"Are you crazy?! This tree is transformed from the core of the Yinxu Valley. Its thousands of roots are connected to the earth's wild fires in all directions, so it is always cold and snowy but the flames are endless.
This flame can burn heaven and earth, immortals and demons. Do you want to force your soul into your body by forcing it to dry up? ! "
In response to Ji Yu's anxious roar, Bailian's eyes were burned into a red color with no pupils visible, and burning blood drops kept dripping ferociously from his eye sockets.
He endured the burning pain in his internal organs, and his voice was hoarse due to the fire and it was difficult to hear:
"How can I not accept the generous gift that she has prepared with all her painstaking lies?"
Bailian raised his head and looked deeply at Ji Yu with red eyes. His eyes, whose pupils were completely blurred, gave people an inexplicable feeling of extreme madness: "Whether you are dead or alive, you will know with one try."
Ji Yu is not an innocent person, and the story of his desire for nirvana is only spread in books.
What's more, Shu Ci's watertight city.
Either don't make a move, and since the layout has been laid out, how can it leave a glimmer of hope for people.
Balian's move was not gambling, but risking his life!
Is it possible that underneath his seemingly calm appearance, his heart was already shattered and shattered, causing him to lose all hope?
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The sky with fallen snow was pitch black, as if pressing down on the earth, and the horizon in the distance was pitch black, compatible with the darkness.
There was the smell of death and decay in all directions, and as far as the eye could see, there was no way out.
Dark night, white snow.
Shu Ci walks in a collapsed world. If Bai Lian were here right now, he would find it.
Except for the flame barrier formed by the Crimson Cherry Tree, the entire Yinxu Valley has been completely alienated.
In the mist of the dark forest, there seemed to be countless strange eyes peeping around.
On the surface of the earth, thick trees, and rocks, sculptures like wax statues began to condense and emerge, all as white as corpses.
'They' have eyes but no beads, and their eyes are empty and lifeless, as if they have just crawled ferociously into the human world from the jelly of hell.
However, the lower half of the body is always integrated with natural objects such as the earth, thick trees, and rocks, making it difficult to grow legs and run freely.
They stare at this world silently, their beadless eyes looking blankly, making people unable to feel the existence of any gaze.
There are as many white wax sculptures as bamboo shoots in the mountains and forests, and it only takes one stick of incense to walk in the valley.
This dead white color is dotted in this darkness like some kind of scab, densely packed and spreading to the endless field of vision.
Although the solidified white wax sculpture's trunk limbs are in a state of struggling to rise.
But although the auras emanating from their bodies were strange, Shu Ci couldn't feel the aura of any living souls in them.
Without a soul, it is just a dead thing that cannot move.
Shuci walked slowly, and the white wax sculptures looked vacantly, with different postures, and different expressions of indifference, anger, sadness, and joy.
Their eyes did not fall on Shu Ci, and the strange and strange vision Shu Ci felt in this dark forest did not seem to originate from these things.
She walked in the depths of darkness for another moment, feeling chills coming from her body for no apparent reason. The wind penetrated her bones and took away the warmth from her body like a cocoon.
Shu Ci paused and turned around with cold eyes.
The group of white wax statues with different expressions behind her started to look at her from unknown time.
Those countless faces with different expressions and empty eyes all turned into one direction and one expression, staring at Shu Ci.
The sadness and joy on their faces turned into hatred and greed, as if some dirty soul was trying to crawl out from those eyes without eyes.
Gradually, under Shu Ci's gaze, those wax figures gradually began to have eyes that laughed like insects and flies.
Shu Ci stared and frowned, her eyes turning dark blue for a moment. In the field of vision of the magic pupil, she saw that strands of wind as white as spider silk were uncontrollably floating out of her body, and thousands of them were sucked into her body. Among the dead white wax figures behind him.
After absorbing the soul breath from her body, it actually contributed to the birth of the undead here.
Shu Ci's eyes suddenly turned violent, and all nine tails behind her rose up wildly, their demonic aura rising to the sky.
The qi machine like a wind sickle chopped the wax statues that were born in various places into pieces.
Those fragments withered one after another, and as soon as they landed on the ground, the earth burned with scorching Yin vein fire.
The wax statue fragments fell into it and quickly dissolved into liquid under the high temperature.
