In the basin, the disciples of each sect stood around in different camps, and each sect was vigilant against each other to prevent attacks from other sects.

Lie Wuji, Mu Qiubai and the sturdy young man surnamed Xu stepped forward, and the three of them were a little hostile, but they didn't make any more moves at this time, and returned to their respective sects.

There were only three people from Luo Jianzong, but the cultivation on each of them was not as weak as Lie Wuji, and the strong young man was equally strong in the aura on his body, and walked to the side of four or five young people wearing long robes, and these people all had a jade plaque hanging around their waists, and there was a holy word written on the card.

Mo Ming didn't recognize those people, but when he saw that holy word, he knew that these people were the disciples of the sect Dayan Holy Land, which ranked third in the entire cultivation realm.

Everyone didn't speak, and after the Lie Wuji people and the others came, they all set their eyes on the blood pool in the middle of the basin.

Because as the stout young man said just now, it seems that the six reincarnation gates are about to open, and they will open the passage to the outside world and allow people to leave this place.

Since the exits of the Rakshasa Sect's small world and the Dao Heaven Sect's ruins were all closed, everyone's goal was only to leave this place, because the longer they stayed in this place, the greater the danger.

The ghost fog that suddenly appeared every few days made many people frightened, especially people like Mo Ming, who had experienced it personally, and could feel that the dangerous existence in those ghost fogs was by no means something that these people could contend with.

There is a red liquid surging in the pool, like blood in the human body, countless bubbles tumbling, and like boiling hot water, the misty gas is dissipated, and it smells an extremely fishy smell, like a rotten body, which makes people sick.

There were runes connecting the ground to the ground on the six stone doors on the stone wall behind the pool, and those scarlet liquids flowed through the runes, emitting bursts of hazy light.

The place was weird, and the pool alone had a very dangerous feeling, as if something bad would happen to the scarlet liquid as soon as it was touched.

"Everyone, throw all the corpses in your hands into the pool of blood, whether we can leave depends on whether these corpses are enough!"

A black-robed man walked out and whispered to everyone in the field, then threw a corpse out of his hand with a wave of his hand.

The corpse was a disciple of the Tianhai Sect, and his death was tragic, most of his head was cut off, and only part of the flesh and blood were connected to the body, which looked extremely bloody.

At the same time that this corpse was thrown out, all the Daozi of the Tianhai Sect on the other side did not look good, and they really did not look good.

Just watching his fellow disciple being killed and thrown into the pool of blood without even leaving his body, everyone had grief and anger on their faces, looking at the black-robed man with irrepressible killing intent.

As soon as the corpse fell into the pool of blood, blood-colored waves splashed and disappeared directly, completely engulfed by the scarlet liquid.

After the corpse disappeared, the liquid in the pool suddenly boiled even more, circulating in those runes, converging towards the stone gate.

However, it seems that because it was not boiling enough, the liquid only flowed more than three inches before it stopped, and it was still a few feet away from the stone gate.

"What are you waiting for, if we don't throw the corpses in and open these stone gates in this pool, none of us will be able to leave!"

The black-robed monk looked at the disciples of the various sects around him, and shouted in a deep voice, seeing that he was more anxious than anyone else about whether he could leave.

However, after his words came out, no one in the audience paid any attention, and everyone's faces flashed with an inexplicable essence, as if they were thinking about something.

"If you want me to throw the corpse in, it's okay, hand over the Thunder King Decree first, without the Thunder King Order, even if the stone gate is opened, we can't get out, and no one can compete with the power of reincarnation in that door!"

A voice suddenly sounded, erratic, and I don't know from which direction.

But when the voice fell, everyone's eyes looked at the black-robed man, and some of them still had some fiery colors in their eyes, looking at the black-robed man, some of them made a move.

"Who is it? Sneaky!Do you want to fight with my Corpse Spirit Sect?" The black-robed man shouted: "Who said that you must go out with the Thunder King's Order? Then the Thunder King's Decree is just a cover that someone deliberately made, and you actually believe it?"

"Is that so, why did you hide the Thunder King's order so tightly?" the voice sounded again, still erratic, and it was impossible to tell who had spoken.

