The bloody earth was intertwined with a demonic aura, and the blood mist rolled in front of him, like a demon with fangs and claws, drowning madly towards the place where Jiang Xiaofan and others were, as if they were about to devour everything.

"Buzz!"

Jiang Xiaofan looked up and waved several demon seals again to resist the blood mist.

He looked at Yan Wuyue, frowned, and said in a deep voice: "Why don't you leave? Do you really want to give up yourself for the illusory dream of the ancestor of your Yuetong clan resurrecting? Is it really willing to do this?"

Not only him, but also Qin Luo and the other two looked at Yan Wuyue.

"you?!"

Hearing this, Yan Wuyue was a little surprised.

He didn't understand how Jiang Xiaofan knew about this.

He looked silently at Jiang Xiaofan and others. Despite his shock, he still didn't ask much in the end. Looking deep, a faint cold light flashed through his deep eyes: "My life is up to me, not for nothingness."

"Since that's the case, why do you have to go deeper?"

As soon as these words were spoken, the surprise of Jiang Xiaofan and the other four disappeared, but they became a little more confused.

Yan Wuyue’s meaning is very obvious. He did not exist for the illusory dream of the Yuetong Clan, he was just himself. However, this also surprised Jiang Xiaofan and others. If that is the case, why is going to the depths?

"They did what they shouldn't do!"

Yan Wuyue Road.

At this moment, his eyes seemed a little cold, and the cold light intertwined.

He turned his head and looked at Jiang Xiaofan and the other two, and said, "Thank you for coming. Now, you leave here. I believe that since you can appear here, you should be able to withdraw safely."

Blood flashed in his eyes, staring at the depths, and strolling forward.

"boom!"

As soon as he moved, the blood mist in front of him suddenly vibrated violently, as if it was a hungry wild wolf.

Behind, Jiang Xiaofan and others frowned.

"Forget it, I've come here, so let's go together."

Jiang Xiaofan said.

He looked at Qin Luo and the other two and said, "How?"

"certainly."

Chen Yi and others said with a smile.

Qin Luo naturally had no objection, and Cang Muheng nodded silently.

They could notice that Yan Wuyue's condition was obviously not very good at this moment. If he was asked to go to the depths alone, he really didn't know what would happen in the end. Since they had already arrived, if they let the other party go to the depths alone and their group retreated, wouldn't it be in vain?

"you?!"

Looking at the four people, Yan Wuyue was a little surprised.

Jiang Xiaofan shook his head and said, "It's nothing, don't care."

Yan Wuyue was silent, with a faint light flashing in her eyes, hesitating and struggling. After a while, he finally nodded and looked at Jiang Xiaofan and the other two and said, "I know you are all very strong, Yan Wuyue remembers this love."

"Don't say this, go."

Jiang Xiaofan said.

He was very confused, not knowing why Yan Wuyue had to go to the depths of this blood root. However, despite his doubts, he did not ask much. After all, it was someone else's privacy, so if the other party didn't tell him, it would be difficult for him to raise it.

The same is true for him, and the same is true for Qin Luo and the other two.

"boom!"

In front of him, blood mist surged, like a ferocious beast and ghost roaring.

Yan Wuyue took a step forward and finally stopped. He turned his head, as if he could see the doubts of Jiang Xiaofan and others. After a while, he silently said: "They chose Yan Wuxin, my sister..."

While saying this, the cold light in his eyes suddenly became stronger.

"What?!"

As soon as these words came out, Jiang Xiaofan and the other four changed their color.

They naturally knew what Yan Wuyue meant by "chosen", which meant that his sister became a sacrifice to pay tribute to the ancestor's soul and would eventually disappear completely between heaven and earth.

"So that's how it is."

The few people finally understood why Yan Wuyue had to go to the depths.

Not long ago, Yan Wuyue returned to the clan and learned the news immediately. He was furious immediately. That night, he quietly exhibited the holy art, a technique that only those who had opened the moon's eyes could use, moved silently to this place, avoiding the perception of all tribe members and taking their sister out of it.

"This is very dangerous. I may be really forced by myself. It is difficult to bring Wuxin out of the depths..." His eyes became a little solemn. Yan Wuyue looked at Jiang Xiaofan and the other four and said, "Please help me."

The man who once stepped into the ancient battlefield of the starry sky and was famous in all directions and was called "King of Yan" actually said the word "please", which surprised Jiang Xiaofan and the other four at the same time.

"certainly."

The four of them looked at each other and nodded at the same time.

They came for Yan Wuyue, and when they learned about this, they naturally could not refuse. How could they refuse to help such an elder brother who took risks for his sister?

"Thanks!"

Looking at the four people, Yan Wuyue said seriously.

"You are welcome."

Jiang Xiaofan shook his head.

He looked at the blood mist in front of him and said, "First solve the matter in front of him and get to the depths as soon as possible."

Yan Wuyue nodded silently.

This place is more anxious than everyone else.

"boom!"

In front, the thick blood mist was surging, like a wave, extremely amazing.

"What the hell is this?"

Jiang Xiaofan frowned.

Soon, he looked at Yan Wuyue because he found that these blood mists seemed to want to get close to Yan Wuyue.

When Yan Wuyue received Jiang Xiaofan's eyes, he said without any concealment and said, "These blood mists are the gathering of ideas of all the tribesmen who once died on this land. They are fused because of the power of the special magic array, and have a special sensitivity to the blood of the Yuetong clan..."

"Once they are surrounded by them, the power of the Yuetong tribe will be greatly suppressed. The original power, soul power, essence and blood power of their bodies will be absorbed continuously and become the fertilizer that the ancestors have resurrected."

Upon hearing this, Jiang Xiaofan and the other four were slightly shocked.

The next moment, Jiang Xiaofan seemed to know something, and immediately showed a strange look and looked at Yan Wuyue in surprise.

As if she knew what Jiang Xiaofan was thinking, Yan Wuyue nodded and said, "Although Wuxin's cultivation is not weak, she is still a little worse after all. She was sent to the altar deep by them with the divine array. Once she was entangled with blood mist, she would definitely not last long. For her, those blood mists were the real god of death..."

"So, you deliberately exuded your powerful original power and tried your best to lure the blood mist on this land here, while taking all the risks for your sister, while rushing towards the depths?"

Jiang Xiaofan looked at him.

Yan Wuyue nodded silently and said, "I have no other way."

"learn."

Jiang Xiaofan nodded.

If it were him, he would have chosen the same method as Yan Wuyue.

Knowing why the blood mist came and what they were, the group stopped attacking it. In Yan Wuyue's words, these blood mists were intertwined with endless thoughts, and no one in the holy world could destroy them.

"I continue to attract them with my soul power, please help me resist."

Yan Wuyue Road.

"rest assured."

Jiang Xiaofan and the other two nodded at the same time.
Chapter completed!