A large amount of liquid flowed and merged, rolling and struggling like a huge ball of mud, and finally condensed into a huge dead white wax statue.
Looking at the facial features of the wax figure, they are exactly the same as those of the ghost and immortal Suiyou.
Shu Ci knew that the ghost immortal Suiyou was dead, but the Yinxu Valley and his soul had been complementary for thousands of years, and the aura and consciousness of this valley were very similar to his.
Not to mention, in that dead realm, the body of Guixian Suiyou was completely devoured.
Now the Yinxu Valley has been completely activated and turned into a huge walking corpse that is not a single entity.
Even if he has his own consciousness, in the end, he still cannot get rid of the obsession of Guixian Suiyou.
Even the undead spirits that grew out of the dirt and decay actually looked like him.
With the help of Shu Ci's power, the huge wax figure finally broke free from the shackles of its original body and gave birth to legs and feet.
'It' slowly got up and stared greedily at Shu Ci's face.
There was a silly smile on his face, like a child seeing delicious food.
The mouth was grinning like a waning moon, and it was clearly a body of solid white wax, but green mucus was constantly dripping from the mouth.
As the soul aura in his body was being swallowed up by this space, Shu Ci did not show any signs of anxiety or fear on his face.
The color flowing out of her strange eyes became even more profound and unpredictable.
"What a stubborn and annoying face."
A jet-black fairy tail brushed across her palm, and she suddenly pulled out an ancient silver sword from the black air.
The edge of the sword reflects the snow, a very beautiful picture.
The light of the sword floated like meteors in the sea of snow. She once cut off its tail and forged weapons to imprison the dark dragon. She once controlled the demon soldiers and defeated thousands of calamities.
A qi machine turned into a sword, and the sword fell into the palm, without any magical power at all.
She just held the sword and drew it.
It's simple to the extreme, but also terrifying to the extreme.
Even this valley, where consciousness was born, could not help but feel fearful and violent earthquakes.
A sword was handed out, an extremely simple movement and behavior, and even half of the demonic power and devilish energy could not be used.
Thousands of bright and white sword lights burst out from her hands, and each sword light was magnificent and vicissitudes of life.
Like the longitude and latitude lines that connect the heaven and the earth, the huge wax statue is sewn and imprisoned with the heaven and the earth.
Shu Ci's figure disappeared from the spot, and the next moment, he appeared in front of the giant out of thin air.
She expressionlessly slashed the sword in her hand, and the extremely long sword light cut open the giant wax figure's eyes.
Two green beads burst out and were cut in half.
The soul breath in the giant wax statue's eyes was completely extinguished, even though the yin fire in the earth was burning fiercely, and the extremely high temperature distorted the air.
However, the giant wax figure passed by the countless sword lights was like amber that had been frozen in place, showing no signs of melting.
The pale wax figures growing out of the remaining boulders on the mountain wall instantly became crazy.
They ignored their dry bodies and struggled violently with their hands.
Solid's mouth opened wide, revealing pitch-black abyss, frantically sucking the energy from Shu Ci's body.
The expression on Shu Ci's face was still indifferent. She brushed the blade of the sword with her fingertips, turned around and swung the sword, and the sword energy that could imprison the power of heaven and earth burst out and splashed out like spring rain.
Passing through the bodies of each wax figure, they all froze their bodies like ice, frozen forever.
The wind in the valley was changing rapidly, like invisible and ferocious hands, constantly tearing at Shu Ci's body.
Shu Ci's eyebrows were cold, and a tail suddenly poked out, waving hard into the dark void.
The wind breath around him, like a ghost haunting him, instantly shattered into mottled and hidden shadows.
Shu Ci's body floated to the ground in the valley. She looked down indifferently, looking at the black mud under her feet that was about to move but was afraid of it.
She sneered, clenched the sword in her hand, raised her arm and swung a sharp edge.
A seemingly random sword strike left a cut of a hundred feet deep in the earth.
The cracked sword edge spread all the way from her feet to the outside of the mountain.
A mountain moved right in front of her and was split into two halves.
The cracks in the earth at Shu Ci's feet and the split mountain, the marks of the split sword were like deep scars.
A large amount of black fishy liquid splashed out.
After this valley was activated and turned into a walking corpse, it even took on the most basic characteristics of human beings.
