Chapter 3412: Killing the Blood Pool Consciousness

His figure moved and he left the black mountain directly.

This is the deep part of the blood pool, the real core of the blood pool.

When Chu Fengmian entered here, he was completely unable to detect the outside world, and he couldn't leave even if he wanted to.

But now, after Chu Fengmian inherited the sword art of the Blood-Slaying Demon Sword, he has essentially completely accepted the inheritance of the Blood-Slaying Demon Sword. The power of the blood pool is like his own power in front of him.

He took a step forward, and his figure flashed in an instant, and he entered an ancient space. In this space, there were no other creatures, and all he could see was a sea of ​​blood.

This sea of ​​blood was the ocean formed by the flesh and blood of countless creatures that the Blood-Slaying Demon Sword had killed.

This is the real core of the blood pool, the source of the power of the blood pool.

The power of the blood pool comes from here.

This is the first time Chu Fengmian has set foot in this sea of ​​blood.

Even after he got the inheritance of the Blood-Slaying Demon Sword and fully mastered the blood pool, he noticed the existence of such a sea of ​​blood.

But Chu Fengmian did not expect that the power of this sea of ​​blood was so terrifying. The power here was greater than the power of dozens, hundreds, or even thousands of immortal emperors combined.

The Blood-Slaying Demon Sword has existed for countless epochs, and the number of creatures that died in the Blood-Slaying Demon Sword is countless and cannot be calculated. Their blood and their power gathered together to form such a huge force.

Chu Fengmian could not estimate how huge the power in this sea of ​​blood was.

No wonder the sword slaves in the blood pool could be reborn in the blood pool no matter how many times they were killed. The power of this sea of ​​blood alone was enough to make them reborn thousands or tens of thousands of times.

Of course, Chu Fengmian did not observe this sea of ​​blood too much. He came here this time, naturally, not to appreciate this sea of ​​blood.

All the sword slaves, once killed, will be resurrected in this sea of ​​blood.

Like the sword slaves that were killed by Chu Fengmian, they are all like this.

"Found it!"

Chu Fengmian's eyes were cast into the sea of ​​blood. In this vast sea of ​​blood, Chu Fengmian saw a gradually condensing figure at a glance.

Every sword slave who was killed would be resurrected in this sea of ​​blood.

The blood pool consciousness that was just killed by Chu Fengmian.

He claimed to be the blood pool consciousness.

But in essence, he was also a sword slave.

What Chu Fengmian killed was just his body condensed by the power of the blood pool.

The strength of this blood pool consciousness far exceeds that of the mixed sword demon, and even exceeds the current Chu Fengmian.

If Chu Fengmian had not just used the power of swallowing the sky to directly trap the blood pool consciousness in the vortex formed by the secret art of swallowing the sky, it would not be so easy to defeat him.

And now, if the blood pool consciousness is reborn again, it will be extremely difficult for Chu Fengmian to defeat him.

Fortunately, it takes a certain amount of time for this sword slave to be reborn in the sea of ​​blood.

Although it only takes a moment.

But for Chu Fengmian, it was enough!

Chu Fengmian saw the gradually condensing human figure at a glance. He took a step and directly entered the blood sea. The huge blood sea power had no intention of attacking Chu Fengmian.

Instead, they gathered around Chu Fengmian.

Chu Fengmian sat on the throne and completely inherited the countless battle memories of the Blood-Slaying Demon Sword. His swordsmanship, in essence, Chu Fengmian has now become the true master recognized by the Blood-Slaying Demon Sword.

Similarly, this blood pool has also fallen into Chu Fengmian's hands, so he can easily find the existence of this blood sea, find the blood pool consciousness, and the flesh that is about to condense.

"Die!"

The sword in Chu Fengmian's hand moved, and he directly slashed at the flesh condensed by the blood pool consciousness.

Boom!

This flesh, under the sword of Chu Fengmian, was broken again, completely breaking the blood pool consciousness, and the mind that wanted to be reborn and continue to be the enemy of Chu Fengmian.

After doing all this, Chu Fengmian looked towards the center of the blood sea.

This blood pool consciousness, as a sword slave, can be reborn from the blood sea countless times, but Chu Fengmian does not intend to stalemate with him.

Although this blood pool consciousness is a sword slave, he can actually master some of the blood pool's abilities, and can even compete with Chu Fengmian. If he is not eliminated, it will always be a disaster.

Although Chu Fengmian is not clear now, how exactly this blood pool consciousness can do this, it is not important. He already has the idea of ​​completely destroying this blood pool consciousness.

This blood pool consciousness, at the moment of becoming a sword slave, has completely merged with the blood pool. In essence, if you want to destroy the blood pool consciousness, you must destroy the entire blood pool.

But this is for outsiders.

And for Chu Fengmian, the new owner of the blood pool.

It is not difficult for him to destroy this blood pool consciousness.

"Is this where the imprint of the blood pool consciousness is?"

Chu Fengmian's eyes focused, and he saw that in the center of the blood sea, there were actually blood-colored ancient characters arranged one by one.

Chu Fengmian had never seen such characters before, but he could know through the power of the blood pool that the characters on it were the characters of slaves.

These characters were the imprints of the sword slaves.

There were a total of twenty characters of slaves.

They represented the twenty sword slaves in the blood pool.

They fell in the blood pool, and their power and consciousness were all transformed into imprints, completely integrated into the blood pool.

Among these twenty characters of slaves, the one that ranked first and had the strongest power belonged to the blood pool consciousness.

"The Secret Art of Swallowing the Sky! Swallow it for me!"

Chu Fengmian's mind moved, and a force of swallowing the sky burst out, directly turning into a vortex, completely swallowing up a mark belonging to the blood pool consciousness.

The phantom of the swallowing beast was behind Chu Fengmian, roaring madly.

"No!"

The angry roar of the Blood Pool Consciousness was heard in the brand.

But no matter how he struggled.

Now he was just a brand in the Blood Pool.

With a body that was gathered by the power of the Blood Pool, he could still fight against Chu Fengmian. Without a body, all his struggles were in vain with just such a brand.

Under the swallowing of the Heaven-Swallowing Secret Art.

The voice of the Blood Pool Consciousness gradually became smaller and quieter. In the end, it was completely silent. The brand also became darker and darker, and finally disappeared completely.

There were only 19 consciousnesses left in the Blood Pool.

The brand belonging to the Blood Pool Consciousness was completely swallowed by the Heaven-Swallowing Secret Art. To be continued