Chapter 4348 Altar of Blood!

Whizzing!

In that flash of lightning, two figures broke through the miasma at the same time and flew out. Immediately afterwards, the two figures quickly overlapped, their feet borrowed a little from each other, and then suddenly separated.

Like a fleeting shadow, it rushed towards the next giant evil spirit.

Every time their figures overlap, a giant evil will fall down, and then the same pattern will follow.

In less than thirty breaths, all the giant evil spirits lost their ability to move, and the miasma that erupted in their bodies filled almost every corner of the platform.

"Brother Lingyi, come here quickly!"

Ling Yuan yelled at Ling Yi.

Ling Yi stood at the edge of the platform. Although Ling Feng's elixir temporarily suppressed the miasma, breathing became extremely difficult at this moment.

The miasma erupting from the Poison Miasma Divine Spring has begun to corrode his internal organs.

He gritted his teeth and could only bite the bullet and rush madly towards the central altar.

Ling Feng and Ling Yuan had already solved all the obstacles for him. He only needed to break through the area covered by the miasma to reach the altar in the center and join Ling Feng and the others.

However, he was only halfway through the sprint when he completely lost his strength and fell, his body falling heavily to the ground.

From the perspectives of Ling Feng and Ling Yuan, the moment Ling Yi fell, the ground beneath him turned into a pool of blood. From the blood, a thick tentacle suddenly extended out, pulling Ling Yi The whole person was dragged down.

In the blink of an eye, Ling Yi disappeared, and even his breath no longer existed.

"Brother Lingyi!"

Ling Feng and Ling Yuan exclaimed at the same time, but unfortunately it was too late.

Ling Yuan immediately deployed his body skills and was about to fly into the miasma to rescue Ling Yi, but was held tightly by Ling Feng.

"Brother Ling Feng, the three of us came here together, and we have to leave together. No matter what, I will never abandon Ling Yi, don't stop me!"

Ling Yuan tightened his grip on Shifang Tianzhu, and with a swing of his halberd, a violent wind blew up, tearing open a huge gap in the miasma in front of him, and then rushed back to find Ling Yi.

"Brother Lingyuan, calm down!"

Ling Feng had no intention of letting go, and said in a deep voice: "Brother Ling Yuan, there is no point in rushing back like this. Haven't you discovered it yet? The entire altar is actually one with the blood spring, and Ling Yi has been The blood spring has been swallowed up, I am sure that he is no longer on this platform! If we can find out what is going on with the altar and the blood spring, we may still have a chance to rescue Brother Ling Yi! If the blood fountain engulfs you, you will be completely passive!"

Ling Yuan took a deep look at Ling Feng, then turned around and saw the billowing miasma rushing towards him. He could only clench his fists tightly, take a deep breath, and calm down a little.

Ling Feng was right, if they were all swallowed up by the miasma, then no one would be able to save Ling Yi.

"Brother Lingfeng, I was reckless!"

Ling Yuan shook his head and smiled bitterly, "You're right, I shouldn't be so impulsive."

"I am impulsive because I am worried about my companions. To be honest, being able to be Brother Ling Yuan's companion is not a blessing."

Ling Feng took a deep look at Ling Yuan. Although the eight tribes of the Northern Wilderness came from the same lineage, Ling Feng and Ling Yi may not have had any intersection at all before this Black Stone Trial.

There is even a certain degree of competition between them.

But Ling Yuan can still regard him as a partner and never abandon or give up.

His ability to become the ancestor of the Tiandao clan may not be solely due to his strong talent and strength, but also inseparable from his strong personality charm.

Only such people can unite people's hearts and make people willing to risk their lives and follow them to the death.

Ling Yuan shook his head and smiled, with a solemn look flashing in his eyes. He stared at the altar in the center of the platform and said solemnly: "Without further delay, let's go and take a look first!"

Ling Feng nodded slightly, and the two of them spread out their movements at the same time, flying towards the center of the platform.

Both of them were as fast as lightning, and in an instant, they had reached the outskirts of the blood spring.

Looking up, I saw that the altar was covered with complex inscriptions and totems. These ancient marks were looming under the faint light, revealing an ancient and powerful aura.

And right under the altar, a deep blood fountain was bubbling, exuding a heart-stopping aura.

As the two approached, the blood fountain seemed to begin to boil.

A more pure and terrifying miasma escaped from the blood spring.

Even Ling Feng began to feel a little dizzy.

The poison-avoiding elixir he had refined had begun to lose its effectiveness.

Ling Feng and Ling Yuan looked at each other and opened their protective aura at the same time. However, the miasma of the poisonous miasma spring was actually able to penetrate the aura barrier condensed by mana.

Although it can be delayed somewhat, the effect is quite limited.

