Chapter 1080

This is to let Chu Xuan's heart excited beyond the limit, in this kind of crisis heavy place, cultivation recovery can be more than a little survival possibility.

Whoosh!

The red clouds above the blood lake are vast and boundless. As far as you can see, you can't even see the way back.

Only the sound of whistling on the lake made Chu Xuan feel tight.

Clearly there is no wind. Where is the wind coming from? This is the source of panic in Chu Xuan's heart.

Tick, tick, tick

The cold sweat from the forehead converged into a stream, flowing along the cheek, dropping to the ground, and the sound was extremely clear.

It's so quiet here. It's so weird that the needle can be heard. It makes people's hair stand on end.

The sense of comfort just now disappeared and was replaced by the fear brought by strangeness.

"No, it's not suitable to stay here for a long time. You have to leave quickly."

Chuxuan carefully around a time, just saw the lake in the red fog, as if there is a black shadow leaping, scared to run forward.

In the sky hung the high sun, which should have been golden in the red fog under the refraction of the sun into the color of blood.

Like the setting sun shining on his face. The outline of his face is handsome and prominent, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, sword eyebrows and starry eyes, and his lips are slightly thick, which is as solid as knife cutting and axe carving.

The sun is dim, there is no wind but there is a howl.

Chuxuan snorted along the blood Lake running, not long on sweating, panting.

At the moment, the strange with boundless depression and gloom, let him out of breath, with running, or trance, there are some inexplicable voice into the ear.

These sounds, there are gold and iron horses, there are shouting days of fighting, there is not willing to fear the cry, sometimes let his scalp numb, sometimes let them blood boil.

As he ran, he leaned his head to the place where the sound came from. In the red fog on the blood lake, he saw the ethereal and uncertain figures floating around.

There were many figures, men and women, but some of them lacked arms and legs, some looked terrible, but their eyes were blank, and they looked like ghosts.

In the lake began to have some shrill ghost cry wolf howl sound appeared, these wandering souls more and more, all eyes empty numb wandering on the blood lake, with the wind floating in the blood mist.

No one knows what these transparent shadows are, and chuxuan naturally doesn't know, even more frightened in his heart.

Everything here is a mystery, a big mystery.

Chu Xuan's arrival, did not set off a trace of spray, only with full of fear running.

Chuxuan guessed in his heart that this was probably the immortal devil who died in the ancient war.

The wind is howling in my ears!

He ran hard at the edge of the blood lake. How much of his cultivation power was restored, he could only use his step in the air. He wanted to leave the unknown and strange place quickly.

The sun has set, the moon has risen, and night has suddenly come.

Fortunately, the red fog is full of here. The sunlight and moonlight are the same under the refraction of the red fog. The only difference is the light intensity.

Chuxuan felt that he had endless strength. He didn't know how long he had been running. His expression had already begun to be in a trance. His feet were driven by the fear in his heart and instinctively swung quickly.

His people seem to have gradually integrated with the red fog, and his clothes have been stained with the color of red fog, with a faint smell of blood lingering.

There is no darkness here, only light of different degrees of light, the rise and fall of the sun does not affect the rotation of years here.