A corner of the crystal was broken into pieces, and the bright red blood-like liquid flowed out like an endless stream, forming a sad and bloody river of blood.
In the dry lake, countless golden fish and sharks died of thirst, and their bodies seemed to be dried and cracked by the blazing red sun in the daytime.
In addition to the creatures in the lake, Bai Lian also found that the corpses of many sect disciples were brutally cut into pieces and dripping in the lake.
No one dares to approach that lake.
Because in the center of the lake, there is a shark that has not yet died of thirst.
A blue fish tail sat forlornly in the mud at the bottom of the lake.
It is Linyuan.
Seeing this scene, Parian couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief.
Sister Lin Yuan is still alive...
Just stay alive.
As long as you are alive, there is hope.
In the deep bottom of the lake, Lin Yuan's face as clear as a flower was already filled with the sadness of hatred, and her beautiful colorful gauze had long been stained by mottled blood.
The whites of her eyes were covered with bright red bloodshot eyes, and she grinded her teeth to suck blood. Her originally handsome eyes were ferocious and red with anger.
Her hands were clasped by two long cold chains, which extended from the bottom of the lake and were nailed to the lake wall.
Even though she lost her mobility and freedom and was bound by chains, no one of the sect disciples around her dared to get close, including Yang Zhao, Huang Kang, and even Wen Yu, whose bodies were charred under the tree.
They looked at the approaching storm all over the mountain, with obvious fear and solemnity in their brows.
If Bai Lian's guess was correct, the corpse of the sect at the bottom of the lake must have been killed while trying to capture her while approaching Lin Yuan.
Although he had never seen Lin Yuan take action, the two people who were valued by Shanfu were Lin Guiyuan and Lin Yuan.
Lin Guiyuan could even shoot Shebishi with two arrows, and Lin Yuan, who could make him call her sister sincerely, was naturally not much weaker than him.
Even at a long distance, with Bailian's eyesight, he could still clearly see that most of the beautiful fish tail scales under Lin Yuan's body had fallen off.
The bright red blood slowly dripped down the tail into the moist soil.
And the thin webs in the palms of her hands were all torn apart, and they looked extremely miserable.
Wen Yu's face was cold and solemn, and he took two steps forward and stood three meters away from the dry lake.
He looked coldly at the shark forest garden in the center of the lake and said, "Aren't you still willing to reveal the whereabouts of the mountain god? That guy Lin Guiyuan is dead. Do you really want me to kill everyone in this mountain?" Only living beings are willing to compromise?”
Lin Yuan's head was lowered, and her dark hair fell down the sides of her pale cheeks. She sneered, "You've got what you want, aren't you satisfied?"
Wen Yu's expression was cold and gloomy.
It's not that he is dissatisfied, but if the mountain god is not eliminated, it will always be a huge hidden danger for him.
Like a thorn in the eye, a thorn in the flesh.
He also could not guarantee that one day in the future, this powerful God of Kongcang Mountain would suddenly make a comeback.
Wen Yu, who has a deep blood debt, will not leave any trouble behind!
Wen Yu's eyes lingered on Lin Yuan's exquisite body, and then said: "If you reveal the whereabouts of the mountain god, submit to me, and voluntarily accept my slave seal, I will let you live! If not, this mountain The evil ghosts and monsters, as long as I give the order, I can tear you to pieces!"
Lin Yuan slowly closed her eyes and sneered: "Kill if you want, why is there so much nonsense!"
Wen Yu looked at Yang Zhao and Huang Kang gloomily.
What was also surprising to Bai Lian was that the two people who were originally arrogant were obviously far more powerful than Wen Yu, but for some reason, they seemed to be following Wen Yu's lead at the moment.
"Don't be impatient. It's just rain. She's a mermaid and can't transform into a dragon when she touches water."
Yang Zhao and Huang Kang smiled at each other as they swayed the wind chimes in their hands. The sound was sad and sharp. Layers of thin halo of enchantment rippled out from the wind chimes, forming a huge, transparent semicircle, which surrounded the outside world. The sound of the wind was intercepted.
Presumably even if it rains heavily later, not a single drop will fall into the lake.
Fish will die of thirst if they leave the water, and the same goes for sharks.
Balian's expression buried in the darkness had already turned cold.
He hid his body in the crowd of corpses, and without anyone noticing in the crowd, he secretly awakened the Yin Tiger in the glazed umbrella and gave it a very clear order with his spiritual mind.
"Roar!!!"
The evil tiger appears!
The roar of the tiger was deafening. The Yin Tiger came from Zhongyou, and its sinister aura was naturally far beyond the comparison of this group of low-level unconscious corpse demons.
A roar with terrifying pressure sounded, and the tide of corpses suddenly fell.
Bailian was not affected by his coercion, but in order to attract attention, he also fell down and fell into the pile of corpses.
The restrained Mr. Meng suddenly raised his head, in disbelief and surprise.
Wen Yu's expression suddenly changed, and he stared in this direction, almost gritting his teeth and saying: "Damn it, how could it be the Yin Tiger Talisman? Did the escaped kid find it again?"
Wen Zhendong was well aware of the terror of the Zhongyou Yin Tiger. He hid behind Wen Yu with a blue face, and his fingers holding the Golden Crow Vine turned white.
Yang Zhao and Huang Kang looked quite calm, and they hung the two wind chimes in their hands on the branches of the tree.
And told Wen Yu: "That kid is looking for death. We don't mind giving him a ride. Although Yinhu is powerful, it will be easier to deal with as long as it kills its host and becomes an ownerless thing. Your Excellency, please pay attention." If anyone approaches these two wind chimes, they will be killed without mercy."
As they spoke, the two of them shot a spell towards their own wind chime. The spell seeped into the wind chime and produced sharp syllables in a very rhythmic manner.
After stabilizing the corpse demon group, the two men held long swords in hand and quickly glanced in the direction of the pile of fallen corpses. After not noticing anything strange, they chased in the direction of Yin Hu.
Wen Yu glanced at the thin curtain in the sky with a gloomy and uneasy expression, and then glanced at the back of Yin Hu running wildly into the jungle deep in the mountains. His fingers kept tapping the Yuan Sword anxiously: "Damn it!"
In his heart, even though the kid named Si Chen proved in front of everyone that he was a disciple of Zhongyou.
But he saw with his own eyes that he knew the Taixuan Spirit Art "Seven Ember Steps" and the "Burning River Sword Art", and he never believed that this kid was just a simple disciple of Zhongyou.
He even vaguely felt that this kid could even spoil him at a critical moment.
Just when Wen Yu was lost in thought, where no one could see the corpses, a ring of fire rolled up under Balian's feet.
"ah……"
Before a woman screamed in terror, a cold palm forcefully covered her mouth. Wen Yu suddenly felt chills all over her body. Without thinking, she pulled out the sword from her waist and turned around to stab.
Bai Lian's Qiu Shui Sword had already been unsheathed, lying across Wen Zhendong's neck.
He had always had a gentle temper, but at this moment, he cut a sliver of skin with the edge of his sword mercilessly.
