Pop!
The second jar master suddenly turned around and slapped Guo Shatian on the back. Suddenly, an old mouthful of blood gushed out of his mouth and splashed far away.
Then, the master of the second jar began to quickly pinch the Jue with his hands, and countless mysterious runes flew out of his hands, integrated with the life essence and blood ejected by Guo Shatian in the air, and gradually condensed into a strange blood rune.
As soon as the blood sign appeared, it was like a living creature, floating gently with the wind, which was very amazing.
Guo Shatian's face was pale and his eyes were fixed on the half empty blood amulet. He felt a strange connection from it, like the wonderful traction on the blood.
"What kind of magic is this?" Guo Shatian said in a deep voice.
"Just look at it." The second jar Master said with a faint smile. With a finger in his right hand, a touch of blood light was immersed in it. Immediately, the blood amulet turned into a touch of blood light and flew out.
"Go, follow, follow the blood sign, and we can find Guo Jing." The second jar master smiled insidiously, looked excited and immediately followed up.
Guo Shatian thought for a moment and followed up. At this step, he had no way back.
……
At this moment, somewhere in the misty islands, a terrible blood vortex appeared.
In the blood fog in the sky, under the constant traction of blood lines, they fell to the ground, and then infiltrated into the underground where they didn't know where. What's terrible is that even the whole ground turned into blood, which can be described as a hundred miles of bare ground.
From around the island, it turned into a sea of blood, constantly flowing and rotating, with blood flowing like a flood.
Hundreds of feet underground, Guo Jing is in a blood cocoon and is quietly healing and regulating his breath. Originally, this situation should last for a long time. Maybe it will be 50 or 60 years before he can fully recover.
However, due to the appearance of this strange blood fog, Guo Jing's healing was a little unexpected.
"What is this? What a rich vitality and blood evil force. Where did it come from?" Guo Jing in the blood cocoon was full of doubts.
The existence of these blood mist is of great benefit to his healing, but it will bring a problem, which is likely to expose his hiding place.
Once he has exposed his position, it will be dangerous in a state where he is now seriously injured.
Such a result is something Guo Jing absolutely doesn't want to see.
Subconsciously, he frowned, looked up at the void and said, "what's going on? Is someone playing tricks?"
Just as he was still thinking about what was going on, suddenly, his heart moved and he sensed something approaching rapidly.
"Hmm? What is this?"
At this time, the blood fog was thick in mid air.
The blood talisman turned into a blood awn and shuttled back and forth quickly, while the second jar master and Guo Shatian followed closely.
"It seems that this secret method is really useful." Guo Sha was gloomy and had some complicated whispers.
For him, this means betrayal and patricide. After all, Guo Jing is his own father.
However, this kind of father son relationship, for practitioners with a long life, is actually not much left. In the eyes of monks, the purest thing is only interest.
The second jar master sneered and said slowly, "Guo Jing, Guo Jing, I'm afraid you didn't count it. Your son will betray you so simply. Maybe you deserve it, ha ha."
Hearing what the second jar Master said, Guo Shatian, who was still a little hesitant, suddenly woke up and turned around.
At the moment he made his decision, there was still no way back.
In other words, at the beginning, he had no right to choose, either cooperate with the second jar master or die. Of course, he was afraid of death, so he chose the latter.
Now he should pray that the second jar master can kill Guo Jing once and for all. Otherwise, under the Revenge of Guo Jing's escape, he will die.
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