The spreading blood spread over his feet. Han Jiangchen suddenly turned around and saw pairs of eyes starting to emerge from the pool of dripping blood. Blood flowed around them, and strange shadows pulled out from them, but in the blink of an eye, there were dozens of them.

For a moment, the narrow staircase seemed to have become bigger, and blood shadows filled each step, and dozens of eyes stared at the crowd in the center. The shadows were human and beastly, all of which had no face like the "snake" just now, and only two pairs of eyes were shining on the blood-colored body.

Despite their different shapes, the eyes are similar... It is a happy, exciting light.

The crowd screamed, and without saying a word, crowded in the corner, like a group of terrified lambs facing the approaching wolf pack. The next moment, the sharp sword light flashed in front of you, cutting off the blood shadows that were approaching without mercy, splashing blood on the wall, spreading like ink dripping into the water.

Han Jiangchen took deep breaths to transport his power, and the spirit sword that was hit flew up and lingered around him. At the same time, he flipped his hand, held several defensive talismans in his hand, chanted the spell to induce it, and then spread them completely to the crowd behind him.

Protecting these people was his mission, but he didn't know how much he could do, so he simply used all the defensive talismans, leaving only the most critical one - the spirit-binding talisman handed over to them by Wei Ze.

The flashing symbols on the talisman colluded with each other, bringing out a translucent barrier to surround the crowd, and the rolling blood around it was completely blocked by the barrier. Outside the barrier, only Han Jiangchen stood alone, with the long sword slowly crossing in front of his chest, and then suddenly slashed out, like a gust of wind swept into the blood field in front of him!

The people in the barrier held their breath unintentionally. They saw blood-colored shadows pounce on him, and then splashed into blood rain in the sky in the sword light. The figure walked forward in the rainstorm, stepping through the pool of blood, and everywhere they went, they were killed like a forest!

No one would think that it was what a cultivator in the Qi Refining Stage did. At this time, the figure was like a god of killing in a bloody storm.

He rushed into the enemy formation with himself as bait, like a huge rock smashing into the lake, but what was splashing was not water but scattered blood! The figure carrying the yin and yang marks soared, carrying the scattered sharpness, one blood shadow after another fell and melted in front of him, and the pool of blood under his feet was aroused like life.

In the blink of an eye, he had killed more than a dozen blood shadows, but the spreading pool of blood had no intention of stopping at all, but instead became more and more intense. The blood climbed up the walls and the handrails of the stairs, as if the vision was covered with a red filter, and the whole scene was twisted in it.

Han Jiangchen's face gradually calmed down. He adjusted his breathing and transported his strength, withdrew back the sword in one step, no longer took the initiative to attack, but just blocked the barrier that enveloped the crowd like a barrier, and dealt with him when he saw a move.

Killing the Blood Shadow failed to prevent the spread of the abnormality. This proves that the existence of manipulating this space is not among these shadows. His spiritual power is not much and he cannot tolerate much squandering. Before this, we must find a way to break this space...

space?

Han Jiangchen suddenly stopped, swung away a blood shadow that was coming forward with one blow, and took advantage of the gap in the next pounce and looked up.

After a while, the ceiling seemed to suddenly become infinitely high, and the blood dripping from the gap dyed every square brick red. The brick was stretched and pulled open to the surroundings as if something was stretched. The straight lines in the gap were pulled into curves, and the flat tiles seemed to be undulating waves, just like... the whole space was being kneaded!

"It" is changing the rules of this space!

A terrible guess was like lightning, and Han Jiangchen's heart suddenly tightened. At the same moment, the air in the room seemed to suddenly become sticky, and some kind of power suddenly wrapped around him, causing his movements to stop uncontrollably.

.........

At the same time, the Ancheng Abnormal Incident Department Executive Department.

Jiang Ling rushed into the office quickly. When the people at the table saw her, they immediately stood up, their faces as iron as iron.

"I heard that the monitor issued an alarm?" Jiang Ling went straight to the point, "What's going on?"

The person at the table looked at each other, and then a few warm reports were handed to her. The top was the spiritual power monitoring model, but the bottom was some geological reports that she couldn't quite understand.

