The invisible force originated from the resonance of the two knives after they collided, triggering the magnetic force of the twin knives. Before Bai Ya could react, he was pulled by the black scimitar and suddenly pulled hard by a strong attraction. His hand was pulled away from Liu Shenghan, and his whole body was thrown to the stone door again.
A small rock slipped and lightly hit the back of Bai Ya's hand, which was covered with silk clothes. He turned around and found a small gap in the stone pile door. It seemed to loosen a little under the second impact, and the stones were less compact.
A red liquid emerged from the mercury pool, like softer, more transparent mercury.
They surged out of Liu Shenghan's submerged body. Then, they gradually spread into a red blood mist. The blood here flows more slowly and is thicker than when Qi Huan was injured.
"You're bleeding..." Qi Huan hurriedly stuffed the blue amber into Shenghan's hand, "It's okay, it will definitely be okay this time."
"The stone must have broken the bone."
"How can you say such easy things?" Qi Huan squeezed her hand tightly, "Don't you feel pain?"
He didn't know if Poseidon's magical weapon had any effect, but it obviously didn't help him pull Sheng Han out. There was no doubt that she could not get out. Her sinking position had caused the mercury to spread to her chest. The tiny stream of mercury was like the roots of a tree, hooking onto her body and trying its best to grow. There were still blood marks on his chest from that time, and he knew how painful it was.
"The passage over there is open, you go quickly."
"How can we - how can we..."
Qi Huan squeezed Liu Shenghan's hand tightly. Her hand didn't have any warmth - she had always been like this. But I don't know where she got such strength. She slowly pulled her hand out from the fingers of Lan Po and Qi Huan without any hesitation. At this time, another piece of gravel fell down, hitting Liu Shenghan on the head. She screamed softly, and a small string of bubbles leaked from her mouth. Qi Huan looked up at the frantic Chi Long and clenched his fists silently.
Immediately afterwards, he punched the stone pillar behind Shenghan.
Half of the stone pillar exploded in an instant, and the sound was even louder than that caused by the dragon. It seemed to shake the entire Dragon Palace. The stone pillar broke into even smaller fragments, the largest of which was no more than an egg. The gravel flew in all directions quickly, like some kind of overwhelming hidden weapon. They hit Bai Ya, and he protected his head in time. Many more hit the red dragon. It felt pain, or its dignity was challenged. Although its body was still not so obedient, it still hit Qi Huan.
He failed to pull Liu Shenghan out, and the small flow of mercury turned into countless hands, dragging her down viciously.
When Chilong was about to knock Qi Huan away or crush him into a puddle of flesh, Bai Ya grabbed his collar in time and pulled him aside. His expression was a little dazed, and it was obvious that he had not yet been able to accept what was happening. He did not participate in many battles. After coming to Jiutian Kingdom, it was the gathering stage of the main battles in his life. Therefore, he obviously does not possess some of Bai Ya's psychological qualities - some ability to cut off emotional perception during battle. This is probably a quality only warriors have. Maybe Jun Aoyan can do it better than him. You cannot hesitate or be distracted on the battlefield. Even if you are shaken for a moment by the death or heavy damage of a friendly force, you may be the next one to die.
"Don't fucking get yourself involved!"
Even if he just roared like this in his heart, Qi Huan could feel a certain degree of deafening. He lowered his stiff head and looked at the soft blue gem in his hand, as if Liu Shenghan's body temperature still remained on it.
Non-existent body temperature.
Not long ago, she used this thing to save her life. Then he turned his head and opened his eyes wide, showing a terrifying innocence. As if questioning, he suddenly grasped both sides of Bai Ya's wrists tightly.
"Why not save her?"
Bai Ya slapped him.
Whether the slap was gentle or severe, Qi Huan felt that he had hit her hard. But this time, he finally woke up a little and realized what a stupid question he just said.
A question he knew the answer to.
At this moment, the cracked door began to vibrate, and the vibration gradually became stronger, as if something was approaching from far away. This was no illusion, they knew, because the roar of something became clear as well.
Another giant cyan dragon broke through the door. fate
It is slightly larger than the Red Dragon, its eyes are equally ferocious, and its appearance is slightly different from the Red Dragon, but they are both dragons after all. In other words, these dragons guarding the Dragon Palace each occupy a place in the palace, and there must be another dragon stationed behind another door. Qinglong squeezed in completely, probably noticing the strange movement here. Since they destroyed the isolation door, perhaps they violated its territory. The Dragon Palace itself may not be of this structure, but it underwent a new transformation after being occupied by the Dragon Clan.
The two dragons stirred up the flow of sea water, and the two of them tried their best to grab everything in front of them. The red dragon looked very abnormal. At this moment, it was out of control again. Even the arrival of its kind did not change it at all. Qinglong originally came for the intruders. But just before it pounced, the red dragon suddenly crashed into it, its sharp fangs scraping off a row of green dragon's scales, and blood spilled out. Bai Ya and Qi Huan took the opportunity to pass through the doorway piled with rubble and hid on the other side.
