The dark shattered ground, where nothing could be seen, was as strong as electricity, approaching in an instant.

Like a sharp edge on the back, the chill rises!

"What is it?" As soon as Su Hao turned around, his pupils contracted violently.

Without any hesitation, he directly raised his right hand and grabbed it forward. Under this grasp, the sound of bones suddenly sounded, and the sound of banging like fried beans sounded.

The sound was small, but it reverberated clearly in the shattered ground.

With a pinch of his five fingers, he suddenly touched something.

But before Su Hao could take a closer look, several qi attacks came from behind him.

The crisis resurfaced in an instant, Su Hao's face changed slightly, and his hands quickly pinched. Suddenly, a red blood moon rose from his fingertips, heading straight behind him. The light on the blood moon was pervasive, as if it wanted to illuminate the surroundings.

But when the light was about to spread, it was suddenly shrouded in black, making the light quickly dissipate and extinguish in an instant.

There was a thud in the void!

"Can't even transmit light?" Su Hao's eyes widened and he looked around in surprise. Obviously, this was beyond his cognition, and he thought it was incredible.

Not only him, but everyone else as well.

Before Su Hao, there were many monks who stepped into the broken ground, and there were many monks who performed spells.

They stood on the ground, thinking they could illuminate their surroundings with the light of magic, so that they could see clearly. But I found that everyone who cast a spell would flash when they cast a spell, and then it would quickly go out.

Like a blink of a star!

Then there was a silent silence, save for a drop or two of blood popping out of the shattered floor, as if to indicate death.

They can't see it, but it doesn't mean that Su Hao can't see it. It was only a moment before the light burned and went out, but Su Hao's eyes could see clearly, there were countless vines around this rotating black stone.

Those vines were rooted in the black stone, blood-colored and bewitching, bright red, and terrifying.

The so-called qi is not ordinary qi at all, but caused by the dancing of the blood vine between the rotation of the black stone.

Even if he glanced at these blood vines, Su Hao would not forget that they were very thick blood vines, each vine was covered with sharp thorns, and the vines were covered in blood, very demonic.

"Dead Tree Blood Vine!"

A word appeared in Su Hao's mind, which shocked him very much, and he looked around in disbelief. At the same time, there was a chill in his heart, and his eyes showed jealousy.

The withered tree blood vine is a strange spirit grass recorded in a mountain and sea chronicle in the Seven Star Pavilion.

This kind of spiritual grass is like a vine, the blood is demonic, the vine is a thorn, the thorn contains evil, the evil is poisonous, once it is possessed by the blood vine, it is poisonous and cursed, straight like a yellow spring.

In ancient times, this spiritual grass was called a forbidden grass!

Because it is too contrary to heaven and harmony, it is not liked by people.

"According to the records in "Mountains and Seas Chronicles, Zhizhi", this blood vine has long been extinct, how can there be so many here?" Su Hao muttered to himself, his scalp was numb, and he often let out a breath, and looked at his palm by luck.

There was a blood mark on the palm of the hand, which was not pierced by the blood vines.

With a long exhalation, he looked around with palpitations, and his heart was even more shocked, and he looked down in shock.

"Even this kind of spiritual grass is used, presumably the creation must be very huge. Su Hao muttered to himself and spoke, his eyes flashing with anticipation. At the same time, his divine consciousness spread out with all his might, guarding the surroundings, carefully staring at the blood vine on the black stone, not daring to be careless.

The cold wind echoed in Su Hao's ears, it was the cold wind formed by the rotation of the black stone.

The boulder he was on was sinking as it turned.

The furball stood on Su Hao's shoulder, and his black eyes rolled straight. As I sank, I gradually became excited.

Above, many people only saw a flash of black light, and no blood came out, and their eyes couldn't help but widen, revealing a look of disbelief.

The young man in brocade had a slight sink, frowning and thinking: "There is no blood to pop out, what is down there?"

"In the past, every time someone went down, there was blood or screams. But why not this time?" the freckled woman looked at the broken ground in bewilderment.

Only the young man in blue had his eyes flashing slightly.

After a moment of contemplation, he made a decision, and with a flip of his palm, a spear suddenly appeared in his palm. He exhaled deeply and glanced at the shattered ground.

No longer hesitated, jumped up and jumped into the shattered ground.

Seeing this, the other people's faces couldn't help but become strange. The young man in blue just now, they knew that they were as cautious as they were, and they didn't dare to go down this piece of broken ground after observing it for a long time.

Obviously, there is not much certainty about the broken ground.

But now they are resolutely and resolutely jumping down, why is this? Many people have begun to ponder, and some people's minds have gradually become active.

For a long time, for a long time, about an hour or so later.

In the shattered ground, there was no blood or screams. Suddenly, many people were shocked in their hearts, staring down with wide eyes, their expressions were cloudy, and they had all kinds of suspicions in their hearts.

"Could it be that something has changed down here?"

Someone said so.

As the saying goes, the speaker has no intention, but the listener has a heart.

Many people's hearts moved, but there was really a change below. So these two times are so weird?

Or maybe it's safe down there. In this case, wouldn't the creation contained in it be obtained by others? I have long heard the elders say that in this land of creation, if there is an opportunity, you can take one step at a time.

How can such a creation not have its own share?

Damn, if you fight, it's a big deal to die. But if you don't die, everything will be different.

Thinking like this, many people turned their hearts sideways, no longer hesitated, and went straight to the broken ground.

I don't know who started first, then the second, and then the third... The monks who had been observing this dangerous situation scrambled to the ground. Among them were the freckled woman and the young man in brocade.

However, the facts have not changed. Suddenly, the screams of many monks rang out from the shattered ground.

"Damn, I've been trapped!"

"What is this, I..." However, some of the people couldn't make any sound before they could finish their sentences.

A large crowd jumped into the rubble and stepped on the black gravel. Some of them with higher cultivation levels quickly noticed the blood vines around them, and the demonic blood vines danced like poisonous snakes attacking everyone.

Anyone who is stabbed by the blood vine will immediately turn into a pool of blood.

It was only at this moment that it dawned on them that it was not a change of circumstances. It's that he and the others are too cautious, and there are countless blood vines around them, dense, and everywhere, like an octopus in the rotation, a dancer.

The black crushed floor, the further down it goes, the narrower it becomes, and there is very little room for movement.

If it were a single person, there was more than a sixty percent chance of avoiding the blood vine. And this time, they all came down together, and when they got to the back, the space was naturally insufficient, and some people couldn't dodge, and they were directly penetrated by the blood vine.

Then it turned into a pool of blood.

In life, the same is true. In many cases, repeated fears can lead to failure, and decisive progress may lead to success.

The blood vine turned into a killing weapon, and a terrible scream sounded in the shattered ground, and the rich smell of blood permeated the air.

In order to survive, many people began to kill monks and occupy space.

Some wanted to back down and step on the gravel to get back to the ground. But such an idea was directly shattered, and there was an invisible force that imprisoned the space, making it possible to go down but not up.

The next consequence, self-evident, was directly penetrated by the blood vine, and the body was wiped out.

It was not until the moment of death that they understood the cruelty of the battle between creation and transformation.

In the land of creation, nine deaths and one life!

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