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"Brother, come out quickly."

Chen Muyu was meditating in the cave, refining today's original law. Before he could complete it, he heard the cry of war coming from outside.

After ending his practice, Chen Muyu stood up and walked out of the cave. Zhan and Baozhu stood side by side on the platform in front of the cave, looking into the distance, wondering what they were talking about.

The moment Chen Muyu walked out of the cave, he felt a blood-red light everywhere.

In the distance, overwhelmingly, the entire world was shrouded in a layer of blood-red mist.

Chen Muyu opened his mouth slightly, as if he was seeing the end of the world.

"This is..." Chen Muyu came to Zhan's side.

Zhan's expression was a little solemn, "This should be the blood mist that Miss Baozhu said. I was a little contemptuous at first, but now it seems that this blood mist is not simple, and even my spiritual thoughts cannot penetrate it."

Zhan is at the eighth level. When Baozhu said how powerful the blood mist was before, he was a little disapproving. What he was thinking was that you seventh-level people can't use your spiritual thoughts in the blood mist. I am an eighth-level person, so it must be different. of.

But the fact is that now, after he is surrounded by blood mist, the range that his spiritual sense can detect is only thirty to fifty kilometers at most.

Such a small distance can be regarded as nothing for an eighth-level powerhouse.

Chen Muyu also tried immediately. His spiritual sense could only detect about ten kilometers in the blood mist.

"What is the composition of this blood mist? Brother, can you withstand this barrier?" Chen Muyu looked at the shield outside the cave a little worriedly.

This shield can block a blow from an eighth-level expert, but in front of this red mist, although it seems to be able to shield the mist, it is obvious that the red mist is also corroding the barrier.

Zhan's expression was a little solemn, and it was obvious that he wasn't too sure.

"There shouldn't be much of a problem blocking it."

Baozhu next to him said, "I heard that this red mist can not only shield spiritual thoughts, but also have the ability to devour people. Moreover, this power is getting stronger every time. It is probably difficult for gods and demons below the seventh level to survive in the red mist. .”

This may be the reason why only seventh-level gods and demons were allowed in this operation.

No matter how many people come below the seventh level, this red mist will all serve as food.

Chen Muyu came to the edge of the barrier and observed the bloody mist billowing outside the barrier.

"Brother Xian!" Zhan shouted.

Apparently he was afraid that Chen Muyu would get mad and ran out directly.

Chen Muyu nodded calmly, "I just want to confirm where this blood mist came from."

"No need to confirm, it must be related to the ruins of the ancient blood clan."

Baozhu reminded, "It's best not to touch with the body. I tried it just now. The devouring power of the blood mist is really terrifying. The seventh-level gods and demons may have to use all their strength to resist. If it weren't for Brother Zhan's help just now, I wouldn't have done it." I almost suffered a hidden loss."

"oh?"

Chen Muyu raised his eyebrows. His body was at the late seventh level of the Orb, and his body of gods and demons was already stronger than Chaos monks like them at the same level. This was a hidden disadvantage. If it were him, how about a big loss?

Ignoring the orb, Chen Muyu pulled out the system and scanned it.

"A bloodthirsty demon?"

The information scanned by the system surprised Chen Muyu.

Shouldn't it be fog? How come the name scanned is Demon Spirit?

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Check out the specifics.

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Bloodthirsty Demon Spirit: After the fall of the Blood Demon Clan, the fog spirit condensed into flesh and blood. In the blood mist of the common people, it devours everything and the blood energy of the living beings...

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After reading the introduction, the expression on Chen Muyu's face became extremely solemn.

In other words, what everyone sees is the blood mist, and they feel that the blood mist is dangerous, but in fact, there is something hidden in the blood mist, and that is the real danger.

These bloodthirsty demon spirits can not only condense into physical existence, but can also be dispersed in the blood mist, invisible and traceless. Once exposed to the blood mist, all the blood energy may be sucked away by it unknowingly. And even then, you thought it was just the blood mist that was eroding you.

Moreover, the bloodthirsty demon spirits are conscious beings. They may not be very strong individually, but they have a special ability, which is fusion.

When countless bloodthirsty demon spirits merge together, their strength has no upper limit.

"Brother Xian, have you seen any clues?"

Zhan walked to Chen Muyu's side. As a sworn brother, he was always different from ordinary people. There might be something they hadn't discovered.

Chen Muyu looked solemn, "There is something in this fog, and there are quite a few."

"oh?"

Zhan frowned slightly, and immediately subconsciously sent out his spiritual thoughts, but his spiritual thoughts were shielded by the blood mist and could not be found far away, and found nothing at all.

He didn't know why Chen Muyu said this, and Baozhu also came over, waiting quietly for Chen Muyu to give an explanation.

Chen Muyu didn't say much, and stretched out his hand directly outside the protective barrier.

"Good brother."

Zhan grabbed Chen Muyu's wrist. He was very aware of the horror of the blood mist.

Chen Muyu shook his head and said don't worry, it's okay.

Only then did Zhan let go of Chen Muyu's hand.

Chen Muyu only extended his hand outside the protective barrier.

At this moment, like a piece of white lotus root dropped into a frying pan, the blood that filled the outside suddenly began to boil. A large amount of blood quickly rushed towards Chen Muyu's arm, penetrating and eroding crazily.

The power of this erosion is not small.

Indeed, it is probably unbearable for gods and demons below the seventh level.

In just an instant, the skin on Chen Muyu's exposed arm had been corroded away, revealing bloody flesh.

However, Chen Muyu quickly retracted his arm.

"Good brother..."

Zhan quickly stretched out his hand to grab Chen Muyu, uu read a book

I want to help him force the blood out of his body.

Baozhu had experienced this once just now, so he was familiar with it.

"No need."

Chen Muyu shook his head, and then he saw a layer of golden light emerging from Chen Muyu's body.

The light converged on his palm, and the corroded skin on the palm quickly recovered, and the blood mist that entered Chen Muyu's body fled frantically as if it had seen a ghost.

But the blood mist was wrapped in golden light, rushing left and right, making it impossible to escape.

In just a moment, the blood mist condensed in Chen Muyu's palm, forming a mist-like humanoid shadow.

"Hey, this..."

Zhan's eyes brightened slightly, and Baozhu's face was full of surprise.

They all knew how difficult the blood mist was, but how could Chen Muyu handle such a difficult blood mist so easily?

That golden light?

What is that golden light? The blood mist is actually afraid of the blood mist, as if it has encountered a natural enemy?

"This blood mist is conscious."

In Chen Muyu's palm, a humanoid figure was trembling.

Both heads came closer.

They never expected that Chen Muyu grabbed a handful of blood mist and condensed it into such a thing.