Chapter 2022: Bloody Scent
That yellow-haired monkey also did not know where to run to, although the yellow-haired monkey after the mutation is quite powerful, recently also followed their own learning a lot of things, greatly improved, after all, it is just a monkey, do not know how to plot and trickery, that little demoness and very cunning, in case you fall into her trick will be troublesome, this makes Wu Feng terrified, just worried about that yellow-haired monkey and then out of something.
The most detestable or that blue painted bird, now Wu Feng is sure, it is the White Lotus Sect Lu Nan rudder of the left ambassador of the Lord, because he was listening to their conversation not long ago, it is that big bird in the talk, the bird seems very uncomplicated, just a simple but a small array, will be able to trap their own almost half a column of incense time, but also the left ambassador of the rudder of the Lu Nan Lord, that little demoness also shouted! That bird is called aunt, Wu Feng can not figure out how, a bird most count again powerful, is only a bird of prey, how can be in the White Lotus Sect as such a big official? Even that little demoness is respectful to it.
With that blue painted eyebrow bird around, Wu Feng also felt that the yellow-haired monkeys were very unsafe and had to find them as soon as possible.
Thinking like this, Wu Feng took a step and walked forward with big strides, while at the same time perked up his ears and listened carefully to the movements around him, but wherever there was a little bit of fighting, he would be able to hear it himself.
While walking forward, Wu Feng was vigilantly glancing towards the surroundings, the more he walked forward, the stronger that feeling of fear became, this feeling never disappeared, even when he was in a state of angry oblivion.
Wu Feng's breath was very heavy, in his heart he was reciting the meditation mantra but he was not able to suppress the feeling of fear in his heart, due to the fear he became extremely nervous, the Seven Star Dragon Abyss Sword in his hand was slightly glowing with a layer of purple light, and it was shivering along with Wu Feng's body.
While walking forward, Wu Feng also smelled a blood stench, very strong, like walking to a place where livestock was slaughtered, no, dozens of times stronger than that place, sweet and greasy, somewhat choking the nose.
And the more you go forward, this bloody gas is more intense, even the eyes are also smoked by this bloody gas some can not stand, always feel that there are tears to fall.
Continuing to walk forward, inadvertently, Wu Feng swept a glance towards the ground, this glance, could not help but be taken aback, because the ground let Wu Feng see something familiar yet unfamiliar, the reason why it was said to be familiar was because Wu Feng had to see it almost every day, what was painted on the ground were all runes, and they were all runes that Wu Feng did not recognize, and this was where Wu Feng felt unfamiliar.
Because of the sight of the runes, Wu Feng's footsteps slowed down slightly, while looking forward, the more you look at it, the more you are shocked, the runes are drawn somewhat bizarre, not with vermilion sand, it seems to be the blood of a human being, which at this time has been dried up and dark red, Wu Feng bent down and used his fingers to regularize some of the blood on the front of his eyes to look closely, but also smelled with his nose, and sensed a to the strong to the Yang's breath, what kind of person's blood will have this kind of What kind of person's blood would have this kind of flavor?
Only cultivation to a certain degree of monks or Taoist masters can have such blood, they died, a part of the cultivation remains in the blood, such blood is the most effective thing to draw runes, far better than the vermilion sand a hundred times, that is to say, the blood used to draw runes on the ground is not ordinary blood, but the hall's floor above the densely packed with all the paintings of the runes, this is how many people have to die to be able to complete! How many people would have to die to complete such a masterstroke?