On this day, outside the gate of the Blood Barbarian Branch, three young men with scars stood all over their bodies.

Fang Yan and Hua Weijian supported each other, and behind Fang Yan was carrying the Northern Desert Dust who had fallen into a coma. The beast ghost bat wolf was put into his storage bag by him and brought it back with him.

"These two children......" The barbarian in the distance looked at the injuries on their bodies, and his expression was slightly moved.

The patriarch of the Blood Barbarian Branch had already stood there expressionlessly, staring at Fang Yan for a long time, but surprisingly did not ask them what happened after that, and turned around and left with the barbarian with deep meaning in his eyes.

As soon as Fang Yan and Hua Wei returned to the greenhouse, they fainted in Manyun's arms and slept for three days and three nights before waking up. During this period, the Blood Barbarian Branch and the Green Fang Branch chose to remain silent, seemingly not caring about the whereabouts of the desolate beast this time, and both sides were concentrating on preparing for the upcoming barbarian sacrifice.

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It's another month, and the mountains and rivers flow by in a flash.

Within a month, people continued to wake up from the illusion, and the disciples who woke up were basically stunned, and even more difficult to accept and caused their minds to collapse. However, under the strange rules of the Blood Barbarian Fantasy Realm, it did not arouse the suspicion of the barbarians in the Illusory Realm.

"Little junior brother, how is your recovery? Late at night, Sultan Yun, who had awakened his memory, looked at the sleeping young people around him, and then asked in a low voice to Fang Yan, who was practicing with his eyes closed.

Fang Yan opened his eyes and nodded with a smile. "Sister Yun'er...... Oh no, senior sister, my body is almost repaired, and the sixth layer of blood gathering has also stabilized. It felt like it wouldn't be a few days before he could touch the barrier of the first layer of Yanshu Tianjiaogong. This month, while Fang Yan was recovering his body, he also broke through the sixth layer of blood gathering and condensed the sixth blood aperture.

Sultan Yun breathed a sigh of relief, and then said with a smile: "You still call me Sister Yun'er, and I will continue to call you a fool, so as not to be recognized by the disciples of other sects." Seeing Fang Yan nod, her gaze touched the full moon in the sky and muttered:

"Have you been here for three months...... If it weren't for the junior junior brother by your side, I'm afraid I would have lost my mind and gone mad like the female disciple of the Hundred Bird Sect who was awake before. ”

Fang Yan came to Sultan Yun and sat down, also looked at Jiaoyue and whispered, "I have been thinking about it for a long time, so it seems that the only way to get out of this illusion realm is to pass a few days of barbarian sacrifices. ”

"Master......" Sultan Yun's expression was gloomy, Fang Yan had already told her about Qin Wu's forgetfulness. "Senior sister, don't be sad, Shizun is just a doppelganger returning to the deity, I'm afraid that the strength will go to the next level, which is a good thing. When I go back, I will definitely use my master's qi and blood cultivation method to correct his old man's name!" Fang Yan smiled and comforted.

Sultan Yun's face softened slightly, and he touched the green silk that was sleeping on his knee at the moment, and the corners of his mouth raised slightly, "I don't know if this illusion is good or bad, but the young sect of this Flower Bone Sect is much cuter than we usually look at from afar" After that, he pinched the little face that the flower had not seen.

Fang Yan smiled bitterly and looked at Hua Weijian, the latter's consumption was also huge, and he had only recovered most of it recently. However, the memory of this fantasy realm as a savage encounter made the eldest lady's temper in her body restrain a lot, but she had an indescribable kindness to Sultan Yun, and she has always adhered to the latter.

He closed his eyes again and went to attack the second layer of Yanshu Tianjiao Gong. This skill is used to fight to nourish the war, and every time after the fight, it will affect the cultivation of qi and blood all over the body, Fang Yan estimated that when he broke through the condensation of qi to perfection, it was the time to break through the first layer of the realm.

