Day turns to night, the stars appear, the waning moon rises, the surrounding mountains move, and the earthquake trembles.

The sudden change not only surprised Lin Yu, but also shocked the remaining guards and Lin Tao, and even surprised Qiu Yuheng and the others who had just arrived.

They came with the purpose of profiting from the fishermen, but when they first came here, they found that the heavens and the earth had changed, and they were a little frightened for a while.

Thundered!

Thick cracks appeared in the earth, pulling the trees apart like the end of the world.

In the dark sky, there was not a trace of sunlight, but instead appeared a piece of stars, and a silver hook-like waning moon, exuding a bright moonlight.

"Ahh

The earth shook, the rifts spread, and several wounded guards were powerless to avoid them, and they were directly swallowed by the merciless cracks, leaving behind a few miserable screams.

"It should be noon, the sun is shining, how can it be like this suddenly?" Lin Yu was a little distracted.

A finger-sized remnant wooden sword, silently floating in the air, burning with faint flames. A small cluster, like a candle in the wind, will be extinguished at any time.

Whew!

The rift widened, and a gust of wind rose that shook the trees around them.

The leaves fluttered and collided with each other, making a whining sound like a ghost crying wolf, making the soles of the feet chill and anxious to get out of here.

The wind howled, and the faint flame above the wooden sword shook violently, but it was never extinguished.

The flames flickered, emitting a faint light, shining on Lin Yu's somewhat pale little face, glowing with a twilight-like color, looking a little eerie.

"It seems that this wooden sword is in charge of all these changes. Lin Yu's face was solemn, guarding the surroundings.

The wooden sword heats up, then spontaneously combusts, emitting faint fluctuations, and then the earth swayes, the sky changes, the sun and the moon turn upside down, and the day instantly turns black.

The mysterious old wooden sword, like a key, opens some kind of restriction and dominates all these changes.

Suddenly, the flames trembled, as if they were about to be extinguished.

An even more strange wave emanated out, making the trembling earth more violent, and the sound of a landslide and the ground cracking sounded.

The ground shook violently, Lin Yu's body was unstable, and he almost fell.

"Well, that little sword... That is what my Qiu family's ancient books recorded, how could it fall into his hands. Qiu Yuheng, who was hiding in the forest, pointed to the small sword that spontaneously combusted in the air, trembling and excited.

The flames on the little sword swayed, glowing with a faint halo, which was quite obvious in the gloomy sky.

"Uncle Clan, hurry up, go and take the little sword back, and you must not let this thing fall into the hands of others. Qiu Yuheng's eyes were eager, and he quickly urged.

His eyes stared at the floating sword, as if he had seen a rare treasure, and his eyes were blazing and flashing with essence.

Hearing this, the old man who followed him jumped up and flew directly into the field of mutation, grabbing the burning little sword.

The old man was very old, his hair was snow-white, but his face was very energetic, and he suddenly acted at this moment, like a wild leopard, with a nimble and fierce aura, showing his profound cultivation.

"Look for death!"

Lin Yu, who was always paying attention to the changes around him, his face sank, and with a stretch of his fingers, he urged the aura to launch the spiritual technique "Spirit Finger".

Breaking through the spiritual realm, he became more and more handy in the use of the Spirit Interpretation Finger.

The pale white finger shadow disappeared in the night, perfectly concealing the traces of the flying out.

Sending out the spiritual skill, Lin Yu's body moved, and he jumped directly towards the old man.

The figure of the old man flew out, and in the blink of an eye, he came to the side of the little sword, stretched out a thin palm, and grabbed the little sword, he directly ignored the flames on the little sword.

The old man's palm stretched out, and his heart was cold, his whole body tightened, and a sense of crisis permeated his heart, making him quickly retreat.

Burst!

An illusory finger shadow flew out, directly through the old man's palm, bringing a burst of blood mist.

Blood drifted and spilled on the flaming wooden sword.

Tiny flames were stained with blood mist, and after a moment of burning, they exploded with a thud, and large streams of flames burst into flames, illuminating the surroundings.

Sparks flew everywhere, and the spiritual power on Lin Yu's body surged, and after protecting himself, he continued to rush towards the old man.

The palm of his hand was pierced by the shadow of his fingers, and the blood flowed from the wound, causing the old man to snort in pain. The spiritual power in his hand surged, and after stopping the blood, he raised his head angrily and looked at the sneak attacker.

The firelight flickered, and a delicate and immature little face came into view, making his face startled and his eyes widened in disbelief.

"You love to rob other people's things so much?" With a cold snort, Lin Yu's hand surged with spiritual light, and he waved his palm lightly, imprinting it on the old man's chest, and slammed it straight to the point.

The palm wind is thundering, surging, and the fierce momentum is that even a small mountain bag will be broken.

The old man's eyes shrank, ignoring the shock in his heart, and his retreating body twisted strangely, and then moved straight away from the left, dodging the rushing palm.

Sting!

The palm of his hand passed by the old man, and the fierce wind directly tore the old man's robe, and countless pieces of broken cloth fluttered one after another, mixed with the scattered fallen leaves.

Rumble!

The palm of his hand struck into the air, and the spiritual power on it rushed out, turning into a light and shadow pouring on the ground, and with a bang, a deep crater was blown out, splashing countless blood-red soil.

The aftermath swept away, and the scattered blood-colored dirt was shattered, turning into tiny patches of mud and dust spilling onto the ground.

