The blood dripped, and there was a ticking sound without splashing at all. It all disappeared inside the coffin, and a faint red color appeared.
As if they noticed that the blood flow was getting less and less, the two people pulled out their fingers from the throat and made a swipe at the wrist. The bright red blood stains on the throat converged and disappeared into the coffin.
"Hiss..." Some cultivators couldn't bear it and gasped, "This is a suicide blood sacrifice!"
Blood sacrifices are not uncommon on the mainland. They sacrifice people directly and end their lives in an instant. But such a blood sacrifice that slowly drains out their own blood is a bit unbearable even for them.
"Gulu, Gulu!" The voices of the two people sounded again, which was the last echo after the blood dried up.
"Jie Jie!" A creepy voice came out from the two people's mouths again, and then there was the sound of bones breaking, and the two of them looked at Lu Chen and the others who were close to the stone wall at the same time.
"Come on, come on, none of you can leave, this is your home, come back, come back!" It's like the voice of the Nine Netherworlds, breathtaking.
Just a word, the figure that was awake just now became sluggish, and figures took steps towards the iron chain, like a walking zombie!
"Qin Ming!" Lu Chen shook his head, woke up suddenly, and shouted sharply.
"This..." In the cave, the echo had not dissipated. Everyone felt cold sweat dripping down their backs. It was so terrifying. With just one word, all of them almost made a blood sacrifice.
"Thank you, Fellow Daoist Lu!" Everyone looked apologetic and no longer had any doubts.
Lu Chen remained silent, his eyes still staring at the top of the coffin. If it weren't for the strange movement in his soul sea, I'm afraid even he would have found out.
"You can't leave, come back!" The bewitching voice echoed. This time everyone was prepared and did not sink.
"Jie Jie..." The sinister voice continued. The two raised their right hands and thrust them into their chests in front of everyone's disbelieving eyes. After a burst of squirming, a bloody heart appeared. It beat from time to time, making everyone's faces turn pale. .
With a strong hand, the beating heart exploded with a loud bang, turning into a blood mist that filled the top of the coffin. After a moment, the blood mist disappeared, leaving only the two walking corpses smiling sinisterly as they continued to tear the internal organs out of the body one by one. , and then exploded into blood mist.
Seeing the last two eyeballs being crushed, someone finally couldn't bear it anymore and hid in the corner of the stone wall with a pale face.
"This..." Even those who can bear it will see their legs tremble when they see the next scene, and they slump down against the stone wall with a look of fear on their faces.
On the coffin, two long-broken bodies were still standing, and the sound of coldness continued. He slowly raised his hands to hold the sides of the head, "Jie Jie..." He smiled, used his hands hard, and the whole head was twisted off by himself and held up. In the palm of my hand, the cold sound dissipated.
"Ah..." Some cultivators couldn't bear it anymore and roared. They were powerful, ninth-level martial arts masters and leaders in their respective powers, but they had never experienced such a bloody scene.
On the necks of the two corpses, there was a steady stream of blood, spraying everywhere. It only took a moment for the sprayed blood to fall back onto the coffins and disappear, leaving only the flash of red color on the coffins.
"It's over..." This is probably what all ascetics hope for in their hearts.
Everyone finally breathed a sigh of relief. Even if Lu Chen was determined, his expression was extremely ugly.
boom!
Just as they breathed a sigh of relief, the coffin suddenly trembled, and everyone was startled. Then, two heads rolled on the coffin, facing everyone, and the empty holes of their eyes seemed to be staring at them, which was extremely eerie. , can see through their souls and captivate their souls.
"Creak!" The sound of gnawing bones resounded throughout the pit, and everyone turned extremely pale. In the pit not far away, two heads that had been torn off by themselves rolled to their feet, opened their mouths, looked at everyone, and looked directly at them. Take one bite.
Blood stains flowed down the corner of his mouth, which rose slightly. He looked at everyone with a smile, and kept chewing his toes, then his calves and thighs, which was very scary. ap.
Some people couldn't bear it and thought it was over, but now, compared to just crushing their own internal organs and exploding them, it was much crueler than before, and eating their bodies alive in one bite.
No, that or
Xu was not a corpse yet, but his head was still alive after being torn off. When he was chewing himself, he seemed to feel that it was too slow, and his hands actually moved, constantly tearing off pieces of flesh and blood from the corpse and stuffing them into the mouth of the head.
The sounds of flesh and blood being torn apart, bones breaking, and chewing sounds, especially the sounds when bones are chewed, are simply devastating.
After a long time, there were two heads on the coffin, staring at everyone with their empty eye sockets. The corpse had been chewed clean by the heads, and not even the clothes were left.
"Jie Jie!" Miserable laughter echoed through the pit, and then the heads rolled, slammed together, and bit down.
Dark red blood, white brains, and skulls were scattered around the coffin. For a moment, there was nothing on the coffin. It seemed that the two ascetics had never been there.
"Is this a human being?" A monk's voice trembled.
"Look!" A monk pointed at the bottom of the coffin and exclaimed.
Hearing this, everyone looked in the direction of his finger and saw that it was at the bottom of the coffin. There seemed to be traces of blood dripping down there. Every time the blood dripped, a squeaking sound would be heard from the pool of red blood rolling below. Like cold water poured on red-hot charcoal.