Ling Feng's body of chaos was fine, but Ling Yuan seemed to be struggling a little.

"Isn't this blood spring the Poison Miasma Divine Spring?"

Ling Feng swallowed hard. He had come into contact with Chunzi, Hot Sea, Cold Marrow, Wugou... and many other springs in the sky before.

He had felt the power belonging to Jiuquan, but never had any one given him such an intuitive and strong sense of oppression.

Of course, what he encountered before basically only contained a trace of Jiuquan spiritual power, and they were already extremely heaven-defying divine objects.

But now this blood spring gave Ling Feng the feeling that it was the spring of the legendary Nine Springs of Heaven.

"impossible."

Ling Yuan shook his head, "The nine springs in the sky have dried up long ago. Although this blood spring contains the spiritual power of the poisonous miasma, it is definitely not the divine spring of the poisonous miasma."

"If it only contains a few drops of poisonous miasma divine spring water, then the oppressive feeling of this blood spring would be too terrifying, right?"

Ling Feng murmured to himself, staring closely at the blood fountain, trying to get some clues from it.

At this moment, a low roar suddenly sounded, and the entire altar began to shake, as if something was about to wake up from its deep sleep.

Ling Feng and Ling Yuan's hearts trembled, and they simultaneously felt a trembling feeling originating from the depths of their souls.

In an instant, under the blood spring, a dark red light suddenly rose into the sky. Then, the blood light turned into a twisted figure and let out a deafening roar.

"Roar!--"

Along with this terrifying roar, a bloody light exploded, and Ling Feng and Ling Yi flew out at the same time.

"puff!"

"puff!"

Both of them were filled with anger and blood, and they spurted out a mouthful of blood at the same time.

And as the blood light dissipated, a monster wrapped in a rich miasma and bloody air was seen, standing in the blood spring.

The ulcerated skin all over the body was still flowing with crimson blood and smelly pus, dripping into the blood spring, making a sizzling and corrosive sound.

Ling Feng and Ling Yi suddenly felt their scalps numb. Ever since they entered the Road to Apocalypse, the monsters they had seen were more ferocious and terrifying than the last, completely unlike the creatures that should exist in this world.

"What kind of monster is this?"

Ling Feng's eyelids were twitching wildly. He even had a feeling that even if he didn't hide his strength at all and unleashed all the power of the sixth level of Shattering, he might not be able to defeat this monster.

So, how could those talented people from the Eight Northern Wilderness Divisions who started the road to the Apocalypse leave alive and receive the blessing of the Celestial Eye Saint?

Could it be that his appearance caused abnormalities in the Road to Apocalypse, causing the difficulty to suddenly increase?

If that was the case, wouldn't he have harmed Ling Yuan and Ling Yi?

"I am not sure as well."

Ling Yuan tightly held the Shifang Tianchu in his hand and said in a deep voice: "I'm afraid it is a special miasma beast condensed from the miasma of the Poison Miasma Divine Spring. It must be a hundred times more troublesome than ordinary evil spirits!"

Ling Feng took a deep breath and said slowly: "It seems that in order to rescue Brother Ling Yi, we must first overcome the miasma beast."

"I'm afraid that's the case!"

Ling Yuan nodded, and the two of them stood back to back. The Ten Directions Heavenly Punishment Divine Light in Ling Yuan's hand burst out, and the Heaven Refining Divine Fire suddenly surged around Ling Yuan. In an instant, the two of them were covered with a layer of flowing flames. The Heavenly Fire Divine Armor.

"This flame..."

Ling Yuan's eyelids twitched slightly, "I didn't expect you to refine the divine fire that burns the Tianzhu!"

"Didn't Brother Ling Yuan also refine the Heavenly Soldier?"

The two looked at each other and laughed.

Then, there was a loud noise, and the miasma beast in the blood spring raised its head and roared, and immediately came over like a mountain.

Swish!

With a sweep of the blood claw, the void seemed to be crushed to pieces in an instant!

"Disperse!"

Ling Yuan gave a low shout, and the two figures suddenly separated.

Although the power of the miasma beast is powerful and terrifying, it is a bit bulky in comparison.

Ling Feng and Ling Yuan have flexible movements and a tacit understanding. The moment they separated, Ling Feng held a long sword, the sword's light was like a dragon, and stabbed directly into the Miasma Beast's eyes, trying to find a flaw in the Miasma Beast's weak spot.

Ling Yuan relied on the fierce and domineering Shifang Tianchu to defeat the miasma beast and create an opportunity for Ling Feng to defeat the enemy.

However, they still underestimated the horror of this miasmatic beast.

In other words, the severe toxicity of the poisonous miasma and divine spring miasma was underestimated.

The miasma beast opened its mouth and spewed out extremely rich deep purple miasma. After several confrontations, Ling Yuan's arms had completely turned into deep purple.

