The war drums echoed in the night, far and near, occasionally as if coming from the sky, making it seem that it would never come to the eyes, but the next breath it would appear in the ears, and the listener's heart would beat to its rhythm.

Donghu City had been on guard for more than half an hour, but the drums were still beating, as if the purpose of the evil cultivators this time was to harass them in this way.

"Something is wrong! I think we should go and see what happened, otherwise the people below will collapse first!"

Fang Zhen looked at the cultivators and martial artists on the defense line of the city wall who had been tense for half an hour, and the faces of these people were already visibly tired, especially those martial artists, many of whom had symptoms of trance.

Even if it is a vicious fight for half an hour, this situation will not occur, and facing the unknown is often the most exhausting.

Xue Shenggu had already come to the front-line command post, and at this time she said, "I'll go with you, the others will be on guard in the city, in case they move the tiger away from the mountain, and Fang Zhen and I will come when we go!"

Of course, the others had no opinion when Xue Shenggu spoke, and the tasks were immediately arranged, while Fang Zhen and Xue Shenggu jumped out of the city wall and flew in the direction of the evil cultivator's camp.

The speed of the two of them was extremely fast, and the distance of more than ten miles was only a matter of a moment, but when the two of them were still hundreds of meters away from the evil cultivation camp, Fang Zhen stopped, and said, "There is a rather evil aura in it, and it is exactly the same frequency, I have a bad premonition!"

Xue Shenggu naturally sensed the changes in the evil cultivation camp, she nodded, and said, "It does have a very disturbing aura, and I don't feel any breath of the living, what's going on?"

Fang Scar's eyes rolled around, and then he said to Wangshu on his shoulder, "You set up a fortification here, and then wait for us here, if Elder Xue and I can't evacuate here, then you can go back to Mumu first!"

Wangshu nodded silently, and the shoulders that jumped down the scars disappeared into the earth, where she was about to spawn a demon plant to build a fortification that could be attacked, retreated, and defended.

After Fang Zhen nodded to Xue Shenggu, the two of them continued to feel towards the camp of the evil cultivators, and the closer they got, the more certain they were that their perception was not wrong.

The entire evil cultivation camp could no longer sense the breath of any of the living, and there was a strange feeling of uneasiness in the ten-mile camp, and another evil aura that did not belong to the living hovered over the camp.

Finally, the two walked to the gate of the camp.

The two stood still for a moment, without any snooping eyes or warning, and Fang Ji casually burned the two watchtowers in front of the gate, but nothing happened.

The beat of the drums still came from the inside of the camp, as if there would never be anything new from far and near.

"Elder Xue, I'll go ahead, I'm good at defense, if you encounter danger, you can take the first step to resist, and then the counterattack will be handed over to the elder!"

A black source fire burned on Fang Scar's body, and the dark crystal armor appeared on his body after the flames passed.

Xue Shenggu was also fully armed this time, she had already drawn out her sidearm blade, it was an ice-type long sword similar to the Snow Spirit Sword, but it was a high-level immortal weapon of the tenth rank of the Yin Rank.

Hearing Fang Zhen's words, Xue Shenggu nodded slightly, and said, "Okay!"

The two no longer communicated, but entered the camp together with a tacit understanding.

Traces of human activity could be seen all over the camp, but now it was empty, and there was no sign of chaos in all traces, and it was clear that everyone was extremely calm and orderly before leaving.

Even if most of the evil cultivators are controlled by their minds, these situations in front of them make people feel that there is a huge problem.

After Fang Zhen exchanged a look with Xue Shenggu, the two of them quickly walked towards the central area where the drum beat came, since the whole camp couldn't see the problem, then let's go to the only place where there was a vision.

Soon, the two came to the center of the camp.

There were no torches or other lighting sources in the center of the camp, but there was a place here that reflected the surroundings clearly, and the evil that came out of the light made Fang Scar and both of them breathe at the same time.

It was a pool of tumbling red liquid with a diameter of more than 100 meters, and the red liquid looked like blood in every way.

However, the tumbling liquid did not emit any smell, not even a tumbling sound.

It wasn't that the sound of the drums coming out of the pool covered the tumbling sound, with the strength of Fang Zhen and Snow Saint Gu, as long as the liquid had a normal tumbling sound, they would definitely hear it.

There was no smell and no sound.

But the dense sound of drums came from the pool.

Fang Zhen and Xue Shenggu looked around and didn't notice anything unusual, but when they stepped on a certain line, their faces suddenly changed.

The blood gas was so strong that it made people sick, and even the surrounding air was suspended with a thin mist of blood, and the violent sound of boiling water also came at the same moment, with a kind of palpitating momentum that made people's hearts palpitate and panic.

Fang Scar turned back in horror and found that he and Xue Shenggu had just crossed a barrier, but this barrier was completely invisible from the outside, and he didn't even feel anything when he passed through it.

Xue Shenggu stretched out her hand and tried the faintly red light barrier, and found that when she first touched the barrier, it was like touching the surface of the water, but as she continued to exert force, the barrier would quickly harden, and finally became like steel.

"If we work together, we should be able to break this barrier, but this thing is a bit special, let's save some energy first!" Xue Shenggu said.

Fang Shi, who wanted to immediately burn this barrier with the source fire, felt that there was some reason, so he nodded and returned his attention to the blood pool, and said, "Elder Xue, could it be that everyone in the entire camp has become the material of this blood pool?"

"The depth of this blood pool should be more than ten meters, and the blood in it has completely lost its vitality, and I haven't sensed any life force in it, what about you?" asked Xue Shenggu.

Fang Zhen borrowed the power of the Dao Ring to carefully sense it and shook his head, "I didn't feel any life force either, these blood are all dead, so strange, the guy who cultivates the way of blood in the evil cultivation also needs the life force in the blood, and the blood that has completely lost its vitality is not of any use at all!"

What is needed for blood sacrifice is not the blood itself, but the powerful life force carried in the blood, because ninety percent of the life force in the body of both monks and mortals is contained in blood.

Only the great power whose strength has reached the origin realm or above can transfer the life force to other tissues in the body when prepared.

This must be deliberate, otherwise even the vitality of the saint will still be carried in the blood.

At that moment, the dense drumming came to an abrupt end.

At the same time, the pool of blood was as calm as a mirror.

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