The situation was so urgent that even the old monks could not explain what the strange sights in the chasm were. The old demon mountain is in front of him at this moment, but he can't get close to it no matter what, and now it is not easy for him and the others to stay away.

The male friar, who had changed beyond recognition and had a hideous face, was quietly and fiercely watching the crowd.

Thinking of the pain of these eight monks who could have been tortured by the sudden burst of blood, many of the younger generation had already begun to tremble in their legs, and their brains began to disobey them, and they wanted to faint, but they did not have the courage to do so.

Although the old man Wumei said this, he was very pleased with the eight people who stood up, if no one stood up, maybe he would die in the hands of his companions in the next second.

Kindness can sometimes be fatal.

"Even killing your own companions, you are really ruthless! Hahaha, today really opened my eyes. The monk's hideous face glanced coldly at the crowd, and he didn't take the old monk in his eyes at all.

Looking down on the world, I am the only one.

The old Taoist without eyebrows recovered from the love just now, and in a blink of an eye, he became an old Taoist priest with a fairy wind and bones. He blew his beard and glared, and he wanted to rush forward and tear this monster who occupied other people's bodies but dared to speak generously to pieces.

"Old monster, you don't dare to show your face, and you dare to be sexual!"

Today, if you want to survive, you have to fight.

The chasm suddenly cracked at the foot of the Old Demon Mountain, and there must have been some kind of change in the Old Demon Mountain, and I didn't want anyone to disturb it.

Obviously, this battle has nothing to do with the younger generation at all, you little shrimp-like character fought forward, and was directly killed by the other party in seconds, what are you fighting?

In the chasm, the blood light slowly went straight up again, directly enveloping the male monk. The smell of blood spread in the blood light, wrapping up all the land in the wasteland.

In an instant, in some areas of the wasteland, several young monks who had not yet left this place instantly felt a sudden cone pain in their bodies, and their brains seemed to be about to explode, and they had the feeling of being slashed by a thousand knives.

They were hideous, holding their heads, bending their bodies to roll back and forth in pain on the wasteland, trying to make themselves less miserable, but time passed quickly. The feeling of pain is getting worse and worse.

In an instant, their skin began to crack, starting with a tiny slit. Slowly, slowly, I realized that a wound the size of a whip mark had opened.

Bright red blood rushed out, and the already dry land seemed to start cheering in an instant, and their dry land was suddenly covered with a hot liquid, which was relieved although it did not have much effect.

They wanted to commit suicide in pain, but they didn't have the strength to commit suicide.

Grim wounds on their skin began to spread across their heads. Even their hair was split into several pieces by the wound in an instant.

The blood flowed drop by drop, and the body was numb and painful, and I didn't know the pain. These three women and four men of the young generation of monks were considered genius-level monks in a big city in the Immortal Demon Continent, but now they were lying motionless on the ground.

With despair in their eyes, they knew that their lives had come to an end.

If they had left earlier, or they would have not come to the Old Demon Mountain for the ancient road leading to the extraterrestrial starry sky, or they would still be sitting in their own place today.

But. But there is no possibility of regretting it.

The feeling of weakness flooded their nerves, so tired, so painful. It's time to rest.

……

Xiaowen was always wrapped in a black cloak, and nothing was exposed except for those beautiful but cold eyes. In stark contrast to Xiaowen, Xiaoyao has always been jumping by his side. She was still wearing a black cloak, but Xiao Yao unreservedly bloomed her playful appearance, and she always had a bright smile on her face, as if she was a happy and innocent little girl.

Xiao Yao was holding a bouquet of colorful flowers that he didn't know where to pick them. jumped up and down to follow Xiaowen. Her innocent smile and delicate voice lived: "Xiaowen, why did we leave like this? Are you willing to work hard for so long?"

After the chasm appeared. Xiaowen immediately turned around and wanted to leave the wasteland.

Xiao Wen snorted coldly and said, "Don't you feel the strong smell of blood in the chasm? If you don't leave early, I'm afraid you'll die." ”

Xiaoyao stuck out his tongue mischievously, dangled the colorful and ordinary flowers in his hand in front of Xiaowen's nose, and then said indifferently: "What are you afraid of, we have blood flowers in our hands, and we are afraid of the smell of blood?!!!

