When Shi Wuqi caught up, the second change occurred.
First of all, this is definitely not a good thing - whether it is a stronger miasma or a slight shaking of the earth, it does not seem to be a good sign. He saw the arguing figures from a distance. He covered his mouth and nose and quickened his pace, seizing the opportunity to push Mu Wan away. He took advantage of the situation and tripped Tang He, 10% unintentional and 90% intentional. It should be said that his breath was difficult to discern in the miasma, and his footsteps were drowned in the roar of the earth, so Tang He failed to detect him. When the gust of wind roared past, he almost fell into the mire. But he was lucky enough, and the tremor of the ground happened to pull him back at that time. If he was one step earlier and one step later, the scene would be ugly.
This restlessness was caused by mountains and seas. He recited a spell and threw the wooden beads bracelet into the quagmire nearby. The moment it fell in, something with mud "caught" it and swallowed it. The ripples emerged with uneven curves, like tiny insects crawling under the mud. Shan Hai guessed that it was some kind of ancient rune that emerged as a response to acceptance.
Immediately afterwards, the "wood" melted into the bottomless swamp, and the vision happened again. The tremor at this time was different from before. Previously, the entire ground was shaking, but now it is more inclined to some kind of "vibration", a vibration caused by external objects rather than internal shaking. Shi Wuqi pushed Mu Wan back to the direction of the master and apprentice, came to his senses, and looked at the black figure under the miasma with vigilance.
There is a touch of red around the black figure.
"Oh, I almost thought you were going to fall in."
"where have you been?"
Rather than asking, it was more like questioning Kuchtsuki-kun, "Who told you to go where?" or "How dare you make decisions on your own?"
"It's nearby. Nothing found. Everything here is the same. I guess you need to sacrifice something to remove the seal. The old-fashioned formation always likes to use bloody rituals to make up for the lack of spells."
Tang He didn't bother to ask if he was also counted as one of the "sacrifice" candidates. The eyes of the two groups of people were still sharp, but the whistling sound seemed to be getting clearer and clearer, and the thing that caused the vibration was getting closer. In the distance, there was a thick black smoke that groaned hoarsely, as if it was approaching here.
"How did you...?"
"The barrier was broken by that guy." Shi Wuqi glared at them, "What are you doing? Who cares about longevity?"
"...We were looking for a way to break the formation and used Mu Xiang."
Dai Luan followed Shan Hai's words and said: "He guessed that this place is Shangmen or Xiumen."
"I think the seal contains information about the Nine Palaces and Bagua Formation. But how can you be sure?"
"The door in the center with the strongest seal cannot be opened, so the door must be at the border. Looking at the terrain, we are walking through two Yang Yao."
"Two Yang Yao?"
They looked toward the approaching black smoke. The mass of black was mixed with white, forming a wave of strange colors. If you look closely, they are all Yin soldiers holding weapons and wearing armor. Some may have crawled out of the swamp, with disgusting mud stains on their bodies, and some may have been dispatched from nowhere, or they may even be generated out of thin air. Not only the ground, but also a burst of stagnant smoke and dust above, as if the air was black.
"Have you ever wondered why they come from somewhere else?"
When Shi Wuqi questioned him, Shan Hai had an obscure answer in his mind. He knew that he might have made a mistake.
"Because there are no corpses in the swamp here." Wu Qi raised his voice, "Although my spiritual power has been deprived... But I can feel that there are no bones and nothing in the ground. Why? Because this place is not suitable for burials, but it is It’s time to fight and travel!”
"So this is... Gen Palace, Shengmen?!"
Qian is connected three times, Kun is broken six times, the bowl is shaken upward, the bowl is covered by Gen, the middle part is empty, the middle part is full, the upper part is missing, and the lower part of the Xun is broken.
"Because the torii gate is standing in the center of the first line of Kangong...that is the Yin line."
"……ah."
Major General Shan Haihai's surprise was written directly on his face. But it all makes sense. The birth door belongs to earth, and is suppressed by wood, which makes it unlucky. But why? This shows that the door when they first entered was actually due north, not the northwest door... How come the torii gate stands at the end of the gate? What sense does this make?
The limited time did not allow him to think too much. If you want to escape from this place, you must break through the siege. Shi Wuqi still looked at Lord Xianyue fiercely, but the latter looked indifferent. Wuqi asked:
"You forcibly broke the seal and broke through the barrier. As an impermanent person in the Six Paths, have you not considered the consequences of doing so?"
"What does that matter?" He said calmly.
"You didn't think about destroying the door, how could you get out?"
"There must be a road before the car reaches the mountain, Mr. Shi." Lord Xueyue said with contempt, "Are you afraid? If you lose the ability to lead Baigu, you have no other options?"
"Can I interpret it as you looking down on me?" Wu Qi mocked, "I don't think you, a monster, should be at a loss because you have lost all your monster power?"
It's never a good idea to argue here. The Yin soldiers were so close that they could hear the neighing of the war horses. Those horses, like their owners, were either white bones or half rotten, with worms almost crawling out of their hollow eye sockets. The leading cavalryman wielded a gaping sword and attacked Shi Wuqi ferociously from the side. The moment he raised the knife back, he pushed it out with the side of his hand without changing his gaze. There was an invisible huge wall in the trance, and it was pushed in that direction. The cavalry smashed themselves into pieces, and the bones and horses turned into rough dust and scattered backwards.
Tang He noticed that the corners of Lord Xueyue's mouth raised slightly. The expression was a little stiff, and the smile was a little insincere. But he did smile, more formally and more surly than any mocking smile he had ever seen before.
