{I'm sorry, there are a lot of people in the family in the past two days of the New Year, and I drank some wine in the evening, so I can only change it today, forgive me, and finally, I wish you all a happy new year!}

The bloody light in the Death Swamp reached the sky, dyeing almost half of the sky red, like a cloud stained red with blood, even near the ancient city of Kama on the other side of the Blood Prison, and it attracted everyone's attention almost instantly.

And the feeling of Ling Feng and the cold wind near this poured blood light was even more profound, and the bloody aura could be felt from afar, and the bloody aura was also mixed with a strong killing intent in it, as if an ancient fierce beast had broken through the seal, it was very terrifying.

However, Ling Feng and Leng Feng were also considered to be masters of the arts, and they did not retreat because of this terrifying killing machine, but instead accelerated their speed.

Especially the cold wind, because this boundless killing intent caused the killing intent in his heart, as if something was calling him in front of him, he couldn't extricate himself.

Ling Feng didn't notice the change in the cold wind, he just wanted to rush over as soon as possible to see what was going on over there.

However, as they were about to approach the center, several red figures suddenly burst out of the swamp and swung the big knives in their hands towards Ling Feng and them.

At this time, Ling Feng also saw the appearance of several red figures clearly, it was a group of people, but this group of people was shrouded in blood-colored energy, and their eyes were extremely red.

The most surprising thing is that the eyes of these people have no color at all, and some are just boundless killing intent, just like a beast with red eyes.

This situation startled Ling Feng, he knew that this group of people had been seized of consciousness by the killing intent, and had been reduced to a machine that only knew how to kill.

And they, looking at themselves and the cold wind at the moment, rushed over as if they had seen their prey.

Ling Feng didn't dare to be careless, and immediately took out Fang Tian's painting halberd and greeted him.

Fortunately, this group of people looked fierce, but they didn't have any thinking, and they relied on the strong killing intent to control them, so they couldn't exert much strength at all, and they were killed by Ling Feng almost in a flash.

But this batch has just been killed, and another batch has emerged from the ground, and the number is dozens of times as many as before, densely packed together, which makes people's scalps tingle when they look at it.

"Leng Feng, where are you going?" At this moment, Ling Feng had the idea of leaving, because he felt that there was likely to be great danger ahead, and even life was in danger.

But just as Ling Feng was about to shout for Leng Feng to leave, he seemed to rush over, and what made him most strange was that this group of people didn't come up to deal with Leng Feng, but instead made way for him.

"Cold wind, come back quickly!" The uneasiness in Ling Feng's heart became more and more intense, and he said that he was about to go up and bring him back.

But as soon as he moved, countless figures blocked in front of him, separating him from the cold wind, and rushed towards him desperately.

But Ling Feng didn't stop because of this, but killed the past, preparing to kill a bloody way to take the cold wind away.

His idea was very good, but when he started it, he realized that he had taken it for granted, and these people were like death squads, swarming up.

Although these people had no consciousness and couldn't block their own blows at all, there were too many of them, and as soon as he killed one, two people filled up, which made him unable to move forward at all.

And in this process, the cold wind went farther and farther, and finally completely disappeared in front of Ling Feng's eyes.

"No, we have to bring him back. Ling Feng guessed that this cold wind should have been pulled by something in front of him, and even like everyone else, it was controlled.

If he is not saved, he is likely to become the same thing as this group of people, so he immediately cast "Killing the Sky", and forcibly killed a bloody path and chased in the direction where the cold wind disappeared.

But the further he went, the more numerous the group became, which directly caused him to move more and more slowly.

Along the way, Ling Feng was almost exhausted of his strength, if it weren't for Ling Feng's body being stronger than others, and a large number of pills to recover, he would probably have been exhausted.

After finally killing and killing again, he arrived at the center of the Death Swamp, where there was a blood-colored castle suspended there, and there was a bloody mist on it, and from time to time a few blood-colored skeleton phantoms would appear, but they were soon pressed back by a powerful force.

As for those skeletons, they were full of strong unwillingness, and boundless anger and killing intent came out of them, forming a storm, and even Ling Feng was greatly affected.

"That's ......" But the most uncomfortable thing for Ling Feng to bear was the terrifying killing intent, but those skeletons, because the appearance of those blood-colored skeletons was exactly the same as the appearance condensed by the Shura Array, but they were even more bloody and cold, far from being comparable to the Shura condensed by the Shura Array.

But Ling Feng heard that Shura had long been extinct, how could there still be here, it looked like it had been sealed.

"Cold wind?" At this moment, Ling Feng saw that directly in front of this castle, there were hundreds of blood-colored cocoons, and a figure loomed inside each of these cocoons.

And above the hundreds of blood cocoons, there was an even thicker blood cocoon, and there was also a person inside, and Ling Feng was immediately sure that person was Leng Feng, because the sword behind his back was too conspicuous.

Moreover, his current situation is different from the others, his power is growing, while the power of others is weakening dramatically.

