In the depths of Wolf Mountain, patches of pungent bloody breath wafted far away, and Qi Yun could rely on his keen sense of smell to smell it clearly.

In addition to this pungent bloody aura, there was also an indescribable yin qi fluctuation in mid-air, like a mist, which did not disperse for a long time.

His eyes flashed, and he sped forward.

Not long after, Qi Yun and the others rushed to the depths of Wolf Mountain.

Liu Yue, Pang Long, Elder Mulu, Pan Tian, and Sun Hai, who were hidden around, all emerged, wearing black robes and mysterious masks, and quickly gathered past.

"Childe!"

They saluted.

Except for Sun Hai, who did not wear a black robe and a mask, the others were all dressed in a mysterious dress.

Qi Yun's gaze passed through them and landed on a small dirt bag behind him.

The smell of blood wafted from that small dirt bag.

Looking through, you can clearly see the freshly turned soil on the small dirt bag, shimmering with a scarlet luster, and there seem to be blood stains flowing.

"This is it?"

Qi Yun's eyes flashed.

"Yes, Childe!"

Liu Yue nodded.

Qi Yun looked at Sun Hai and asked, "Sun Hai, can you be sure?"

"Childe, the old decay is eighty percent sure. ”

Sun Hai's face changed.

"Eighty percent..."

Qi Yun's heart surged, and he nodded: "Okay, dig it up and try it!"

He walked over to the little dirt bag.

Even Tian and the others all followed.

Qi Yun frowned slightly, and said, "Leave some eyeliner around!"

Elder Mulu nodded suddenly and said, "Old decay will do it!"

He clapped his hands and exerted his ability, and in the mountains and fields in the distance, green vegetation suddenly grew rapidly, extremely lush, and spread all around in the blink of an eye.

The greenery is all controlled, like a pair of eyes.

No matter what happened around him, he could be the first to know.

Qi Yun nodded lightly and looked at the small dirt bag.

I saw that the entire small soil bag had been dug out more than five meters deep, and the pit below was flickering with dark red blood, and patches of scarlet blood continued to seep out of it.

"Dig!"

He spoke.

Several people around him suddenly exerted their abilities, and when they dug up, bursts of roars came out, and scarlet soil was constantly pulled out of the ground by them.

However, seeing that they were digging too slowly, Qi Yun's eyes flashed, his sleeve robe opened, and suddenly there was a creaking sound inside, and countless black bats flew out and drilled into the hole densely.

It is undoubtedly more efficient to dig with these yin bats.

As soon as the dense yin bats moved, the soil layer was reduced in patches, and patches of scarlet soil were constantly pulled out.

Lian Tian and the others all jumped out of the pit, their faces changed, and they looked at all this in surprise.

The speed of the Yin Bats was too fast, and they delayed the Yin Bats below, so they all jumped out.

And there is another advantage to digging the Yin Bat, that is, to avoid underground traps and formations.

Even if you accidentally touch it, it doesn't have any effect.

There are so many of these yin bats that it doesn't matter if they die.

As the pit became deeper and deeper, the smell of blood and the gloomy aura became heavier and heavier, making Lian Tian and the others all look suspicious.

In less than half a pillar of incense, this group of yin bats dug directly three or four miles deep, and with a bang, endless yin qi and blood roared out directly from below, spraying out along the road.

The black gas and blood light intertwined, causing the sky to change color abruptly.

Lian Tian and the others all changed their faces.

They stepped back in unison.

The terrifying yin qi and blood rushed into the sky, making the sky change.

If it weren't for the fact that the surroundings were swept by Qi Yun with a group of demon beasts last night, they would definitely attract the attention of many people at this moment.

Qi Yun suddenly spewed out the flying sword, controlled the flying sword, and rushed directly towards the corridor below.

As the flying sword rushed down, all of a sudden, the situation in the corridor entered Qi Yun's mind.

The dark and shady environment is like the world at the bottom of a well, but the difference is that it is covered with dark red blood stains, sticky and scarlet, and extremely gloomy.

At the very bottom there is a dry, blood-colored lake.

