The game starts with escaping from the famine and flipping the table

Purgatory on earth.

When Su Xiaoya followed Xuanming into the underground palace beneath the Yaojin tribe's sacrificial hall, she thought she had the ability to make her words come true and move everyone to the Blood Pool Hell in the Eighteen Levels of Hell.

Among the mysterious and terrifying eighteen levels of hell, the Blood Pond Hell is the thirteenth level.

The blood pond hell is filled with a creepy bloody smell, as if the entire space is stained with blood. According to legend, those who have done wrong, disrespected others, disobeyed and unfilial, have evil hearts and are accustomed to taking crooked paths, once they die, their souls will be mercilessly thrown into the blood pond hell, suffering endless torture and pain.

When these sinful souls stepped into the blood pool hell, the first thing that caught their eyes was the endless scarlet blood pool. The water in the pool was boiling and bubbling with hot steam, and blood flowers would splash from time to time. The blood in the blood pool was as thick as pulp and emitted a pungent stench that made people nauseous.

Those souls thrown into it will be instantly submerged in blood, their bodies will suffer from burning pain, and their skin will be corroded into a bloody mess.

In the blood pool, there are countless hideous evil spirits lurking there, with their fangs bared and claws waving, ready to pounce on those poor souls at any time, tearing their flesh with their sharp fangs, making their pain doubled.

Not only that, these evil ghosts will also use all kinds of cruel means to tease and torture the soul, making it impossible for them to live or die.

However, this is only the beginning of the suffering in the Blood Pond Hell. As time goes by, the souls will face more cruel punishments.

The blood in the blood pool will gradually erode their souls, making them weak and eventually losing consciousness, turning them into zombies.

But even so, they cannot escape this eternal torment and can only suffer endlessly in the blood pool hell until they atone for the sins of their previous lives.

It’s no wonder Su Xiaoya misunderstood.

What you see is that the huge underground palace is really a pool of blood.

Who could have expected it!

Just beneath the seemingly solemn and dignified Yaojin tribal sacrificial hall that enshrines the tribal totem, there is actually a creepy underground palace hidden.

Before this, no matter who said this, no one would believe it. But now it is clearly displayed in front of everyone.

The thick, nauseating smell of blood reminded everyone that this was a pool of blood filled with evil. This huge pool of blood must have collected the blood of countless people.

"This Yaojin tribe is simply insane." Wu Yiyi's face turned pale and he cursed with gnashing teeth. If Jin Diaodou and Jin Yaoyang were in person, he would definitely rush up and cut the other into pieces.

"Jin Diaodou and Jin Yaoyang, they both deserve to die!" Gui Yi had the hottest temper. He clenched his right fist and smashed it hard against his left palm, gritting his teeth and wishing he could eat their flesh and bones.

"If I had known, I wouldn't have let the Jin brothers die so easily. There is such a big pool of blood. I don't know how many people the Yaojin tribe killed."

Gui Qiangye inherited his father's righteousness and eagerness to help the weak. Looking at the pool of blood, he could not bear it and exploded instantly. For a moment, he ignored the fact that they were all elders.

"You little brat, we are all elders here, you are not allowed to be so long-winded." Gui Yi slapped Gui Qiangye on the back of his head, scolding him. However, everyone could hear the pride in Gui Yi's words.

With the presence of Gui Qiangye and his son, the serious atmosphere was somewhat relieved. No matter how angry everyone was, they could not bring Jin Diaodou and Jin Yaoyang back to life and chop them into pieces again.

Xuanming had been prepared for a long time, knowing that Shebishi's situation must be bad. Otherwise, it would be impossible for Su Xiaoya to "pick up" the divine item in Shebishi's territory.

However, no matter how prepared Xuan Ming was, and no matter how much he felt that Shebi Shi was in a bad condition, he could never have imagined that Shebi Shi would be so miserable.

When everyone stepped into this mysterious underground palace, they were stunned by the blood pool in front of them. However, Xuanming, Ji Meng, Wuzhiqi, Changyou and the three-eyed golden monkey were not moved at all.

These five people have lived for tens or even millions of years, and have seen all kinds of bloody scenes. Not to mention a small pool of blood, even an endless sea of ​​blood, they have seen it and even crossed it.

Therefore, the five people did not really take this small blood pool of the Yaojin tribe seriously.

Xuanming's attention was always on finding Shebi's corpse. The blood pool in the underground palace was covered with dense and intricate runes. These runes were like winding black pythons, intertwining and entwining on the blood pool.

And in the center of these pools of blood, there was an extremely huge body - that was the body of Shebisi!

