When Qian Yunsheng watched all the members of the Demon Sect, including Gong Xiaoyue, completely disappear into the horizon, his face gradually darkened.
The fact that the witch knew his location was like a thorn in his heart.
This also made him understand that if he could not completely eliminate the other party. Then maybe at any unknown time or place in the future, I will have to face the shadow-like threat of the witch.
"I just have to give it a try!"
Qian Yunsheng looked back at the depths of the blood coffin, and then at the direction where the witch was chasing.
He knew that although there was no figure of the witch in the distance at this moment, with the opponent's speed and the fact that he was without the help of Hu Yixian and others, he would probably be caught up by the opponent soon.
So he took a deep breath for the last time, jumped off the altar without hesitation, and walked towards the depths of the blood coffin.
With a "boom", Qian Yunsheng stepped into the range of the blood coffin with one foot. He felt his eyes darken, and suddenly his eyes seemed to be filled with a sticky, thick blood.
It felt like countless monster blood with a fishy smell was being poured in unstoppably into his mouth and nose. What's even more frightening is that there seems to be powerful thoughts of killing, madness, and cruelty in the blood, and they are also rushing towards his consciousness.
"Death, death, death..."
"Kill, kill, kill..."
The desire for killing and the despair of life were like whispering, shouting crazily in Qian Yunsheng's ears all the time.
Even this shout can make Qian Yunsheng's originally extremely strong spirit gradually blur, and it feels as if he is about to completely melt into the boundless blood and killing.
"No!!!"
Qian Yunsheng shouted loudly and raised a seemingly inconspicuous stone in his right hand.
The stone is covered with black, crystalline water ripples that look like it has been burned by fire, and numerous cracks that seem to break apart if touched.
But it is such an inconspicuous black stone, but now it seems to be a miracle, with white light radiating from the gaps in the stone.
These lights were so soft and elegant, but they extremely firmly separated the influence of the blood coffin, completely covering Qian Yunsheng in it.
It turns out that this seemingly inconspicuous stone is a protective object obtained by a group of demon sect members who jointly sacrificed to the blood coffin. Now it has become a stone that Qian Yunsheng dared to break into the depths of the blood coffin alone. of trust.
Therefore, despite the inconspicuous appearance of this stone, it looks like it has been roasted by a fierce fire, revealing crystallized water ripples and folds. Don't look at the dense cracks on this stone, as if it will fall apart if you drop it lightly.
If someone has a little bit of discernment, they will find that the color and texture of this stone are exactly the same as the material on the huge and thick blood coffin.
Even the miraculous white light that shone on the stone came out with traces of thunder-like electric light. All of them showed that this stone had been baptized by thunder and lightning for a long time, but it still did not break into a pile of powder.
But for Qian Yunsheng, it was still difficult to reassure him with just such a small stone.
After all, he has just entered the blood hall at this moment, if he goes deeper, he will be in trouble. He had clearly seen countless shadows like human figurines existing densely around the blood coffin.
Even looking at these shadows can make his scalp tingle, not to mention that he will have to deal with these human figurines and witches for a while.
Therefore, in addition to holding the inconspicuous stone in one hand, he held a leaf tightly with the other hand. It seems that this leaf is an important basis for him to enter this huge and dangerous place in the outer world.
But just when Qian Yunsheng struggled to go deep into the blood coffin, the witch's moans seemed to be like countless wandering ghosts crying and moaning together, with a hint of temptation and sneer. into his ears and said:
"What conspiracy are you playing, my little darling?"
"Don't you know that no matter how hard you struggle, you will eventually become my prey? Don't you know that everything you do now, no matter how much you win, will only be fulfilled for me in the end."
"You are like that mouse that can only crawl around in the dark holes. When you have been busy all autumn. I'm afraid you never thought that one day I would stand on top of your head and dig into your dirty mouse holes. Dig it up and take away all the food you have stored in it.”
"I'm really curious. What kind of expression will you show at that time?"
"Will you beg? Will you cry? Or will you run away desperately and fearlessly? What you may not know is that every inch of land under your feet that you can escape from is actually a prison that I have marked for you long ago. It’s just a cage!”
Qian Yunsheng listened to the witch's faint and swaying voice, as if it had infinite magic power, and kept drilling into his ears.
However, it is obvious that Qian Yunsheng has extremely rich experience in fighting with the witch. In addition to being immune to the witch's unsatisfactory words, he has also long been immune to the witch's desire to use such interference to slow him down. He has his own way of dealing with it.
Therefore, when he began to feel that the demonic voice of the witch was getting louder and louder, he did not hesitate to whisper in his heart: "Ask the Heart Bead!"
Then there was a "clang" sound, and the Wenxin Bead was gently tapped inside his body, and wisps of faint golden light were seen rising from the Wenxin Bead.
This faint golden light is not very blazing, but it is accompanied by the round after round of Zen singing of the Wenxin Pearl. It was as if Qian Yunsheng's body was bathed in sunlight, and Qian Yunsheng even felt a hint of warmth.
Not only that, even when the witch obviously got closer and closer, and the magic sound became more and more penetrating.
In order to resist the witch's magic sound, the golden light in Qian Yunsheng's body also became more and more rotating. The rotation was as if the golden light in his body had turned into a spiral vortex.
Even on the vortex wall of this vortex, it is as if there are threads of light as thin as a finger, slowly gathering together along the vortex, and then turning towards the Questioning Heart Bead in the lowermost Dantian.
Not only that, the speed of these finger-thick golden ropes will become faster and faster as they get closer to the Wenxin Pearl.
And due to the surge in speed, it was like a spring, slowly compressing the golden rope condensed by the rotation into flat plates.
However, these seemingly flat golden discs are actually all condensed into huge Buddhist mantras and seals, turning into the characters "Om, Mah, Ne, Ba, Mi, Hum", moving towards The witch's penetrating magic voice came forward.
While Qian Yunsheng was using the Wenxin Pearl to resist the witch with all his strength, he continued to move deeper and deeper into the blood coffin with great difficulty.
But apparently even Qian Yunsheng had no way of knowing that just as he was heading deeper into the blood coffin.
The dolls who were kneeling around the blood coffin, as if they had not moved for eternity, slowly turned their heads and looked in the direction of Qian Yunsheng and the witch.
