Chapter 814 The Devil’s Trace in the Well

Ye Feng had a vague feeling that the other party was delaying time. Situ Reading.\\nCOM

It seems that what Wang Li said is right. Even if the Sujia Fort has nothing to do with the men in black and the Blood Guards, there is still an ulterior motive behind it.

Ye Feng originally didn't have much hope that Han Wuxin would return here, but now he was a little more hopeful. He made up his mind to go in and have a look.

However, before he could take action, Wu Xiaoyu, who had a bad temper, knocked out these two overestimating guys with two punches. He clapped his hands and said contemptuously: "I'm too lazy to talk nonsense with them. The two of them haven't arrived yet." The little characters in the virtual realm dare to make things difficult for us?"

"Let's go in!"

A few people were about to step in when four figures of warriors emerged from the third courtyard of the Su family. The cultivation of these people was much stronger than the two just now. The leader among them was wearing golden armor and looked like a general. The middle-aged man looked stern and shouted at Ye Feng and others.

"Hmph! So what if Wan Jue Sect? As a disciple of the Seven Holy Lands, you should know more about etiquette, integrity and shame. Why are you so unreasonable now? You casually hurt us and other righteous colleagues.

Even if someone’s cultivation level is far inferior to yours, they can’t act like this! "

Another robed warrior also said in a cold voice: "These two guards are from the palace of the Lord of Pingliang City. The Lord of Pingliang is an outstanding disciple of my Qiandori Zhai. If you do whatever you want, are you not afraid of starting a battle with my Qiandori Zhai?"

The two warriors following the golden-armored general and the robed warrior looked at the cultivation levels of Ye Feng and others, and looked even more shameless as they mocked.

"You dare to call yourself a disciple of the Wanjue Sect with this level of cultivation? You're laughing so hard. Is the Wanjue Sect still considered a Holy Land-level force now? Look at their performance on the Demon-Slaying List. They're not even as good as the four major kingdoms. Those counties and second- and third-grade sects are only a little stronger!”

"Hahaha, there are actually idiots at the first or second level of the Void Realm. The Wanjue Sect is really depleted, and they actually send such a few little guys down the mountain to slay demons? If they really encounter the disciples of the Demon Sect, wouldn't they be so scared that they will pee their pants? "

The person who said this was Tang Chuxue, and of course he was also suspected of mocking Ye Feng.

However, Ye Feng was not angry. Among the four, the golden-armored general and the robed warrior both had the fifth level of the virtual realm, and the other two were also at the third or fourth level of the virtual realm. With the strength of Wu Xiaoyu and Cao Lei, plus Tang Chuxue With their cooperation, they can completely hold back the opponent.

He had to quickly go in and check to see what the other party was trying to cover up.

"Senior Brother Cao, Sister Wizard, and Chu Xue, these four will be left to you. Don't let them escape before I come back."

Pulling Wang Li up, Ye Feng's figure was like lightning. He swayed casually and rushed into the third courtyard of the Su family.

The four warriors who called themselves Chidori Zhai wanted to stop them, but they couldn't keep up with Ye Feng's speed, and then they were entangled by Cao Lei and others.

These people were obviously in a panic, and they were very eager to get rid of Wu Xiaoyu and Cao Lei to pursue Ye Feng, but Wu Xiaoyu and Cao Lei were already stronger than them, and Tang Chuxue instantly launched two "Black" attacks. "Kui Tian Crow Kill", a spiritual attack full of murderous intent flew over, making them in danger and unable to escape.

In the blink of an eye, the figures of Ye Feng and Wang Li disappeared from the sight of several people.

The three courtyards of the Su family were completed in the shape of a glyph. Each courtyard was similar in size to the original Zhaojiazhuang. Wang Li told Ye Feng that at that time, among the seven blood guards in black, he and the other two lived in the east courtyard, three lived in the west courtyard, and the north Only Han Wuxin can enter the courtyard.

So Ye Feng carried Wang Li and headed straight to the North Courtyard.

Stepping into the North Courtyard, it was like entering another world. Ye Feng's nostrils were filled with the faint smell of blood, and the further in, the more obvious the smell of blood became.

He knew in his heart that he didn't need Wang Li to continue to guide him, and he just headed towards the place where the smell of blood was the strongest.

The other houses in the north courtyard are obviously taller and spacious than the other two courtyards, but there is only a small courtyard in the corner, with broken walls and ruins, showing a dilapidated appearance. The smell of blood is the strongest in this dilapidated small courtyard.

A palm wind was struck in the air, and the wooden door of the small courtyard opened in response.

I saw that the main house inside had all collapsed, and the courtyard was empty. There was a well on the right side of the courtyard, faintly glowing with blood in the dark night.

Ye Feng looked at Wang Li, wanting to ask for his opinion, but found that this guy was standing there with his eyes blank, an intoxicated expression on his face, sipping his nose and trying desperately to absorb the smell of blood in the air.

Ye Feng shook his head and smiled contemptuously. After knocking him out with one finger, he activated his vitality armor to the extreme and jumped into the well.

The mouth of the well is very narrow, allowing only one person to enter vertically, but there is no water in the well. Red streaks of blood can be faintly seen shining on all sides of the well wall, as if the well should have been full of blood just now, but now it has evaporated.

After a few breaths, Ye Feng stepped onto the muddy bottom of the well, and could vaguely see a tunnel on the left leading straight ahead.

There was no light at the bottom of the well. Ye Feng snapped his fingers, and a bright yellow flame was controlled by him. It appeared in front of Ye Feng and illuminated the road ahead before he continued to move forward.

The depth of the winding tunnel is unknown, and puddles of blood can be seen everywhere on the ground. The smell of blood is becoming more and more pungent.

Ye Feng did not dare to inhale too much blood, so he held his breath and walked forward cautiously. Slowly, the blood accumulated on the ground gradually increased, and in the end, it actually formed a river of blood that could barely cover his feet.

After walking about a few hundred feet, they turned a big bend and saw a faint light shining in front of them.

Ye Feng extinguished the spark that illuminated the road and listened carefully. He heard a subtle murmuring sound in his ears, as if someone was chanting a curse.

Ye Feng's figure suddenly sped up, and a naked man could be seen meditating in the river of blood.

Except for his head, face and neck, his entire body was covered with a layer of blood. His upper and lower lips were trembling rapidly, and he was reciting incantations continuously. The blood flowing from the blood river continued to flow towards him.

This man seemed to have turned into a bottomless pit at this moment, absorbing every drop of blood and water into his body.

It was obvious that this man was very anxious. He recited the incantation at a very fast speed. There were even beads of sweat on his face and forehead. After dripping into the river of blood, he absorbed it again.

Is this practicing?

Or are you going to drain this well of blood and run away?

Seeing that he was so focused that he didn't even notice his own appearance, Ye Feng grinned slightly. He took a deep breath, mobilized his energy, and let out a loud shout like spring thunder:

"Friend! We have a guest here, why don't you put on your pants first?"

Caught off guard, Han Wuxin was shaken violently, a mouthful of old blood spurted into his throat, and he almost lost his energy and blood.

Damn it, this kid simply doesn’t play by the rules!

What's going on with such a roar?

If it weren't for the fact that the practice of magic sect does not require concentration and getting rid of distracting thoughts like some righteous people, just because Ye Feng drank like this, he might have gone crazy...