Learning from the past, everyone retreated quickly, away from the lake, for fear of dying here.
After retreating several hundred meters, the eight people turned their heads to watch. The more they looked, the more frightened they became.
The small lake with a radius of only a dozen feet is so red that it makes one's heart palpitate, and its color makes one suffocate. The pool of water seems to be able to swallow the world.
"What kind of lake is this? Why is it so frightening?!" One of them trembled, not because he was timid, but because the atmosphere of this place was really wrong. Facing the lake of blood, people couldn't help trembling.
Standing on a higher ground away from the "Fire Dragon Tomb" and "Dragon Die Blood", other people can also see the abnormality. Looking at the Great Rift Valley and the blood-colored small lake as a whole, they can recognize their shapes at once.
"This is a fucking dragon that vomits blood! How could there be such a situation?" A person screamed, sweating profusely.
It is so similar, it can be described as a work of art by the gods!
This kind of mountain and river landform seems to be carefully excavated, and it does not seem to be a product of natural formation at all.
Several monks were covered in cold sweat. Seeing such a terrain, they were all in a daze, more fearful.
Ye Fan looked at the sky, the sun was setting and the sunset was falling, his expression suddenly changed, and he shouted: "I have to retreat!" It is recorded in "Yuan Tian Shu" that "Fire Dragon Grave" and "Dragon Die Xue" are the most beautiful when day and night alternate. terrible.
Seeing Ye Fan like this, the others all changed their colors and ran after him.
After running for several miles, when the setting sun brushed the horizon and was about to sink, there was a terrifying muffled sound, the big crack was shaking, and the water in the blood lake was rising, rushing out of the ground and rushing into the air.
The eight surviving people had different levels of cultivation, and the weakest one was a mile behind and let out a heart-piercing scream.
The seven people looked back and saw him flying upside down, being pulled by a mysterious force, he fell directly into the blood lake, and disappeared without even breaking a wave.
The others were scared to death, but they didn't dare to fly, they ran at full speed, chasing Ye Fan and the old knife handle who were about to disappear on the horizon.
Ye Fan didn't stop until he was more than ten miles away, and the people behind arrived one after another, all of them sweating white hair, not because they were tired, but because they were completely scared.
"If I could choose again, I would never come to this ghostly place. Even if I was given a source mountain, I would not be tempted." A young monk was crying.
The others felt sorry for each other, and their faces were snow-white, as if it was too late to regret.
"This restricted area in the early days is too unusual. It's still far away from the ancient mine, and we came across such a demon land. If we had gone forward recklessly just now, I'm afraid we would all have died there." One of them said tremblingly.
"That's a terrible situation... The real dragon is coughing up blood!" The old knife had a solemn expression on his face.
"Old man, have you heard of it?" Ye Fan was surprised in his heart, but his face was calm.
"I think you know more than I do, little brother. If you hadn't reminded me, I'm afraid we would not be left with a few people." The old man gave him a sharp look.
"I just sensed the danger based on my intuition, but I don't understand it. My husband will explain it to us in detail." Ye Fan asked.
"I don't know very well, I only heard a few words." The old swordsman shook his head and said, "I don't know how long ago, I think it was at least seven or eight thousand or even tens of thousands of years."
In the past, someone made such a terrain in the Northern Territory. At that time, I didn't know how many people died. Many of them were big figures of that era.
In the end, a Yuan Tianshi was born, and only then did he decipher the terrain of the mountains and rivers. However, he paid a huge price and almost died, and within half a year, the Yuan Tianshi disappeared inexplicably.
"If we have to break through this kind of mountains and rivers, is there something below?" One of the monks was very keen.
"Of course, otherwise who would be sent to die." The old swordsman stopped talking and didn't want to say anything more.
Ye Fan sighed in his heart, "Fire Dragon Tomb" and "Dragon Die Blood" both had divine sources, at least two yuan, just a dozen miles away, but unfortunately he couldn't get them.
This is the first time he has clearly detected Shenyuan. If he has earth-shattering combat power and understands all of Yuantian Shu, maybe he can come here to try.
Right now, he can only calm down, and being able to walk out alive is the greatest success.
The sky was dark, and the group of seven people walked very slowly. Even if they were not weak, they didn't dare to go fast. They all looked around and carefully observed the terrain, lest they strayed into the Jedi.
Because, such landforms as "Fire Dragon Grave" and "Dragon Die Xue" are by no means the only ones, and there must be other demon lands.
"Old swordsman, are you sure this is leading out of the restricted area? Why do I feel like I am walking towards an ancient mine?" A monk said tremblingly.
The setting sun has long since disappeared, the sky is dark, there are no stars and moons, and a faint mist rises on the endless red land, making it difficult to distinguish the direction.
The old knife handle also frowned, and the more he walked, the more he lost his sense of direction. This seemed to be a lost area, the surrounding fields were quiet, and the atmosphere was a little weird.
Red gravel is everywhere, and when you step on it lightly, there will be a "click" sound, which can be heard far away in this quiet and empty night.
The seven people dared not be careless, and they all walked without touching the ground, for fear of alarming anything, because there are too many legends about the ancient mine in the early days.
After walking for a quarter of an hour, they completely lost their sense of direction, as if they had entered a maze.
