"I have just finished practicing [Shennuo Noodles] not long ago, so I would like you two to taste it for me."
Lin Yuanfang said politely, but she had no intention of showing mercy at all. She spread her hands, and the light and shadow around them disappeared. The long black mist that came from nowhere quickly enveloped Luo Yan and Yu Qiushui.
After a while, Luo Yan heard the sound of gongs that sounded like a Caotai opera troupe coming on stage.
Boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom...
As the sound of folk music sounded like that on a stage, the long black mist gradually dispersed, only to see thorns all around, and blood shining under a stone cliff in front of them.
The wind was blowing all around, and in front of the mountains and behind the mountains, among the rocks and thorns, there were bull heads and horses shouting, and evil ghosts and ghosts were weeping and howling.
Not far away, there is a green city. Above the gate, there is a horizontal plaque with the words "Ghost Gate Pass" faintly glowing on it.
This is like the legendary scene of the underworld, looming in the diffuse black fog, and overlaps with the scene of the real town.
It makes your scalp numb and your back cold.
At this time, there was a voice in the air that sounded like a big opera singer, singing in a dramatic tone.
"Wow, you have committed many sins in your lifetime. You should be thrown into the Hell of Sword Mountain and never be reincarnated..."
Yu Qiushui sneered: "Seal superstition and pretend to be gods and ghosts."
But at this moment, the two of them felt like they were falling, and the scenes such as the barren mountains and ridges, the green city and so on just now flew away and disappeared in the blink of an eye.
But below the two of them, there was a stretch of rolling mountains. There was no vegetation growing on the high mountains, but instead there were bright sharp knives stuck in them.
At this moment, figures fell down from Luo Yan and the others and landed on the knife mountain below.
He fell on the mountain and was pierced by sharp knives. He was bleeding profusely and wailing in pain.
But behind, there were ghosts holding steel forks driving them away, making these naked and unclothed people crawl in the forest of knives, screaming and howling.
Their bodies were cut into pieces by thousands of knives, but they still survived and could only bear the pain forever.
That's all. However, every once in a while, sharp knives will fall from the sky, like heavy rain, falling on the Hundred Thousand Knife Mountain, causing the sinners crawling all over the mountain to endure more and greater pain.
A silver light flashed in Luo Yan's eyes, and he realized that the two of them were still standing on the same spot. The scene of the Sword Mountain Hell was like a set of holographic images, so realistic that it was impossible to distinguish them.
But it is an illusion, but this illusion is very scary. Once the two of them really fall on the mountain of knives, or are injured by the rain of knives from the sky, they will be really injured or even die.
This should be the miraculous power of [Black-faced King Yama], which pulls people into the vision of hell. Once they are unable to see through the illusion and are hurt by the vision of hell, they will 'empathize' with it.
Unfortunately, Luo Yan's divine treasure is the nemesis of all illusions.
Immediately, in Luo Yan's eyes, the sword mountain hell suddenly burned with crimson flames.
Once burned by the crimson flames, this illusory and real Sword Mountain Hell was like a beautiful painting falling into the fire, with sparks flickering and turning into ashes.
At the same time, Lin Yuanfang suddenly screamed, but his face was filled with black flames.
Shen Zang, Zhuo Luan!
With a blur in front of his eyes, Yu Qiushui found that he was back to his original place.
Still in the town, with the bright morning light all around, there are no other underworlds and hells on the mountain of swords.
But Lin Yuanfang didn't know why, the black face on his face burned, causing Lin Yuanfang to scream.
However, this Nuo mask was shaped by a secret method and was not a real thing. Although Lin Yuanfang subconsciously wanted to take off the mask, he couldn't get it off by picking at it with his hands.
Seeing this, Yu Qiushui knew that the opportunity could not be missed, so he immediately activated his skills and rushed forward.
Her figure was still light, but for some reason, she made a burst of energy as she advanced, as if she was stepping on an invisible and intangible undercurrent.
Footwork, undercurrent step!
The undercurrent is turbulent, although it cannot be seen, it has a huge impact.
This kind of footwork allows Yu Qiushui to mobilize the power of his whole body, so that he can pour out more and stronger power at the moment of attack!
the other side.
The Nuo opera mask on Lin Yuanfang's face finally disappeared. The muscles on Gou Mang's face were burned red, and there were only two holes left in his nose. His charred gums were exposed to the air, as if he was almost scorched by "scorching madness".
In Luo Yan's field of vision, Lin Yuanfang's qi and blood values dropped significantly, but as he took out an injection and inserted a needle into his neck, his qi and blood values visibly increased again.
"It's so difficult."
Luo Yan sighed sincerely.
At this time, Yu Qiushui arrived.
Clap out with both palms.
Countless waves swirled, and the water swayed. It collapsed inward, and then suddenly shot out like sharp arrows of rapid water!
Lin Yuanfang, who had just escaped from the 'Scorching Delirium', had no time to react before he was pierced by countless water arrows. He flew out and hit a wall.
After hanging there for a moment, it slid down, and thrilling blood stains slid down the wall.
When Lin Yuanfang slid down, Luo Yan could see clearly that Lin's energy and blood were dropping again, and it was obvious that he was seriously injured by Yu Qiushui's blow.
But Yu Qiushui also sat down on the ground. Beads of sweat suddenly appeared all over the woman's body, and her clothes were instantly wet with sweat.
Her whole body was shaking slightly, and she no longer had the strength to stand up.
Yu Qiushui was originally injured, and even though Luo Yan's [Ghost Life] state was mostly cured, it still couldn't compare with his peak state.
After the battle until now, not to mention the profound energy, even the Yuanli has been almost exhausted.
Finally, he couldn't suppress the injury. First he sweated violently, and then blood overflowed from the corners of his nose and mouth.
Luo Yan quickly took out the first aid injection given by Hong Luan, rushed to Yu Qiushui's side, and gave her an injection.
Only then did Yu Qiushui's pale face gain a trace of color.
"You go."
she said suddenly.
"That guy's not dead yet."
"But the injury is not serious. I suffered all the damage from my 'Heavy Rain Pear Blossom' move. Even if I am in the Tongxuan realm, I have to take a few breaths of air."
"You take the opportunity to leave here, report Lin to the superiors, and let the law enforcement team kill him, then you will avenge me."
Luo Yan glanced at her, picked her up, and in a flash, she came to a canteen.
Putting Yu Qiushui on a recliner, Luo Yan said in a deep voice, "Lie here for a while."
"I'll come back after I kill him."
Yu Qiushui was stunned for a moment, watching Luo Yan turn around and walk out of the canteen. His tall and straight figure was bathed in the morning light, as tall as a majestic mountain.
For a moment, Yu Qiushui's eyes were blurred, and he was fascinated.
Luo Yan stepped forward silently.
On the other side, Lin Yuanfang had already gotten up.
In Luo Yan's eyes, his blood value dropped by half.
The Yuanli value is only one-third.
As this part of the energy was consumed, the value of the profound energy that was about to bottom out increased again.
Then, Lin Yuanmang stretched out his hand to cover his ugly and ferocious face, and pulled it down bit by bit, pulling out a red pattern.
A new Facebook is being generated.
At the same time, the superficial veins all over Lin Yuanfang's body have been analyzed!
