Jiang Li and a group of other powerful men were running on a huge vermilion pillar.

However, the higher they went, the more they were suppressed by the flames.

And that downward force always drags them.

After barely running half the distance, everyone's speed slowed down a bit.

It was like having several huge mountains hanging behind you, and climbing up the vertical and smooth surface of the pillar using only your physical strength.

Gradually, his originally graceful movements became unusable.

Some of them even had to stop from time to time and start lying on the surface of the pillar using their hands and feet to rest.

You have to know that they are top-notch masters who have achieved perfect cultivation of their essence, energy and spirit. For hundreds and thousands of years, they have never felt what fatigue is like.

But at this moment, a red, slippery liquid flowed down from the top of the pillar.

Jiang Li recognized it as blood at a glance, and it was mixed with extremely vicious hatred.

It was already extremely difficult to move on this pillar. If it was stained with blood, it would undoubtedly make the situation even worse.

"careful!"

Jiang Li reacted immediately. A large amount of icy air surged out from his palms, freezing the blood that had already flowed to the front of his body.

However, due to the suppression within the City God Space, most of the energy will quickly dissipate after leaving the body.

As a result, Jiang Li's cold air could not spread far away, and he had to maintain a large amount of cold air output at all times, otherwise the flowing blood would thaw immediately and soak his head and face.

Looking up, the originally red pillar had its upper half completely stained with blood.

More liquid continued to flow down from both sides of his body, and it wouldn't be long before the entire pillar was covered with a layer of sticky blood.

This made the already difficult pillar to climb even more difficult.

Moreover, he could feel that the blood was eroding the spiritual energy he had released, which made the consumption of spiritual energy even greater.

The pace of the few people was greatly slowed down by the blood. Every further step required them to consume a large amount of spiritual energy to clear the blood in front.

And the person who did all this was already standing in front of Jiang Li.

A folding fan came silently towards him.

The folding fan and the halberd collided, and Jiang Li's feet were pushed back several feet.

The fake Blood King who had been standing on the long table had disappeared at some point.

He appeared directly on the pillar and blocked their progress.

Jiang Li could feel that if it were in his prime, the strength of this fake Blood King would be far inferior to his.

But at this moment, he was suppressed by the power of the City God, and there was also a force that wanted to pull him back to the ground at all times.

When fighting, it is naturally easy to suffer losses.

In a flash, the folding fan and Jiang Li's halberd clashed at high speed.

Jiang Li was pushed back by the continuous collisions, but he was waiting for the opportunity.

After a collision, the two sides distanced themselves again.

"You are not the Blood King, leave your name before you die."

Jiang Li, who seemed to be suppressed before, suddenly spoke.

Hearing Jiang Li's seemingly shameless words, the fake Blood King was not angry. Instead, he thought carefully for a moment and really said his name.

"Your opponent is Luo Xian, the captain of the Blood King's personal guard..."

Before he could finish his words, he was smashed to pieces by the Human Emperor's Battle Halberd.

Jiang Li just waited for five seconds and used the power of the status panel to eliminate the suppression of the City God Temple.

In an instant, he burst out with power and easily smashed Luo Xian into pieces.

But the next moment, the suppressive power of the City God Temple enveloped him again.

The feeling of falling down again within a breath of recovery after just recovering my strength was not pleasant at all.

After taking two breaths, just when Jiang Li was about to blow away the blood on the surface of the pillar and continue upwards.

The blood mist that exploded did not disappear, but floated back for a distance and turned into a man.

He was wearing the Blood King's crown, looked exactly like the Blood King, and his whole body was made of blood. Wasn't he the guy who had just been smashed to pieces by him?

The fake Blood King smiled, seeming to be very satisfied with the stunned expression on Jiang Li's face.

"We meet again. Your opponents now are the Alliance of Vengeance, the Blood King's personal guards, and Bai Dingdian!"

This fake Blood King inexplicably changed his name and called himself Bai Dingdian.

The folding fan in his hand turned into a spear, and he rushed forward waving the spear with a fierce look.

Jiang Li could only wield his halberd to parry.

