The Blood Chaos Group also gradually discovered that the more they gathered and gathered together, the easier it was to produce a stronger aura, and the relative would also attract more killing swords, except for the Blood Chaos Clan like the Soul Triple Clan, which could shelter those in the lower realms, the rest were scattered and separated by a distance.

As for Fang Yingxing, he relied on the speed blessed by the power of the starlight, and ran around with a large number of killing swords, at this moment, he was directly regarded as a plague god by some Blood Chaos Clan monks, and wanted to run, but he couldn't outrun this goods, and as soon as he saw Fang Yingxing running by, he was directly stabbed in the heart.

Soon this area was full of scolding, and of course, it generally didn't last long before Fang Yingxing favored it.

However, to Fang Yingxing's surprise, the duration of the killing array was not very long, perhaps because it had existed for too long and caused the wear and tear of the formation, or it could be that a lucky person had launched the formation before. Anyway, this killing array is gone.

But Fang Yingxing could fully feel that there were still many people with better qualifications for the Creation Spirit Double and First Tier who survived, and the most important thing was that the Blood Chaos Clan of the Creation Spirit Triple still had a strong aura!

He definitely couldn't run away, no matter how fast he was, he couldn't be faster than the Triple Cultivator of the Creation Spirit.

At this moment, Fang Yingxing's brain was running rapidly. Finally, he had a flash of inspiration, and immediately resorted to the most primitive but useful method - playing dead!

Fang Yingxing was definitely not unscathed in the killing array, he was also cut by the killing sword with several blood marks, and the deepest blow even exposed the bones.

At this moment, he smeared blood on his face and body, hiding his breath and making the meridians of his body stop beating, this trick was not the first time Fang Yingxing had used it.

When Shangguan Yan taught him this trick for the first time, he looked disgusted, saying that this skill was too frustrating and not above board at all. Later, he knew that he was young, and this trick of pretending to be dead could perfectly simulate the state of death, and he couldn't see it if his cultivation was not high enough, and he used this trick to avoid too many crises later.

Really...... He was still too young at the time.

But in fact, he wouldn't use this trick easily, after all, he didn't know what this group of Blood Chaos people was going to do with these human corpses, and he didn't believe that the Blood Chaos wanted to let them be buried in the ground.

After a long time of scolding and scolding, they recovered for a while and then began to pick up human corpses on the ground, and very few of their kind.

Fang Yingxing was naturally picked up, although he was in suspended animation, his divine consciousness could still feel the outside world.

Lifting him up was a young girl, about twelve or thirteen years old, who covered her face with a mask, and although she looked slim, she exuded an air of danger.

Fang Yingxing had paid attention to her before, at a young age, she had already reached the peak of the double spirit creation, easily smashing the killing sword, and faintly overshadowing the triple blood chaos clansman.

Her face was facing Fang Yingxing, and for some reason, Fang Yingxing felt as if she had seen through it.

The girl touched Fang Yingxing's forehead with her fingers, Fang Yingxing felt a small stream of energy enter his body, and he tried his best to hide the secret of his eternal pupil, but the secret of the true spirit was still discovered by her.

The girl was obviously stunned for a moment, and then lifted him up with one hand, "I want this blood slave, but unfortunately it is dead, otherwise it must be more useful to be a living blood slave." ”

Fang Yingxing was shocked in his heart, it turned out that he could understand the language of the Blood Chaos Clan.

By the way, Li Yu said that the source of the Blood Chaos Clan seems to have been separated from the Terran Race, so the language of the Blood Chaos Clan may be similar to the language of the Terran Race, but maybe some of their own voices have been formed over the long years, such as those fierce greetings.

In this way, Fang Yingxing was forcibly carried by this bloody girl for three days and three nights, and was finally sent to a strange mountain, the reason why it is strange is because its plants, trees, gold and stones, and even the birds that chirp sharply are all deeply bloody.

Fang Yingxing secretly guessed that this should be a stronghold of the Blood Chaos Clan.

Entering the cave in the mountain, he was even more frightened, it was a chilling scene, and the blood-colored cave exuded a strong smell of blood, which was disgusting. What he saw were piles of corpses, some of them rotting and emitting a foul stench. In the center of the cavern, a huge head hung from a thick branch, staring at the hollow eye sockets.

The surrounding walls were covered in dark red blood. He could feel the oppression and fear of this place, as if there was a mysterious power lurking here.

In the depths of this cavern, you seem to be able to hear faint sounds, such as wailing, crying, or some unknown language. The sounds are creepy.

Fang Yingxing was frightened and angry at the same time, these were human corpses, but they were rotting and disappearing in the stronghold of the alien race. Some were even refined into blood slaves, lost their last dignity, completely lost their minds, and could only obey the orders of the Blood Rebellion Clan.

The Bloodreak led them into the depths of the cavern, and as they went deeper, the smell of blood became stronger and stronger, and the eerie aura became more and more terrifying.

After a flash of red light, they were led through a small door to a special space, and the most peculiar thing was a huge pool of blood fountains in the center of the space.

The water has a rich blood-colored color, as if it was dyed with blood. There was a rich aura around the pool, which could even be compared to the light gate. However, this aura has a hint of unsettling aura that makes people feel creepy.

In the center of the Blood Fountain Pool, a huge head floats on the surface of the water, staring at the hollow eye sockets, as if watching itself. The skull's lips were slightly open, as if to make some kind of silent call. Around the skull, there are strange symbols floating that shimmer with a mysterious light.

It can be seen that at the edge of the pool, there are some bone fragments scattered on the ground, and these bone fragments emit a strong aura of death.

And then......

He was thrown in with the human remains.

The moment he touched the Blood Spring Pool, Fang Yingxing felt its essence, it was the most intense water elemental spiritual power, but it was infected by blood qi, and that huge head was probably a powerful ancestor of the Blood Chaos Clan.

The Bloodreath walked out of the space one after another and sealed the door.

Finally, the Bloodstorm Clan Cultivator of the Triple Creation Spirit Clan muttered something in his mouth, and as soon as he closed the door, the runes in this blood fountain pool suddenly erupted into a violent red light.

Then countless blood-colored particles frantically pounded and collided in the pool water, and slammed into him and the corpse, and he felt the pain of flesh and blood.

This feeling is like polishing his flesh.

A few days later, Fang Yingxing could see that some of the corpses had been shattered and turned into blood and bones, and some had been beaten to the point of deformation and had almost lost their human form, but Fang Yingxing could feel that those deformed bodies had become much tougher.

Only a few corpses were able to retain their bodies, and the flesh of those corpses was much stronger. Including himself, he could clearly feel that even him, under the blows of these blood-colored particles, his physical body was even stronger.

I see, is this the selection and strengthening of blood slaves?