Doubts arose in his heart, and then he followed Wang Cheng's eyes, his body trembled, and he subconsciously ran back.
"Don't move!" Wang Cheng whispered.
In the dead silence of the earth, this voice was somewhat clear.
The blood-red figure suddenly moved forward ten meters as if teleporting.
Rao Yang was frightened and fainted. Since Wang Cheng covered his mouth and made no sound, Liu Feng's whole body was shaking violently like chaff and he did not dare to move a step.
Wang Cheng stared at the blood-red figure without saying a word.
Time passed slowly during their confrontation.
When I came out of the ancient mirror, it was daytime. At this time, as the sky darkened, the earth covered by gray-brown gradually became dark.
The blood-red figure became eye-catching because of the darkness.
It wasn't until early in the morning when the blood-red figure slowly disappeared into the darkness that Wang Cheng breathed a sigh of relief.
"What is that?" Liu Feng said with a pale face and tremblingly.
"I don't know either. Anyway, let's get out of here first!" Wang Cheng didn't dare to waste time here, and he didn't even dare to take the resources under the ruins.
Liu Feng was frightened by the strange figure and wished to leave here immediately.
In fact, Wang Cheng knew very well what the blood-red figure was.
In his previous life, he was the war king of the human race. He had seen such strange scenes. These blood-red figures without body were called blood spirits.
Whenever there is a large number of killings and a large number of corpses on the earth, these blood spirits will appear inexplicably. They will suck up the blood in the corpses and will not disappear until there is no trace of blood on the earth.
This secret about blood spirits is still a mystery among hundreds of tribes in the four deserts and six states.
Moreover, this type of blood spirit is particularly sensitive to sound. When living creatures face these weird blood spirits and make sounds, they will be attacked by them.
Wang Cheng was almost attacked just now, but fortunately his voice was weak and did not completely trigger the blood spirit's attack.
There were once capable people who deliberately made noises to provoke such ghosts, but were instantly sucked out of human blood and died.
No matter what level of power there is, at least those who are below the War King level, if they take the initiative to provoke these blood spirits, they will only end up with the same fate, death.
Another point is that if a creature bleeds too much, it will also attract blood spirits, and then be sucked into the human body by them. It is very scary!
The only way to avoid being attacked is to stand still and don't move or make a sound. If there is a lot of blood exposed on the body, it should be removed as soon as possible.
Movements are allowed, but the amplitude must be small. Once they are too large, they will be attacked, and the sound will be more sensitive to them.
Of course, the conditions for their appearance are also very special, requiring a large number of corpses and blood to appear on the ground, so it is difficult for ordinary people to see their traces.
The beast tide that attacked the Southern Wilderness Continent this time caused the death of a large number of creatures. It is normal for these blood spirits to appear.
The three of them left quietly.
Wang Cheng originally just wanted to take Rao Yang away, but after being in contact with Liu Feng for a long time, he thought that this man valued love and justice, so he couldn't bear to leave him alone.
Besides, it was impossible to escape the dangerous situation before entering the ancient mirror without taking Liu Feng with him.
"Where to go?" Liu Feng said confused.
"Imperial City!" Wang Cheng said, staring at the vast land ahead.
"Master, where is that?" Rao Yang asked, trembling as he leaned close to Wang Cheng.
"That was the first city in the Southern Wilderness Continent that was not destroyed by the beast tide." Wang Cheng murmured, and the memory of his past life came back again.
"Is the Southern Wilderness Continent our continent?" Rao Yang asked uneasily, his eyes looking around in horror, obviously his mind was not on the problem.
"The Southern Continent is the Southern Wilderness Continent."
"Brother Wang, how do you know this?" Liu Feng calmed down and picked up an iron sword from the ruins to protect himself. He followed Wang Cheng, guarding the surrounding area.
"It is recorded in the book that the Imperial City is the location of the headquarters temple on the Southern Wilderness Continent. There are many powerful people there and the beast tide cannot invade." There is no water in Wang Cheng's words.
In his previous life, it was because he had seen this record in ancient books that he became stronger step by step on the way to the Imperial City after the catastrophe.
"It should be very far, right?" Liu Feng's words made the atmosphere tense.
Wang Cheng nodded: "Very far!"
In the beginning, his journey to transform into a strong man was the journey to the Imperial City.
He has encountered strange blood spirits, ferocious beasts, ferocious ghost beasts, warrior organizations that kill ghost beasts, strong men from the temple, and all kinds of geniuses.
In fact, there were many opportunities in the Southern Wilderness Continent after the catastrophe. Wang Cheng grew stronger from these opportunities and dangers, and eventually became the war king of the human race. Finally, he was reborn here due to the catastrophe.
At night, Rumo, Wang and Cheng walked for a while and had to take shelter from the wind inside the bones of a savage beast as big as a hill.
The bones are mixed with a faint smell of blood, but the blood has been sucked dry, the blood spirits will not appear again, and the animal flesh has been torn clean by the surviving creatures.
"Don't move." Rao Yang looked closely at Wang Cheng's right shoulder, which had the claws of the strange bird on it, which was shocking.
"You have to leave here before you can pull it out." Wang Cheng didn't want to attract blood spirits here because of his own blood.
After escaping the catastrophe for more than ten days in the ancient mirror, they slept in it. The blood on their bodies had long since dried up and their wounds had condensed. Otherwise, the blood spirits would not be able to just stand there.
Liu Feng and Wang Cheng both suffered scars and escaped the catastrophe. Although they rested in the ancient mirror for more than ten days, their injuries did not fully recover due to rest.
If the injury is not treated in time, it will either recover on its own or worsen.
Liu Feng is recovering slowly, while Wang Cheng is on the contrary. The bird's claw on his right shoulder is the cause of the deterioration.
At this moment, a muffled sound came from beside Wang Cheng.
Wang Cheng sniffed, and the smell of blood came. His expression changed drastically. He hugged Rao Yang, jumped back, looked at the darkness next to him, and whispered: "Liu Feng, what did you do?"
"There was a stone stuck into the flesh on my right leg. I didn't have time to deal with it, so I dug it out while I was resting." He took a breath of pain, "There was so much blood."
Wang Cheng regretted not telling him about the Blood Spirit, but he had no way to speak, because he knew about the Blood Spirit from his past life memories, and telling him would arouse Liu Feng's suspicion.
It is impossible for a person who came out of Xiaofeng Town to know what happened in these catastrophes.
However, now that the matter has come to this, it is too late for Wang Cheng to say.
He hugged Rao Yang, covered her mouth, and quietly retreated away from the corpse.
"I'm sorry, Liu Feng!" He scanned the dark surroundings.
The blood spirits that have been staying in this area are searching for and absorbing the blood of the corpses buried here...