Soon, Li Xiaohong came to her senses, but not on the warm **, but in a hellish place.

She was hung on the wall, next to a pale corpse, her eyes wide open to the sky, a cut on her wrist, and bright red blood dripping downwards.

Below, there was a huge pool, which was filled not with water, but with bright red blood, and even exuding steaming heat, and the pungent smell of blood rushed to the nostrils.

As far as the eye could see, the walls of the open air were covered with corpses, one after the other, each corpse was pale, and the eyes were open to the maximum, obviously dead, and there were still pain, despair and resentment on their faces.

The first thing that appeared in Li Xiaohong's heart was shocking emotions, and then the fear that reached the depths of her bone marrow made her fall into an ice cellar, and she seemed to feel the resentment of those who died, and rushed straight into the sky.

Li Xiaohong wanted to struggle, but she didn't know what was going on, the walls seemed to be covered with glue, making her unable to move, I don't know if it was because her struggle was too intense, she actually woke up others.

"Ahh A faint ** sound came from the side, Li Xiaohong turned her head, but found that an adult man was ** there, blood was still flowing there, and his face showed a painful and struggling face.

The man turned his head a little with difficulty, and then a faint voice came.

"Help me."

Li Xiaohong didn't feel sympathy, in this eerie atmosphere, she only felt fear, and involuntarily screamed loudly.

"Ahh

The super high voice only sounded for a while before stopping, not because Li Xiaohong didn't want to scream, but because she couldn't scream, and now she found that around the blood pool, there were actually one person after another floating in the air, all of them were wearing dark robes, motionless, and it was night, it was easy for people to ignore the past.

But as soon as she screamed like this, her voice was so loud that one after another black-robed people turned their bodies at the same time, their scarlet eyes staring at her, and the violent momentum immediately made her voice snuff out her throat.

"Who are you?" Li Xiaohong asked in a trembling voice, but no one answered her, as if she was air.

But her good fortune soon came to an end, and I don't know if it was the scream that alerted others, and soon a black-robed man floated over, his scarlet eyes fixed on her.

I don't know what the black-robed man did, Xiaohong suddenly found that a black substance covered his body, dark and cold, evil, like the hair of a dead man, and it felt like touching a snake.

Xiaohong couldn't move, she could only let the black substance cover her little by little, and the only thing she could do was to turn her eyes and look at the black to cover everything.

Soon, the black substance slowly receded like a tide, but Xiaohong found that her clothes were completely gone, and she was directly stripped into a bare pig, which was placed there waiting to be slaughtered.

The slaughter came quickly, and a small knife appeared in the black-robed man's hand, sharp and shining, and there were traces of blood that had not dried up, and it was obvious that the knife was stained with a lot of blood.

"Please, don't kill me, as long as you let me go, let me do whatever I want" Li Xiaohong was almost sane, she begged for mercy, and even abandoned her dignity, but the black-robed man was not moved.

The knife slowly approached the frost-white wrist, and the first thing he felt was a faint coolness, which penetrated directly through the bone marrow, making people's cold hairs stand on end, as if the black-robed man intended to let Li Xiaohong feel the feeling of death more, and the knife cut very slowly.

Slow to the point that Xiaohong could feel that her soft skin was cut open little by little, revealing cyan blood vessels, which were also inferior to the knife, and were also cut smoothly, and the blood that was originally going to be supplied to her fingers quickly flowed down the wound. Take Xiaohong's life and hope away and inject it into the evil pool of blood.

The black-robed man was still not satisfied after cutting his left wrist, and continued to cut Xiaohong's right wrist, and when the blood slowly flowed, the black-robed man was really satisfied and ignored Xiaohong.

And Xiaohong felt that the temperature of life was going away a little bit, she wanted to ask for help, but she couldn't use any strength, her voice was so hoarse that she couldn't hear it clearly, no one could save her, this is a cruel world.

Zhang Xin walked slowly, a black-robed man followed behind him, just now, Zhang Xin heard a report from his subordinates, saying that the blood of 10,000 people had finally been collected, and asked him to move to the blood bath.

At first hearing the news, Zhang Xin couldn't help but be overjoyed, but he didn't teleport over directly with a frizzy hair, but slowly walked in with his hardcore subordinates.

Soon, Zhang Xin came to the place where the blood bath was held - the blood pool, which was roughly modified from a swimming pool, anyway, it was a disposable product, and there was no need to be so particular.

