and rushed in.

...

Swish-

A sound like a wave splitting sounded.

Fang Junmei's long sword hit, firing out invisible sharp triangular space shells, pressing against the two of them, and the huge waves they shot were all separated to both sides, without hurting them, and they passed easily.

...

This section of the road is hundreds of miles in total. The more you go, the more powerful the blood wave is. This Blood Wave Island is like a monster that swallows and vomits blood waves.

With the strength of Fang Junmei and his two men, of course they still went over and fell on the island.

At first glance, the island was covered in blood!

Blood-red earth.

Blood-red river.

Blood-red mountains.

Blood-red plants.

There was also blood-red mist, covering some valleys that could be seen in the naked eye.

This Bloody Wave Island is like a world washed out by blood. The red air waves slashing outside the island are from where they emit.

The air wave was obviously very strong, but there was no sign of shattering on the earth here, but the heaven and earth were shaken, and the space nodes were also shaken.

This means that Tianbutong is no longer used here, at least you don’t have to worry about someone coming suddenly. Of course, you don’t want to attack others.

...

After watching for a while, the two took out another jade slip to compare and flew forward cautiously.

The terrain on the island, like ordinary places, is also plains, mountains and rivers, with all kinds of things. When you go deeper, you can clearly feel the distant sky, which is deeper and red to the point of blackness.

Mortals and weak monks can no longer survive on this island, but the powerful monks who came early still formed several city-like settlements on this island.

The closest thing to the two is a place called Qianfeng Ferry.

...

The two flew away and flew for another half a year before they arrived at this strong wind ferry.

The wind is indeed not small!

On the edge of the long river, the waves tumbling.

There is a small city by the river, with a radius of only about ten miles, and houses everywhere have obvious traces of consolidation of the restrictions, so that they can withstand the abnormality of this world.

At first glance, there were not many monks.

The two of them landed on the edge of the city and slowly turned quietly, looking for the figure of the Emperor of Blood Sea.

...

The monks in the city have different races.

But those who can come here are mostly monks of hundreds of clans who practice the bloodline.

Fang Junmei's two human races naturally attracted the attention of many monks, and they didn't care.

Ninety percent of the monks in the city were monks in the spiritual realm. The two even saw a few monks from the Dark Islands, but they did not find the Emperor of Blood Sea.

"Do you want to ask someone to ask if you will be a little shocking?"

Yang Xiaokuan asked in a voice.

After hearing this, Fang Junmei frowned and thought for a while, then said firmly: "Ask, there is nothing to do when you startle the snake. You can't use Tianbutong here. Who knows which day you want to find."

Yang Xiaokuan nodded in agreement.
Chapter completed!