But this time, what surprised him was that the power of the opponent's gun was unexpectedly weak.

He easily cut off the spear and chopped it down with his halberd, splitting the obstacle in half again.

Jiang Li stared at the other person carefully this time.

This fake Blood King was cut into two pieces at once.

Jiang Li could clearly feel that a soul was shattered under his halberd.

Logically speaking, the soul has been scattered and the person should be dead.

But the next moment, not far away, another identical bloody figure stood up again.

"You killed me again. Now your opponents are the Revenge Alliance, the Blood King's personal guards, and Shi Shen!"

This re-condensed blood man also looks like the Blood King.

But the name changed again, and the weapons used and the fighting style and posture also changed.

The fake Blood King, who called himself Shi Can, rushed forward with a pumpkin-sized hammer.

This time, the blood man's strength is obviously a level higher than before.

The power exerted by swinging the sledgehammer is enough to rival that of an ordinary earthly immortal.

But the difference is that his body is far not as strong as that of an earthly immortal.

After Jiang Li broke through the opponent's thirty-three hammer shadows, he slashed down with his halberd, piercing them into a pool of blood.

It was also the wailing before being reduced to ashes. As a practitioner of the Nine Netherworld Taoist Scripture, Jiang Li would not be unable to see this.

Then, in less than a breath, the other party appeared from behind Jiang Li again, and this time the weapon in his hand was replaced with a long sword.

Speaking in mouth.

"Your opponent now is the Blood King's personal guard, Nie Fei!"

Then he slashed at Jiang Li's back.

However, the sword was unexpectedly weak and had no effect. It couldn't even cut through the long gown on Jiang Li, which was made by the ugly female demon king.

Then it was smashed into pieces by Jiang Jiangli's sweeping blow.

As this happened repeatedly, Jiang Li began to feel frightened.

Although this fake Blood King does not have a strong physique, he seems to be immortal and can be resurrected repeatedly, which makes him even more troublesome.

Jiang Li naturally didn't believe it at first, so he swung his spear and continued to kill the opponent.

The opponent's strength seems to fluctuate, and the weapons he uses and the way he fights are also ever-changing.

The descendant of the Human Emperor tried to kill the opponent hundreds of times using various other methods, but every time this guy would be resurrected next to him as if nothing had happened, as if there was no limit at all.

If it goes on like this without end, even Jiang Li, a perpetual motion machine, will suffer psychological trauma.

"Heir of the Human Emperor, how are you?"

"Who are you, the evildoer, to dare to act so violently in front of us?"

At this time, the other twelve high-ranking gods also gathered around.

They did not abandon Jiang Li and continued on their journey.

Including Jiang Li, each of them was like a Super Saiyan, using bursts of spiritual energy to blow away the blood flow while surrounding the fake Blood Prince.

They keep releasing spiritual energy all the time, which can sustain them for quite some time at the earthly immortal level.

However, a slowdown in speed is unavoidable.

"Why don't you tell the truth, monster?"

The dean of Mohen Academy shouted loudly, waved the earth-level brush in his hand, and unleashed his ink calligraphy magic with more than ten times the usual consumption.

The word "誠" slowly dissipated and flew above the bloody man's head.

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I quickly smelled it before Mozi disappeared.

"Monster! Where do you come from?"

The fake Blood King took a look at the ink words above his head and did not resist. Instead, he kept calling out names as if he was calling out the menu.

"My name is Zhao Erniu, I'm from the Blood King's personal guard, and I'm from Chongzhou."

"My name is Bao Wenguang, I am from the Blood King's personal guard, and I am from Monster State."

"My name is Feng Yangyun, I am a member of the Blood King's personal guard, and I live in the City of Ten Thousand Poems."

"My name is Lu Song, I am a member of the Blood King's personal guard, and I was born in the Seven Miles of Golden Field!"...

After being labeled with the word "honesty", theoretically speaking, the other party should not be able to tell lies.

Even if there is a strong person who can use the magical power of ink to make up lies.

Then after telling a lie, the word "誠" above your head should automatically disappear.

But now it seems that what the other party said is clearly the truth.