"There was a spiritual reaction in the Huanghe River north of Ancheng." Liu Qingyan, the leader, said, "More importantly, according to the reaction on the front line, within an hour before, the lower reaches of the Yellow River... thawed."

Jiang Ling's pupils shrank slightly, and subconsciously turned her head to look at the calendar: Today is New Year's Eve. Although it is late for the New Year this year, it is still far from spring, and the temperature is below zero. According to normal circumstances, the Yellow River should be an excellent ice skating rink at this time.

"The demons are at work?" Her first reaction was this.

"No... based on the analysis of the surrounding area by the geological detector, we think..." The speaker's eyes became increasingly mysterious, "that effect is more similar to... an eruption of an undersea volcano."

"There will be an undersea volcano under the Yellow River?" Jiang Ling was stunned.

"We can't believe that if we follow the normal volcanic eruption state, dozens or even hundreds of kilometers around will not be spared. The vibration caused by the eruption alone is enough to completely break the Yellow River... But the current analysis is indeed the case."

The man said, opening the projection screen in front of him, and the real picture of the Yellow River was displayed on the screen.

It was already night, but the picture taken by the special equipment was still very clear: I saw a large amount of water vapor rolling in the giant river, and under the steam, I could see the surging waves surging.

In addition, piles of gray and white unknown objects floated on the water surface. When the focal length was closer, you could find that there were stones floating on the water surface.

"Volcanic pumice, commonly known as 'Jiangmoshi', is a loose and porous mineral formed by magma after volcanic eruption. People on the front line have confirmed that this is the remains that often appear after the eruption of undersea volcanoes. It is the product of the eruption after the eruption is quickly cooled by water... but we did not find where the eruption point is."

Liu Qingyan thought for a moment and then continued to speak.

"Similar situations have occurred in Lin Province before: shark-like remains were found in Dongting Lake in Hunan Province, and the salt content of the lake increased sharply; desert-like sandstorms appeared on Huangshan Mountain in Anhui Province... These similar phenomena will bring about a surge in spiritual power within a certain period of time, resulting in large-scale spiritualization reactions in the surrounding areas. This is probably the reason for the abnormal enrichment of spiritual power this time."

"This..." Jiang Ling opened her eyes slightly, but soon calmed herself down and thought, "I heard from the teacher that when she was in Weihe, it was because the demon king in the spiritual weapon was released together, which caused the reaction around her... Will it be the same this time?"

"This is exactly what we are considering now." Liu Qingyan nodded, "However, no reaction similar to the demon king was found near the Yellow River... We believe that the source of the abnormality is most likely in the nearby province, but there has not been a definite report yet, so we still need to wait."

"How is that..." Jiang Ling pondered and took the report, thinking about something.

.........

In the blood-colored space, there was a dead silence.

All the movements were cut off in an instant, and everyone in the room felt the pressure of a mountain at the same time. There was nothing in front of them, but in an instant, some strange sound seemed to echo in his ears: it was like an old-fashioned wooden wheel rolling over the ground, it was a squeaking...the sound of driving.

Han Jiangchen breathed with all his strength and tried his best to maintain the operation of his spiritual power, but it became increasingly difficult to breathe, as if he was pinched in an invisible giant palm.

Despite his previous expectations, the pressure was still beyond his imagination, which made him feel chills at his fingertips, as if the blood in his body was frozen in an instant, and the bone-chilling coldness penetrated into his brain.

This is absolutely poor in strength. Needless to say, it is a fight. Just being locked by that breath makes people unable to move at all.

And "it" has not even appeared.

At this moment, he heard the sound of something broken... It was a barrier! The barrier formed by the talisman was collapsing! Some dominant existence gave orders to this space, and the content of the command was...death!

The pool of blood under his feet spread out like a boiling sound, all the blood shadows were submerged and lost their contours, and then the tiles on the floor, the stairs in front of him, and the walls covered with blood marks... Until the end, the entire scene was submerged by the pool of blood, and everything in the scene disappeared in an instant, leaving only a blank blood color in the eyes, as if it was sealed in some kind of giant dome.

In other words, this is what this place should have - this is a space composed entirely of spiritual power. All illusions in this are generated by spiritual power, and all rules follow the guidance of a certain existence.