However, Shebishi's body was firmly locked by seven huge chains. His limbs, heart, and shoulder blades were all entangled and pierced by the chains...

With every violent beat of Shebisi's huge and powerful heart, a drop of Witch Ancestor's crystal clear blood emitting mysterious light would slowly drip down along the cold iron chain that deeply penetrated his heart.

Xuan Ming, who was standing at the entrance of the underground palace and observing all this, had a panoramic view of the scene before him. His sharp eyes like an eagle could see it very clearly.

This huge pool of blood is actually cleverly divided into two layers, inner and outer.

Surrounding Shebisi was a relatively small blood pool. Although its size seemed insignificant compared to the entire blood pool, the liquid contained in it was by no means ordinary - it should all be the extremely precious blood of the witch ancestor, comparable to that of the gods, that was forced out from Shebisi's indestructible body!

The essence and blood of the witch ancestors were like dazzling rubies, sparkling with a heart-pounding light, as if every drop contained endless energy and mysterious power.

Outside the small and exquisite blood pool in the inner circle is a huge blood pool that is dozens of times larger than the former.

However, unlike the rich and pure blood of the Witch Ancestor in the inner blood pool, the blood in the outer blood pool is far inferior to the blood of the Witch Ancestor from Shebi's body in terms of vitality and the level of power it contains.

The blood in the outer circle looked rather dull, as if it was just some ordinary blood. Xuan Ming was absolutely certain that this was the blood of some ordinary people. He just didn't know whether this blood was from the Yaojin tribe or was looted by the Yaojin tribe.

But all this is not important now. He is only concerned about Shebisi's situation.

Not only Xuan Ming, but even Ji Meng, Wuzhiqi and others looked at Shebi's corpse with disbelief, and they couldn't tell what they felt in their hearts.

After all, Shebishi was a strong man of their generation. They were comrades who fought side by side in the battle to protect Qingyuan Star's retreat. Unexpectedly, he ended up being imprisoned by the scoundrels to extract his blood, and tortured every day as a treasure for cultivation.

Things harm their own kind.

At this moment, Wuzhiqi's eyes turned red with anger. He took out the Xihai iron stick and was about to rush forward to save Shebi's corpse.

Fortunately, Ji Meng had anticipated this and grabbed Wuzhiqi. "Please be patient. I feel bad too, but we can't rush in rashly. I can feel Shebishi's breath is getting weaker and weaker."

Xuanming felt equally uncomfortable. They were both among the Twelve Ancestral Witches, and they had so much affection for each other. How could he not be angry, heartbroken, and sad!

However, he couldn't rush over rashly. The remaining soul of Shebishi was even weaker than when he and Ji Meng first encountered Su Xiaoya.

What they need to do now is to save Shebishi as much as possible, rather than violently breaking the formation. After all, Shebishi's fragile remaining soul can't withstand the recoil of violently breaking the formation.

Wuzhiqi had a lot of experience in combat, and he was just furious because of the saying "when a rabbit dies, the fox mourns, and when animals feel grief for their own kind". After being stopped by Ji Meng, Wuzhiqi calmed down. Now, saving people is indeed the most important thing.

However, the little bit of Shebishi's remaining soul was probably only as thick as a hair, right? It could be blown out in one breath. What should we do?

Wuzhiqi retracted his gaze and looked carefully at Shebi's body in the blood pool. He saw that its body was covered with dense, intricate and strange runes. These runes were like ancient codes, intertwined together to form a mysterious pattern.

These runes are ancient and mysterious. Some of them shine with a faint light, sometimes bright and sometimes dim; some are like agile snakes, winding and moving; and some runes seem to have life, trembling slightly from time to time...

The whole scene was filled with a weird and shocking atmosphere, which made people feel frightened.

Su Xiaoya and Yu Shuheng also looked at the blood pool very seriously, with surprise flashing in their eyes. Unexpectedly, this turned out to be a simplified version of the "Small Blood River Formation".

The Blood River Formation is the master skill of the Styx Patriarch. The power of the Styx Patriarch can be seen from the saying "The blood sea never dries up, and the Styx never dies". As his master skill, the Blood River Formation is terrifying.

Not only that, the Blood River Formation is also listed as one of the ten most dangerous formations in ancient times.

The ten most dangerous formations in ancient times are: Zhu Xian Sword Formation, Zhou Tian Xing Dou Formation, Wan Xian Formation, Twelve Gods and Demons Formation, Blood River Formation, Hunyuan Heluo Formation, Nine Bends of Yellow River Formation, Tai Chi Formation, Plague Locust Formation, and Liang Yi Micro Dust Formation.