The grass and trees in this mountain are stripped of their hair and beards, the earth is like skin and flesh, and the mountains and rivers are like limbs.
She split the ground and split the mountain with her sword, just like cutting into a living person's body.
The black liquid gushing out is exactly the blood flowing from the wound in Yinxu Valley.
In the huge crack, you can see magma-like liquid rolling inside.
The Integration Valley trembled as if it felt severe pain, like a sleeping ancient behemoth that had suffered a heavy blow and was awakened.
The dark and soft ground, like the flesh of some evil creature, began to squirm, and white fibrous grasses as dense as dandelions began to grow.
Those slender grasses had a waxy texture, twisting one by one under her feet, and thinly wrapped around Shu Ci's ankles, which were not wearing shoes and socks.
The cold and smooth touch was like a snake, sliding up her ankle.
Through the slender, cold white soft grass, there was no change in the air around him.
But Shu Ci's soul instantly trembled with shivers, as he had been traveling all this way.
The amount of guiding information secretly sent out to her by Ruoyouruowu in the Yinxu Valley suddenly became huge, weird and intense.
When Shu Ci lowered his eyes indifferently, he saw the wildly growing white beard grass like spring grass, like water bugs and earthworms twisting crazily.
In less than a moment, the entire land seemed to be covered with a layer of snow-white felt, densely packed with thousands of tiny white insects squirming like earthworms.
The subtle squirming and entangled sounds are superimposed by thousands of people, but the sound is extremely terrifying, just like the vibration of earth veins.
Those slender hair-like snow-white velvet grasses touched the skin of Shu Ci's ankles, and quickly drilled out small red holes, and drilled out thin snakes one after another between her snow-white and smooth skin. Traces on the surface of the soil.
In less than a moment, Shu Ci's calves looked like they were covered with ivy and were covered with meridians.
Shu Ci's face turned cold and he snorted coldly: "What a whimsical idea."
Severe pain was tearing at her feet, but her face showed no emotion at all, and her eyes were like a deep sea without waves.
She raised the sword in her hand, just like cutting away the branches and weeds tangled between the clothes on the roadside.
Sen Han's sword light passed by, and the white velvet tentacles were easily cut off.
And the meridians that were running wildly between the calves, bulging like blue and purple, shriveled up in an instant.
From the tiny red spot on his ankle, the black corpse energy was expelled from the body.
The strong wind picked up her plain robe, and the tail of her robe covered her feet.
Faintly visible, those fine red dots of blood have disappeared, and no scars can be seen.
Shu Ci stood still and did not move. The sound of the wind blowing towards her seemed to contain the greedy and crazy whispers of a filthy soul.
She smiled coldly, with a hint of sarcasm in her eyes, "You are just a dirty soul that just emerged from the ditch, and you dare to touch me at will?"
At Shu Ci's feet, the white velvet grass that had penetrated into her body unpreparedly and been cut off was withering rapidly.
In the endless sea of white velvet flowers, there are countless 'human' faces.
The stamens and branches supported the human faces. They opened their pure white eyes, and thousands of eyes simultaneously looked at Shu Ci standing in the center of the sea of flowers.
"They" all opened their mouths, and all kinds of weird syllables sounded like birds and beasts coming out of their mouths.
"Ah... ah... uh uh... babble babble…"
Each face was uttering strange syllables with different tones and making unknown strange screams.
It seems to be making a weird and meaningless threat.
But Shuci knew that they were not threatening, but imitating her words.
These 'things' have consciousness and can communicate with her through the unique ability of the Yinxu Valley to generate information.
But 'they' were obviously more greedy than Shu Ci imagined.
'They' are imitating her tirelessly, trying to learn human language.
'They' opened their mouths wide, babbling for a long time, under Shu Ci's cold gaze.
The completely out of sync syllables in 'their' mouths gradually became single and neat.
The snow shakes the wind at night, and the cold moon is like frost.
In the end, the weird syllables in the mouths of these 'human faces' turned into a slightly jerky but extremely clear language. The voices they spoke at the same time were like the wind blowing from a strange magical cave.
"Mohe Shuci, nice to meet you."
Yinxu Valley inherited the consciousness of Guixian Suiyou, so naturally he knew her information very clearly.
In just one sentence, Shu Ci could hear their strong desire to devour her.