It's almost the same as the last time Qi Yun released the sword.

The difference is that the blood-colored lake has dried up at this moment, completely exposing the huge golden coffin in the middle.

At this moment, the road they fought was just above this golden coffin.

Qi Yun's flying sword hovered below, and suddenly his eyes flashed, and he saw a strange scene appearing, this huge golden coffin was locked.

The four corners of the coffin have iron rings, attached to thick chains, which are locked to the stone pillars of the cemetery.

Qi Yun was secretly shocked in his heart.

The last time he controlled the flying sword, he only glanced at it in a hurry, and he didn't notice the chain.

Could it be that this blood spirit was tampered with when he was buried?

At this moment, on top of this golden coffin, countless bats wandered, making a creaking and squeaking sound.

Qi Yun controlled the flying sword and slashed it directly.

Bell!

The sparks splashed, the flying sword flashed, indestructible, and the chains that had been buried in the ground for nearly a thousand years were slashed a few times by Qi Yun's flying sword, and they immediately began to crumble.

Eight chains in succession, soon all of them shattered.

Qi Yun's eyes flashed, and he immediately gave an order to those yin bats.

"Bring this coffin up to me!"

Squeak squeak...

Countless bats made a piercing sound and roared towards the golden coffin, and soon wrapped the entire golden coffin and began to fly outside.

...

A mysterious ancient temple countless miles away from here.

On the pitch-black wooden table, there is a small black altar.

At this moment, the black altar suddenly shook, and black cracks appeared, and then with a click, the black altar suddenly shattered.

An old man sitting in front of him with his eyes closed suddenly opened his eyes, and the cold light swept through.

"Blood Spirit!"

His voice was hoarse.

A figure rushed from outside, fell to the ground, and said, "Great Elder, one of our envoys is missing, near the fifteenth!"

The old man's eyes were deep, staring at the cracked altar tightly, and he said hoarsely: "The date of the fifteenth has arrived, and he has come out." ”

"What?"

The figure's face changed, and he raised his head to look at the cracked black altar on the ground, his eyes changed, and he said, "Then what should we do? ”

The old man showed a sneer and said, "Why rush, he will come to us himself, just hide it during this time, don't expose it for the time being." ”

"Yes, Grand Elder. ”

The figure bowed, and quickly retreated.

The old man's eyes narrowed slightly, staring at the altar where No. 15 was, and let out a cold snort, and then looked to the other side.

I saw that in front of him, there were pitch-black tables and woods, and on each black table, there was a black altar.

Of the many black altars, four or five had already cracked and fallen to the ground.

"Fear Door Fear Door, born of fear, grown up in fear, as long as there is fear in the world, we will never die, never die..."

The Great Elder whispered.

...

Deep in Wolf Mountain.

The squeaky sound continued to come out, and a group of black yin bats wrapped the golden coffin quickly came outside, but as soon as they rushed out, the golden coffin suddenly trembled, making a low muffled sound, and bursts of terrifying corpse gas swept out of the golden coffin.

Puff puff!

These black bats were shattered a lot in a single look, turning into patches of black mist.

The remaining bats squeaked in horror, could no longer lift the golden coffin, and scattered in all directions, and the heavy huge golden coffin suddenly fell from mid-air and smashed to the ground.

Boom!

The ground trembled wildly, and terrifying corpse qi diffused out from the golden coffin, mighty, like a terrifying turbid wave, sweeping towards the surroundings.

The ground quickly turned a dark red color at a speed visible to the naked eye, and an ominous and terrifying aura swept in all directions.

Qi Yun and the others all stood on end, and they felt their breath suffocated, as if they were suddenly carrying a heavy mountain on their bodies, and as if some invisible big hand suddenly pinched their necks.

"Retreat!"

Without hesitation, a group of people rushed in all directions in an instant.

Everyone had chills down their spine, their breath suffocating, and they felt unspeakable horror.

Qi Yun felt his heart beating wildly, as if he was pinched by some big hand, indescribably terrifying, and his palm hurriedly took out the demon god puppet, desperately pouring energy into it.