"And I, Dongfang Weiyu and I were together and disappeared..." A female cultivator who was at the peak of Jindan also raised her hand and said.

"So, this place really has something to do with the Oriental Family."

"Hahaha! The little baby is not only talented, but also firm in character, but also very smart!" The voice in the dark finally rang.

"Thank you for the praise!" Xi Qian's face was faint.

Dongfang Wuyan: "…"

Others: "…"

"I dare to ask who is the senior, why don't you show up to meet?" The casual cultivator in the early stage of Nascent Soul stepped forward calmly. He first gave a gift from his junior before speaking.

"Want to know who I am?" Dongfang Wuyan's voice changed and became ahead.

"yes!"

"Then come!"

As soon as the words came to a close, everyone felt the darkness in front of them. When they opened their eyes, they arrived at a somewhat gloomy place.

Tick! Tick! The strong smell of blood is coming.

Xi Qian frowned.

"It's blood!!!"

"Blood Pool!!"

Looking along her horrified gaze, a huge pool of blood appeared in front of her.

About 200 square meters!

The place where they are located is a huge cave, and the spiritual energy is even more exhausted than other places.

A cold air came to my face, and the backs of others were slightly cool.

The blood pool is round and is gushing with sticky blood.

There are nine strange-shaped magic weapons on the shore around them, which are a bit like snake heads, but not very similar. The mouth is wide open, and a stream of blood emerges from each head and flows into the blood pool.

"Living person!" Someone saw the pale face that had just floated up with sharp eyes.

I found that she was still breathing.

"Xiang'er--" A man next to Xi Qian suddenly screamed in horror, his eyes shattering.

Before he could get closer, the woman named Xiang'er was suddenly flooded with rolling blood, swallowing up the residue.

"Ah———————”

"Vomit~" Several people saw this scene and ran to the side to retching.

Among them is the junior sister of the late Chenkong: Xue Zhiqing.

Xi Qian frowned and looked at the strange situation, "What do you want us to see?"

Her voice did not fluctuate, and she remained calm and calm.

But no one knows what she is thinking.

"What do you think of this blood pool? Is it a perfect masterpiece?" Dongfang Wuyan's kind-eyed and fairy-like appearance appeared.

What he said was creepy.

"All the people here are monks who come in?" Although it was a question, Xi Qian used the tone of statement.

"Of course, where would I go to collect so many spiritual blood from monks?" Dongfang Wuyan had a hint of pride on his face.

"Tell me, what is your purpose?" Xi Qian narrowed her eyes slightly, and disgust flashed through her heart.

"Hahaha, you little doll is so smart, guess?"

"Xi Qian..." Yu Wanyan and the other two looked at her worriedly.

Others looked at her, with different expressions.

"If I guess correctly, you have arranged the entire cave into a formation. Every time we break through the level, we will lose our spiritual power, and the devoured spiritual power is used by you to run this...'Nine Yin Bloodthirsty Formation'..."

"What?! Nine Yin Bloodthirsty Array?!"

"Fellow Taoist, this... may be a joke..."

"Swallowing spiritual power, no wonder, every time I encounter danger or find an exit, I feel that spiritual power is being swallowed..."

Dongfang Wuyan floated in the air, his eyes flashed with appreciation, and then it was a pity.

It’s a pity that she is not from the Dongfang family’s bloodline, but unfortunately... she is going to die.
Chapter completed!