The blood-red figure kept twisting and turning, tossing for a long time, and then it disappeared strangely, and the ground returned to its normal appearance.

Shan Thirteen squatted down and tapped with his fingers, and there was a dull sound, it seemed that the bottom was empty, but the thickness of this layer of mountain stone was about five or six meters, to say the least.

Walking and stopping all the way, almost half of the mountainside is like this, such a scale, is there a cave or a palace below?

At this time, he had already arrived at the place where the half-hundred-year-old man was, and the old man was in the water as always, looking for something, and Shan Thirteen had just approached the edge of the pool.

The half-hundred-year-old man actually shifted his shape and transposition, and came face to face with Shan Thirteen, if he hadn't noticed that this person was weird a long time ago, this body method alone would have caught him off guard.

Shan Thirteen's body retreated violently, and the half-hundred-year-old man grabbed something like a straw in his hand, staying in the original position of Shan Thirteen, if he hadn't retreated in time, then the place where the straw was inserted was the heart.

looked at the half-hundred old man with cold eyes, and only then did he realize that his abnormality, empty eyes, and shriveled body, although there was true qi running, the aura emanating from his body did not show any signs of life.

Is this an illusion?

A fierce blow from Shan Thirteen who did not believe in evil, a fist like raindrops, hit several vital points of the half-hundred-year-old man, but there was no damage, but his arm was a faint pain, and he didn't feel it for a long time.

Shan Thirteen's heart was shocked, difficult monsters, zombies, countless thoughts flashed in his heart, but they could not be verified and corrected.

Whoosh –

The half-hundred-year-old man moved, and the speed was so fast that it completely surpassed Shan Thirteen's perception, and he only had time to help his chest with his arms and resist the fatal blow.

Smack-

The straw in the hand of the half-hundred old man was broken into two, one was grasped in his hand, and the other was inserted into Shan Thirteen's left arm, and the blood visible to the naked eye gushed out from the straw.

Shan Thirteen hurriedly twisted his bones, shook half of the straw out of his body, and his fingers snapped to seal the bleeding wound. This is the secret saying in my heart!

The cultivation of the half-hundred-year-old man cannot be calculated according to the two people who saw the hunchback killed before, which completely subverts common sense, and the strangeness revealed here makes Shan Thirteen confused.

Whoop –

There was a slight vibration on the ground, this was the blood spilled by Mountain Thirteen, which was quickly absorbed by the mountain stone, and the formation that had just disappeared seemed to flicker in a ten-thousandth of a second.

Thinking of the phenomenon of a large number of deaths of the Blood Wolf Gang, Shan Thirteen's true anger moved, and the wound on his arm just now collapsed again, and the blood was like a blood arrow, and he was on the mountain.

Sure enough, the mountain sucked the blood into the ground, and suddenly a faint breath dispersed far away and disappeared without a trace, but then the mountain thirteen smiled.

A trace of red light flashed in the eyes of the half-hundred old man, and the aura on his body suddenly increased a little. All the subtle movements did not escape the perception of Shan Thirteen, and blood was the source of the strength of this half-hundred-year-old man.

Once again, a lot of blood was spilled, and the ground was still absorbing blood, and the process of repetition lost its mysterious meaning.

Drink –

Shan Thirteen burst into a shout, picked up his fist and smashed it to the mountain, one after another screams sounded, and a blood-red shadow seemed to be about to get up from the ground, but unfortunately Shan Thirteen's blood was too little, and the figure struggled a few times and disappeared.

Bang Bang –

There were suddenly a few dull noises in the body of the half-hundred old man, and his breath suddenly weakened a lot, and his body flickered back into the pool, looking for something as always.

Without making too many stops, I withdrew from Xifeng Mountain, and I didn't have a feeling of smooth breathing until the foot of the mountain, and after wandering around the periphery of the mountain for most of the day, Mountain Thirteen carried two wild boars of hundreds of catties and went up the mountain again.

