When the blood crystals suspended in the air in the cell were thin to a faint crystal red, the blood gushing out finally stopped, and the red-haired figure was in the thick of the blood qi, his face was cloudy, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

At this moment, there was a sudden tooth-tingling grinding sound in front of the cell door, and the girl looked back to see that the solid and heavy iron door had been slowly opened a crack.

Through the crack in the open iron door, an equally thin figure squeezed in, dressed in rags and sackcloth, and his face was covered with dust, but his eyes were as clear as stars.

When the girl in the blood mist saw this person, her eyes seemed to light up by three points, but her unkempt appearance, coupled with the blood-colored fog that shrouded her side and never collapsed, reflected her as terrifying as a ghost.

Behind the door of the cell, in addition to the young man who was the first to squeeze in, two more figures soon appeared, both of whom looked like thin old men. One of them, with only one arm, is the jailer in the dungeon, and the other is the head of the dungeon.

The cell leader raised his eyes to see the mess in the cell, his face was full of disgust and disgust, but when he looked up and saw the blood mist that was constantly floating in the air and still never dissipated, his pupils suddenly shrank, and he yelled at the girl in the cell.

"Little bastard, what are you still doing there, still don't you contain all this blood and qi?

In the room, the girl who stepped on top of many corpses heard this, and her eyes dimmed slightly, but she didn't say anything, just glanced at them indifferently, then turned around and raised her hands, and pulled up against the blood mist in the sky.

With the flip of her fingers, the blood-colored mist that rolled in the air slowly gathered between her palms, wrapping around the blood-colored crystal in it, and the pale blood crystal began to gradually change from shallow to deep.

When the color of the spar was deep and dark, she no longer withdrew her palm, but continued to use her hands to maintain the state of the dragon's claws, stalemate with the blood and qi in the spar.

didn't delay too long, the old man saw that the blood in the spar was already deep to the extreme, and he nodded slightly, turned his head to look at the young man who came in with them, and sneered: "It's your turn!"

Chu Yuan didn't show any expression, and even remained silent from beginning to end, even if he heard the old man's voice, he just glanced at him lightly, there was not much cowardice in his expression, and there was obviously a world of difference from his usual appearance of curling up on the side.

Seeing the look in the young man's eyes, the old man raised his eyebrows, and didn't say anything, but the one-armed old man standing behind him raised his eyebrows, and a surge of anger surged, and the only remaining one-armed man clenched into a fist, as if he wanted to give him some color.

It's just that the cell boss raised his hand to block the one-armed old man behind him, and his eyes narrowed in a dangerous arc, looking at the thin young man with a smile.

Chu Yuan's heart jumped, and he immediately withdrew his gaze, there seemed to be a faint look of horror in his eyes, and he walked towards the figure in the cell with his feet and many corpses.

And the one who stood in the cell, holding the blood crystal with his hands together, even with his back to the prison door, still heard the sound of footsteps behind her that implied a little hesitation, the cold light in his eyes seemed to dissipate a little, and he turned to the side slightly, obviously giving up half of his body to the young man walking behind him.

It's just that for her kindness, Chu Yuan is obviously difficult to bear, even if most of the blood qi around the girl has been collected back into the blood crystal, but after all, after a blood gush, the smell of blood there is also disgustingly sticky.

Chu Yuan stopped three steps behind the girl, looking at the blood-colored Yuan Crystal suspended in the void, he took a deep breath, as if he was holding back the disgust in his heart, before stepping into that blood.

As Chu Yuan stepped in, this piece of blood mist, which had not fluctuated significantly, suddenly shook, as if a stone had smashed into the calm lake.

Sensing such a violent reaction of the blood mist, the look in the girl's eyes seemed to change slightly, although these blood miasma seemed like mist, but in fact they were more stable than any air current, even if a strong wind was set off, it could not necessarily blow them away, and could only let them fall into the dust little by little over time.

This is the characteristic of blood miasma, if it weren't for this, with such a strong blood qi in this cell, I am afraid that many soldiers patrolling outside the cell would have already noticed that something was wrong.

And manipulating this blood miasma, so that they gather according to their own minds, until finally all of them are transformed into spars to derive blood crystals, this is the girl's means.

It's just that although this blood miasma is stable, it is not unshakable, and the flow of wind and true qi cannot shake them, and the only thing that can make waves in this blood barrier is some existences that are different from ordinary people above the mental power.

The light in the girl's eyes dimmed a little, and she didn't know what she was thinking in her heart.

And in the midst of the surging blood qi, Chu Yuan's pair of eyes suddenly opened, and in the ethereal eyes, there was a faint wisp of strange waves rippling out, like an invisible palm quickly pressing on the surface of the blood-colored yuan crystal.

As this invisible power was mixed in, this originally very unstable blood-colored yuan crystal stopped trembling slightly, and slowly solidified like a stream of water frozen.

The girl who had raised her hands high and had been barely stable with blood crystals seemed to smile slightly when she saw this, and there was no surprise in her eyes, so she directly withdrew her arms and retreated.

As the girl left, the blood crystal slowly shook out wisps of blood mist, but compared to the situation just now, which burst out like a fountain, it was obviously not much more stable.

Seeing this scene, Chu Yuan's face seemed to show a look of difficulty, and he suddenly closed one eye, as if all the power had been condensed into one point, and a burst of invisible force blocked all the hundreds of holes on the Yuan Crystal that were so small that they were difficult to distinguish with the naked eye.

As the last wisp of escaping blood qi dissipated in the air, Chu Yuan also gasped as if he had lost his strength, and dense beads of sweat appeared on his face, flowing down his sideburns, washing away all the dust on his face.

Chu Yuan closed his eyes in a trance, and when he opened them again, the divine light in his eyes had dimmed a lot, and everything he saw in front of him seemed to be slightly blurry, but he still forcibly pulled up his spirit, he didn't want to fall in the middle of a pile of dead corpses.

Before he could calm down, Chu Yuan felt someone tap him on the shoulder, and when he turned his head slightly, the deep burgundy color came into his eyes.