Deep in the Wolf Mountain, pungent bloody smell floated far away. It was more than ten miles away, and Qi Yun could clearly smell it with his keen sense of smell.

In addition to this pungent bloody smell, an unspeakable fluctuation of yin energy was lingering in the air, like a thin mist, which would not dissipate for a long time.

His eyes flashed and he accelerated toward the front.

Soon, Qi Yun and the others rushed to the depths of Langshan.

Liu Yue, Pang Long, Elder Mulu, Pan Tian and Sun Hai all emerged, wearing black clothes and wide robe and mysterious masks, and quickly gathered by.

"Young Master!"

They saluted one after another.

Except for Sun Hai who did not wear a black robe or a mask, everyone else dressed in a mysterious outfit.

Qi Yun's eyes passed through them and landed on a small earthblock behind him.

The rich smell of blood floated from that small earthblock.

When you look through, you can clearly see the soil that has just been turned over on the small earth bun, with a scarlet luster, and there seems to be blood stains flowing.

"It's here?"

Qi Yun's eyes flashed.

"Yes, young master!"

Liu Yue nodded.

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

"Young Master, I am 80% sure."

Sun Hai's face changed.

"80%..."

Qi Yun's heart surged and nodded, "Okay, try digging it out!"

He walked towards the little dumplings.

Lian Tian and others followed.

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

Elder Mulu nodded immediately and said, "I'm here to do it!"

He slapped his hands and used his abilities. Green vegetation quickly grew in the distant mountains and fields, extremely lush and covered the surroundings in the blink of an eye.

These green vegetation are all under control, like pairs of eyes.

No matter what happens around him, he can learn it first.

Qi Yun nodded slightly and looked at the little earthbow.

The entire small soil bundle was dug up more than five meters deep, and dark red blood flashed from the pit below, and pieces of scarlet blood kept seeping out from it.

"dig!"

He spoke.

The people around him immediately displayed their abilities and started digging. Flashes of roar came out, and scarlet soil was constantly being taken out from the ground by them.

However, seeing that they were digging too slowly, Qi Yun's eyes flashed, his sleeves opened, and a creaking sound suddenly made inside. Countless black bats flew out and drilled into the pit.

Digging with these Yin Bats is undoubtedly faster.

As soon as the dense Yin bats took action, the soil layer was decreasing in pieces, and pieces of scarlet soil were constantly being taken out.

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

The Yin Bats were too fast, so they delayed the Yin Bats below, so they all jumped out.

Moreover, there is another advantage when digging Yin Bat, that is, it is to avoid underground mechanisms and formations.

Even if it is accidentally touched, it will not have any effect.

These Yin Bats are numerous, so it doesn't matter if they die.

As the pit became deeper and deeper, the smell of blood and gloomy breath became heavier, which made Lian Tian and others look surprised.

In less than half a stick of incense, the group of Yin bats dug three or four miles deep. With a bang, endless Yin Qi and blood whizzed out from below and squirted out along the corridor.

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

Lian Tian and others all changed their faces.

They retreated in unison.

The terrible yin energy and blood soared into the sky, making the sky change.

If it weren't for the fact that the surroundings were swept across by Qi Yun and a group of monsters last night, it would have attracted the attention of many people at this moment.

Qi Yun suddenly spit out a flying sword, controlled the flying sword, and rushed directly into the corridor below.

As the flying sword rushed down, all the situations in the corridor suddenly entered Qi Yun's mind.

The dark and cool environment is like a tide under the well world. The difference is that it is covered with dark red blood stains, which are sticky and scarlet, and extremely gloomy.

At the bottom is a dry and blood-colored lake.

It's almost the same as what Qi Yun saw when he released the flying sword last time.

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

At this moment, the corridor they were fighting was just above the golden coffin.

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

There are iron rings at all corners of the coffin, connected to thick chains, and are locked on the stone pillars of the cemetery.

Qi Yun was secretly shocked.

Last time he controlled the flying sword, he just glanced at it in a hurry and did not notice the situation of the iron chain.

Could it be that the Blood Spirit Hou was tampered with when he was buried?

At this moment, on the golden coffin, countless bats lingered, making harsh sounds.

Qi Yun controlled the flying sword and slashed directly.

Ding! Ding! Ding! Ding!

Mars burst, flying swords flashed, invincible. The chains buried underground for nearly a thousand years were cut by Qi Yun's flying swords several times, and they immediately began to break.

Eight chains broke out in succession.

Qi Yun's eyes flashed and he immediately ordered the Yin Bats.

"Carry this coffin up to me!"

Squeak squeak squeak...

Countless bats made harsh sounds and whistled towards the golden coffin densely. Soon they wrapped the entire golden coffin and began to fly out.

…

A mysterious ancient temple that is countless miles away.

A small black altar was clothed on the pitch-black table.

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

An old man sitting cross-legged in front of him suddenly opened his eyes and a cold light flashed by.

"Blood Spirit Time!"

His voice was hoarse.

A figure came from outside, fell to the ground, and said, "Great Elder, one of our messengers is missing, near No. 15!"

The old man looked deep, staring at the cracked altar, and said hoarsely: "The date of the fifteenth is here, he is out."

"What?"

The figure's face changed, he raised his head and looked at the cracked black altar on the ground. His eyes changed and said, "What should I do? It's too late for us to rush to get there now."

The old man showed a hint of sneer and said, "Hurry? Why bother rush? He will come to us by himself. Just hide it during this period, don't expose it for the time being."

"Yes, the Great Elder."

The figure bowed and quickly retreated.

The old man narrowed his eyes slightly, stared at the altar where No. 15 was on, snorted coldly, and then looked to the other side.

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

Among so many black altars, four or five altars have collapsed and fell to the ground.

"The fear gate is born from fear and grows from fear. As long as there is fear in the world, we will never die and never die..."

The Great Elder whispered.

…
To be continued...