"There's something weird about it, you can't go in. ”

"But Childe...... That thing can ......."

"Well, whether it works or not, I know for myself. The man's words were not finished, and he was drunk.

As he spoke, the man's gaze fell on the frightened cultivators on the side, and a deep thought crossed his eyes, what did these people do except for and what did they see? ?

What happened outside, Feng Luan naturally didn't know, as she entered the cave, the cold breath became stronger and stronger, and there was a strong yin qi, different from the yin qi outside, the yin qi here, with a strong sense of depression, made people feel sad inexplicably.

Feng Luan was full of energy, and gathered his spirit so that he would not be bothered by this yin qi.

As the induction with the female ghost got closer and closer, an emerald green vine suddenly attacked Feng Luan, Feng Luan thought in his heart, looked at the vine and avoided the vine, and saw a thorn vine growing not far away, the original ordinary thorn vine was full of blood at the moment, and there were rows of dense small thorns on the rattan, glowing with blood red.

This rattan has changed, what is there in it that can raise this thing??

Thinking about it, the rattan struck again, Feng Luan's expression suddenly cold, he took out a lightning strike wood from his back and held it in his hand, pinched it with one hand, walked Yu steps, avoided the attacking rattan, and then looked at the vacancy, injected aura into the lightning strike wood, and suddenly the peach wood was glowing with electric light visible to the naked eye, and with a fierce blow, he waved towards the rattan.

I only heard a loud sound, and the rattan, which was still alive and well, suddenly trembled as if it was conscious, and then it fell to the ground, and in the cave, a mushy smell spread in the air.

As soon as the thorn vine fell, Feng Luan directly struck the wood with the thunder, and killed it inside, and as soon as he entered, he saw the female ghost, cowering and hiding in a corner, the original bloody figure was already thin and about to disappear at this time.

"Girl, there's a piece of red clay here, I almost sucked it in, it's terrible!!"

The female ghost felt Feng Luan's breath, raised her head suddenly, and looked at Feng Luan in horror, with a hint of fear flashing in her eyes.

If it weren't for her quick reaction, she fought with the resentment of her whole body at the last moment and broke free of her soul, she would probably have been absorbed by the red clay at this time.

"I see, come here, go inside and get some rest. ”

Feng Luan glanced at the red soil that the female ghost said, walked to the corner in two steps, pointed to the hosta on his head and said.

The female ghost is already at the end of the strong crossbow at this time, and when she heard this, she said to Feng Luan to be careful, and flashed into the hosta.

After putting on the hosta, Feng Luan walked to the edge of the large piece of red soil, but there was nothing abnormal at all, and he couldn't help frowning and walked a little closer.

At this glance, Feng Luan was suddenly startled.

My mom, what did she see.

The color is like blood, as if it has been soaked in blood, and the soil is still glowing with blood red, as if it has been watered with blood.

If it is an ordinary person, I am afraid that I will think that this soil is stained red by blood, and it is also because of her.

This piece of blood-red land is not blood-stained, it is clearly a bloody land.

What is Bloodland?

It has been recorded in the secret books of the Feng clan that the blood and soil come from the edge of the Yellow Spring, and all things can be planted, irrigated with resentment and yin, but there is no record of what can be planted.

Come to think of it, the thorn vines outside were mutated by this thing.

Thinking of this, a flash of excitement flashed in Feng Luan's eyes, and his gaze swept over this bloody field, and finally landed on a corner at the back.