Cheng Hao took Chen Buzu and escaped from the cover of the blood mist and watched the bloody and cruel scene from a distance.

More than a hundred monks were like crazy, attacking and killing each other, and unlike ordinary fights, they all ignored their own safety and were all desperate moves.

After the killed monk fell to the ground, his body was burst by a mysterious force and then turned into a blood mist.

And the blood mist condensed into a blood bead in an instant.

The victor swallowed the blood beads of the victims, and his strength soared again. Some monks in Tongmai Realm had already broken through to the Zhoutian Realm.

Chen Buzu was stunned. He had never heard of a monk who could increase his cultivation so crazily, and the price of this result was the life of another monk!

Just like an elimination of the strong prey on the weak, weaker monks are constantly killed, and then condense into blood beads, becoming nourishment for the strong.

The strong will always be strong, and then a new round of fighting will be launched. This mode is like a model of cultivating insects, attacking and killing each other, leaving only the strongest one.

But one thing cannot be changed. Whether it is the weak or the strong, their consciousness is dominated by other forces and cannot control themselves.

Nearly two hundred monks, after half an hour of killing, only thirteen were left.

The thirteen surviving monks had a strong blood and murderous aura in their eyes, and they released an extremely violent aura on their bodies.

The most terrifying thing is that the cultivation levels of these thirteen monks have all reached the early stage of the Zhoutian Realm!

This is simply terrifying. Chen Buzu was originally an extremely calm person, but his body was trembling at this time.

Because the thirteen survivors he saw now were no longer the original blood and life flowing in his body.

This is the harvest of life and the devour of greed.

Even these thirteen surviving monks are no longer themselves, and now they can only be called demons or puppets!

The killing stopped suddenly, and the thirteen people seemed to have received the order at the same time and stopped attacking each other.

Chen Buzu looked at it blankly, a little at a loss, but was suddenly pulled by Cheng Hao.

"Go away, stay here and wait for death?"

Chen Buzu suddenly woke up, and then he was frightened to find that the thirteen guys were looking at him and Cheng Hao's positions.

"Does Brother Chen carry anything like a record of jade slips? It is best to record the scene after a while, otherwise it will be a problem after we go out."

Chen Buzu was stunned for a moment, then nodded.

"I record the jade slip, it seems that there is a piece on my body. What is it recorded?"

While speaking, Chen Buzuo's hands hurriedly groped on his body, and quickly took out a piece of the record jade slip and held it in his hand.

Cheng Hao's eyes turned cold, but his feet ran away faster.

"Kill people! If I guess correctly, these thirteen guys will kill everyone before they can enter deeper into the ruins. You have to record all their killing process!"

Chen Buzu was a little puzzled. At this time, shouldn’t it be important to escape? Why should they take great risks to record their murder process?

And these are the thirteen Zhoutian realms! With his and Cheng Hao's strength, it is unknown whether he can go out alive!

"Will it be too dangerous? They are catching up!"

The speed of the Zhoutian Realm is much faster than that of the Tongmai Realm. The distance between the thirteen monks and Cheng Hao and the others is getting closer and closer, and there are less than 100 meters.

"You have to do the dangers even, otherwise you will suffer endlessly. Don't worry, follow me and we won't die!"

Chen Buzu's heart was shocked, and a moment of confusion appeared in his eyes. Then he remembered the words that Aurora Ancestor was solemnly explained when he left the Aurora Sword Sect.

"This time, the good and bad luck of the Sword Sect is unpredictable, and life and death are uncertain. If you always follow Cheng Hao, you must not be at all disdainful because of his low cultivation. Cheng Hao is not simple. If the so-called ruins are a dangerous place, Cheng Hao will definitely be a survivor of No. 17 Middle School! As long as you follow him, you may be guaranteed to be without any danger of life!"

Chen Buzu was a little confused at that time, why did Aurora Ancestor admire Cheng Hao so much?

Even now, Chen Buzu has doubts about Cheng Hao.

After all, Cheng Hao only has the cultivation level of the sympathetic realm. Can he really lead himself to escape from the pursuit of the Zhoutian realm and turn danger into danger?

However, out of awe of the Aurora Ancestor, Chen Buzu chose to believe the Aurora Ancestor Ancestor. At worst, it would be a bet.

Anyway, with Chen Busu's current cultivation level, it is unlikely that he would escape unscathed by the thirteen Zhoutian cultivators.

So Chen Buzu entered a true essence into the record jade slip. The record jade slip immediately emitted a ball of white light, and then automatically floated up, hanging on Chen Buzu's head, moving with Chen Buzu's movement.

Cheng Hao nodded with satisfaction. The reason why he asked Chen Buzu to record the next scene had nothing to do with avoiding the pursuit of the thirteen Zhoutian cultivators, but it was related to what happened after they left the ruins.

Because Cheng Hao had already predicted the ending, these thirteen people would kill all those who entered the ruins, and they would be guided to a deeper place.

Cheng Hao is confident of saving his life, but once he leaves here, it is a difficult problem to explain to those outside the world's immortal cultivators.

That's why Cheng Hao asked Chen Buzu to record what happened later with the jade slip, which is more convincing.

In fact, Cheng Hao also carries a jade slip on his body, but Chen Buzu is responsible for keeping records and keeping this matter, and the nature of it is not exactly the same as Cheng Hao himself records it.

This is mainly caused by Chen Dezuo's special identity, and his words are more important than Cheng Hao's words.

Moreover, Chen Buzu is a monk in Tongmai realm, so it is much more reasonable to explain it to him.

Seeing that the thirteen Zhoutian realm cultivators were about to chase behind, Cheng Hao and Chen Buzu had also escaped to the original position of the blood mist boundary.

Outside, there were at least three hundred monks who were hesitant and waiting.

Cheng Hao thought so too, but when he rushed out of the bleeding mist, he was shocked.

Looking around, there was no one!

Where did those people go? While Cheng Hao was thinking, a roar came from behind him, and thirteen Zhoutian cultivators rushed over.

"What should we do?"

Chen Buzu's face was pale. Facing the thirteen Zhoutian cultivators, his cultivation level of Tongmai Realm was simply a drop in the bucket.

Cheng Hao's eyes shrank, but he suddenly opened his body and his body shook.

"No, those people didn't disappear, they were all underground! Hurry up and hide with me!"
Chapter completed!