Rebirth of the Campus Special Forces

The virtual cave seems to be endlessly long. Jiangshan has been moving forward since entering the virtual cave. He can't see the front and can't feel the back. It seems that all senses have been blocked, and he can only walk helplessly. This feeling of shuttle is completely different from teleportation.

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This made Jiang Shan secretly guess that this bloody world was probably where the Wu Clan was.

I don’t know how long it took, as if the stars were moving, a red light gradually appeared all around, and then the void gradually dispersed, revealing a bloody world in front of Jiangshan!

Holding the black staff tightly with his right hand, Jiang Shan took a deep breath and stepped into this bloody world. And the moment he stepped in, a creepy feeling was discovered in Jiang Shan's heart. Jiang Shan vaguely felt that he was being probed.

A strange feeling appeared in his body, and then the black staff actually emitted a ray of light that covered Jiangshan's whole body, making Jiangshan's heart gradually drop.

At this moment, the surroundings are surrounded by endless blood, revealing a depressing atmosphere, and being in this blood-colored space seems to have a strong fishy smell.

Jiang Shan looked at the empty blood all around, and couldn't help but feel the energy and blood rolling all over his body, feeling a little irritated. Jiang Shan couldn't help but frown secretly, and used his cultivation to suppress the irritability.

Looking around, Jiang Shan didn't notice the people who came in together this time. He couldn't help but frown slightly, and couldn't help but send out his spiritual consciousness to explore, but just when his spiritual consciousness just left the body, he was forced back into the body by a force.

Jiang Shan couldn't help but frown secretly.

"This place is so suppressive to spiritual consciousness." After thinking for a while, he did not give up directly, but directly used the blade of spiritual consciousness, constantly cutting the resistance around him, but the spiritual consciousness of the country is comparable to that of the Jindan monk.

It can only make the consciousness five meters away from the body and then it can no longer spread at all.

Looking around with a solemn expression, Jiang Shan couldn't help but become cautious. In his opinion, this place had a vaguely strange feeling.

As time passed, Jiangshan slowly moved in this bloody space. He did not dare to use his cultivation power to move quickly. He could only keep walking on his legs. In the past few hours, Jiangshan also felt some weirdness in this blood killing world.

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If you walk deeper here, your murderous intention will become heavier and heavier. However, if you move directly left and right, there will not be much change. Even though you have been wandering around the periphery, Jiangshan's eyes are gradually moving at this moment.

The blood turned red, and there was a trace of murderous intention brewing in his heart.

But at this moment, a wave of cultivation gradually came, which made Jiang Shan's somewhat distracted mind clear up a little, and he immediately walked in the direction of the wave.

Not long after, an extremely bloody scene appeared in front of Jiang Shan. A monk in green robes was standing crazily with a man in brown robes. From the actions of the two, it was not difficult to tell that the two men were witches.

People from the Tube and Wumu tribes.

At this moment, the two people's eyes were filled with endless blood red, filled with murderous intent. Although they were both at the Great Perfection of Qi training, they did not use magical powers and were completely engaged in hand-to-hand combat. They even bit each other in their madness.

Got up.

Jiang Shan watched silently, but did not intervene. He could see that the two people here were completely traumatized by the intention to kill. Now, there is only endless killing intention in their hearts.

He shook his head slowly, and the world gradually faded away. It was not that he was unwilling to save these two people, but that even if he could save them now, they might not be able to leave this place alive. It would be better to die in confusion than that.

It's a relief.

Jiang Shan walked in this bloody world for three days. In the past three days, he saw at least twenty battles. Some of them were battles between two people, but some were melees between seven or eight people. Jiang Shan even saw two battles.

The Wu Yan tribe members were fighting with each other, and they had obviously lost themselves. Jiang Shan tried to rescue the two of them, but the moment Jiang Shan rushed towards them, they both chose to self-destruct!

In the past few days, bloodshot eyes gradually filled Jiangshan's eyes, making Jiangshan faintly on the verge of collapse.

If it weren't for the yin and yang harmonizing effect of Qiankun Qi, Jiangshan probably wouldn't be able to last long.

But at this moment, Jiang Shan stopped after taking a few steps, all because of a monk sitting cross-legged not far in front of him.

This monk was dressed in a golden robe and was from the Wujin tribe. He was originally sitting cross-legged in meditation. When he saw Jiang Shan approaching, his face showed the same surprise as Jiang Shan. He was able to avoid falling into the murderous intention here because he had his own support, but at this moment he saw

Looking at Jiangshan, who was obviously not yet immersed in murderous intent, a strange light gradually appeared in his eyes. Looking at Jiangshan's cultivation in the early stages of foundation building, the light in his eyes gradually turned into greed.

Jiang Shan couldn't help but frown slightly when he looked at the man in front of him. How could Jiang Shan not recognize the light in the man's eyes? However, Jiang Shan had no intention of killing people from the Five Tribes here, so he glanced at him and said nothing, then turned around and left.

"Huh! You want to run now? It's too late!" The cross-legged figure of the man stood up, and ran straight towards the country with a hint of ruthlessness in his eyes. His cultivation was clearly in the late stage of foundation building.

Jiang Shan felt the other party's approach, and couldn't help but be surprised at the other party's cultivation level. It was said that the Wuyan tribe sent monks with weak cultivation levels here this time, and the other tribes should also be similar. However, this man's later cultivation level made Jiang Shan have to wonder.

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But Jiangshan did not hesitate in taking action, and he would never be soft on anyone who dared to take action against him.

He raised his right hand and moved his index finger. Looking at the approaching man in golden robe, Jiang Shan slowly raised his right hand and wanted to kill him directly. In such a strange place, he didn't want to waste more time.

But at this moment, the blood around him trembled and gradually turned into gray. A gray mist gradually rose up around him, gradually blocking Jiangshan's sight.

The golden-robed man who was originally rushing towards the mountains and rivers suddenly stopped in mid-air when the mist appeared.

And Jiang Shan looked at the man in gold robe who suddenly stopped strangely in front of him, his eyes were surprised, but he instantly discovered that his body was unable to move at this moment, and even the Heaven-Bending Finger collapsed at this moment, and his cultivation was reversed.

A mouthful of blood could not help but flow from the corner of Jiang Shan's mouth, and his expression was horrified.

At this moment, the face of the man in golden robe also showed unprecedented fear, staring at the depth of the weapon, as if there was some kind of terrifying existence there.

Time seems to have stopped at this moment...

At this time, in the mist, a large group of figures were moving forward with blood-red light in their eyes. Behind them, there were heads, exuding endless resentment. The expressions on them were all revealing.

There was a feeling of unwillingness, as if he had endured great fear before his death.

"I am Shura, and I live and die on the edge of my palm..." A low murmur, with the power of absorbing souls, kept echoing around.