Volume 4 Southern Xinjiang

Chapter 450: Blood Lake Space (5)

Following the original direction, he continued to fly forward, and no longer entangled with the headless corpses, and in this way he finally saw a building, a circular building about ten zhang in circumference and no more than three zhang high.

Flying around this building, he didn't see what kind of material this building was made of, and there was not even a door around it, which was particularly strange in this blood-mist-filled space.

He stood there, touched his chin with his right hand and pondered slightly, and with a finger of his right hand, a flying rainbow shot out directly, stabbing fiercely on the building, and sure enough, a blood-red light curtain lit up directly, and the flying rainbow was directly bounced.

"Circle!"

Yao Ze's face remained unchanged, his right hand connected the dots, and Feihong instantly stabbed in several different places, and every time it bounced away without exception.

Put away the flying sword, he stood there again, twisted his eyebrows and pondered for a while, his figure flew up directly, came to the roof of the building, his hands were gently on the top of the roof, the mana secretly vomited, and a blood-red light curtain lit up again, but he closed his eyes and realized.

After the time of the pillar of incense, he put away his hands, his face did not change, but his brows were still tightly furrowed, obviously this magic circle was not so easy to break.

"It seems that even if there is no water of life here, it should be an extremely important thing, and maybe there are some treasures in it!"

There was excitement in his eyes, and with a wave of his right hand, six small golden flags emitted a dazzling light, and they spun rapidly around the ceiling about three feet away, and in this space of blood mist, this gold color was particularly conspicuous.

Soon there was a gust of wind in the distance, Yao Ze's face remained unchanged, he didn't look back, and a soft voice came from behind, "Fellow Daoist, what is this place......?

Yao Ze turned his head to look, and a young man in a white shirt was looking at him, his face was pale, and he looked weak, but he had the cultivation of the Great Perfection of the Dan Period.

He didn't explain, just nodded, turned his face and continued to control the rapid rotation of the six-sided flag.

The monk frowned, obviously dissatisfied, and suddenly he seemed to remember something, and cried out with surprise, "The water of life!?

Before the man finished speaking, his figure flickered, and he stood directly opposite Yao Ze, with excitement in his eyes, "Fellow Daoist, those who see it have a share, this treasure can't be enjoyed exclusively!"

Yao Ze was a little speechless, this one knew that the wine was too much at a glance, and he relied on his cultivation to be a little higher than himself, so he stood so close with such a big grin, if he wanted to, he could solve him within a breath.

Seeing that Yao Ze ignored him, a trace of gloom flashed in his eyes, but he still stood there with a golden knife on his face, sneering on his face, obviously if Yao Ze didn't know each other, this person would not hesitate to deal with it.

Yao Ze didn't care about him, the six-square flag turned rapidly, the blood mist around kept rolling, and an hour later, the six-square flag suddenly became golden, and then disappeared directly, and a three-foot square hole was exposed.

The feminine monk shrieked, "Haha, thank you Daoyou, take the next step!"

As soon as the words fell, a figure disappeared.

Yao Ze touched his nose and didn't follow immediately, but it was a little strange, the smell of blood in this blood mist was relatively strong, but he didn't expect this cave to exude a stronger bloody aura.

He was just about to release his divine sense, when he suddenly heard a scream, it was the feminine monk who had just entered, but at this time his cry was full of fear, as if someone had grabbed him by the throat.

Yao Ze's heart tightened, and he hurriedly released his divine sense, but his divine consciousness could not leave his body!

He hesitated slightly, shook his body, and jumped down, the six-square flag spinning rapidly around him.

The space below is much better, and there isn't much blood mist, but the smell of blood makes people vomit.

The feminine monk was staring wide-eyed, and a "ho-ho" sound came out of his mouth, as if what was before him was terrifying him.

Yao Ze followed his gaze, a cool breath rose from the bottom of his heart, and fear grabbed his heart tightly like a big hand, making him feel difficult to breathe.

A huge circular altar filled with countless human heads!

Soon he recovered and circled the altar.

The altar was about three feet in circumference, and it was engraved with various patterns of living beings, and what made his heart tighten was that these patterns were extremely similar to those of the main hall of Tierra del Fuego!

It can be seen that these people are men and women, some are elderly, and some are infants. The expressions of the heads ranged from frightened to calm, as if their heads had been cut off in their sleep. It is roughly estimated that these heads are at least tens of thousands, or even more than hundreds of thousands, and all the heads are neatly stacked together, filling the entire altar.

If you kill so many people, and you have to put these heads in order, how much mental pressure you have to bear!

