The blood pool suddenly stopped moving under Lin Feng's sword.
It's like a pause button has been pressed.
And the tentacle wrapped around Qian Zining stopped moving at the same time.
The next moment, the tentacles dried up and fell off from Qian Zining's body, like dead skin, rapidly developing towards withering.
Qian Zining felt this change and immediately used her hands to break free of the tentacle.
The legs that were originally entangled were also freed at this time.
But the originally fair and straight thighs now looked as if they had been eaten by monsters, and were very miserable.
At first glance, Qian Zining also took a breath of cold air. She just felt a little painful being wrapped around her thighs, but she didn't expect it to become like this.
What Qian Zining didn't expect was that when the tentacles were entangled, they would also secrete a substance. It was this substance that prevented Qian Zining from feeling too much pain.
There is even a slight sense of pleasure. This tentacle relies on such a substance to make the prey die unconsciously.
Fortunately, Qian Zining is a monk after all, and the time he was entangled by this tentacle was not that long.
Therefore, it would only take a while for her to recover from such an injury with pills.
But, this premise is that they can immediately find this blood spirit ruins.
If you can't go back.
Don't call it quitting, it's not impossible to keep your life here.
However, the current crisis can be considered to have been resolved, and there should be no other situations...
Qian Zining thought silently. After the tentacle was detached, the pain-reducing substance on the leg gradually lost its effectiveness.
And the pain gradually began to intensify.
It was at this time that the larger wounds began to ooze blood.
Under such pain, Qian Zining's body couldn't help but tremble slightly.
Trails of cold sweat slipped from his forehead.
At this moment, a cold touch came from his thigh.
Immediately afterwards, I felt that the pain had eased a lot.
Qian Zining raised her head and saw that Lin Feng was already holding a bottle of elixir and applying it to her wounds.
"This is Bingjisan. It can treat this kind of trauma. If you take this part orally, it should be cured in a few days."
Lin Feng explained while applying medicine to her.
Qian Zining nodded silently, seeing this scene, she felt inexplicably relieved.
After treating the injury, the two of them had time to look at the blood pool.
At this time, the blood pool has withered, and it no longer looks as terrifying as before.
But a rotten smell still lingers in the bamboo forest.
Lin Feng signaled Qian Zining to stay back, and then walked towards the blood pool.
The three-foot-wide position is the entire appearance of the blood pool.
At this time, the blood pool was already like a pot of flowers that had dried up to the extreme.
But there was something white in the blood pool.
Lin Feng felt wary, slowly approached, and slashed away with a sword energy.
I want to see what this white thing is.
The sword energy broke through the air and struck on this white thing.
But the expected white thing being chopped open did not happen.
Instead, Lin Feng's sword energy disappeared like a mud cow entering the sea.
The white thing reacted at this time and started shaking continuously.
What on earth is this? Is there any monster coming out?
A blood-robed young man died, and a pool of blood emerged.
This blood pool is dead, and there won't be another inexplicable thing coming out of it.
Lin Feng secretly complained in his heart.
But before he could think about it, the white thing split apart on its own.
When he saw the white thing clearly, Lin Feng couldn't help but frown.
What the hell is this!!
And the white thing slowly stood up at this time.
This turned out to be a person, a young man.
But the big white bald head made it hard for people to imagine that this could be the same person.
But Lin Feng is also someone who has experienced big scenes.
He quickly regained his composure.
Taking a deep breath, he looked at the bald man and asked.
"What a monster!"
The big bald man suddenly heard a voice and his whole body trembled, as if he was frightened by the voice.
Then he turned around in the pool of blood.
Only then did Lin Feng realize that there was not even an inch of hair on this person's body.
What the hell is going on.
Where did this person in front of me come from?!
What is the relationship between him and this blood pool?
Are you going to take action against this person later?
One question after another appeared in Lin Feng's mind.
For such an abnormal situation, he would certainly be very alert.
The bald man did not answer Lin Feng's words at this time.
He just raised his head, looked around, and then looked at his hands.
As if confirming something.
Lin Feng saw that he showed no other signs of movement and did not take any immediate action.
The bald man looked at the sky for a long time.
Finally let out a sigh.
"It seems that I still failed. Haha, I don't know how many people this technique has killed."
"Junior brother and sister, I may be wrong, this method can't let us out."
After saying that, he slowly walked out of the blood pool.
Hearing the bald man muttering to himself, Lin Feng became even more confused.
Seeing that he wanted to take action, the black sword cut out a sword energy.
"Wait a minute, who are you? Did you create this blood pool?"
The sword energy struck the bald man's footsteps and stopped him in his tracks.
Only then did the bald man look at Lin Feng.
Those eyes were extremely cloudy, far less white than his bald head.
"It seems that you killed the Blood Robe, God's will! God's will, who would have thought that at this time, the Blood Spirit Ruins would be reopened."
The bald man glanced at Lin Feng, as if he was recalling something.
"Your swordsmanship is pretty good. I would have been happy to learn from you back then."
Lin Feng's frown deepened. This man was full of weirdness, and every word he spoke seemed to be talking about some strange things.
"If you don't speak properly, the sword in my hand will not show mercy!"
Lin Feng's patience was also limited. The appearance of this bald man was a bit beyond common sense, but he didn't spend much thought on it.
If he continues to delay, when will he be able to leave this Blood Spirit ruins.
I have also gained the understanding of the bloody sword energy. If I am really trapped here for hundreds of years.
Does that mean that his life is over? What about his sister?
Thinking of these things, Lin Feng's eyes became even more cold.
"That's all, I'm a dying person anyway, so I'll tell you about my situation."
The bald man then made a move, and a white robe appeared at hand.
After putting on this white robe, it's not so eye-catching.