Another entrance to the valley.

The passage was unexpectedly long. After walking for a long time, the few people didn't see the end.

Fortunately, they kept Sang Zhu's arrangement in mind and were cautious, and nothing unexpected happened.

"Brother Xu, is there anything wrong?"

One of the people in the team spoke, and the rest showed concern. They would not fully trust Sangzhu, but the situation was forced.

The monk named Xu was quite good at studying Yu Jin Formation. After hearing this, he thought about it and said, "I'm going to hide it from you. This large array formed by the fog of the yellow spring implies the circumference of the yin and yang in the world. I can only see a few points, but what I see now should be fine."

Everyone's faces were slightly loose. In fact, they had known this for a long time. They just heard the monk surnamed Xu say it again, which would give him some psychological comfort.

At this moment, a loud noise suddenly appeared above the heads of several people, like thunder in the plains of the day.

The scene in front of me was immediately distorted.

The monk named Xu shouted, "No, this passage is going to be closed, let's exit soon!"

Everyone turned around and fled for the last minute, but it was too late. The broken space swallowed them in one bite.

...

In the third channel.

The ground dissolves and turns into a rolling red liquid, rising in strands, seemingly small and weak, with extremely terrible toughness.

They are like some kind of growing and developed root system. No matter how many monks resist desperately, they still crawl into their bodies little by little, tenaciously and persistently.

Then he contracted vigorously, pulled the monks into the red liquid, and disappeared completely from sight after a dense bubble emerged.

...

The fourth channel.

A group of people were trapped in the fog, looking extremely frightened. Fortunately, as long as they did not move, the black fog would stop moving.

Although there was no danger for a while, the unknown waiting and fear still made them suffer.

Not far from the few people, Sang Zhu's face appeared in the black fog. Her eyes were cold on the few people and disappeared after a moment.

From beginning to end, these people did not notice. Sang Zhu's arrival, and they didn't know that just now, they had passed by death.

Of course, letting them go was not because they were soft-hearted. Sangzhu was not sure. The sacrifice she prepared could achieve her goal without any mistakes.

Leaving them is a bait. If there are not enough sacrifices, you can borrow these people to attract more monks.

...

Deep in the valley, covered by endless black fog, a blood-colored cocoon was beating like a heart.

On its surface, countless bloodshots emerged, intertwined with each other into tentacles.

Each tentacle end has a translucent bubble, which is wrapped in a monk.

If you feel carefully, you will find that the monks in these bubbles have their life breath being weakened at a slow speed.

Because all their vitality is being constantly plundered and transported into the blood-colored cocoon.

Suddenly, the black fog rolled, and Sang Zhu stepped out, his eyes swept across the scene in front of him, and he stepped gently under his feet.

The next moment, a whirlpool appeared on the ground, and the monks in the three passages were unconscious and emerged from it one by one.

The frequency of blood-colored cocoon jumped suddenly faster, and seemed very excited. The next moment, more bloodshots grew out, intertwined and extended quickly, dragging the monks away.

The bloodshots penetrated under their scalps, and the unconscious monks twitched suddenly and then fell into silence.

Immediately afterwards, the transparent bubbles slowly opened and completely wrapped them.

Sang Zhu's face changed slightly, and her eyes were cold because she was missing... Xunfeng!

Taking a deep breath and pressing the rolling mood, she closed her eyes, and the quiet black fog around her suddenly rolled up.

Boom-

The sound is vast, like a roaring river and sea!

Unfortunately, everything is futile.

In the black fog rolling like boiling water, Qin Yu was like a shadow, not affected at all.

Looking up, you can clearly see Sang Zhu's face getting darker and darker at this moment.

"Immortal, she already doubted."

Even if you have a plan, hiding in the dark is the best. Once you are noticed, the effect will be greatly reduced.

Immortal said lightly: "Master, don't worry. When things come to this point, she has no choice. You can tell if you keep reading."

Swish-

Sang Zhu opened her eyes and was extremely frightened and angry. She was careful enough because it was related to her future destiny, but she did not expect that at the critical moment, there was a big mistake.

After all, a living person disappeared... In his long sleeves, Bai Jing clenched his fists with his five fingers, and Sangzhu's eyes were slightly lowered and his thoughts turned rapidly.

After a while, she breathed a long breath and her eyes were extremely cold.

No one can escape from here. Even if she can't find it now, when she resurrects the evil spirit and refines it into her body, everything will be taken back to her eyes.

As for whether the search for wind will cause trouble... Sangzhu's eyes were cold, and if he jumped out, it would be better!

Since she decided to do this dangerous thing and made complete preparations, she was not afraid even if the robbery fairyland existed.

"Hmph!" Sang Zhu sneered, and said softly: "Little mouse who is running away, wait for me, and I will definitely catch you."

She raised her hand and pointed it out, and the blood-colored cocoon trembled slightly, contracted the next moment, expanding and jumping, and suddenly surged several times.

Bang—

Bang—

In the dead silence, the sound was particularly clear, like a real heart! The bloody tentacles connecting the bubbles suddenly tensed up, pulling the monks wrapped in the bubbles into the air.

These monks who were in a deep coma trembled violently in the bubbles, their faces quickly turned pale, and the breath of life was like a broken river and was lost wildly.

Sang Zhu's eyes suddenly burned. She looked at the scene in front of her, and her chest was violently up and down.

Since her birth, she has been unwilling to accept her fate. Why is she unable to inherit the throne of the imperial family?

Just because, is she a woman? How unfair!

She wants to resist, be strong since childhood, and strive to do everything to the best of her.

But no one cares at all. Even if you praise me, it will be just a light and forget it when you turn around.

Sang Zhu has been angry, resentful, and struggled, but she has no qualifications to fight and can only gradually become deeper.

But just when she wanted to accept her fate, God gave her an unexpected opportunity.

As long as it is achieved, she will truly have the power to attract the entire imperial clan!

This is Sang Zhu's last chance. Whether for herself or for that, the woman she called her mother intimately when she was young, but was beaten to death by someone.

She must succeed!

Even if she had to pay an extremely heavy price for this, even if she had to have her hands covered with blood for this, Sangzhu stood straight and her breathing gradually stabilized. She did not regret or felt guilty.

This world is the prey of the weak, and if these people die at her hands, they will be like this.

No one can stop her... If there is, kill her!
Chapter completed!