Or should I say that is... a demon!

"save…"

The suppressed screams came into his ears, but the next moment it seemed like something was cut off. Han Jiangchen tried his best to look back and saw that the faces of the people behind him were twisted by horror. They waved their arms but couldn't take another step under their feet.

At this moment, the pool of blood on the ground had already spread to their feet, like an invisible hand holding them firmly in place. The spread was still continuing, like a certain bacteria eroding upward little by little, but the eroded person seemed to be unable to make any sound. All he could do was look at the boy in front of him with a prayerful look, as if he was praying for the last hope.

"Save...I..."

Han Jiangchen was shocked and came to his senses. The strange sound of driving in his ears subsided. Instead, it was the voice of some people in his memory.

"The Kunlun students are for all living beings."

"Let mortals die before their eyes are shameful to kill demons."

"Little God, please... save us."

The spreading blood shadows suddenly stopped, as if they had touched an invisible barrier. The sharp aura spread from the spiritual sword, and the aura was full of... murderous intent!

This is the school’s task and a command that must be followed. If someone needs it for the first time in his life, he will have to fight to the last moment no matter what.

Fight until...death!

The wind of spiritual power was stirred up again. He gave up all defenses, and all the spiritual power collected in his body was untied, and he forced free from the shackles of the pressure! The spiritual sword in his hand slowly raised, and then the sword was heavily inserted into the ground. The fluctuating spiritual power swept across the audience like the wind, and it forced the piles of blood shadows to retreat a few steps, and the blood that eroded the human body seemed to be stagnant.

Han Jiangchen gasped quickly, his spiritual power was almost exhausted. He quickly scanned the twisted space in front of him, and the fluctuating spiritual power turned into a romantic flow in his eyes, and the wind was rushing wildly at an astonishing speed.

He was looking for the "eye" of this place.

Now that the phantom has faded, the spiritual power contained in it has also stripped off the surface of the disguise, he can see the traces of flowing in it clearly - since it is a space composed of spiritual power, there must be a vital loophole, and as long as the loophole is found, the space can be broken.

Although he may not have the chance to go out after this, as long as he can get out of this group of people, his mission will be completed.

He narrowed his eyes, feeling that the spiritual power flow in front of him was like a group of demons dancing. Occasionally, there were tiny gaps that were instantly submerged, and he failed to even make several strikes. The feeling of weakness began to sweep, and his hand holding the sword trembled a little. Just as he forced himself to cheer up, the scene in front of him suddenly changed again.

The blood began to spread in the field of view, flooding the ceiling and the ground, and the standing figures until they covered the entire field of view. In the unusual blood, unusual light was faintly emitted.

He suddenly understood the current situation: he was put on a trick, and he was finally pulled into the dream created by "it"! Now this space... has become a dream built specifically for him alone!

That thing is targeting him!

Han Jiangchen knew something was wrong, so he hurriedly restrained his mind and kept his mind tightly on the spiritual platform, concentrating all his spiritual power on the blade. He must remain absolutely awake, and no matter what hallucinations he had, he must...!

Suddenly, a warm light lit up in the field of vision. In a deep place in memory, a dim desk lamp lit up in a small house. Under the light were old wooden tables and steaming food. The figures stood beside the lit gas stove, and the pot on the stove was gurgling.

His pupils suddenly shrank slightly... In this dream scene, he saw the faceless figure turning his head and showing him a vague and warm smile.

"You're back." said the figure.

The spiritual sword, which was as powerful as thunder, stagnated.

In just a moment, he realized that he had made an unforgivable mistake and hurriedly withdrew all his spiritual power to protect his spiritual consciousness. The illusion in front of him was shattered. But at the same moment, a dark darkness like an abyss rushed out from his eyes, and a giant figure shook through it. The thing had giant wings that raised the sky, and the nine heads on his neck opened their eyes at the same time.

"It" caught him.

The scene was still silent, but he saw the storm-like fluctuations in an instant, which made him subconsciously cross the sword and pool all his power on the sword. But a certain supreme force surged out of the storm at the same time, and the sharp murderous intent was like an invisible arrow!

The next moment, the sharp arrow penetrated his chest.
Chapter completed!