When Qian Yunsheng watched as the people from the Demon Sect, including Gong Xiaoyue, completely disappeared from the horizon, his face gradually became darker.

The witch could know his direction and pierced his heart like a thorn.

This also made him understand that if he could not completely solve the other party, then perhaps he would have to face the threat of the witch like a shadow at any time or anywhere he didn't know in the future.

"I can only give it a try!"

Qian Yunsheng looked back at the depths of the blood coffin, and then looked at the direction where the witch was chasing him.

He knew that although there was no witch in the distance, at the other party's speed and without the help of Hu Yixian and others, he would probably be caught up by the other party soon.

So he took a deep breath for the last time, and without hesitation he jumped off the altar and walked towards the depths of the blood coffin.

With a "boom", Qian Yunsheng stepped into the blood coffin with one of his feet. He felt dark before his eyes, and suddenly it seemed that his eyes were filled with a sticky and heavy blood color.

That feeling was like countless monsters with fishy smells were poured into his mouth and nose. What was even more terrifying was that there seemed to be powerful killing, madness, and cruel thoughts in the blood, and they rushed towards his spiritual consciousness.

"Die, die, die..."

"Kill, kill, kill..."

The desire for killing and the despair of life were like whispering, and they kept shouting wildly in Qian Yunsheng's ears.

Even this shouting could gradually blur Qian Yunsheng's originally extremely strong spirit, and it felt as if he was about to melt into it completely, like this boundless blood and killing.

"No!!!"

Qian Yunsheng shouted suddenly, and raised a seemingly inconspicuous stone with his right hand.

The stone was covered with black, crystal-like wrinkles, and countless cracks that seemed to break when touched on it.

But even such an inconspicuous black stone seemed to have emitted a miracle, and white light radiated from the cracks of the stone.

These lights are so soft and elegant, but they are extremely firmly separated from the influence of the blood coffin and completely cover Qian Yunsheng.

It turned out that this inconspicuous stone was a protective object obtained by a group of people from the Demon Sect working together to sacrifice to the blood coffin. Now it has become a trust that Qian Yunsheng dared to break into the depths of the blood coffin alone.

Therefore, don’t look at the stone that is inconspicuous, as if it has been roasted by a fire, and the crystalline water folds are revealed. Don’t look at the dense cracks on the stone, as if it will be broken by a slight drop.

If someone has a little bit of eye strength, he will find that the color and texture of the stone are exactly the same as the material on the huge and thick blood coffin.

Even the miraculous white light sprinkled on the stone was accompanied by thunderous lightning. All of them showed that the stone had been baptized by thunder for a long time, but it still did not break into a pile of powder.

But for Qian Yunsheng, it was still difficult to reassure him just by relying on such a small stone.

After all, he has just entered the blood hall. If he goes deeper, he has seen clearly that countless shadows like human figurines exist densely around the blood coffin.

These shadows even make his scalp numb even after a glance, let alone he has to deal with these figures and the witches for a while.

Therefore, in addition to holding the inconspicuous stone with one hand, he tightly pinched a leaf with the other hand. It seemed that this leaf was the important basis for him to enter such a huge and dangerous place in this world outside the sky.

However, just as Qian Yunsheng struggled to penetrate deep into the blood coffin, the witch's moans seemed to be like countless ghosts crying and moaning together, and a hint of temptation and sneer came into his ears and said:

"What are you doing intrigues, my little baby?"

"Don't you know that no matter how hard you struggle, you will eventually become my prey? Don't you know that no matter how much you win, everything you have to do, will only be fulfilled for me in the end."

"You are like the mouse that can only burrow in dark holes. When you are busy all autumn, I'm afraid you won't expect that one day I will stand on your head, dig up your dirty rat burrow, and take away all the food you store."

"I'm really curious. What kind of expression will you show at that time?"

"Can you beg? Cry? Or do you run away desperately? I'm afraid you won't know that every inch of land under your feet is actually a cage I have already drawn for you!"

Qian Yunsheng listened to the witch's faint voice, as if he had endless magic power, and kept drilling into his ears.

However, it is obvious that Qian Yunsheng and the witch have extremely rich experience in fighting. In addition to being immune to the witch's lack of nutrition, he naturally had a way to deal with the witch's own way to slow down through such interference methods.

Therefore, when he began to feel that the witch's demon sound was getting louder and louder, he shouted in his heart without hesitation: "Ask Xinzhu!"

Then he heard a "clang" sound, and Wen Xinzhu gently knocked in his body, and a faint golden light rose from Wen Xinzhu.

This faint golden light was not very fierce, but accompanied by the rounds of Zen singing of Wen Xinzhu, it was as if Qian Yunsheng's body was bathed in the sun, and even made Qian Yunsheng feel a hint of warmth.

Not only that, even when the witch obviously gets closer and closer, the magic sound becomes more and more penetrating.

In order to resist the demon sound of the witch, the golden light in Qian Yunsheng's body also became more and more rotating. The rotation was as if the golden light in his body had turned into a spiral vortex.

Even on the vortex wall of this vortex, it seemed as if a line of light as thick as a finger was mixed up, slowly gathered along the vortex, and then turned towards the heart beads in the lowermost dantian.

Not only that, the faster the golden ropes as close to the Wenxin Bead, the faster they will get.

And because of the surge in speed, it was like a spring, slowly pressing the golden rope condensed by the rotation into flat plates.

However, the seemingly flattened golden CDs were actually condensed into huge Buddhist mantra seals, turning into big words "Om, well, Ba, Mi, Hum", and welcoming the witch's magic sound that seemed to be penetrated.

Qian Yunsheng took advantage of Wen Xinzhu's full strength to fight the witch, and continued to step deep into the blood coffin with difficulty.

But obviously even Qian Yunsheng could not know that just as he was heading towards the depths of the blood coffin.
Chapter completed!