Fortunately, except Jiang Li, the other twelve people present were all knowledgeable old guys, and some secret knowledge was not difficult for them.

"Who can stop me from coming and going? I am neither born nor dead, neither empty nor non-existent. My friend dies, but I shall live!"

"Amazing magic, a carp that can cross the river!"

“Haha, this magical power was given to the Blood King by me, Long. I never thought that someone could actually master it!”

An old man with a long beard among the twelve top gods had an inexplicable light flashing in his eyes, and he revealed the other party's background.

The so-called "carp crossing the river" means that the practitioners are the river and others are the carp.

There are countless big and small fish in the river. When all things fall into the river, only the fish die.

This is what it means: I would rather die than let my friend die!

Theoretically, as long as there are "enough fish in the river", practitioners are almost invincible! "You called out their names. This should be the last commemoration of those dead warriors!"

"What about your own name?"

"Moves and weapons can deceive, but eyes cannot."

"From beginning to end, your eyes have never changed at all. The only one controlling this body has been you."

"Before you die, don't you want to leave your name behind?"

The Mozi on the fake Blood King's head had disappeared. The thirteen strong men were preparing other means, some of which were magical powers.

They just didn't believe that they couldn't break this divine passage with their combined strength! "So it's the Grand Master in person. I'm so sorry."

"The student has no name, and only a person without a name can practice such magical powers."

"If you insist, just call me student shadow."

The Shadow Blood King was not at all panicked when his power was exposed. It was obvious that it was not easy to restrain such a magical power.

The other party is absolutely sure that they can keep them here until the real Blood King becomes king.

"Rumor has it that there is a shadow with the same appearance following the Blood King."

"Defeating death for the king one hundred and seven times! I guess that's you!"

No wonder he looks so much like the Blood King. The imitation is so lifelike.

It turns out that five thousand years ago, this shadow was the Blood King's substitute.

And he used the divine power of Jiang Zhiji to block multiple assassination attempts for the Blood King, making him the last surviving of the last nine kings.

It’s a pity that he still couldn’t avoid the knife in the back from the master.

"According to my observation, there are at least 100,000 souls hidden in this body. If I use normal means, I will kill him 100,000 times!"

"That would be a waste of time. If we can't kill it, let's seal it up first!"

Several people naturally thought of this.

They all used their own methods to attack the shadow that was surrounded in the middle.

Then, a big word "Seal" appeared above the Shadow Blood King's head.

As soon as the seal word was formed, a terrifying suction force immediately erupted.

Draw everything on the Shadow Blood King into the ink character.

Jiang Li and others assisted from the side to prevent even a tiny bit of stuff from escaping from the Shadow Blood King.

The shadow that looked like the Blood King soon turned into a blood ball that was tightly attached to the ink characters.

Then, the black ink spread throughout the blood cell.

Finally, it turned into an inky ball and fell to the ground.

They could be sure that nothing had escaped from the small ball just now.

But obviously, the Shadow Blood King's confidence cannot be solved by a simple seal.

A bloody hand picked up the bead, looked at it with interest, and then threw it away.

"Your current opponents are the Revenge Alliance, the Blood King's personal guards, and Wen Xun!"

The shadow that reappeared in front of everyone was still the Blood King.

It was extremely difficult for everyone to climb this pillar covered in blood.

If this guy keeps harassing us, it will be as difficult as becoming an immortal! "You guys go through first, I'll stop him here."

Just when everyone was in trouble, the masked descendant of the Human Emperor spoke up and took the initiative to take on this tough task.

"But Senior Kongchan, can you let me see the divine passage Jiang Zhiji?"

"If we can understand a little bit about that magical power, we may be more confident in dealing with it."

Jiang Li has never had the habit of working for others for free.

Since you are going to contribute, of course you have to get some benefits.

Even he had limited magical powers. It would be good to have one more, as it might come in handy someday.

Taoist Kongchan is the one who has lived for more than five thousand years and was once the teacher of the Blood Prince. He is an old monster who has lived from the last era and has unfathomable strength.

Taoist Kongchan looked at the Shadow Blood King and pondered for a moment, then finally took out a piece of black jade and gave it to Jiang Li.

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