Chapter 39: The Massacre

For some reason, Shen Shi's heart suddenly jumped.

Since entering this Wentian Secret Realm, looking back on these days, Shen Shi found that he had seen blood many times, and he had also smelled the smell of blood many times. The smell of blood flowing from the human body or other living beings, the formless and colorless breath that permeated the air, suddenly seemed to have a faint red dark curtain covering his eyes, making this world and the world turn a blood-red.

He was startled, took a step back, and then saw that the world was the same as before, and it turned out that it was just an illusion just now.

The wind blew across his face, Xiao Hei seemed to be a little uneasy at his feet and snorted twice, Shen Shi glanced down at it, and then said in a low voice: "Xiao Hei, let's go over and have a look." ”

After a few days away from the Bloodfang Tribe, from a long distance, the strange Demon Tribe's tribe was still stacked with various stone houses, alone in the center of this huge wilderness, no different from when he left.

The sun had slowly risen, and the temperature had begun to slowly rise and become hot, Shen Shi slowly walked towards the tribe, but he walked very carefully along the way. From time to time, he carefully observed his surroundings with a little vigilance, and his face was solemn and cold, as if he was facing a great enemy. But apart from the sunshine and the dead grass and the gravel on the Gobi Desert, he didn't see anything unusual on the flat wasteland.

It's just that the bloody qi in the air is getting thicker and thicker as he gets closer and closer to the Bloodfang Clan.

Shen Shi's face gradually became gloomy, and there was already a little ominous sign of uneasiness in his heart, and after making sure that there was indeed no danger around, he quickened his pace a little and quickly walked to the entrance of the Blood Fang Clan.

A few days ago, the Iron Monkey and the Mountain Wolf of the Bloodfang Tribe were here, taking him into the Bloodfang Tribe.

Walking here, the bloody qi in the air was already as strong as substance, Shen Shi took a step forward, his pupils shrank slightly, and not far from his feet, a severed hand was thrown on the side of the road.

Shen Shi silently squatted down and took a look, the severed hand was cut off with his arm, and there were many thick scales on the wrist on the back of the hand, which was obviously the obvious characteristic of the people of the demon clan. The blood stains on the wound of the severed hand had dried up, and the white bones of the forest were entangled with the hideous flesh wounds, which looked particularly terrifying.

And with this as a beginning, when Shen Shi stood up silently and continued to walk carefully and vigilantly towards the depths of the tribe, an incomparably bloody and cruel picture scroll opened in front of his eyes.

Stumps and broken arms, traces of blood, as long as the eye can see, these things are everywhere, on the roads, in the houses, in every corner of the doors, windows, stone walls, everywhere are the corpses of the demon people in the Bloodfang Clan. The people of the Bloodtooth Tribe, who were still alive a few days ago, have now turned into corpses, and there is no longer any sound, there is only a bloody breath that is so strong that it can hardly be dissolved, like a hellish scene, slowly staged in front of Shen Shi.

Everyone seemed to have died so miserably, and there was no sound in the entire Bloodfang tribe, except for the occasional rustling of the wind in the wasteland.

Shen Shi silently looked at the terrible scene in front of him, he hadn't spoken for a long time, and Xiao Hei, who had been following him, looked a little strangely quiet.

Suddenly, when Shen Shi's gaze swept around, his eyes suddenly froze, but he raised his head and fixed his eyes somewhere to take a closer look, and then walked over quickly. It was a large stone house, and on the threshold of the room lay the corpse of a tall bloodtooth demon clan, but it had no head, it was about a foot away, and a head was rolling down there. It seems that this demon clan just heard something and was about to rush out of the house, but someone cut off his head with a knife and died.

Shen Shi's face looked cold and cold, he first glanced at the headless corpse, and then walked quickly to the side of the head in front of him, squatted down and turned the head over.

It was a hideous, angry but desperate face, his round eyes were not closed until death, and Shen Shi was still a little familiar with this face.

He's an iron monkey.

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Shen Shi stared at the face in silence for a moment, then gently put it back on the ground.

He stood up and walked on.

As far as the eye can see, the tragic scene of slaughter is still appearing, and there are corpses of the demon people of the Bloodtooth tribe everywhere, and many of them have serious injuries, and stumps and severed limbs can be seen everywhere, it seems that the unknown murderer has unimaginable anger, and then all vented on the heads of everyone in this tribe.

According to Shen Shi's contact with the Blood Fang tribe some time ago, he could feel that the strength of the people in this strange demon tribe was actually not very strong, compared with the authentic demon clan in the Hongmeng world, which was known as the Chosen Son, the strength of the Blood Fang tribe was very weak, and most of the time, the only thing they could rely on was a barely passable brute force.

As for the most powerful demon bloodline talent, as well as all kinds of strange and powerful secret methods, they have never seen it at all. Could it be because of the mixed bloodlines that these demon clans have lost the bloodline ability they should have?

Shen Shi also had this kind of speculation in his heart, because in the past years in the demon world, many demon clans attached great importance to bloodlines, and the contempt for and killing of mixed-race children who were not well concealed were commonplace, which left a deep impression on Shen Shi.

