Chapter 1176: Blood Flows

The breath of all the geniuses around was stagnant.

Even Wang Tianba's eyes became extremely solemn.

With his strength, he could also kill a peak warrior.

But kill with one punch?

He didn't know if he was sure.

Perhaps Ling Yun's punch caught the disciple of the Hidden Sect of the Origin Martial Academy off guard.

But in any case, this has proved that Ling Yun's strength is probably not inferior to those of the Earth List geniuses.

After killing the disciple of the Hidden Sect of the Origin Martial Academy, Ling Yun did not stop at all.

Swish!

He fled to the distance at a faster speed.

"This man is really cruel."

"But he is obviously afraid, knowing that doing such a thing will easily arouse public anger, so he ran away."

"Yes, no matter how strong he is, if he is really surrounded by us, he will die."

The geniuses said indignantly.

On the surface, they are speaking up for the disciple of the Hidden Sect of the Origin Martial Academy.

But in reality, only they themselves know.

Most people were just hiding their guilty consciences.

Ling Yun's fierce power had obviously made many Tianjiao feel afraid.

Of course, not everyone was so unwise.

For example, Wang Tianba keenly perceived that there was indeed a faint breath in the Death Flame River that made him uneasy.

Think about it again, a strong man like Ling Yun would not be afraid of a group of pigs and dogs.

Wang Tianba was immediately in awe.

Out of caution, he quickly moved away from the Death Flame River.

There were also Zheng Gang and Zhang Li, who trusted Ling Yun very much. Seeing Ling Yun escape, they followed him without thinking.

But most warriors didn't take Ling Yun's words seriously.

By the Death Flame River.

A middle-aged man's body suddenly stiffened.

"Brother Zhao, what's wrong with you?"

His fellow disciple beside him hurriedly said.

But Brother Zhao didn't answer.

Then, the surrounding warriors saw a shocking scene.

Brother Zhao's body shrank at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Seeing this, everyone around was shocked.

"Run away."

At this time, some warriors had realized that something was wrong.

But it was obvious that they reacted too late.

The blood gushed out from the Death Flame River.

The warriors on the edge of the Death Flame River were directly submerged in the blood, and their bodies quickly turned into mummies.

As for the warriors still in the Death Flame River, it was even worse.

The warriors on the shore still had a chance to escape, but the warriors in the Death Flame River were all buried in the surging blood.

"Run."

The warriors who were a little further away showed horror on their faces and began to flee frantically.

Many warriors regretted it in their hearts.

Ling Yun had reminded them before.

If they had fled at that time, nothing would have happened.

It was a pity that they did not take Ling Yun's words seriously, so they were in a huge crisis now.

Instantly, a large number of warriors fled in all directions.

The blood gushed out from the Death Flame River and spread rapidly around.

The warriors who fled far away were even more horrified when they saw this scene.

Dozens of miles away.

Ling Yun stood on a high slope, looking at the scene in the direction of the Death Flame River.

The horrifying scene left him with lingering fears.

This mysterious blood was too terrifying.

Even now, he had no resistance to such a thing.

This kind of thing was also a taboo even for the True Soul Warriors.

Fortunately.

The surging blood could not spread infinitely.

When they extended out a radius of ten miles, a large amount of clouds and mist gathered from all directions.

And these blood waters were obviously very afraid of these clouds and mists, and immediately retreated back.

The warriors around were relieved when they saw this, and they also felt close to the clouds and mists around them.

They found that in this secret realm of clouds and mists, these clouds and mists were just like their guardians.

If there were no clouds and mists, they would have died many times.

It seems that these clouds and mists suppress many taboos in this secret realm of clouds and mists.

After finding that the blood had receded and would not continue to expand, Ling Yun did not stop.

Then, he restrained his breath and flew silently in this secret realm like a ghost.

Along the way, Ling Yun met many other warriors.

But these geniuses did not find Ling Yun, which shows how strong Ling Yun's ability to conceal his breath is.

More than half an hour later.

Ling Yun suddenly stopped.

Not far away, he saw a group of warriors with familiar figures.

"Jian Ge disciples?"

His eyes flashed.

This group of people were actually Jian Ge disciples.

However, Shen Xingye was not there, and this group of Jian Ge disciples was led by another Jian Ge Hidden Sect disciple.

This Jian Ge Hidden Sect disciple, named "Yao Chengji", is also a half-step true soul warrior, and an elite at the same level as Situ Jin.

But they would attract Ling Yun's attention and were the topic of their discussion.

"Senior Brother Yao, how far is it from the Lost Mountain?"

A Jian Ge disciple asked.

"According to the map given by the sect, it is less than 300 miles."

Yao Chengji said.

Hearing this, the Sword Pavilion disciples were quite excited.

"That's great."

"In the Lost Mountain, there are ancient earth spirit stalactites. For warriors like us, they are top-grade spiritual objects that help us practice."

The Sword Pavilion disciples were full of expectations.

Hearing their words, Yao Chengji shook his head, and then said with a smile: "Earth Spirit Stalactite? This is nothing. What is truly precious in Mizong Mountain is the colorful stalactite."

"What? Colorful stalactites?"

The other Jiange disciples were shocked, "Senior Brother Yao, but according to legend, among the earthly stalactites, there is only one in a million, seven-colored stalactites that can enhance spiritual consciousness?"

"Exactly."

Yao Chengji said: "So, we are determined to win this trip to Mizong Mountain."

In the darkness, Ling Yun's eyes were shining brightly.

Colorful stalactites?

This is a real treasure.

"Then we go directly to Mizong Mountain?"

The first disciple of Jiange asked.

Yao Chengji shook his head, with a cold look on his face: "Crisis and opportunity have coexisted since ancient times. Colorful stalactites are the ultimate elixir, but similarly, outside of the colorful stalactites, there are seven-colored obstacles, which are poisonous in the world."

"Senior brother, do you have any solution to this seven-color confusion?"

other sword pavilion disciples asked.

"The seven-color barrier is a strange poison in the world. Not even me, not even a true soul warrior can break it."

Yao Chengji said: "To solve this seven-color confusion, the only way is to find a scapegoat, and the scapegoat must not be weak, so that the seven-color confusion can be absorbed.

Therefore, our top priority is to find such a scapegoat first. "

None of the other Jiange disciples objected.

For them, it is naturally better to let others act as scapegoats than to take risks themselves.

In the dark, Ling Yun was thoughtful, and then left quietly.

After flying about five miles, Ling Yun found a place to land.

The place where he is is the only place that Jiange disciples and others must pass before moving forward.

Not long after, Jiange and his party appeared.

Ling Yun pretended not to know and walked in the other direction.