I found a random position, and pierced the throat of a wild boar with one finger, and the pig's blood couldn't stop flowing, and every time I was dying, I splashed the blood, and suddenly the mountain was stained red with blood.

Shan Thirteen's backbone was shocked, and the spirit snake coiled his hand immediately, and the strange red shadow appeared again, but it was a pity that he was beaten by Shan Thirteen and cried wolf, but there was no trace of anti-phone experience.

The release of pig blood only entangled the red shadow, and with each punch, the red shadow would be a little thinner. Shan Thirteen struck while the iron was hot and slapped the throat of another wild boar.

Smack-

The red image was like glass, and it made a crisp sound, and it was scattered on the ground, and suddenly the sand and stones of the mountain turned brown, and then the entire mountain peak shook.

Mountain Thirteen hurriedly retreated down the mountain, but the tremor was only for a moment, and then stabilized without any change.

"Help! Help—"

A faint cry for help came from the mountainside, and Shan Thirteen dared to take a look, and the waterhole where the half-hundred-year-old man was located was gone, but a simple stone octagonal pavilion, which appeared strangely there.

It seems that the illusion has been broken, this is the real Xifeng Mountain, looking back at the mountain, the previous plants and trees have undergone earth-shaking changes, a brownish red, faint turbid fishy smell.

In the center of the gazebo, a rickety body was crawling, with a shriveled body, torn robes, and especially a face with deep-set eye sockets, anyone who saw it would think it was a dead man, a mummy.

Seeing Shan Thirteen coming, this person seemed to glow with a trace of vitality, trembling and crawling up, stretching out his shriveled dry hand, trying to grab it.

As soon as the thirteen spiritual senses of the mountain moved, they had already known the condition of this person, most of the blood in the whole body had been lost, the muscles were atrophied, the meridians were blocked, and it was definitely a miracle to be alive!

took out a pill of Qi Replenishing Pill, slowly dissolved the medicinal power with true qi, and slowly let this person absorb it, this absorption process was more tense than the broken bones and condensing veins, even the slightest tremor cost this person's life.

Two hours passed quickly, and Shan Thirteen had just finished his work, this person had already fallen asleep, but the breath of life was obviously stronger, and he was a little more energetic.

Turning his head, he took a closer look at the octagonal pavilion, on the four pillars, there were exaggerated human heads, three heads and six arms, two heads and multiple hands, and human faces and beast bodies, fighting each other, and the history they wanted to tell was general.

It's okay not to look at it, but when I see that the tyrannical aura in my body is induced, I feel like I'm about to move.

"Hmph-"

Shan Thirteen snorted coldly, and then he got out of the weird perception, guarded the spiritual platform, and looked at the pavilion.

"Ah, don't kill me, don't kill me—"

The shriveled man's sleep and horror have always penetrated into his soul, and he doesn't know what kind of horror he has experienced, and he has such a violent reaction.

However, Shan Thirteen knew his identity, Xi Fengzi, the host of the auction back then, often shouted in his dreams, this is one day, Hong Siyuan consciously sat aside, so as not to hinder Shan Thirteen's questioning.

"Ah, I'm alive, I'm really alive!"

Xifengzi woke up, first dazed, then looked at the surrounding environment in surprise, and even more happily touched his shriveled body, crying with joy.

Shan Thirteen interrupted him and asked, "Ahem, Xifengzi, is there anything you can talk to me about?"

Xi Fengzi was stunned for a moment, and then he noticed Shan Thirteen, and then suddenly said, "Thank you for the rescue, Xi Fengzi is rude." ”

Shan 13 smiled and said, "Daoyou is polite, I don't know why you are like this?"

Xi Fengzi's expression darkened, sighed, sat cross-legged on the ground, and said with a wry smile: "It's all just because I contributed to the auction, an auction item, which caused a big disaster." ”

Shan 13 listened to Xi Fengzi's narration, his face was sometimes happy, sometimes heavy, and there was a lot of shock and surprise, obviously the story deeply attracted him.