The Blood River Formation set up by the Patriarch of the Styx contains 480 million Blood God Sons, tens of millions of Shuras and four demon kings, and can devour the essence, blood and souls of all things.

Su Xiaoya and Yu Shuheng were not unfamiliar with formations. At first, they even exchanged the ten great formations of the Way of War and gave them to everyone in the base to study.

Su Xiaoya, in particular, on a whim, even let the herd of bison she tamed study, just to have an army of bison that understood the formation.

I have to say that Su Xiaoya has a pretty big imagination, and she is worthy of being a book lover who has been poisoned by tens of thousands of fantasy novels.

Of course, having studied the ten great military formations, how could he possibly miss out on the ten most dangerous ancient formations?

Su Xiaoya and Yu Shuheng would not let go of the opportunity to make money. Especially since Yu Shuheng was a military enthusiast and could study the ten ancient fierce formations, he naturally chased Su Xiaoya and asked her to exchange them for study.

Therefore, Su Xiaoya and Yu Shuheng were not familiar with the ten ancient vicious formations, but at least they could see through them at a glance. As for breaking the formation, it was also a piece of cake.

However, the Yaojin tribe didn't know where they got the castrated version of the Little Blood River Formation from, and used it on Shebishi's body. I really don't know whether to say that Shebishi was unlucky or that the Yaojin tribe was lucky.

Looking at the blood pool in front of them that seemed to be shrouded in a thick bloody fog, emitting a pungent smell and making people shudder, the leaders of the five major tribes and a group of young elites all felt a chill rising from their spines, and the hairs on their bodies stood up involuntarily.

They stared with wide eyes, looking at everything in front of them in disbelief.

No matter what, they could not imagine that the Yaojin tribe, which has always prided itself on integrity and justice, would be so bold as to openly violate ancient taboos and try to refine the Shebisi Ancestral Witch, one of the Twelve Ancestral Witches!

This behavior is simply a blasphemy against the gods of heaven and earth, and a trampling on the beliefs of all tribal members.

Especially Mu Xiaoxiao, Shebisi had taught her the way and was a half-teacher to her. So at this moment, Mu Xiaoxiao only wanted to save Shebisi.

However, looking at the pool of blood in front of her, she was helpless and didn't know what to do.

Just when Mu Xiaoxiao wanted to beg Wu Er to help break the formation, Xuan Ming spoke.

Xuan Ming looked at Su Xiaoya, a hint of embarrassment flashed across his eyes, and was quickly replaced by determination. Anyway, too many lice don't itch, too many debts don't worry! For the sake of luxury, he didn't care about his old face today.

"Um, Mr. Su, ahem, I wonder if you still have the Soul Nurturing Tree?"

Xuan Ming finally spoke out his heart with some hesitation, but his face still turned red. Alas! For his old friend, he really tried his best.

Hearing about the Soul-Nourishing Wood, everyone from the five major tribes looked at Su Xiaoya in surprise. It was really extraordinary that this little girl had such a miraculous treasure on her.

Su Xiaoya did not deliberately make things difficult for him. She simply took out a branch of a thousand-year-old soul-nourishing wood that was as long as a child's arm and handed it to Xuan Ming. This was something Su Xiaoya had just exchanged from the system.

"Thank you!" Xuan Ming took the Ten Thousand Year Soul Nurturing Wood, his hands trembling with excitement. With this Ten Thousand Year Soul Nurturing Wood, Shebi Shi's remaining soul could at least be stabilized, so that they wouldn't let Shebi Shi die just by breaking the formation.

Xuanming danced his hands up and down, making special hand gestures. As Xuanming completed the hand gestures, the Ten Thousand Year Soul Nurturing Wood directly penetrated the formation and appeared on Shebis head, then drilled into Shebis eyebrows in full view of everyone.

As expected, every ethnic group has its own secrets.

It was obvious that Xuanming was now using a unique way of communication between the Twelve Ancestral Witches, which opened the eyes of everyone present.

Of course, it also completely dispelled the last bit of doubt that remained in the hearts of the leaders of the other four tribes except one of the five major tribes.

Seeing that Xuanming was able to control the situation, Su Xiaoya and Yu Shuheng did not come forward again. If you can hide, then continue to hide!

When people interact with each other, it is taboo to talk about deep things with people who are not familiar with each other. After all, to everyone, Su Xiaoya and Yu Shuheng and his group are just outsiders, far from being able to interfere in the affairs of other families at will.

Therefore, Su Xiaoya and Yu Shuheng followed Xuan Ming obediently and watched the situation develop.