Xin Zhuo frowned slightly, it was the woman in the jade below. Is this woman awake? I wonder what kind of magical power she uses to speak in her ear?
Just as he was about to answer, he felt his head feel dizzy, and a figure appeared in front of him. It was the woman in the jade, with fluttering red clothes, graceful figure, extremely charming, and a beautiful face. She was in his arms in a flash, and she was affectionate. She rubbed his chin: "My name is Xue Ji, what about you?"
Xin Zhuo instinctively wanted to dodge, but found that he could not move at all, so he had to reply: "What do you want to ask, you might as well say it directly."
The woman laughed and said, "Do you know that it has been raining for seven days?"
Xin Zhuo nodded: "I know!"
The woman's smile became even brighter: "How long ago was that?"
Xin Zhuo's heart suddenly moved, and he felt that something was not right. This woman's body was like a layer of mist, without substance...
He couldn't help but close his eyes, and suddenly opened them again. The woman in front of him had disappeared. He was still on the jade stone, with the last fruit in his mouth not yet swallowed. The woman in the jade stone below had her eyes closed tightly, like a cold corpse. corpse.
What a powerful illusion!
At this moment, my stomach was much fuller, so I stopped hesitating, put my foot down, and flew away quickly, heading straight up into the sky without stopping, never touching any pumice stones again.
Four days later, there were fewer and fewer pumice stones around him, until the last one was gone, and he was surrounded by a wider void, pitch black, as if he was in the cold space.
He looked around, took a breath, and flew straight upward again.
At this moment, a majestic pressure came, followed by a piercing strange roar. It was so majestic that it was hard to tell what it came from, and it made people's heads dizzy.
He looked at the source of the pressure and couldn't see anything clearly, but he vaguely felt that something was approaching at the end of the darkness.
Are there any living things?
This made his hair stand on end, and he immediately flew upwards with all his strength.
However, the pressure is getting bigger and bigger, and I can't get rid of it.
"Chirp——"
A louder strange roar came, and with the strange roar, the mist in the darkness rolled, and then a huge creature appeared——
It has the head of an eagle and the body of a fish, but has a pair of huge bird wings. It swoops forward in a flash, but before it gets close, it gives him a kind of intimidation and fear of giants.
"There is a Kun in the North Ming Dynasty. The Kun is so big that it cannot be stewed in one pot!"
Xin Zhuo remembered a sentence inexplicably in his mind, and suddenly he felt cold all over. I don't know where this monster came from. It was too huge. If he were an ant, then this thing would be like a huge palace. It was so close. I can't see its full picture clearly, I can only feel a shadow that blocks out the sky and the sun is approaching.
In a hurry, he used the "other horse's" escape technique, and the nine horses darted across the street, like meteors chasing the moon, traveling ten miles in an instant.
But everything was in vain, the overwhelming suction came, like eternal sinking, and then everything fell into darkness.
In the hazy blackness, there was a huge crushing force, thick mucus that seemed to be able to corrode everything, and the scurrying Five Elements Qi, which was strangled crazily, as if it was in the belly of a monster.
He jumped up instinctively, and hit a elastic wall of flesh. He was bounced back, and suddenly fell into a deep pool of mucus. He kept sinking with a "plop" sound.
My limbs couldn't move, and my mind couldn't move, as if everything was tied up.
He tried hard to stay awake and anxiously thought of a solution. He vaguely seemed to have touched something hard, very big, and seemed to be a house.
houses?
"Why the hell is it you again? What the hell do you want to do? Your father is right here. Fight, you son of a bitch!"
A rough curse came from below, the voice was old and ugly.
The voice is unfamiliar, but... this tone is very familiar, as if... from the Prophet's Temple? !
How did this ghost temple end up here?
Xin Zhuo instinctively opened his mouth to talk to this temple, "What are you again? Do you know me?" But he swallowed a mouthful of mucus. He couldn't speak without his mouth, so he had to try to stay calm and think of ways to survive.
"Huh? Why are you so weak?"