While running the exercises, he summoned a bit of his mind to reach into the storage bag. The desolate beast ghost bat wolf has been in a coma since he was tamed by himself, and Fang Yan himself is also very troubled.

Sultan Yun looked at Fang Yan in a daze, and suddenly smiled, "Little junior brother, you are much more cheerful than before, and you have become more smiling......" She said silently in her heart, thinking of Fang Yan when she first came to the Flower Bone Sect, at that time, he only had indifference in his eyes, and now, this indifference has converged too much. Is it because of her, Sultan Yun looked down at the sleeping flower and did not see it.

In the distance, Man Fei with his hands on his knees, or Liu Feiteng sitting there, looking at Fang Yan with complicated eyes. He had already recovered his memory, but he didn't have the trouble of looking for Fang Yan, and at this moment he subconsciously touched his heart, where a sword should have pierced at that time......

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A few days later, an early morning halo enveloped the Bloodbarian Division. The group was led by the blood barbarian patriarch and the barbarian prince, and slowly condensed. The blood barbarian patriarch was still that lazy look, with a smile on his face, and the barbarian looked at the young man and girl in front of him softly.

Behind them, there were also two tall figures, the brute head Fengxiao was impressive in it, and the other woman wrapped in beast leather, the qi and blood fluctuations on her body were not weaker than Fengxiao, she was also a master of the Bone Changing Realm, plus two stronger patriarchs and barbarians, the strength of the group was obvious.

"Once in ten years, the barbarian sacrifice of our four blood barbarians is about to begin. As usual, Lord Blood Barbarian will reward the child with an elixir to help him wash the marrow and slow down the pulse, and break through the bone change. ”

"You twenty children are the best of our blood-barbarian branch. On behalf of our Blood Barbarian Branch, we will compete for this glory, and we must not fall into the reputation of our Blood Barbarian Branch!" The barbarian man's hoarse voice came.

Fang Yan was in the crowd, his eyes swept around, the flowers were not seen, Sultan Yun, Liu Feiteng, and the North Desert Dust who had woken up...... Familiar or unfamiliar faces came to mind, "Are these people disciples sent by various sects and sects......?"

Restricted by the rules of the illusion, the people who enter the illusion are all the faces of the people of this tribe, and it is impossible to distinguish whether they are friends or foes. Secondly, apart from Fang Yan, no one seemed to notice the difference between the cultivation method here and the outside world.

I saw Fengxiao step forward, and a loud whistle came out of his mouth, and suddenly several leopards with red eyes flashed out, and everyone sat on the leopards, and went away with a few roars.

"Fang Yan. Bei Mochen sat on the leopard and came to Fang Yan's side, and whispered, "I owe you a personal favor, thank you." ”

Fang Yan nodded, "It's the same door, so there's no need to say thank you." ”

Bei Mochen grinned, "In this way, I want to fight with you even more, I don't know if there is a chance at the barbarian sacrifice." Fang Yan also laughed.

The group went out of the tribe, out of the Qingshan, all the way south. Hua Weijian looked around curiously, looking very excited, "It's still fun outside, it's much more interesting than the Flower Bone Sect and the Blood Barbarian Branch." ”

Hearing this, Sultan Yun also chuckled, and Fang Yan's heart moved, "Senior sister, you have been with Master Venerable for a long time, have you ever heard of any close relatives in his old man's family?" he asked in a low voice.

Sultan Yun was stunned for a moment and shook his head, "I was raised by Shizun since I can remember, he has always been alone, and he will not go out if he stays in the Flower Bone Sect." ”

Fang Yan nodded silently, and his heart was even more curious about the master in Qin Wuwu's mouth. The group rode on the leopard, walked for about seven or eight hours, and saw a huge basin in the distance.

It is said to be a basin, but it is surrounded by high walls, and in the center there is a huge statue and a pool of blood. Scattered around are large and small buildings, and the pavilions are greenhouses, like a giant tribe. A huge flag, fluttering in the wind, with two large characters on it,

"Bloody!"