The gas that escaped from the bursting bubble was inhaled by Dahan and the thirty-six warriors surrounding Dahan. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info The bodies of these people gradually became more and more red, especially the thirty-six warriors, who were as red as boiled prawns.

When the skin of the thirty-six warriors was so red that it was like blood spilling, something even stranger happened on the field. Their bodies began to expand and contract constantly, like a beating heart, retracting and retracting, very regularly.

The big man sitting in the center of the pattern seemed to have a stronger absorption capacity, and it was only at this point that his skin began to turn as red as blood. And at this time, the bodies of the thirty-six people around there were retracting and releasing more and more frequently, expanding, contracting, expanding, contracting...... Until, bursting.

The blood mist in the sky and the gas in the bubbles rushed into the big man's body, which had also begun to expand a little. The big man was like a balloon with enough air in an instant, inflated and inflated, and after all the mist was absorbed, it contracted rapidly, and instantly returned to his original form.

However, although the volume of the big man recovered, the air was full of oppression, and the momentum exuded by the big man at this time was as heavy as a mountain, and as bloody and tragic as purgatory. Although he still had his eyes closed, giving the impression to the onlookers, it was as if there was always a pair of blood-red eyes watching him, and his heart was terrifying.

At the same time that the big man exuded an astonishing momentum, a group of people walked into the entrance of the valley. The leader was shrouded in an inky black cloak, and even if he saw it with his own eyes, he would feel that there seemed to be no movement in the place where he passed.

When they reached the edge of the pattern, the leader took out a piccolo and played it gently. A strange and piercing sound floated out of the piccolo, and the big man in the pattern suddenly opened his eyes when he heard the sound of the flute. It was a pair of gray-black eyes, no pupils, and the whole eyeball was gray-black, lifeless.

The sound of the flute did not stop, and the sound became more and more high-pitched and harsh, and the big man's skin became red, and his hair began to be windless and automatic, and it grew longer and longer, and gradually became like a long black whip. His eyes grew redder and redder with the sound of the flute, and finally became like a light bulb that shimmered red, eerie and terrifying. Finally, the big man suddenly hammered his chest with both hands, and let out a hoarse and crazy earth-shattering roar.

The roar rang out several miles away, alarming Wu Hao, who was looking around for a place to stay. Wu Hao raised his eyes and looked at the hills in the distance, he didn't expect that there was such a master here, and the sound spread for miles was not something that ordinary internal qi masters could do. It's just that this roar seems to be full of killing and blood.

Although Wu Hao could feel that he was far from being the opponent of the person who made the roar, but prompted by curiosity, he still decided to go over and take a look, no matter how bad it was, there were also vultures that could quickly evacuate.

A few miles away, it was just a matter of inciting a few wings for the vulture, and a few minutes later, Wu Hao came to the sky above that strange valley. For safety reasons, Wu Hao deliberately let the vulture put himself down outside the valley, but he didn't alarm everyone in the valley.

He cautiously sneaked up to the top of a hill on one side of the valley and had a full view of the valley. A blood-red red man was kneeling in front of a black-robed man with his head bowed, and several men and women in strange costumes around him also bowed to the black-robed man, as if to congratulate him. The distance was too far to hear the other party's conversation, but when Wu Hao's gaze fell on the strange pattern composed of huge ravines beside several people, he already understood the origin of these people.

In the "Blood Demon Refining" array, Wu Hao's heartbeat suddenly accelerated. Unexpectedly, the Netherworld Mansion has quietly set up a formation here, and has successfully refined that terrifying blood demon, and this matter must be reported to the sect as soon as possible.

He was not stupid enough to come forward to die, so he withdrew more carefully than when he came. It's just that he underestimated the attraction of the martial artist's blood to the blood demon, and just as he shrank his head and retreated, the blood demon who was originally kneeling on the ground suddenly raised his head, and his huge deformed nostrils kept moving.

The Blood Demon's movements startled several people around him, but the black-robed man also raised his head and looked around, saying, "Someone, it smells the smell of martial arts' qi and blood." ”

When the rest of the people heard this, they also looked up and looked around, but it was still the blood demon's sense of smell that played a role, and it took three steps and two steps, rushing towards the mountain where Wu Hao was hiding. When Wu Hao heard the wind, he felt that something was wrong, and he no longer wanted to hide, stood up and ran down the mountain.

However, after all, that blood demon has the strength of a martial emperor, and how can it be compared to Wu Hao, a young martial artist who is not even a martial artist. In just a moment, the Blood Demon had already chased after Wu Hao, roared, and raised his newly grown, flashing black sharp claws to grab Wu Hao.

Wu Hao had already taken the time to look back when the Blood Demon was about to arrive behind him, and was really startled by the Blood Demon's weird and ugly appearance. At this time, hearing the sound of the wind brought by the claws, he decisively threw himself to the ground, and after the claws missed, he rolled forward, got up, drew his sword, turned around, and swung his sword, finally blocking the second claw attack of the blood demon.

There was a loud sound of metal intersecting with the "bell", and with Wu Hao's huge force, he was actually beaten upside down by the other party and flew out. However, Wu Hao also took advantage of this opportunity to use his body to widen the distance between him and the Blood Demon.

Seeing that the repeated attacks were ineffective, the blood demon let out a roar, and with a big stride, he came behind Wu Hao again, and then raised his arm, another fierce attack. Wu Hao knew that with his speed, he would definitely not be able to escape the pursuit of the blood demon, so after opening the distance just now, he began to use the Flame Sword Technique. When the Blood Demon struck with a claw, his fiery sword technique also happened to turn around and strike.

A fire dragon rushed out of the blade and slammed into the claws of the blood demon, the claws that were not even afraid of human-level top-grade swords just now, and under the scorching attack of the fire dragon, green smoke actually rose. Although the blood demon was not sane, the pain was still there, and after being burned by the fire dragon, he screamed again and again, and only cared about extinguishing the fire, which actually gave Wu Hao some time to escape.

However, just as Wu Hao was about to take the opportunity to escape, several people in the valley had already surrounded him just now. And among these people, Wu Hao even found an old acquaintance, who was the one who performed poison on himself in Zou Kai's mansion that day.

He obviously recognized Wu Hao, and stepped forward and said in a gloomy voice: "Hehe, it turned out to be you kid, last time you ruined the old man's good deeds, I didn't expect to meet you thousands of miles away, this is really a way in heaven you don't go, hell has no door for you to break by yourself!"