"This seems different from the Jin Zun Blood Evil Formation!" Qin Ming was a little confused. According to the incomplete records in the ancient books, this scene should not have happened.
Lu Chen stared at the deep pit for a long time and said, "This should be the Jin Zun Blood Evil Formation. As for the differences..."
Lu Chen recalled everything that happened in the Qinglong Realm, "According to what you said, the Jinzun Blood Evil Formation uses the power of blood and Buddhist treasures to allow the existence between the two to reach a temporary intermediate point. Reincarnation?"
Qin Ming nodded when he heard this and looked at Lu Chen with a surprised look on his face. He didn't know what he meant by mentioning it again.
"But there is no blood in this blood pool. In other words, what nourishes the coffin is no longer blood!"
"What?" someone exclaimed, and then, feeling the breath floating in the air, "This has the breath of the beast tribe!"
Lu Chen nodded, "This is not an ordinary beast tribe, it should be the evil spirit of the beast!"
According to Lu Chen's guess, the Golden Lord Blood Evil Formation requires a lot of blood energy to nourish it, but where can such a large amount of blood essence be found to support it? When Huanyue Valley discovered this place, they could only find another way to use the energy of the beast evil spirit.
"It is rumored that there are very few evil beasts!"
Lu Chen nodded, feeling extremely in awe of the seniors who arranged the Golden Lord Blood Demon Array. He saluted three times in the direction of the coffin, and then turned and walked towards the stairs under the stone wall.
"Brother Lu, don't you want to explore the treasures in the coffin?" A monk asked, looking at the coffin and then at Lu Chen.
"Treasure?" Lu Chen asked, "Can you get into the coffin?"
After saying that, he turned around and continued moving forward without waiting for anyone else's reaction. He just wanted to leave here without exposing himself, and enter the Huan Yue Valley to find the Nine Nether Souls. At that time, he would have enough confidence even to step into the Sword Sect.
Thinking of Jian Zong, the figure that could never be erased appeared in his mind, and Lu Chen couldn't help clenching his fists while walking.
"This..." No one expected that Lu Chen would react like this. Everyone knew that there was definitely a treasure inside the coffin in the Golden Lord's Blood Evil Formation. It was definitely a treasure that would cause a sensation in the Southern Wilderness and even the entire continent. It was just like the treasure in the Immortal Spirit Palace. The existence of the young man in front of him gave up like this?
"Fellow Daoist Lu!" Some cultivators are still determined not to give up. This place is weird. They can see that the young man in front of them is not simple. He might be able to resist the weirdness, and they want him to take the lead.
Lu Chen ignored him and continued on his way, with only Qin Ming following closely behind.
Everyone looked at each other, gritted their teeth, and their figures flashed, appearing on the road Lu Chen must pass.
"Friend Daoist Lu, if we get the treasure in the coffin, our lives will be rewritten. We don't need to hide in this barren land of the Southern Wilderness. The Central Territory is where we should go!" They said in a confused way without giving up.
"Get out of the way!" Lu Chen frowned slightly. These people in front of him were too greedy. I'm afraid Huanyue Valley and his party couldn't count on them. They might fall here at any time.
The Jinzun Blood Fiend Formation, a spiritual formation that is difficult for top forces to set up, could not be touched by a few of them, the ninth-level cultivators of the great martial arts. How many great martial arts masters can be said in the barren southern wilderness? sentence
In other words, in the Central Realm, they exist like ants.
"Fellow Daoist Lu, don't give me a toast and eat as a penalty. If you get the treasure, everyone will have a share. Otherwise, you alone may not be able to withstand the cooperation of several of us!" Someone behind him threatened.
Looking around, six figures had already surrounded him in the center.
When Lu Chen heard this, he was unmoved and glanced at Qin Ming, "What about you?"
"Brother Lu has saved my life more than once. Qin Ming is certainly not an ungrateful person. If Brother Lu needs anything, there is no need to ask!" Qin Ming was very determined, already holding the hilt of the sword with his right hand.
Lu Chen nodded, "But some people are ungrateful!" After saying that, the figure disappeared. When he reappeared, his right hand was already holding the monk who was blocking his path. Spiritual power surged, and he easily Can crush its throat.
"You...are you a strong person in the Spirit King Realm?" Everyone's expression changed when they noticed Lu Chen's terrifying speed and the spiritual power spewing from his palms.
"Why do I need the Spirit King to kill you?" Lu Chen's voice was cold, and he threw it away casually. The figure in his hand hit the stone wall and he slumped down, bloodless. For the pampered man, he felt that death was so close to him for the first time, and he felt that suffocation. , the feeling that life was completely out of his control made him despair.
Looking at the people who turned around and didn't care about him at all, he realized how stupid he had been just now.
Qin Ming breathed a sigh of relief, his eyes became firmer, but he was secretly glad that he seemed to have made the right bet.
"Let's go!" After calling Qin Ming, Lu Chen turned around and continued walking downwards.
The passage was in the shape of a staircase, rotating downwards. As time passed, everyone discovered that the coffin that was supposed to be suspended in the middle had lost its trace. According to their speed, it should be below the side of the coffin at this moment.
Before my eyes, there was no trace of the coffin.