The sky is getting darker and darker, and the mist is lingering. At first, it is like a tulle, and finally it is getting thicker and thicker, and there is a tendency to lose sight of your fingers.
"I said... we can't go." A monk stopped in his tracks and said with a drum in his heart, "I always feel that the direction is wrong."
"I also have this feeling. This doesn't seem to be the way out." The other person agreed, with fear in his eyes, and said, "If we go to the ancient mine in the early days, it will really be called ineffective."
Everyone felt heavy in their hearts, lost their way, couldn't find their way back, and lost half their lives in this restricted area in the early days.
The old swordsman was silent for a long time, sighed, and said, "It's okay if you don't leave, otherwise, I'm worried that something will happen."
"We must never move forward, otherwise, maybe we will really step into the ancient mine, and then we will have no chance to regret it!"
"Let's go after sunrise tomorrow."
"It's not right to stop, this place is creepy!"
Several people had different opinions and argued.
"What do you think, little brother?" Someone asked Ye Fan, and the old swordsman also looked at him.
"Let me think about it, think about it..." Ye Fan was worried and couldn't calm down. He always felt that this area was weird.
Looking up, there is no stars and moon, and it is groggy, like a black cloth covering the sky. Looking at the surrounding fields, there is no land, only the mist rises and falls, and they seem to be packed in a box.
This is very similar to the ghost fog recorded in "Yuan Tianshu". People can fix mountains and rivers and dragon veins, and lock the source of gods. On the contrary, evil sources can also seal the world and trap people to death.
The rising of the ghost mist is a bad omen. They may have entered the demon land and will be sealed here.
If the source is to lock people, the most dangerous is to kill and kill the bureau!
Ye Fan cursed, after he learned the "Book of Origin", he hadn't searched for the source and locked the veins, and he didn't want to be blocked instead, and he would die at every turn.
Ghost mist filled the air, and murderous intentions were hidden. Once triggered, everyone would immediately turn into pus and blood.
It can be said that the gates of hell have been opened for them.
Now, he finally understands why since ancient times, there have only been five source celestial masters in the Northern Territory, and what they have to face is too terrifying, and this business can hardly end well.
"Everyone, we are in big trouble, who can go back the same way?!"
Everyone's hearts were heavy, and they were most afraid of hearing such news.
"This place is like a maze. I have already lost my sense of direction. How can I find my way back?"
"I did leave some marks, but unfortunately I looked back and found that I lost contact." The old swordsman sighed.
Ye Fan felt a little chilled in his heart, being trapped and killed by the evil source, it was difficult to break through, almost a dead end.
He didn't fix the pulse and lock the source in this life, but he will be blocked instead. This really makes him feel angry, and he is probably the most unlucky disciple of Master Yuan Tian in history.
Ye Fan squatted down and scratched on the ground, calculating something, said: "There is still life, we have not entered the central area, only at the edge, there is only ghost fog, nothing else, maybe we can get out."
"What are you talking about, brother, we still have a way to survive?"
"The Taoist chief is relying on you, you have to think about a way."
Everyone gathered around.
Ye Fan looked at them seriously, and said: "Remember carefully, everyone has drawn a road map for me, and according to your feelings, draw the regions you have traveled along the way."
Sensing the seriousness of the situation, the others did not dare to delay. They squatted down and drew on the red sand.
Sure enough, as Ye Fan expected, the road maps of the people were quite different, as if they did not walk together, but came from different directions and paths.
Ye Fan put the seven pictures together, pondered carefully, occasionally stood up, measured continuously within a radius of 100 feet, and walked from one position to another.
It wasn't until half an hour later that he breathed a sigh of relief. They hadn't fallen into desperation yet, and he thought of a way to escape.
However, when he stood up, he was stunned, and there were seven figures sitting not far away, including him, there should only be seven people, why is there one more person
"That... who is it?!"
Hearing him shouting so lowly, everyone was startled, five figures stood up, quickly avoided, and left there.
"brush!"
The sixth shadow rushed up, swift as a ghost, and disappeared into the thick fog in the blink of an eye, without a trace, even his face could not be seen clearly.
All the people present were pale, sweating profusely, and their clothes were soaked in a short moment.
What it is? Didn't see clearly at all!
One of them was trembling with teeth chattering, and said: "I saw it in a daze, it's not human, it's covered in animal hair..."
When the others heard it, their scalps were numb. The thing with animal fur was sitting not far from them just now, and it was so ignorant that everyone was terrified.
"What's up with him?!"
There was one person who never stood up, but sat on the ground like a weathered stone statue.
Several people stepped forward, and when they came to him, they all changed color. It was really horrible. The man's skull was opened, and the brain inside was like bean curd, white and sticky. Most of it was swallowed, and only a small part remained.
"Hey!"
The old knife pointed with his backhand, and the colorful light shot out, piercing into a thick fog.
There, a shadow quickly disappeared and rushed into the depths of the darkness.
Several people pushed over together, and found a small puddle of brains, stained with two black animal hairs.
Obviously, the brains dripped from the creature's mouth and belonged to the dead person, only the animal hair belonged to the inexplicable creature.
"Let's get out of here, don't worry about it." Ye Fan stepped forward. The most important thing right now is to get out of this maze. There is a god source buried underground in this area. If it takes a long time, I'm afraid I won't be able to leave.