Qi Huan used the light of the blue amber to scan the area and found nothing unusual.
"Let's go quickly, it's not a good place to stay for a long time."
Bai Ya was about to pull Qi Huan away when the dragon roar behind him suddenly became sharp. The sudden high-pitched sound is like the roar of an unknown beast, which looks like a dragon but not a dragon. They turned around and saw the red dragon through the spacious hole, like a loach exposed to the sun, curling up, stretching, and repeating, as if fighting an invisible enemy. The green dragon didn't know whether it was angered by it or trying to help it. In short, it didn't chase the two people who escaped.
Suddenly, a large amount of blood spurted out from Chilong's mouth. This mouthful of blood was more than the blood in any human's body combined. Blood mixed with sea water entered Qinglong's nostrils, and it looked a little surprised and confused. It did not approach the red dragon, but retreated further. Immediately afterwards, more foreign objects poured out from the red dragon's mouth, but it was a pure black thing. I don't know what it was, like a special kind of dust or smoke, slowly spreading in the sea, creating a special outline. Come. It did not spread away and desalinate in the seawater as before. Although at this time, both of them felt that this area of the sea was separated by a faint red color. I wonder if it was an illusion.
The black dust mist also formed the shape of a dragon, almost as big as the green dragon. Qinglong roared like a demonstration, and the scales and hairs on his entire face exploded. His face was ferocious and ferocious. But the red dragon's eyes were clearly distracted, and its entire body became shriveled and collapsed, resembling a string of snake sloughs, and the terrifying string of black smoke was the real body.
Then came the second puff of smoke, and the third puff of smoke.
Qi Huan suddenly felt trembling. He felt a strong sense of unease, a sense of the future. So far this feeling has not gone wrong. He pulled Bai Ya back and forth, getting further and further away from the door. In the end, the two retreated to a place where even the doorway seemed very small, and they could only see a little bit of the picture.
Suddenly, the crystal wall cracked.
The splashing crystals made a special shattering sound in the water, and the two of them were thrown back a certain distance by the impact of the water flow. When they raised their heads against the broken crystal slag, what they saw made them freeze into two sculptures.
The smoke in the red dragon's mouth is still spreading, and more black dragons are taking shape. Some squeezed out from the side of its shapeless grin, and some emerged from the dragon's mouth formed by the black mist, forming new dragon shapes. Many huge black monsters were increasing in number in a terrifying form, like division. The scene was so terrifying that one could not speak, and Qi Huan even felt a strange nausea in his stomach. Several black mist dragons rushed towards the green dragon like crazy in the water, scrambling for the first place, wrapping and tearing it tightly like wide and long black belts. The two of them couldn't see what was going on in the black mist at all.
"What happened to the dragon?"
Qi Huan pointed in the direction of Chilong. The space here is much wider than the previous one, and they are far away. Although there is no cover, the red dragon looks very small. I wonder if it is related to it becoming weak. Is it dead? The two of them didn't know clearly and didn't dare to step forward rashly. It slowly floated down from a high place, its speed was very slow and its body was very soft. It was not as soft as cotton, but rather stiff, as if a branch had been broken into several sections, not completely separated, but just barely connected by the bark. Soon, a sharp object broke out from its abdomen, and the end of the thing seemed to be glowing. The glimmer of light only flashed for a moment, and a dark crack exploded from the red dragon's white belly. Something burst out of it, leaving a red trail. The thing itself is also red and looks small from a distance. After gliding for a while at a speed faster than the red dragon's fall, they could see that it seemed to be the outline of a human being.
Then, the crimson blood drifted backwards like a cocoon, and the shadow of the person broke out of the cocoon.
Walking towards him was the calm and composed Lord Shuoyue. He didn't seem to have experienced a battle, and he didn't expend any energy. In fact, his body was spotless, let alone blood, not even a grain of sand hung on his clothes.
"What's wrong?" He wiped the magic pestle with his sleeve, then looked up at the two of them, "You look like you've seen a ghost."
"you……"
"By the way, this Demon-Subduing Pestle... is indeed a good thing." He looked at it from side to side, with a feeling that he couldn't put it down. "When fighting, it will guide you and give you some martial arts knowledge... and some demon-subduing techniques. The devil’s onmyoji.”
Bai Ya took it and Lord Shuangyue continued:
"Hmm... It seems that my guess is correct. After leaving the Demonic Pestle, I immediately forgot and lost the methods of using Yin and Yang... I know most of the martial arts, and it is not obvious, but it does help. I do my best. I also know a little bit about Onmyoji, but I have forgotten how to use some of the ones I just used. I just remember knowing how to use them. Presumably, the martial arts that do not belong to one person will be lost along with it. Come on, Lend me a little more."
Bai Ya originally planned to return the hot Demon-Sealing Blade to him quickly, but he didn't expect that he would say this. So Bai Ya handed the Demon-Conquering Pestle back again with a strange look in his eyes.
Qi Huan said: "That sounds like a good thing."
But something in his mind was not here.