Suddenly, one of the blood cocoons ruptures, and a skinny skeleton falls from it, but soon, as if the skeleton has been injected with vitality, the skin that encloses the bones begins to slowly stretch open, and finally returns to its original form.

It's just that at this time, his body was filled with blood-colored energy, and his eyes were extremely red, just like the group of people who blocked him before.

The most important thing is that as this blood cocoon ruptures, a person reappeared under the swamp, and a blood-colored long line fell, and in the blink of an eye, the person was re-wrapped, and a new blood cocoon was born.

"They're breaking the seal. When Ling Feng saw this, he didn't know what they were doing, and his heart trembled violently.

He knows better than anyone how terrifying Shura is, once they break the seal, let alone this blood prison, the entire immortal realm will be affected, and it is inevitable that the living beings will be destroyed.

Ling Feng really wanted to do something, but he was self-aware, with his strength, he couldn't stop all this at all, the only thing he could do was to rescue the cold wind and leave here.

As for the future, it's not for him to think about, as the saying goes, when the sky falls, there is a tall man on top, and he is not qualified to bother with that thought.

Having determined this, Ling Feng's thoughts became clear, and he rushed directly towards the blood cocoon that shrouded in the cold wind.

And his move immediately attracted the attention of those Shura in the castle, and immediately let out a piercing horn sound, and the next moment, countless earth blood slaves emerged from the ground, killing Ling Feng like moths to a fire.

"Netherland, come out and help. Ling Feng had no choice but to pin his hopes on the Netherworld Ghost Swamp, so he immediately threw it out.

As soon as it came out, the Netherworld Ghost Swamp was still a little happy.

Although it is a formation spirit, it depends on the Netherworld Ghost Swamp to survive, and it can be said that it is a relationship of both prosperity and loss.

And the Netherworld Ghost Swamp itself is a swamp, so it can naturally devour other swamp advancements, especially the rich death qi in it is also something it likes.

It's just that when he felt the breath of Shura, he couldn't be happy.

"Can't help, send me back. Netherworld said.

It's not that it doesn't want to help Ling Feng, but it doesn't dare to help, because it is a little afraid of these Shura, as if they are its own nemesis, so it is afraid that it will not devour this death ghost swamp, but it will be swallowed by them.

"If you don't help, you have to help, or you won't want to go back. Ling Feng couldn't care about it so much now, and rushed out directly after speaking, not giving it a chance to speak at all.

At this moment, the Netherworld Ghost Swamp was a little depressed, and he had no choice but to do it.

With the effort of concealment, the Netherworld Ghost Swamp let go of his body, and in an instant, it covered a radius of hundreds of miles, swallowing the dead qi in the Death Swamp and those controlled crowds into his stomach and transforming it into his own energy.

At this time, Ling Feng also came to Leng Feng's side, and directly reached out into the blood cocoon, about to pull Leng Feng out.

But the moment his hand entered the blood cocoon, an extremely condensed killing intent immediately appeared along his arm and injected into his body, and then rushed straight to his divine sea, wanting to suppress his consciousness.

And Ling Feng didn't even think about it, he directly introduced this killing intent into his world, and then he was burned by the fire of the pre-heaven, turning into a stream of pure power and becoming the nourishment of the pre-fire of the pre-heaven.

Although the situation was controlled without danger, the taste of killing intent invading the body was not pleasant, and the whole person was like being soaked in 10,000-year-old ice water, and his whole body was cold, and he didn't even have the strength to move.

But with his friendship for Cold Wind, he gritted his teeth and burrowed into the blood cocoon, finally grabbed Cold Wind by the collar, and then pulled him out step by step.

"Roar—"

Feeling Ling Feng's actions, those cultivators in the castle were completely angry, and they danced their teeth and claws in the castle one by one, followed by an even more terrifying killing intent bursting out.

In just an instant, Ling Feng's consciousness completely collapsed, and his consciousness was forcibly suppressed, and he didn't even have a chance to resist.

But at this moment, the fire of heavenly damnation, which had been passively helping Ling Feng to refine the primordial god, moved.

Almost in the blink of an eye, that phantom turned into a flood of flames, enveloping Ling Feng's entire Divine Sea.

The killing intent that had already gained the upper hand was instantly turned into ashes under the calcination of the fire of heavenly damnation, disappearing without a trace, and Ling Feng's consciousness also regained consciousness.

Looking at all this, Ling Feng's heart was also full of fear, if it wasn't for the Fire of Damnation taking the initiative to protect the Lord just now, he would have to explain here.

"Gotta get out right away. "Ling Feng didn't know how long this Heavenly Fire of Damnation would last, after all, it was still too weak, and once it lost its effect, he would definitely die.

So, he pulled the cold wind out of the blood cocoon, and then ran away.

"Whoa, whoa—"

They came out, but those Shura were completely angry, and for a while, the blood-colored energy around the castle turned into something like tentacles, and swept towards Ling Feng like an overwhelming ......