Behind the red mist was the forest that had been.

The woods haven't changed much from before the fog, and I'm referring to the body, of course.

As for the smell in the woods, it became not a little bit.

Maybe it's because the barrier of the red mist barrier is too strong, standing outside the red mist, I didn't smell the slightest smell, but after passing through the red mist, there was an extremely strong smell of blood.

In addition to this, there is a faint ....... Like something rotten smells.

About ten meters away from us, there was a large depression pit, the size of a basketball court, and the depth was not visible.

The pit is like a pool, and I don't know if it's because the rain is too big to fill it up, or if it's just so full.

The entire pit was filled with a liquid resembling blood, mixed with dark green pus.

But these snot-like green liquids were not assimilated by the blood-colored liquids, but floated scattered on the water.

In the water, there are many human corpses floating and falling, and most of them are in a state of deep decomposition.

The head, torso, limbs, all of this are separated, and a complete corpse is not visible at all.

A rough count shows that there are more than 20 human heads that can be found at a glance.

It is certain that among these human heads, there are old religious people, and there are also foreign gentlemen.

The heads of the old sect gentlemen are all wrapped in bandages, and they account for most of them, almost eighty percent of them, and the remaining twenty percent are unbanded, and nine times out of ten they are foreign gentlemen.

Fortunately, there are no people I know.

Although the signs of decay were severe, their contours and facial features had not changed much.

Moreover, these corpses should not have been soaked in water for a long time, and they should not be swollen, so their original appearance can be seen through the general facial contours, eight or nine are not far from ten.

"So many people died....... It doesn't look like a fight....... It'........s like someone slaughtered and thrown into it," Fang Shiliang muttered, his eyes becoming vigilant, and he cautiously looked at this weird pool.

"Why throw it in?" I frowned and asked, "This pool is obviously not made by our own people, looking at this scale, it is also the old sect that the crazy turtle grandsons can make it, the reason why they do this is definitely their purpose." ”

In this process, Fang Shiliang's expressions and I became more and more nervous, because we could both feel the weirdness of this forest.

We can't see the people we are familiar with, and we can't see the traces of the true immortals.

Not to mention a human figure, there is not even a sound, as if everything has fallen into a state of stillness, and everything is in dead silence.

The only sounds we can hear are our own breathing and heartbeat.

"I like to be quiet, but I don't like it.......," I said, frowning, feeling a little more dangerous than I had imagined.

This is not a place that should be quiet.

Before that, the old-timers in the gang were still fighting with the real immortals here, and they almost died with him, and the momentum must be huge, even if no one scolds the street and no one screams, some fighting sounds can be heard more or less.

But strangely....... None of this!

"Let's take a look?" Fang Shiliang asked me tentatively, as if he was asking for my opinion, and he shouldn't act casually.

I glanced left and right a few times to make sure there was no visible danger, and then nodded.

Taking Fang Shiliang around the pool, we cautiously leaned against the edge of the woods, scanning the woods left and right while walking forward with gentle steps.

I have to say that this pool of blood is really scary to look at, especially when you look closer......

The corpses floating in the blood water all seemed to be alive, and I didn't dare to say anything else, except for the head, there was no movement, and other body parts, especially the hands and feet, were still spasming like instinctive reactions.

This is the most scarily .......

I stood far away before, and there was a layer of mist on the surface of the pond, so I didn't notice many details.

When I looked closer, I realized that the corpses all showed a subtle spasm.

Although the amplitude of the spasmodic convulsions is not large, if you look closely, you will still feel that it is more obvious.

I know these corpses must be too dead to die, but I can't really explain why they're moving.

Is there anger at work?

I've thought about this too, but no matter how much I observe, I can't feel the existence of any qi, including the water in this pool, and there is no trace of qi.

It is no exaggeration to say that from the perspective of qi, this pool of blood water is more natural than tap water, and the tap water in the pipe still carries more or less yin qi, but this pool of blood water has no qi at all.

It was empty, as if it didn't exist, with an ethereal taste.

When we found this, Fang Shiliang and I were a little surprised, but we didn't dare to study more, we only felt that it was not suitable to stay here for a long time, so we hurriedly walked forward.

Beyond the very front of the grove, we entered an extremely dense thicket, which could be described as a thorn thicket.

There are almost no tall trees, but they are surrounded by shrubs, which not only interfere with the view, but also give us a terrible headache.

The thorny barbs growing on the branches were trivial, but the most uncomfortable thing was the corpses that could be found everywhere in the bushes, nay, the entrails of the dead to be exact.

Heart, liver, spleen, lungs, kidneys, basically everything you can think of here, and there are only internal organs, nothing else.

From time to time, as soon as I stepped on it, I fell into the internal organs that were almost rotten, Fang Shiliang's luck was worse than mine, and the most disgusting time was when he walked forward, both feet stepped on someone's intestines.

Unknown mucus, and stool that has been drenched in rainwater.......

At the moment when Fang Shiliang was glaring at the street and was about to scold the street, my eyes were quick, and I directly pounced on it and covered Fang Shiliang's mouth.

But even so, Fang Shiliang still scolded, but his voice was indeed much quieter.

"Holy shit!! What the is this kind of immoral gut?!! Can you put it away?!! You fucking ......."

After being scolded by me for a while, Fang Shiliang lost his temper, just a disgusting face, looking at the indescribable objects on his leather shoes, that kind of look ....... I can't wait to chop off my legs!

"Be quiet." I gritted my teeth and said, "Let's keep a low profile as much as possible, and don't startle the snake." ”

"How the hell is this low-key....... Fang Shiliang looked at me very aggrieved, I covered his mouth, and his voice was muffled: "That old thing has laid a trap for us, step on the shit, we are still low-key fart!" ”

Without waiting for me to say anything more, Fang Shiliang broke my hand and scolded and bewitched me.

"If it goes on like this, that old thing has to squat on our heads and, isn't it just an old biao? Do him! Fang Shiliang held the mountain and river sword in his hand and patted the sword body: "Listen, this is the sound he is going to cry out for a while, even if the two of us can't fight, we can definitely run away." ”

Fang Shiliang said, and his tone gradually became helpless.

"If you can let us choose to run, it means that the situation is so bad that it can't be worse, those old-timers will definitely be wiped out, so we don't need to continue to fight with him, just run."

Just as Fang Shiliang finished saying this, and I fell into silence with him, an extremely slight breathing sound came coldly from our left front.

The sound was so close to us that we could hear the breath that was thinner than the mosquito chirping.

Although we were immediately alarmed, strange to me, I felt that the person who was breathing was not an enemy.......

The kind of voice that was so weak that it was almost impossible to exhale should not have come from the true immortal.

Don't forget, he's the big brother who is here to show his might, how can he make such a breathing sound that can only occur after a serious injury?

What's more, if the True Immortal Weng was here, he would definitely pounce on him as soon as possible, as far as my impression of him is concerned, the True Immortal Weng is definitely not the kind of Yin who swishs and hides behind the Yin people.

"Your own people?" Fang Shiliang asked me.

I didn't say a word, hooked my waist, and walked cautiously.

Soon I met acquaintances lying among the guts of the corpses.

To be honest, I didn't expect him to hurt like this, no matter how rich my imagination is, I can't think of it.......

"Six...... Sixth Master?? ”