"Hmph! I have hidden the Thunder King Order, it is a non-essential thing, don't spew blood!"

The black-robed man's eyes showed murderous aura, his eyes swept everyone, and then stopped in a certain direction, as if he had found the help of the voice.

In the distance, when Lie Wuji heard this, he suddenly took a step forward and shouted: "Everyone, don't say it, the Thunder King Order is on me, and it really has nothing to do with this place, don't listen to slander! Throw the corpse into the pool of blood first, and then we won't be able to leave if we want to!"

"Thunder King's order is on you?"

A young man with a Chinese face suddenly walked out of a corner, his eyes looked at Lie Wuji revealing a rich fieryness, and the two erratic words from before officially came out of his mouth.

"Hmph, what are you hesitating about?"

Lie Wuji didn't pay attention to it at all, and shouted to everyone, looking a little anxious, because as time went by, the fishy smell in the blood pool became stronger and stronger, and it seemed that something bad was getting closer and closer to happen.

When everyone heard this, their faces sank, some people showed a cold light, staring at Lie Wuji tightly and expressing extreme distrust, but others looked deep, as if they were thinking about how to choose.

Suddenly, a person raised his hand and threw out a corpse and threw it into the pool of blood, it was a person whose face was no longer visible, and the death was too miserable.

However, as the corpse was thrown, someone in the field roared angrily, came with boundless killing intent, and reached out with a big hand to launch a lore against the person who threw the corpse.

Because the corpse was the same disciple of this person, he couldn't stand the other party's behavior.

"Look for death!"

Suddenly, the man snorted coldly, fearless, and slapped his backhand with a one-hit spell.

"Boom"

The void burst, and the figures of the two retreated a few steps each, evenly matched, and neither of them took advantage of half a point.

However, immediately after, the two rushed out again, wanting to fight, but at this moment, a muffled sound suddenly came from the blood pool, and the earth shook violently.

"The formation is opened, everyone hurry up and throw out the corpses, only enough blood can open the six stone gates! Otherwise, after time, we won't be able to get out!" One person shouted, feeling a special breath, and a corpse was thrown out by him and thrown into the pool of blood.

Suddenly, the liquid in the pool of blood tumbled even more violently, and it quickly converged towards the stone gate along the rune gully on the ground.

And as the man's voice fell, it was obvious that many people felt a different kind of breath, and no longer hesitated, and each threw out the corpse they were holding in their hands.

As the corpses continued to be thrown, naturally a lot of angry roars came out, those corpses were disciples of various sects, and no one could bear to be thrown out in front of those sects like this.

Someone rushes horizontally, raising their hands is a lore, and someone secretly attacks, wanting to solve the person who threw out the corpse of the same disciple.

For a while, the originally quiet basin exploded again, and the uncontrollable battle began, and many people showed fierce faces with monstrous hatred.

Mo Ming, who had been standing from a distance and watching, was shocked in his heart, and finally understood why so many people were fighting each other before.

Because they wanted to leave this place, because the blood pool that could open the exit passage required a lot of blood, some people attacked those who were weaker, hoping to get enough flesh and blood to refine the blood pool.

It can be said that none of the people left behind were weak, and the weak had become cold corpses and were thrown into the pool of blood.

And with the fighting, there are three or three sects uniting to fight together, and there seem to be more than a dozen camps in the entire field, but if you really count them, there are only three or four.

The pool of blood was tumbling, and as the corpses fell in, those bodies became more and more red, as if with a demonic color, and the pungent stench filled the entire basin.

Senior brother Murong Qingzhuo fought with others, and the two corpses in his hands were also thrown into the pool of blood, attracting one or two people to kill, but he was not afraid, at such a moment, everyone wanted to go out, and life was as worthless as mustard.

"It's not enough!"

Someone shouted, with reluctance on his face, because when all the corpses were thrown in, the liquid in the blood pool still did not flow into the six stone gates, and it was still a little worse.

And with the sound of this voice, immediately after that, someone coughed up blood, was besieged by several people from different sects, and was seriously injured, and before he could react, someone behind him came with a gun, a shot pierced the chest, and the whole person was picked up and thrown into the pool of blood.