To the naked eye, this area was actually no different from other places. At most, there were more gravels. However, when the two stood on the gravel holding hands, their bodies immediately sank into it as if being dragged by a huge force.
When their bodies began to sink, Qiu Changfeng, who had been running all the way without daring to stop for a moment, finally caught up.
I just happened to see two people being swallowed by the rubble.
Without a second thought, Qiu Changfeng hurriedly chased after them, intending to reach out and grab them, but unfortunately he was a step too slow. By the time his fingers touched the gravel, Shen Qiqi and Xie Beiming had been completely swallowed up by the gravel.
At this time, it was too late for Qiu Changfeng to stop.
Like Shen Qiqi and Xie Beiming, Qiu Changfeng also felt a huge suction force rising from under the rubble, as if an invisible hand was pulling him down.
Along with it comes a suffocating feeling as if the throat is being strangled.
Qiu Changfeng was shocked and subconsciously tried to use his spiritual power to protect his body. However, his spiritual power was like stagnant water. No matter how hard he tried, he couldn't make any splash!
What the hell is this place!
It can even restrict cultivation!
Qiu Changfeng didn't have time to think about it. The feeling of suffocation intensified, his eyes went dark, and he fell into fainting.
At this time, in Jiuyou City, inside the City Lord’s Mansion.
In the stone chamber emitting a strong stench of blood, a man in a wide robe and large sleeves lazily half-sleeved on a soft couch. He looked at the man in the pool of blood, his face horrified with agony, and shook his head. "You could have gained a brand new body without suffering, but you insist on guarding this tattered body. Why do you do this... Never mind. Considering that you are half my disciple, I will have some mercy on you."
After the man finished speaking, he ordered, "Go, pick out a few monks with strong spiritual power from the monks imprisoned in the dungeon and give them to your guardian as a tonic."
The effect of using monks to nourish the body is better and faster than using ordinary people to nourish the body.
As the process is shortened, the pain endured during the process will naturally be shortened as well.
The evil demon on duty outside responded and left.
Soon a group of monks came over.
It was a real string. All the monks were barefoot, and their hands were tied tightly with ropes. Five or six monks were tied to one rope, and they were lined up one by one. It looked like a string.
It's just a string of people.
The monk who was tied in front was the first to be pushed into the pool of blood.
He was originally unconscious, but after being pushed into the pool of blood, he suddenly opened his eyes in just half a breath, his eye sockets almost popped out, his eyeballs bulged terribly, and he slapped the surface of the pool with his hands desperately, his face twisted with extreme pain.
And this distortion only lasted for a few breaths.
Such a burly cultivator struggled in the blood pool for only a few breaths before his entire body turned into a pool of blood and merged with the blood pool.
Then the second monk was pushed down.
It was not until the fifth monk was pushed in that the person soaking in the pool of blood slowly opened his eyes.
It was Shen Ning'er.
She looked at her broken arm that had grown back, a hint of cruelty flashed across her eyes, and she was about to close her eyes to continue absorbing the power from the blood pool to repair herself.
But at this moment, she saw something, her eyes suddenly widened, and she hurriedly said, "Stop!" As she spoke, she rushed to the edge of the blood pool, staring straight at the monk with his hands tied, and exclaimed in surprise, "Qiu Changfeng!"
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