Mu Wan ran forward and picked up the chipped knife, and Shi Wuqi told her: "I'll handle it here. You go first, and I will catch up later." Of course Mu Wan knew the weight of this sentence. She nodded, cut off the next skeletal arm and took the rusty sword with her other hand. She turned around and threw the sword to Shan Hai and the others, trying to cut a way out. Tang He immediately passed the two men and chased after him, but Shi Wuqi did not stop him.
"very good……"
Kuchugetsu-kun's accent makes it difficult to understand the intention. He rolled up the loose sleeves of his yukata and pinned them above his elbows. The excessively white skin color is reminiscent of a patient who has not seen the sun all day long, as if his life is not long. Without his demon power, his scarlet nails that clearly belonged to a demon were exposed. His face seemed to be sharper, and his cheekbones were not so wide, but showed a kind of softness. Perhaps his usual masculine image was also deliberately maintained. If he hadn't gotten closer now, Shi Wuqi wouldn't have felt strange.
He disappeared suddenly, like a ball of fire blown by the wind. But Wu Qi's eyes could see that he rushed into the formation, his slender but extremely powerful hands penetrated the bodies and armor of several Yin soldiers, and scattered them as easily as breaking through several layers of dry bark. . He finally stabbed through a rusty breastplate, grabbed someone's spine, and pulled out a complete piece of bone. By the time they were grasped in their hands, they had been crushed into broken bones. This place was already within the confines of a swamp, but before his body sank, he rolled backwards, stepped on someone's helmet, and escaped from the formation in a red arc. He pulled out a spear with one hand, and a Kick it in the direction of Wu Qi.
It was a provocation, but he ignored it. Shi Wuqi turned on the spot to weaken the momentum of the spear, grabbed the spear body with one hand and drew a fan shape. The skeletons were neatly cut off at the waist, and there was a crisp crackling sound. Although there is no need to rely on the help of any magic, he can defeat the enemy with his bare hands. Their arms were constantly penetrating, crushing, and beating. Sometimes human tissue that has not yet decayed or is half decayed is touched. Granted, it was a bit disgusting, and the sound it made was even less pleasant. However, the decomposition that the Dead Man Bog can achieve is limited. They still retain the characteristics of blood and internal organs, as if the soldiers were rotten when they came here, and they have been maintained like this. The blood is bright red, and some brain matter is still white. Lord Xueyue easily crushed a complete head and threw a complete pelvis towards Shi Wuqi with his other hand. The latter raised his arm and slashed it open with his knife. Like a piece of tofu falling on the sharp blade, it was naturally split into two.
This chaos lasted for who knows how long, and they had no intention of stopping. Only when the surrounding vision became wider and each other's breathing became rapid and clear, did they realize that there was nothing left to fight. It is not so much a confrontation as a unilateral crusade, with two camps, one person in each. The time and energy spent seems to be worth it, but also seems to be in vain.
In the end, the two men, covered in bright red, seemed to be reborn from the blood. The two bodies covered by the red liquid were slightly arched, their eyebrows lowered, and their breathing was dangerously disordered. Is this really the case? No one knew that this bloody killing made them feel that they were truly "alive". A "life" built on piles of corpses, on abandoned armor, and on the "deaths" of countless losers. It was so vivid, so penetrating, like two pairs of eyes that were literally glowing.
The two enemies were so close that their backs were almost touching. Excessive miasma filled their lungs and numbness spread to their limbs and bones. Shi Wuqi tried to move his fingers, but they were a little stiff. This was really bad news. But he had no doubt that Lord Kutsutsuki was in the same situation. The fangs under his red lips may be as sharp as his nails, shining with a cold light, just like their hungry wolf eyes under the moonlit night. The thing to fill this emptiness no longer exists, and the gap of desire-the gap of murderous desire is always difficult to fill.
"It is a great honor for me to see the skills of the Hundred Skeleton Master."
"It's ridiculous. After understanding your grace, Shi Mou is willing to be defeated."
Both men's voices were unusual. Shi Wuqi vaguely felt that it was miasma or a temporary change in voice caused by overwork. Lord Kutsutsuki's voice may have been neutral originally, just like his appearance, which may have been corroded by the miasma.
To the east of the Sheng Gate is the Shang Gate, which is also one of the evil gates. The five elements belong to wood.
Mu Wan and Dai Luan's weapons can no longer be used. They have been corroded by miasma all year round and are already very brittle. The advantage is that it has the same effect in the hands of those skeleton soldiers, and Dai Luan's method saves weapons. After escaping pursuit, they ran a long way to confirm they had reached safety - temporarily. Besides, there is more than one danger.
"What are you doing here?"
Tang He raised his knife, his momentum unabated. His blade was in pristine condition, almost untouched. Mu Wan thought that it was the three of them who opened the way, but the smell of blood on Tang He's body was enough to explain the truth.
"Ask us?" Dai Luan raised her head, "Why are you chasing us?"
Mu Wan said at the same time: "It's none of your business!"
After that, she threw the useless knife into the swamp nearby. Shan Hai grabbed the handle of the knife and almost cut his hand. Half of the blade was submerged in the bubbling mud, and he pulled it back. He noticed that the quagmire where the blade was immersed was filled with tiny bubbles, like boiling, and like small pustules clustered together, which made people feel sick.
"Don't mess around." He lowered his voice, "Wounding the door belongs to wood, and metal will cause disaster."