The walls around the pool of blood were densely covered with corpses, more than a thousand of them, and if an ordinary person suddenly saw this scene, he would definitely immediately be scared away, or feel sad and angry.

However, for a cruel person like Zhang Xin, this is just a tool for him to improve his blood energy, and he doesn't need to care too much, and his eyes don't even stay on them for long.

Looking at the blood pool that had been preserved by a special method, Zhang Xin nodded with satisfaction, the clothes formed by the venom on his body were automatically withdrawn, and he stood by the pool with his body, and walked in step by step, letting the blood go over his head.

At the beginning, there was no change in the blood pool, but when Zhang Xin walked to the center of the blood pool, the blood pool slowly boiled, like a pot of boiling water, and the pungent smell of blood went straight to the sky.

Then, Zhang Xin uncharacteristically rose from the pool of blood, his body was smooth and slippery, not stained with a little blood, but his eyes shot scarlet blood.

Zhang Xin floated to a height of more than half a meter from the blood pool, and the blood light in his eyes shot straight out several meters long, illuminating every corner like lightning, and clearly reflecting the unwillingness of those sacrifices before they died.

The blood pool slowly rotated, turning towards the very center, forming a whirlpool, but this whirlpool was extremely strange, other whirlpools were concave downward, but this whirlpool was convex upward, and the highest point had touched the soles of Zhang Xin's feet. The pool of blood was like a large bowl, upside down on the ground.

Zhang Xin's body slowly became transparent, but what he saw was not cyan blood vessels and snow-white bones, but colorful lights, of which the blood light was the most intense, occupying half of Zhang Xin's body.

The rest of the light was scattered all over Zhang Xin's body, constantly entangled, looking very active and violent.

Gradually, the blood light in the lower part of Zhang Xin slowly became richer, and if you looked closely, you could see that the blood pool also appeared in the blood pool, and slowly poured into Zhang Xin's body.

Gradually, the blood-red light began to take over, and the light of other colors also seemed to sense that something was wrong, and united to attack the blood-red light, and for a while, the blood light dimmed a lot.

However, the blood light was constantly replenished, but the light of other colors was not replenished, Zhang Xin originally wanted to suppress them without affecting himself, how could he replenish them!

Gradually, the light of other colors was consumed little by little, and the blood light occupied the absolute upper hand, defeating the other rays of light, starting from the legs, the light of other colors was forcibly separated by the blood light, trapped to death.

With the continuous replenishment of the blood pool, the blood energy quickly gained the upper hand, and the transparent body looked at it, and the blood-red light changed from the original fifty percent, to forty percent, and then to fifty percent, until the current seventy percent.

The light of other colors was all forcibly divided into all corners of the body, forcibly wrapped in blood light.

Finally, the energy riot in Zhang Xin's body was temporarily suppressed, although such suppression had great hidden dangers, but it also temporarily exempted Zhang Xin from his worries.

At this time, Zhang Xin's purpose was completed, but the essence of the blood pool still existed in a small half, and Zhang Xin was reluctant to waste it, and continued to absorb it little by little.

By the time Zhang Xin sucked up the essence of the blood pool, the proportion of blood light in his body had become eighty percent, which was also the limit, and it was impossible to continue to expand, otherwise it would cause a riot of energy again.

Half of the blood pool that had been drained of essence descended out of thin air, and the remaining blood was even blacker, and the black ones were a little red, but they were full of dead silence, as if they had been left for a long time.

"Drink!" Zhang Xin felt the abundant energy in his body, and unconsciously raised his hand, and a gust of wind appeared out of thin air and swept around.

Originally, there were corpses glued one after another, but after coming into contact with this strong wind, they instantly turned to ashes and dissipated, revealing a pitch-black wall made of venom.

The blood light in Zhang Xin's eyes became more and more intense, he looked up at the sky, and the blood light in his eyes turned into a pillar of blood, breaking through everything and shooting into the depths of the clouds.

At his feet, the pool of blood slowly dispersed the last essence, and the blood-red mist rose faintly, enveloping the surroundings, but there was no trace of blood in it, but there was a faint vitality.

The blood mist first shrouded Zhang Xin's face, making a radius of 100 meters hazy, and there seemed to be a sad song inside, and then the blood mist rose to the sky, and under the blowing of the breeze, there were all kinds of scenes, ghosts crying wolves, and severing beings cursing.

Finally, the silvery moon turned a blood-red color, and it looked extremely demonic, like the eyes of the sky, staring coldly at the earth.