Chapter 523: The Blood Tongue

　　Something seemed about to emerge from the charred cracks.

　　Lu Fei gripped the jujube wood stick tightly, on high alert.

　　Puchi!

　　With a gush of crimson blood, a red fleshy mass rolled out.

　　"What is this?"

　　Frowning, Lu Fei carefully avoided the blood and nervously watched the strange fleshy mass.

　　The fleshy mass wobbled and gradually unfolded, growing longer and longer.

　　It turned out to be a long, long tongue!

　　The tongue seemed to catch a whiff of something and lunged toward Lu Fei.

　　Sharp, backward-pointing spines protruded from the tip of the tongue.

　　If it licked him, his skin would surely be torn open!

　　Lu Fei felt a chill run down his spine and took steps backward.

　　In the other cracks, something squirmed and rolled out a fleshy ball. The fleshy ball unfolded, extending a long tongue.

　　Several barbed tongues waved like giant seaweed.

　　Bizarre, disgusting!

　　Lu Fei dared not get closer.

　　In this formation, once a wound appeared on the body, it was all over!

　　Lu Fei maintained a certain distance from those tongues and used the jujube wood stick to throw out a bolt of lightning, trying to attack.

　　Boom!

　　The tongues broke, turning into stinking blood water that splashed around, but it wasn't long before new tongues grew back.

　　"We can't attack these blood walls; otherwise, tongues will grow from the cracks, and even after they are severed, they can regrow! Creating such cruel and sinister things, Xuan Yinzi is really an expert!"

　　Lu Fei frowned tightly, moving away from those tongues, and instead looked for other ways to break through.

　　Splash!

　　Blood flowed down the uneven blood walls, pooling into puddles of blood.

　　The pool water bubbled and emitted a strong stench of fishiness.

　　"The blood keeps flowing out, and the water level is gradually rising."

　　Lu Fei felt that the blood was like stomach acid; if he were submerged, he would be corroded until nothing was left.

　　Fortunately, the terrain here was uneven.

　　Lu Fei, suppressing his nausea, climbed up to a high point that resembled a piece of flesh.

　　"Lu Family boy, how does it feel to have your blood drained bit by bit?"

　　The blood wall above writhed, revealing a massive, weathered face, which grinned smugly at Lu Fei.

　　"Not bad at all!"

　　Lu Fei raised his head and looked coldly at the old face.

　　"I'm talking about this formation! Always setting up disgusting things, just like you, completely tasteless!"

　　"Hehehe, you still have the strength to speak, quite tenacious indeed! Sinisterium Pawnshop has many treasures, even I am a bit envious."

　　The smile on the old face was even more excited, his eyes greedily scanning over the gongde cup and the thunder-struck jujube wood stick in Lu Fei's hands.

　　"Very good, the more tenacious one is, the more useful their blood will be! Otherwise, it would not be worth me activating such a powerful formation! But I am truly curious, compared to Lu Qingxuan, who can last longer?"

　　Splash splash!

　　Another round of blood water flowed down along the walls, already accumulating a layer of blood on the ground, with no place to step.

　　"You can't forget a single bout with my grandfather, it seems that you lost!"

　　Standing at a high point, Lu Fei looked straight at Xuan Yinzi's bizarre and disgusting face, showing a mocking smile.

　　The old man's face immediately darkened, his eyes filled with murderous intent.

　　"So what? As long as you die, I win! Boy, you'd better hold on a bit longer and don't waste my efforts!"

　　With that, the old man vanished.

　　Splish splash!

　　Blood flowed like a waterfall, the water level continuously rising, and a thin mist of blood spread around.

　　Protected by the light of the Merit Lamp, Lu Fei was temporarily unaffected by the blood mist and red light.

　　He reached into his backpack and touched the two ugly cloth dolls, but after thinking for a moment, he decided to put them aside for now.

　　This array space was much larger than ten meters.

　　The opportunity to teleport was only once.

　　Now was not the time.

　　In this formation, we must conserve our magical power, otherwise, it won't last long.

　　Looking around at the bloody surroundings, he exhaled a breath of turbid air and simply sat down to think of a way to break the formation.

　　Any formation can be broken as long as you find its array eye.

　　Where would the array eye of this Blood Pool Hell Formation be?

　　Xuan Yinzi must have paid a considerable price to maintain such a powerful formation.

　　If we can't find the formation, then it will come down to who can last longer!

　　Outside.

　　Huzi hid in the shadows, staring at the silent, pitch-black abandoned building, with his right eyelid twitching incessantly.

　　"The boss has been gone for so long and there's still no movement. What's really going on? They say if your left eye twitches, it means wealth; if your right eye twitches, it means disaster... ah, spit, spit!"

　　Huzi slapped himself to forcibly suppress the unease in his heart.

　　"Although that old turtle is cunning, our boss is no pushover either, even if it's just him alone... That damned Xiao Hei, doesn't even come back to report..."

　　He wrestled with his thoughts for a long time, but finally decided to go and check it out.

　　"I won't go into the building, I'll just go over and take a look. If the boss needs help, I'll go in... I heard a noise before, something seemed to have fallen from the building... It's over there..."

　　Hu Zi quietly crept over in the direction indicated.

　　Behind the building, there was a patch of shrubs, which, due to lack of maintenance, had grown particularly dense.

　　"It should be around here..."

　　As Hu Zi approached the shrubs, he suddenly caught a strong smell of blood, the unique scent of fresh blood.

　　His scalp tightened, and he quickly drew his knife and cautiously moved forward.

　　It seemed as if someone was lying among the dense shrubs.

　　"Who is it?"

　　Hu Zi's heart skipped a beat, and he hastily hacked through the shrubs with his knife, only to see a gruesomely shattered body, with blood meandering outwards, pooling in a small mud pit.

　　"It's not the boss!"

　　Hu Zi immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

　　"But isn't this that bastard who plotted against the boss, how did he fall down..."

　　Hu Zi plucked up his courage and approached, intending to examine the body. Just as his knife touched the corpse, a sudden flash of red light appeared, and he was thrown back by an enormous force.

　　He tumbled several times on the ground before barely steadying himself.

　　His skin was scraped raw by the rough ground, leaving many wounds.

　　"What the hell, is it a ghost?"

　　Hu Zi took a deep breath and pushed himself up, eyeing the corpse with suspicion and fear.

　　The corpse remained motionless.

　　"That's strange, the corpse must be haunted! If there's a ghost, it's not a good thing!"

　　Huzi took out another talisman to ward off ghosts and approached the corpse again. This time, he was smarter and stayed two or three meters away before throwing the talisman onto the corpse.

　　Hum!

　　Suddenly, an eerie red light flared up from the corpse.

　　The talisman instantly turned to ashes.

　　"Holy shit! So powerful!"

　　Huzi was alarmed and scared. He picked up several more stones and threw them over.

　　After his probing, he figured out that any object approaching the corpse would be repelled by the eerie red light.

　　"Damn it, even dead, it's so powerful! I need to come up with a plan."

　　Huzi scratched his head in frustration, and suddenly his eyes lit up.

　　"How about I let you taste the flavor of Hu Zi Master's boy pee!"

　　He chuckled, placed a water bottle on the ground, and prepared to unbuckle his belt.

　　At that moment.

　　Behind him, a blood-red shadow silently emerged.