Mo asked, hearing this guy's words, he staggered and almost couldn't help vomiting. He glared at utred Kaman and said impolitely, "when did you become so glib? Have you been in China for a long time and learned from those guys badly? "
"Er... I'm telling you the truth, master. You are really great, and your strength has improved too fast. I really admire you..." utred Kaman said happily with his eyes spinning.
"Shut up Mo Wen Wen Yan stares at utre de Kaman coldly. But soon, he can't help laughing. Unexpectedly, utre de Kaman, the old fellow of blood clan, is an old urchin, which makes Mo Wen's inner tension ease a lot.
"Shua!" At this moment, utred Kaman's body suddenly rose.
Mo Wen and utred Kaman step to the side of the pit, looking at the rolling red fog from the pit, frowning slightly.
He could not detect how deep the sinkhole was.
"Are you sure there's a baby in there?" Mo asked, squinting at utred Kaman on his shoulder and wondering.
"I can feel that this thing has a close relationship with the blood clan, and it's extraordinary. Although I can't know exactly what it is, I can judge from its breath that this thing must be earth shaking!" Utred Kaman nodded heavily, as if he was not happy with Mo Wen's doubt.
Don't ask for a flash of vision, a little ponder, immediately Shua's body, straight to Tiankeng gradually sink.
When sinking, don't ask if the mind is constantly expanding. Unfortunately, no matter how he peeps, he can't reach the bottom of the pit, as if the pit has no end.
At the same time, it is full of the bloody breath of yin and cold, which is coming from below and diffuses around Mo Wen, as if forming a real red fog.
As utred Kaman said, everything here is really closely related to the blood clan.
Mo Wen looks calm, but his inner vigilance does not decrease at all. As he sinks, he grows stronger and stronger. He knows that if there is a treasure hidden under the pit, it will never be so safe.
Don't say anything else, just the old monster you saw outside before, let Mo Wen shudder.
It can be seen that there should be living creatures in this grotto. It is very likely that the voice is from the spirit sealed here.
Once you meet that old monster, don't ask. You have self-knowledge. It's absolutely difficult to deal with it with your current cultivation. Therefore, if you want to live, you must be careful.
The more you go down, the stronger the blood will be. Even Mo Wen's breath is emitting red gas. It's like going to Shura hell. It's frightening.
Slowly, don't ask what you see, there are a lot of blood stains on the pit wall around you. However, these blood stains have been dry for a long time, like spots, all over the pit wall. At a glance, it's shocking.
"What's down here?" Mo can't help exploding his scalp. The blood gushing from the pit under his feet is the only thing he has ever seen in his life. It seems that there is a huge slaughterhouse below, and countless creatures have died.
This kind of breath, Mo Wen can clearly judge that there are not only practitioners, but also all kinds of monster's blood.
Don't ask to control the speed of sinking, also don't know how long, at this time, his whole body suddenly tremble, eyes show the look of great terror, at this moment, even the breathing has become rapid.
It was not only him, but utred Kaman also seemed to find the clue. He grabbed Mo Wen's shoulder robe, his eyes suddenly opened round, with a strong look of horror.
Because at this time, Mo Wen found that there was a pair of invisible eyes in the endless place below, penetrating the nothingness and staring at himself.
This is definitely not an illusion, but a sense of crisis as a strong cultivator, commonly known as the sixth sense.
Don't ask, staring at the bottom, the whole person dare not move, each bean big sweat drops, rolling down along the forehead, but almost as soon as it fell, it was quickly swallowed by the rolling red fog under the feet.
"Come on, come on..." just at this time, the old voice of the past reverberated directly in the sea of mowen consciousness again. This time, the voice was much clearer than last time.
"Utred Kaman, do you hear me?" Don't ask immediately heart read a move, through and utred Kaman's spiritual connection, scared asked.
"No, I can't hear anything. What do you hear?" Utred Kaman's eyes were startled with a ray of deep confusion.
"Am I the only one to hear?" Don't ask the heart doubts, shook his head, "nothing!"
"Although I can't hear any sound, I always feel a pair of invisible eyes staring at me. This kind of feeling, like being locked by something, is uncomfortable all over!" Utred Kaman murmured.
But as utred Kaman's words fell, the invisible eyes suddenly disappeared, and even the old strange voice disappeared.
"Play the devil!" Don't ask to bite teeth, he can't judge who is the owner of those eyes, but since he has decided, he will never shrink back.
At the thought of this, Mo Wen once again shook his body, broke the layers of red fog, and went straight to the bottom of the pit.
As it sank, the red fog around it became thicker and thicker. It was as if it had materialized. It was like a water mist, and there were terrible ripples. However, with the help of the shield around Mo Wen's body, there was not a drop of blood on his body.
In a flash of time, more than ten minutes passed.
As Mo Wen continued to sink, his mind finally reached the bottom of the pit.
Under a probe, Mo Wen's whole body could not help shaking violently, and his face suddenly became extremely ugly.
At the bottom of the pit, there is still a huge underground cave. The blood wave is like a volcanic eruption, rolling and rolling, spreading a powerful force.
Of course, this is not the main reason why Mo Wen was shocked. What he was really shocked about was that in the sea of blood, the bodies of countless practitioners were floating in it.
The number of them is appalling. Don't ask. Just a little peep, you will find more than a hundred.
What's more terrible is that these corpses seem to have lost all their blood and essence, and their eyes are wide open. Even though they have been dead for more than 100 years, there are still deep palpitations in their eyes. It's no doubt that these strong practitioners have suffered serious threats before they die. They must have seen something extremely terrible.
"Do you want to go on?" Do not ask the bottom of my heart suddenly rose a strong chill, some indecisive up.
"Good... A lot of corpses. What's so special? What's hidden in this deep pit? They've sucked all their blood essence. Lord... Master, why don't we go back?" Utred Kaman soon discovered the abnormality under him through the peeping of his mind. His small eyes immediately burst out with a look of horror, and he began to murmur and persuade with fear.
"If we don't go into the tiger's den, we can't get the tiger's son. Since we've reached this level, there's no reason to shrink back. Anyway, we can't get out. There's only a dead end to being trapped here. Let's go down and have a look!" Don't ask Wen Yan, a little ponder, immediately hard bite teeth, unwilling to wait for death and the spirit of risk-taking, instantly occupied the upper hand.
What he said is true. If you go back and stay in the cave at the top, there is no way to heaven and no way to enter. But if you take a risk to go down and explore, maybe you can find the exit.
Don't ask if you are a wise man. You naturally know how to choose.
With caution and caution, Mo Wen continued to sink. He grasped the snake scale dagger with his right hand and was ready to strike a decisive blow at any time.
Finally, after about ten minutes, Mo Wen and utred Kaman sank to the cave below and suspended above the seemingly endless sea of blood.
As soon as his eyes were swept away, Mo Wen could not help but stimulate his spirit and cool his mouth. His eyes suddenly opened round, with a strong look of disbelief and horror.
In front of him, a hundred meters away, stands a huge bloody mountain. On the top of the mountain, unexpectedly