It's just that who is the murderer who caused all this?

Shen Shi subconsciously thought of the two Yuan Shimen disciples that Sun Heng told him, were they Song Pi and Gu Ziteng? Shen Shi silently recalled the few times he had met Song Pi in the past, frowning slightly, although he had a bad impression of that Song family's disciple, but in his memory, it seemed that Song Pi did not look like a character who could do such crazy and bloody things.

To slaughter the many lives of the entire Bloodtooth Tribe at all costs, such a resolute and terrifying thing is not something that ordinary people can do.

Walking forward in silence for a while, in the suffocating bloody atmosphere, after seeing the large number of tragic corpses and the entire Blood Fang tribe seemed to have no living person, Shen Shi looked at the only two-story stone house in the Blood Fang tribe in front of him, and a stone pillar that he had not seen before in the largest clearing in the tribe in front of it.

In this clearing, the corpses were far more dense than in other places, and the bloodtooth demon clans, large and small, were killed in this clearing, and their corpses were almost all lying under that stone pillar.

Although he had seen too many tragic scenes on the way here, the sudden tragic scene in front of him still made Shen Shi sick to his stomach for a while, and his pupils shrank slightly. He gritted his teeth, hardened his heart a little, and walked slowly, his gaze swept over the corpses around him, and finally landed on the stone pillar.

The stone pillar is black, not thick, and at the top is a carved stone dragon, and the whole body is also black, and it is lifelike to show its teeth and claws there. The carving on this black dragon statue seemed to be much more elaborate than any stone tool elsewhere in the Bloodfang Clan.

Shen Shi looked at it for a moment, and suddenly remembered the day he left a few days ago, when the iron monkey sent him out of the tribe, he had mentioned that Shen Shi would come back in a few days, because in a few days it would be the annual "Black Dragon Sacrifice" of the Blood Fang Tribe.

The so-called Black Dragon Sacrifice looks like a dragon-shaped statue carved on this stone pillar, right?

Shen Shi stood under the stone pillar, of course, it was equivalent to standing in a large number of corpses, a little dazed, and looked up at the black dragon stone statue.

I don't know what kind of black dragon eyes are carved from, at least Shen Shi has never seen it inside and outside the Blood Fang Clan, round and shiny, and flashing with a bit of mysterious aura, at that moment of looking at each other, Shen Shi's body suddenly shook, as if he felt that this black dragon seemed to be alive, and was looking down on the world with an indifferent gaze of a god, looking at himself coldly.

He was startled and instinctively took a step back.

After a while, the black dragon stone statue returned to its original appearance, and it seemed that nothing had changed, and what was there just now was just an inexplicable illusion from Shen Shi.

Shen Shi's mood was a little confused, it seemed that there was indeed some strange secret hidden in this Blood Fang Clan, but he had never discovered it, but now it seemed that it should indeed be related to the strange dragon gods that these Blood Fang Demon Clans had believed in for many years.

He took one last look at the black dragon statue, then walked over and entered the two-story stone house where the Bloodfang Patriarch had lived.

The stone house was also quiet, and unlike the hellish scene outside, there didn't seem to be much chaos inside, and even Shen Shi didn't see the corpses lying around, as if there weren't many fights and massacres here when the tragedy happened.

Shen Shi followed the stone stairs to the side to the second floor, he still remembered that there should be a strange room with only three walls here, the side facing the north was empty, and the favorite of the Blood Fang Patriarch was to sit here and look out at the depths of the wilderness in the north, where the Blood Fang tribe had been passed down for countless years, and it was the place where the legendary ancient demons were suppressed.

It wasn't long before he re-entered the strange three-sided stone house.

Everything seemed to be the same as when he first came before, the furnishings in this room were the same as before, not to mention that there were corpses and traces of the fight were gone, and even a few stone tables and stone benches in the house were well placed, as if they were two worlds from the tragic situation in the tribe outside.

Shen Shi's brows furrowed, his eyes swept over the strange room, but he didn't find anything strange, but when he slowly walked to the edge of the empty stone house facing north, he suddenly lowered his head, but saw that at the edge of the ground, there was a faint trace of blood, remaining between the cracks in the stone.

Shen Shi's pupils shrank slightly, squatted down and observed for a moment, then suddenly jumped up, jumped directly with Xiao Hei, and landed outside the back wall of the north side of this stone house.

There was a layer of dust and gravel on the dry and hard surface of the wasteland land, which was extremely thick, Shen Shi searched the vicinity carefully, and then found a new pool of blood without much effort, and two lines of footprints were hurried and messy, it seemed that he was staggering forward in a panic, and the direction of travel was to the depths of the northern wilderness.

Shen Shi stared at the bloodstains and those footprints, and after a while, he slowly stood up, raised his head, and took a deep look at the mysterious and vast depths of the northern wilderness.

The sky and the earth are gray, and the dark clouds are gathered, as if the wind and rain are coming.