Under this thick white mist, it was not the bottomless dark abyss of imagination, or the bottom of the canyon with strange rocks, but under this thick fog, there was actually a sea of blood. A thick bloody aura filled the entire stretch of canyon community, and at the far bottom below, countless huge earthworm-like bright red tentacles were intertwined with each other, rolling in the thick river of blood, each tentacle had countless circular suckers, and there were some black spots on each sucker, those spots were extremely weird, and they looked as if they were ...... It's like one face after another screaming in pain.

The hinterland of the canyon as far as the eye can see is filled with thousands of red blood vessels, which are sticky and bloody and wriggling, like countless giant roundworms churning in a huge pool of blood...... From time to time, tentacles suddenly burst out of the water from the river of blood, and then in the air, the tips of the tentacles split and tore into petal-like structures, followed by a dull but sharp loud shout.

"What are they, how can there be so many?" asked Kirin, whose face turned pale and in a hoarse voice.

"It's not 'them'...... It'......" Lianquan's face turned pale, and she vaguely realized what situation they had broken into.

"It, you mean, these thousands of wriggling things, one thing?!" said Tianshu Youhua suddenly grabbed the hem of Qiling's clothes, and said with a pale face.

"Get out of here immediately!" Ghost Mountain Lotus Spring struggled to stand up, her soul power soared, the golden light bloomed, and more than a dozen fast-moving chains suddenly appeared in the air, each chain was like a small silver dragon, rolling towards the red tentacles that were pulling the wings down, the chains quickly spiraled around the blood-colored tentacles, and rolled down in a circle, and then Lianquan suddenly clenched his fists, and all the chains were suddenly tightened, under the huge tightening force. The sharp metal edges of the chains cut hard into the skin of the blood-colored tentacles, and there was a dense sound of flesh tearing apart, and all the tentacles that bound the wings were shattered into red flesh pillars by the chains.

"Wings!" Lotus Springs' sudden shout, Wings roared, waving their broken and bloody wings, carrying them up as fast as they could, and at this time, in the pool of blood at the bottom of the abyss, countless huge tentacles swayed out of the entwined huge bodies. It is as if the behemoth anemone at the bottom of the sea has released thousands of red lines. In the next moment, the dense red blood vessels suddenly shot straight towards the wings, instantly winding it like a trapped beast falling into a blood-colored hunting net, tightly tightening, bringing a thousand catties of weight, Lianquan even heard the sound of the bones in the wing's body shattering and its painful screams, but it still struggled to fly up desperately, those blood vessels became tighter and tighter, and countless sharp red barbs on it drilled into its flesh. More and more wounds were turned bloody and exposed to the air.

"Die!" A layer of transparent tears rushed into Qi Ling's eyes, and the sudden explosion sound around him, along with the soul power that swept through the sky, blurred Qi Ling's vision. He vaguely felt the severed-bladed giant sword in his palm suddenly fall out of his hand. It seemed to have been taken away by someone, and then in the haze, it seemed like a giant sword falling from the sky, like a god's wrath. The light pierced into the distant underground, into the depths of the flesh-colored flesh, with a deafening roar. The entire valley was shaken, the golden qi waves rolled, and the soul power in the huge area suddenly exploded, and then instantly rolled into some unknown space like the eye of the wind and disappeared. The red tentacle let go of the wing's body in an instant, but it no longer had the strength to fly upward, and the huge shock wave shook everyone's chest cavity to the point of surging qi and blood, and its vision became blurred, and even its breath seemed to be robbed. The three men fell down with their wings. Halfway down, it thuded into a white mist of light and absorbed into Lianquan's body.

Kirin struggled in the air, his vision still obscured by the surging explosion of air, his hand waving wildly in the air, suddenly grabbing a sword hilt, and in the shaking sight, the Broken Blade Greatsword did not know when it returned to his hand. Or is it just her own illusion that the broken blade has just been taken off? In the chaotic consciousness, Qi Ling suddenly felt a tightness around his waist, it turned out that Lianquan threw out the chains, entwining the bodies of the three people, and then she used all her strength to throw it up, and the chains pierced the thick mist above her head straight, and pierced into the stone wall on the distant mountain cliff with a "ding" sound, Lianquan tightened the chains hard, and the three people flew towards it quickly, breaking through the fog in a blink of an eye, escaping from the bloody hell under the clouds.

The three of them stopped in a small protruding clearing on the edge of the cliff, Lianquan leaned against the stone wall, and the heavenly bouquet of flowers lay on the ground at her feet, her eyes closed, wheezing, and she still looked in pain, but her bloody wounds were healing rapidly, and she could even see the speed at which the flesh and blood healed again, which was really a terrifying talent.

Qi Ling, who fell on the other side, was pale, but it didn't seem to have been seriously injured.

Ghost Mountain Lotus Spring frowned slightly, she wondered, where did the huge light blade that fell from the sky just now come from? There should only be three of them in the entire soul mound, even if another person came in, it could only be an apostle-level person, I had never heard of such a powerful apostle.

It can't be an apostle, right?

Lianquan felt a lot of suspicions, but she couldn't figure it out, she turned her head and looked at the broken sword at Qi Ling's feet. The huge sword body and hilt are covered with ancient delicate patterns, the patterns are extremely beautiful, and smooth and ethereal, like a continuous lingering air flow slowly winding around the sword body, it doesn't feel like Yas Blue, Yas Blue's common lines are based on sharp hexagons such as snowflake ice crystals or hard lines with symmetry in the center. And such a soft and flowing rhythm pattern like the one on the Qi Zero Horcrux is extremely rare. The material of the broken sword is also very different from the weapons in the Yaslan field, and Lianquan can't tell what kind of metal it is for a while, it looks like Mithril, but it faintly glows with a psychedelic gray blue, and after looking at it for a long time, it seems to have a little rose gold color. Lianquan suddenly vaguely remembered that the huge lightsaber just now seemed to be the body of this sword. But it was clear that the sword was so short and only half as it was, how could it be its edge.

If you don't have a clue, Lianquan doesn't bother anymore, and it's more important to go out from here first. It feels like danger is coming at any moment. All three of them had already obtained the Horcruxes, so it was not appropriate to stay here.

She struggled to her feet, picking up Qi Ling and the still collapsed Youhua.

"We're going to get out of here first, and we're going to go now. (To be continued.) )