Xiao Wen's meaningful gaze glanced at the flowers in Xiao Yao's hand, and said, "It's good that you have the blood flower with you, otherwise we would really die here today." ”

"This is called taking precautions! Isn't it recorded in the Book of Heaven that the ancient road is present, the chasm is out, the blood is light, and the blood is solved......? Hee-hee, you know!" Xiao Yao was very proud, Xiao Yao, who seemed to have no heart and lungs and only knew giggles and happiness, had actually been completely prepared for a long time, and would definitely not let himself have a chance to die in this wasteland.

The seemingly ordinary colorful flowers in Xiao Yao's hands that are no different from ordinary wildflowers are the legendary "blood flowers". Only in the pool of blood can a flower bloom in 10,000 years, and each flower can bloom in this way for 10,000 years before it falls. On the surface, the "Blood Flower" looks the same as other ordinary flowers, but the stamens of each flower exude a small golden and blood-red flower shape, which is particularly special.

One blooms in 10,000 years, and one blooms in 10,000 years, such a strange flower will be snatched by even the monks of the Heavenly Mirror. If you let those old monks who are about to live know that this seemingly innocent little medicine girl who often wears a bright smile is holding about six or seven "blood flowers" of different colors in her hands at this moment.

The geographical location of hesitant growth is different, so the color of the "blood flower" is different, but its main distinguishing characteristics are not different.

In response to the smell of blood spreading throughout the wasteland, Xiao Yao held the "Blood Flower" in his hand and waved the "Blood Flower" to exude its rich fragrance to block the damage caused to them by the smell of blood.

Xiaowen suddenly stopped her pace and stared coldly at her ahead. Xiao Yao then cast his eyes over, only to see three women and four men lying in the wasteland beyond recognition, which had turned into a pool of blood, and their lives were lost.

Xiao Yao exclaimed, "They've been eroded by the smell of blood." ”

Xiaowen's face was still pale, and she couldn't see any emotion in her eyes, and said coldly: "The soul is destroyed!"

"What? you don't really want to make sauce purple, do you?" Xiao Yao blinked his eyes and said with some reluctance.

"If you don't do this, they will be dominated by those blood rays in less than half an hour and become walking dead, so can you bear it?"

The smell of blood came from the depths of the chasm, and could be inhaled directly into the body without the monk noticing. After entering the body, a sword-like blood light qi would directly rush into their brains, and then split into shares and began to roam around the body, destroying their dantian and destroying their lifelong cultivation.

What kind of terrifying existence is hidden in the depths of the chasm, capable of such a terrifying attack.

Xiaowen and Xiaoyao waved their robes, and a strong wind swept through the three women and four men, and then, they were completely destroyed and disappeared from this world.

This is obviously the best way for them, otherwise they can only watch them end up as a walking corpse walking in this world and harming people.

Xiao Yao was very lucky, he had prepared the "Flower of Blood" in advance, otherwise, I am afraid that there would be two of them lying here! The smell of blood spreads very quickly, and it spreads by breathing and inhaling, if it is not realized, I am afraid it will be difficult to avoid.

When Xiaowen saw such a scene, she felt anxious: I don't know if they are okay?

Xiao Yao understood, blinked his eyes, and said, "Xiao Wen is worried about Wen Xiao, why don't you go...... Why don't you check it out!"

Xiaowen's eyes at this moment are murderous, and she is staring at Xiao Yao fiercely, so frightened that Xiao Yao doesn't dare to say anything, her heart is fluttering, and she almost jumps out directly.

Sure enough, it's about Wen Xiao's color change.

A trace of bitterness flashed in Xiaowen's heart, and she didn't say anything and continued to move forward with her own steps.

Can you take a look if you're worried?

I'm afraid he doesn't want to see me at all, right?My two most important relatives, you have to live well, if one day, when Xiaowen can stand at the peak of the Immortal Demon Continent, she will definitely return and recognize the two of you.

But, however, forgive me for now.

The news of the ancient path to the extraterrestrial starry sky never expected to cause so much trouble. No one could have predicted such a change.

What happened to the ancient road leading to the extraterrestrial starry sky in the Old Demon Mountain?

"Okay, okay, Xiaowen, you're angry! I won't say it, I won't say it, I will never say it again in the future, okay?"

Is this Wen Xiao so heavy on Xiaowen?

What is the relationship between the Wen siblings and Xiaowen?

It's important to that point.