The feminine man also recovered, and flew around the altar, and he could clearly hear his gasping for air, and his heart was obviously not at peace.

The man flew to the top of the altar and suddenly let out a "huh" from his mouth, as if he had discovered something.

Yao Ze was looking down to study these patterns, and when he heard the sound, he glanced up at him, and saw that the man made a move with his right hand, as if he wanted to take something, and then the man flew low and reached out to grab something.

Suddenly, he exclaimed "ah", as if he had seen a ghost, and his figure flew up directly.

Yao Ze was also startled by him, but saw that the person's figure flew directly towards him, his face was extremely frightened, and he shouted: "Daoyou......"

As soon as the voice came out, the figure of the man fell directly in front of Yao Ze like a wooden stake.

"This ......"

Yao Ze didn't know what was going on, and with a flick of his sleeve, the man floated in the air, only to see that his face was hideous, as if he was in great pain, but he couldn't speak.

"Is it poisoning?"

Yao Zegang wanted to take a step forward to take a look, but found that on the man's constantly distorted face, a mini figure floated out of the center of his eyebrows, this little man was very similar to his face, and at this time he was also dancing with his hands and feet, his face was full of fear, but he couldn't make any sound.

"Out of body!"

Yao Ze was taken aback, what the hell is this, how can the soul go out of the body for no reason?

"No! someone cast a spell!"

I saw that the soul body had just left the body and disappeared, but Yao Ze could clearly see that the soul body was flying towards the middle of the altar.

Without any hesitation, the six-sided flag sent out a golden curtain of light around him, and his figure appeared directly above the altar, his eyes swept over, except for the dense human heads, he didn't find anything.

He stood in the air for a moment, his right hand stretched forward, and the human head on the top floor of the altar floated at the same time, and the human head was still neatly piled up below.

If you take away all the heads on this altar, you may find something, but he won't do such a thing, people have karma after death, and it's better to be less involved in them.

Looking at the figure floating in mid-air, he waved without hesitation, and a storage ring flew into his hand, without making any further stops, and the six-square flag flew directly out of the cave wrapped around him.

The blood mist outside is still very thick, but his face is already extremely ugly, there should be no water of life in this blood lake space, everything should be related to this altar.

Someone cut off the heads of hundreds of thousands of people and put them on the altar to sacrifice, but those headless corpses have increased in strength in this special environment, but they are just walking corpses that only know how to kill.

These people should have been killed by the two great powers of Tierra del Fuego, although there are many monks on the grassland, and more than 100,000 people are equivalent to a medium tribe, those big forces will sit idly by?

Unless......

He suddenly thought of the strange thing that had just arrived on Tierra del Fuego, there was only one mortal woman on the entire island, could it be that these people were all disciples of Tierra del Fuego?

Yao Ze felt cold in his heart, and killed his own disciples with his own hands, just for the sake of sacrifice, what a temptation it needed.

He didn't have time to think about this now, the whole blood mist was getting thicker and thicker, and even the soul of the feminine monk was detained, obviously the sacrifice had reached a critical time, so he had better find a place to hide and protect himself.

After thinking about it, I looked for another direction and quickly drove up.

The blood mist slowly began to fluctuate, as if someone was stirring in it, and there were more and more corpses on the way forward, although most of them were left behind, but there were already dozens of corpses waiting there in front of them.

He tried to change the direction of the down, and slowly found some clues, except for the way from which there were no corpses, the other three sides had more and more corpses converging, as if to prevent him from leaving.

Of course, it was impossible for him to return to the edge of the altar, he unfolded his body, the "Kunpeng Nine Changes" urged to the extreme, a blue lightning bolt was extremely eye-catching in the blood mist, those corpses had not reacted, his figure had disappeared without a trace.

Slowly, those corpses disappeared, and his speed did not decrease in the slightest, and he sped at a high speed for two days, estimated to be at least a few thousand miles, before he stopped, ready to find a place to set up a magic circle.

If one of those two great powers is true, it should be a month later that this space will open again, and whether you believe it or not, you have to find a place to survive these ten days.

He couldn't see anything clearly in the blood mist, so he could only fly slowly while searching, and finally found a small boulder, revealing that the part above the blood water was only three zhang in size, but it should be enough to arrange a magic circle.

As soon as he was about to fly over, two headless corpses floated over from the boulder, and before his body could reach his figure, two blood-red flying swords flew over first.

Yao Ze was unwilling to entangle with them, his body flickered, and he disappeared directly in place, and after a breath, the two headless corpses poured directly into the blood water.