A strong feeling of dizziness came over me. If it weren't for the strong willpower to hold on, an ordinary person would have collapsed long ago.

Although Ling Feng and Ling Yuan's offensive was fierce, no matter how seriously injured the miasma beast was, it could absorb the blood from the blood spring and recover instantly.

This is simply a battle with no chance of winning.

Ling Feng frowned deeply, seeing Ling Yuan's situation becoming more and more critical, he became anxious.

Could it be that he could only expose the power of the Eye of the Emperor?

At this moment, Ling Feng's eyelids twitched suddenly, and he vaguely seemed to capture some details.

While they were fighting the miasma beast just now, the inscriptions on the altar seemed to change subtly as the battle progressed.

His mind stirred, and he thought of the previous scene where Ling Yi was dragged into the blood spring by tentacles, and he had some vague guesses.

"Brother Lingyuan, I'm here to hold back this miasma beast. You can try to use the inscription on the altar to decipher the secret of this blood spring!"

Ling Feng yelled at Ling Yuan.

He is Ling Taixu, the founder of Heavenly Dao, and the first eternal evildoer to awaken the bloodline of Heavenly Dao.

If it were him, he would definitely be able to unlock the mystery of the altar!

All he can do is buy as much time as possible for Ling Yuan!

Of course, mainly because of Ling Yuan's current situation, he could no longer continue fighting the miasma beast.

The only person who can temporarily delay that monster is yourself!

And Ling Yuan was Ling Yuan after all. Although he had begun to be eroded by the miasma at this moment, and was as painful as being eaten by thousands of insects, after Ling Feng reminded him, his mind immediately calmed down.

"Brother Lingfeng, hold on!"

Ling Yuan gritted his teeth, flew around the miasma beast, and headed straight for the altar.

"Roar!"

The miasma beast roared and slapped Ling Yuan hard with its palm.

However, at this moment, Ling Feng waved out his arms, and the two fire dragons transformed from the Heavenly Refining Divine Fire swept towards the Miasma Beast.

boom!

With a loud noise, Ling Feng's fire dragon was shattered into pieces, but he still managed to stop the miasma beast, allowing Ling Yuan to break through the blockade and rush to the front of the altar.

That’s half the battle!

"Roar!"

With another roar, the Miasma Beast completely ignored Ling Feng's attack and turned around to charge towards Ling Yuan.

Obviously, that altar is the real key.

Ling Feng's figure flashed, wrapped around the giant flame dragon, roaring and charging towards the miasma beast. Before Ling Yuan unlocked the mystery of the inscriptions, he would never let it interfere with Ling Yuan.

Boom boom boom!

The fire dragon hit the body of the miasma beast. Although it caused some damage, it returned to its original state with a flash of blood.

And the fist of the miasma beast also hit Ling Feng's chest hard, directly denting Ling Feng's chest.

For some reason, Ling Feng had a vague feeling that this miasma beast seemed to have the ability to get stronger when it encountered strong forces. The stronger the power he exerted, the monster would also improve accordingly, and it seemed that it could always stabilize his own.

"puff!"

At the same time, a mouthful of blood spurted out. Ling Feng wiped away the blood from the corner of his mouth, and then kicked out with a flying blow, kicking the miasma beast away hard.

"Don't even think about it!"

He stared firmly at the miasma beast, opened his arms, and blocked the altar, as if it had turned into a copper wall.

The miasma beast was kicked over in the blood pool. The next moment, it suddenly emerged from the blood water. Then, countless vine-like tentacles shot out from behind and wrapped around Ling Feng.

A cold light flashed in Ling Feng's hand, and the sword edge stirred the flames, blocking the tentacles one after another.

Tsk tsk tsk!

The severed tentacles instantly spurted out a rich miasma, penetrating all pervasive and frantically trying to penetrate into Ling Feng's body.

As for those tentacles that could not be intercepted in time, Ling Feng directly used his flesh and blood to resist them.

Tentacles penetrated his body, directly releasing poisonous miasma directly into his flesh and blood organs.

Even with Ling Feng's chaotic physique, the blood in his body began to turn deep purple.

He spat out blood in large mouthfuls, and even though his whole body was covered with wounds, he still refused to retreat.

Because he believed in Lingyuan and his ancestor, he would definitely be able to turn things around!

"Brother Lingfeng! I will not let you down, I will never let you down!!!"

Ling Yuan gritted his teeth, with a flash of tears in his eyes. He took a deep breath, bit the tip of his tongue hard, and forced himself to concentrate.

No distractions!

At this moment, there must be no distractions!

Otherwise, all of Brother Lingfeng's efforts and persistence will be in vain!

His eyes were fixed on the inscriptions on the altar, and the way to break the situation was in them! (End of chapter)