Chapter 3400 Black Mountain

The moment Chu Fengmian stepped onto the blood-colored bridge, the surrounding space changed continuously.

Chu Fengmian's figure suddenly disappeared on the blood-colored bridge. At the same time, the blood-colored bridge gradually dissipated, turned into the power of the blood pool, and returned to the surroundings.

Watching Chu Fengmian's figure disappear.

The sword slaves present had different thoughts. Some sighed, and some were thinking about this.

"Lord Chaos Sword Demon, do you think this person can pass the test of the blood pool consciousness?"

Heart Sword Tianzun looked at a figure condensed next to him and asked respectfully.

This condensed figure was the Chaos Sword Demon who had just been defeated by Chu Fengmian.

The moment they became sword slaves, they had already merged with the blood pool. As long as the blood pool was not destroyed, they could still be reborn in the blood pool even if they were killed thousands of times.

Hearing the words of Heart Sword Tianzun, Luo Ying Xiandi, Zhenyan Xiandi and others all looked at Chaos Sword Demon.

Among all the sword slaves present, only the Chaos Sword Demon had entered the blood-colored bridge and accepted the test of the blood pool consciousness.

As for the other sword slaves, they all died at the hands of other sword slaves and did not even have the opportunity to see the blood pool consciousness.

Now, each of them is looking forward to Chu Fengmian passing the test of the blood pool consciousness and truly mastering the Blood-Slaying Demon Sword.

At the moment of failure, after they became sword slaves, their lives were already bound to the blood pool and the Blood-Slaying Demon Sword. Now, as sword slaves and guardians of the blood pool, they can only be trapped in the blood pool for the rest of their lives.

The appearance of Chu Fengmian is a turning point for all their sword slaves.

If Chu Fengmian fails, then Chu Fengmian's fate will be the same as theirs, becoming a slave of the blood pool, trapped in this small blood pool for life, and never able to get out.

And their situation will not change at all.

But if Chu Fengmian can successfully pass the test and master the Blood-Slaying Demon Sword, then they still have a glimmer of hope and can leave the blood pool.

Since the moment they failed and became sword slaves, they can no longer leave the control of the blood pool, and will be slaves of the blood pool for the rest of their lives, trapped in the blood pool.

But if Chu Fengmian masters the Blood-Slaying Demon Sword and the blood pool, they still have a glimmer of hope and can leave the blood pool. Even if it is not true freedom, it is much better than being trapped in the blood pool all the time.

"One-tenth chance."

The Sword Demon of Chaos heard the question from the Heart Sword Heavenly Venerable, his eyes condensed, and he spoke slowly.

"One-tenth chance?"

"So low?"

Hearing the words of the Sword Demon of Chaos, the sword slaves present were stunned.

They all saw Chu Fengmian's strength. He had the ability to defeat the Sword Demon of Chaos head-on. In the eyes of the Sword Demon of Chaos, this kind of strength actually only has about a 10% chance to pass the test of the blood pool consciousness?

Chu Fengmian was the most talented swordsman the sword slaves had ever seen. This talent was terrifying, but if even Chu Fengmian had only this 10% chance, then if it was someone else, there would be no chance at all.

"What exactly is this test of blood pool consciousness?"

Luo Ying Xiandi asked curiously.

The only one who had seen the blood pool consciousness was Chaos Sword Demon, but even Chaos Sword Demon, after seeing Chu Fengmian's strength, still felt that Chu Fengmian only had a 10% chance of passing the test of blood pool consciousness.

This terrifying difficulty seemed to be deliberately unwilling to let people pass, and it was not an examination hall at all.

"It's a trap"

Chaos Sword Demon's eyes condensed and he spoke slowly.

Hearing Chaos Sword Demon's words, all the sword slaves' eyes were wide open, and they were silent for a while.

On the other side.

Chu Fengmian stood on this blood-colored bridge, and the space around him changed continuously.

He could clearly feel that the power of the blood pool around him was becoming stronger and stronger.

Chu Fengmian has now arrived at the core of the blood pool. This is the center of the blood pool and the real nest of the blood pool consciousness.

"Come on, come on, challengers attracted by the magic sword."

In Chu Fengmian's mind, he could still clearly hear the voice of the blood pool consciousness.

Finally, Chu Fengmian came to the foot of a mountain. This mountain was black, but if you look closely, you can see that there are some blood-red lights on this black mountain.

The land on such a mountain seemed to have been stained with blood countless times, showing a dark red blood color that was almost black.

Every piece of land on this mountain is like this, without exception. Such a mountain does not look tall.

But when Chu Fengmian looked over, he could clearly feel that a killing intent that surged into the sky was condensed from this mountain.

If it were some warriors with weak Taoism, they would be filled with fear when they saw this mountain.

Such a mountain seemed to be condensed by blood.

At the top of this mountain, there is a throne. This throne has been there for who knows how many times and how many years it has gone through.

There is no trace of time on it.

But Chu Fengmian felt a familiar power on this throne.

The power of the beginning.

This means that this throne has truly experienced a great catastrophe of destruction and a birth of the beginning, so it can be contaminated with the power of the beginning.

The throne in front of him is definitely not a product of this era.

"Come here."

The voice of the blood pool consciousness once again sounded from Chu Fengmian's mind.

Chu Fengmian took a look at the mountain in front of him and took a step up. When Chu Fengmian reached the top of the mountain, the ground under his feet was filled with a mad murderous intent and resentment, which rushed towards Chu Fengmian.

I don’t know how many lives died here, and their blood dyed this mountain into a blood red that was almost black.

Their murderous intent and resentment have always shrouded this mountain, and everyone who steps on the mountain will be eroded by them.

Chu Fengmian snorted coldly, and a murderous intent burst out from his body. All the murderous intent and resentment around him who wanted to approach were shattered at this moment.

Chu Fengmian had already integrated the sword art of the Blood-Slaying Demon Sword into the ancient sword art books and condensed the fifth style of the Nine Domain Sword Art.

These small murderous intents and resentments were vulnerable in front of him. To be continued