The fine mud and dust, blood red, as if it were raining blood.

Waving his hand to block the scattered mud and dust, the old man looked at the deep hole in the ground, his face was slightly pale, and he swallowed his saliva in horror.

In the deep hole, one after another broken old roots were exposed.

"There are only more than ten people dead, it is impossible for the blood to be soaked so deeply, what is this place?" Falling smoothly to the ground, Lin Yu looked at the situation in the pit and muttered to himself in confusion.

In the deep holes, the soil was blood-red, and even the broken thick roots were blood-colored.

"How could you have broken through the Spirit Realm so quickly?" the old man asked in disbelief.

Lin Yu's brows tightened, his body flashed to the edge of a crack, looked down at the crack, and did not answer the old man's leisure at all.

The crack was bottomless, pitch black, and it was impossible to see what was going on inside.

On the edge of the rift, there was a faint flash of dark red blood, which should be the same as the dirt on the ground, not normal dirt.

"Blood soil, what the hell is this?" Lin Yu was a little dazed, feeling unbelievable, and felt very unreal.

In an instant, the night fell, the stars shone brightly, the waning moon rose, the faint candlelight flickered, the thousand mountains shifted, the earth was torn, and the blood and soil appeared...

These strange visions are truly unbelievable and appalling.

Although he was a little frightened, Lin Yu had a strong curiosity in his heart, which drove him to stay here and explore the secrets.

"Could it be some kind of ancient ritual?"

Lin Yu turned around and came to the burning wooden sword, staring carefully at the small ancient sword that was about to burn out.

Thinking back to everything he had come here, he had a feeling that this little sword was very important.

Rumble!

On the flaming little sword, the flames trembled, and then exploded violently, turning into countless sparks scattered and falling in all directions.

The spark flew, as if following some kind of instruction, and seemed to be pulled by a mysterious force, outlining several strange lines on the ground.

On the blood-red ground, the lines paved by Mars are connected to each other and outlined each other, forming crooked lines, like words but not words, like paintings but not flowers.

"This is the formation!" Lin Yu's head turned quickly, his eyes scanned the lines around him, and suddenly a complete figure appeared in his mind.

The rough lines resemble gossip, but they contain five elements, lacking yang and yin, and it is not a single formation.

Call!

When the last trace of sparks descended, the yin wind howled, and a large number of sparks suddenly burst into the faint sparks, burning the blood on the ground, and the strong red light rushed straight into the sky.

Red light surged, pouring straight into the waning moon in the sky.

In the sky, the stars dimmed, and the waning moon seemed to be unable to withstand this force, and the distance swayed.

The waning moon swayed, but it never dissipated, and its fragments were quickly replenished, gradually becoming a round full moon.

The blood moon appeared, hanging alone in the sky.

All at once the heavens and the earth fell silent, and there was not a sound at all.

The raging flames on the ground were extinguished in an instant, and the shaking earth stopped trembling, and all abnormal movements stopped.

"The blood moon is in the sky, hahaha! This is something recorded in the ancestral home, it has been thousands of years, and it has finally come to this day!" The old man who fell on the other side raised his head and looked at the blood moon in the sky, and shouted excitedly.

The blood moon is in the sky, and the stars are dim.

In the silent air, a faint sword shadow floated.

The length of the sword shadow's fingers was very illusory, and it was slowly shaking, and it was about to dissipate.

The faint shadow of the sword, you can vaguely see the appearance of the wooden sword.

"Sword Shadow!" exclaimed, the old man's eyes were warm, and he directly turned into a streamer and went away towards the floating wooden sword phantom.

The old man who was moving forward, when his speed was fast, but in the blink of an eye, he came to the illusory sword shadow, and then stretched out his hand to grab the floating sword shadow.

"Not good!" Seeing that the old man was about to succeed, Lin Yu secretly screamed that it was not good, quickly stretched out his fingers, and launched two spirit release fingers to attack the old man.

Two finger shadows, one in front of the other and one behind, were like two bolts of lightning, flying past, and the void shattered, exuding waves of destruction.

The shadow whistled away, and instantly came to the old man.

The finger shadow flickered, one attacked the palm of the old man's grasp of the sword shadow, preventing the old man from seizing the sword shadow, and the other shot at the old man's throat, forcing the old man to retreat to save his life.

Sending out a spiritual skill to stop the old man, Lin Yu's body flashed violently, and he also rushed towards the sword shadow.

When the finger shadow came, the old man's face changed drastically, but looking at the sword shadow that was close at hand, he gritted his teeth, his body was raised, and he only dodged the finger shadow that shot at the throat, and did not see the finger shadow that shot at the palm of his hand.

Poof!

The two spirit fingers one after the other, instantly pierced the old man's body, leaving two blood holes and bringing up clusters of blood mist.

"Ahh

The palm of his hand was pierced, and his lower abdomen was also hit by a finger, and the old man screamed miserably, but his face surged with ecstasy.

"Hahaha! Identity Sword Shadow, I got it, haha, cough!" the old man shouted with joy, but he caused the injury on his body to attack, and he spat out a mouthful of blood.

The old man's blood-stained right hand was clenched tightly, and the sword shadow was pinched into his hand.

He didn't even want his life for the sake of the sword shadow.

"Look for death! no one can snatch something from me without paying the price!" Lin Yu shouted angrily and rushed towards the old man.