These strange scenes made Chen Rui's scalp numb and his mind was even more shocked. When the bone just rushed out of the seal, there was a strong sense of death. However, as the cultivator's essence and flesh continued to devour the cultivator's essence and flesh, its death energy had dissipated a lot, as if it was regaining vitality, and the aura emitted from the whole body became stronger.

Just as Chen Rui's mind was shocked, the tragedy in Yaoguan was still happening. The skeleton had turned into a blood-red mist, sweeping across the world, screaming everywhere. Not to mention the cultivators whose cultivation was building foundations and gathering spirits, even the cultivators of Jiedan could not escape at all. After being entangled by blood mist, their bodies were soon dried up. A large amount of vitality continued to scatter, directly becoming skeletons, and eventually turned into nothingness. After just a moment, the scattered vitality was merged into the skeletons. It can be seen that the blood mist was no longer skeletons, but a man with a shriveled body, as if skinny as a skinny man.

The man seemed to have just crawled out of the grave. Although there was still a lot of death qi lingering, his eyes were covered with blood red and an indescribable fierce flames spreading from his body, and immediately the world changed in color.

"You can use the power of asking questions!" The man grinned, and combined with his bloodthirsty face and the flesh and blood that were still squirming on his face, a terrifying and strange aura suddenly enveloped the entire Yaoguan. At this moment, the surviving monks in Yaoguan were all pale in their faces, and many people rushed out of the pass with trembling bodies. They knew very well that the monsters in front of them were not something they could resist. The further they were, the greater the chance of survival.

Chen Rui's idea was the same. Seeing that something was wrong, he grabbed Shen Bing, turned into a rainbow, and headed straight to the north. At this moment, everyone in Yaoguan had no time to talk, but instead carried out the limit speed they could reach.

Just as Chen Rui was about to leave Yaoguan, the richness around the man suddenly spread like a tide, instantly covering the entire Yaoguan. At the same time, a hoarse voice echoed the world.

"I want to escape, dream! Blood-eating world!" Blood-colored figures immediately walked out of the blood-red mist, and these figures seemed to be condensed from blood. They had appeared and immediately bitten to the monks around them. Several unlucky monks of Jiedan were horrified and were pounced on by the blood-colored figures and overlapped. They immediately screamed from their mouths, and their bodies withered rapidly, and finally turned into a skeleton.

Everyone was shocked. Not only was they unable to see things in the blood mist, but they even had no effect on their spiritual consciousness. In this way, they could not detect any movements around them.

The massacre continued, and those bloody figures were like fish in water, and often could swallow a person with one bite. In this way, the monks in Yao Pass could not join forces at all. Gradually, a breath of despair filled, especially when they found that no matter how they flew, they could not live without the blood mist, which made them even more intense.

"Why are there so little spiritual power for cultivators today? There is no slightest Yuanli!" The man stood in the sky and frowned. Suddenly, his eyes lit up, his body shook, and he headed straight for a monk Guiyuan, and he had arrived behind this person in an instant.

This monk Guiyuan was a middle-aged man. After realizing something different, his face changed drastically and his eyes showed despair. But before he could do anything, the man's shriveled right hand had penetrated his back heart. The monk Guiyuan only heard the sound of his chest being penetrated, and then felt that the world had turned black and lost all his vitality. His whole body, along with the Nascent Soul, was swallowed by the skinny man.

"It's a pity that there is no Yuanli!" The man's body shook again and disappeared. When he appeared again, he had already arrived in front of a cultivator in the middle stage of Guiyuan. After this man noticed it, his body broke away without thinking, but it was still too late. The man smiled strangely, and the man instantly turned into a blood mist and rushed into the man's body.

His eyes lit up, he licked his lips, and said with a strange smile: "Not bad! But unfortunately, he still has no energy!" Gradually, the monks shrouded in blood mist of Yao Guanzhong died one after another, and their essence and flesh were swallowed.

However, these people do not include Chen Rui. Although the blood-colored fog can isolate the spiritual consciousness or even the spiritual consciousness, it still cannot isolate the spiritual consciousness of the Yuan Baby.

He had already put Shen Bing into the Qiankun bag, and after concentrating on his mind, he shook his body and rushed out of the blood mist, and then he rushed to the distance without looking back.

"Interesting, someone is asking about a cultivator at the level here. But it's not that easy to leave!" The man smiled grimly, his body flashed, and this time he appeared behind Chen Rui and grabbed him.

Chen Rui had already sensed it, and his eyes were like lightning at this moment. He immediately turned around, condensed Xuanyuan's power with his right hand and punched him out.

But the man did not dodge at all, and directly took it with his palm. In an instant, the fist and palms interwept, and a powerful shock wave spread out around him. The mysterious abyss man stepped back several steps, and his face showed a look of surprise.

Chen Rui couldn't help frowning, and even if he asked the monk, he could not take it with his hands, but the mysterious abyss in front of him was as if nothing had happened after taking it.

He knew that he had been entangled by this terrifying abyss, and it would be very difficult to escape again. Since that is the case, he would simply fight. In this way, the other party might be exposed and he would have a chance to escape.

Chen Rui snorted coldly, and a wiping of Qiankun bag immediately flew out of the purple gourd.

"Please kill someone with the treasure gourd!" Immediately, a purple light ejected from the mouth of the gourd, covering the abyss. Chen Rui retreated without any hesitation, and galloped away in the distance. He did not think that the purple gourd could kill this powerful abyss.

Sure enough, the abyss rushed out of the purple light, flashed, and grabbed Chen Rui. Chen Rui's pupils suddenly shrank, and the Qiushui sword was already in his hand. With a wave of his right hand, a sword shadow passed by, and the person who approached the abyss instantly.

The Abyss still did not dodge or avoid it, but suddenly a red light flashed around him. He stretched out his right hand and grabbed the sword shadow. With a pinch of the inclusion, the sword shadow suddenly collapsed in the rumbling sound and turned into nothingness.

Chen Rui's face became completely serious. This Abysser was too strong. If he didn't have to play some trump cards today, he would not be able to get out.

"Not bad! Even though I have lived for a long time, I have never seen a monk Guiyuan with the strength of you. I remembered that it was you who took away the sealed spiritual source and Yuanyu. It seems that I have to thank you. As a reward, you will turn into a part of my life today." The Abysser said gloomyly.

Chen Rui did not answer, but focused on observing the movements of the Abyss. At this moment, the Abyss' right hand became a claw, and the speed was as fast as lightning. It approached Chen Rui in an instant and grabbed his heart fiercely.

Five cracks of nothingness burst out in the screams he grabbed, which shows the power of this grab.

(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!