The Prophet's Temple had a strange tone, "Reincarnated? Became a human? Hahahaha..."
There's probably something wrong with your brain.
Xin Zhuo simply turned a deaf ear.
I am afraid that in the belly of that monster, the mucus around it is extremely corrosive. Even if I have the realm of a second-level innate earth immortal, I will not be able to resist it at all. I need to try it with external force!
external force? Now I have nothing to offer...
What else?
Sacrifice to spirits is probably not possible. Living creatures of this level have no ability to surrender.
"Why don't you speak? You have indeed escaped from the sea of suffering. You idiot, you are still as bad as before. I estimate that in two months, there will be an eternal holy tide, the opening of the sky, and the sky will be filled with gods and Buddhas, old monsters, little Monsters will appear, aren't you looking for death if you go out?
Do you know who will own that throne in tens of millions of years? Your master has long since become rotten and reduced to ashes! You can't find it.
Why don't you come with me and I'll take you around? I'm going to travel around the world and have great fortune. A sacred stone will last forever. Have you heard of it? You must have heard of it! "
The Prophet's Temple was still noisy. The next moment, he suddenly paused and his voice trembled slightly: "He, he...why is he here too? How dare an enlightened beast swallow him? Damn it!"
"Buzz——"
In the darkness, a bright light suddenly appeared, like a beacon in the dark night, followed by a vast sword power, overwhelming the world, cutting through everything in the world.
At this moment, at this time, here, everything is much smaller and humbler in front of it, as vulgar as a bed bug!
"boom--"
The deep pool of mucus exploded, and dazzling light shot straight upward.
"puff--"
"Chirp——"
The back of the huge monster swimming in the endless darkness suddenly exploded with a hole, and blood and flesh were scattered everywhere. The monster was in pain and screamed miserably.
Then a dazzling light shot straight into the sky.
Following the light, another figure emerged from the blood hole on the monster's back and followed the light.
Xin Zhuo breathed a sigh of relief. He used the [Ninth Sword Intent of the Ancient Emperor's Boundary-Breaking Sword] in Yuanchen Palace. This was the only way he could think of to get out of trouble.
In fact, when he was in the Jiuxiantian building complex, he had the urge to use it. Maybe he broke a big hole and ran up?
Fortunately, I held back at that time, otherwise, if it had been exposed, it would have been nothing but endless wind whirlpools and rocks "hiding corpses".
Using it at this time seems to be a destiny. If not, how can you survive?
He looked up at the sword light that had not disappeared yet. This thing was really violent, but it was a pity that it only had one blow.
Unable to control his mental skills to the extreme, he used his escape skills desperately and tried hard to catch up.
Ten miles, a hundred miles, five hundred miles, a thousand miles...
After an unknown amount of time, the sword light finally disappeared, but...a faint light appeared above.
Bright...light?
It was like a guiding light in the darkness, bringing a light to his heart.
The heartbeat slowly speeds up, and there is a glimmer of hope in the eyes. I'm home!
How long has it been, two years or three years? He can't remember the specific number of days.
How long is two or three years? From the time when he was a bandit at the age of sixteen and was hunted down by local government servants and aristocratic families, to the time when he later possessed the combat power of Houtian and Earth Immortals, became the king of Qin, led an army to attack the Great Zhou Dynasty, and beheaded the emperor for so long.
It's been a few years now, how is it outside? Is the golden age of martial arts coming?
How about Western Qin? Are they still there? Is there anyone waiting for me?
Did they think I was dead?
At this moment, he was like a wanderer returning home after wandering for a long time, feeling uneasy.
"boom--"
He bumped into the light, and then jumped out. The sun was dazzling, and it suddenly appeared from the long darkness. It was extremely difficult for him to adapt, so he had to close his eyes.
Taking a deep breath, the air was very fresh, with the smell of grass and flowers, and there seemed to be birds chirping in the distance.
This is not found in the land of suffering.
A familiar smell that I haven't smelled in a long time.
After a long time, he opened his eyes, glanced around, and was stunned.
