Yin soil.
Santu River.
In a world that is swaying like a kaleidoscope, the sky is always gray, and the cold wind blows through, bringing with it a bone-chilling chill.
A blood-yellow river stretches from the end of the field of vision to the end of the field of vision. Within it are countless lonely ghosts, floating in the river and making mournful wails.
On both sides of the river bank, there are flowers all over the mountains and fields, showing a fiery red color in this gray world. From a distance, they look like a carpet paved with blood.
That’s the flower of the other side!
There are countless ferocious monsters hidden in the flowers on the other side. From time to time, they stick out their long tongues and reach into the Santu River like chains, seize a lonely ghost, and swallow it into their mouths.
In the air, in addition to the whistling sound of the cold wind, there was also the miserable howl of the ghost, followed by the sound of chewing.
There was a crunching sound, as if bones were being crushed, which was eerie.
It was in the Yangshi that Mo Chengjun was in seclusion with his family, rubbing the scorpion on the finger of the universe, when he saw among the thousands of wandering ghosts in the three rivers, there was a burly figure with an extremely vicious face. The man seemed to wake up.
He had obviously been decapitated, and his body floated forward with the river water, but he held his head tightly with both hands and refused to let go.
At this moment, a trace of clarity flashed in his cloudy eyes, as if he had awakened from the most terrifying nightmare, and he couldn't help but murmur different words.
"Heaven! Heaven!"
This voice was very different from the mournful wails of other lonely ghosts, and it aroused the gazes of countless monsters on both sides of the Taiwan Strait in an instant.
As a result, a dark chain spanned most of the Santu River and directly swept him up into the sky.
Ahhhhhh...
The ferocious man couldn't help but let out a shrill scream, but this scream was different from ordinary lonely ghosts, and was full of human panic.
And this also tells all the monsters that he is intelligent.
But in this Santu River, you can still find ghosts who maintain your intelligence, which is really a great tonic.
In just an instant, countless chains rolled over and fought with the first chain.
I saw seventeen or eight chains wrapped in black energy colliding in the sky. From time to time, Tu Su was wrapped in another chain and flew up and down.
This scene, even if he was a strong man at the level of a half-step Martial Saint, was frightened to death.
Simply, his increasingly clear consciousness finally allowed him to regain some of his past memories.
He remembered something, and then he stopped shouting in vain and called out a name instead.
"Yama!"
"Yama!
! "
Although this call was equally heartbreaking, it was actually not too loud in the scene of dozens of parties fighting on the Santu River.
But this sound seemed to have magical power, blowing into the distance with the dark wind, and then blew into the ears of a certain being.
Then, in the gray sky, the lead-gray clouds began to turbulence, and in the "rumbling" sound, a big face that was ten times uglier than the ferocious man appeared.
When this big-faced man appeared, he stretched out a hand without talking nonsense and held it as if it was covering the sky.
Even though this hand was huge, its fingers moved very fast, either smashing, pushing, flicking, or slapping. In just a few strokes, all the dark chains were knocked back.
And he still suffered a lot of pain, grunting, and seemed unwilling to admit defeat, but no one stretched out again.
As for Tu Su, he was thrown into the sky, and when he was about to fall into the Santu River, he was picked up by the big hand.
The clouds in the sky were getting lower and lower, and that ferocious face seemed to finally be seen clearly, and he said slightly differently: "Is it you who called me by my name?"
"yes!"
Tu Su stood still in the big hands and placed his head on his neck. He looked much normal.
Then he saluted seriously and said: "Disciple of Butian, the second son of Dragon, Jia Zhen has met Lord Yama."
The big face tilted and he thought for a long time, and then he said happily: "Oh, I seem to have seen you before Zhongshan Longjun's dinner. It didn't seem to be long ago. Why did you die?"
"..."
Tu Su was silent for a while and then said: "I also admired that you still have the same style, but the banquet was a hundred years ago."
The big face seemed quite embarrassed, but he didn’t dwell on it, and instead asked: “Then where did you die in battle?
Eh, that’s not right. If you die in battle, you won’t be able to come here, right? "
"I was killed in my hometown of Kyushu, so..."
Tu Su felt a little embarrassed when he said this, and immediately said: "Master Yama, you have seen how I am now. Please send me back to Lord Long. I have something important to report!"
Yama was silent: "..."
Tu Su was anxious: "Master Yama, this matter is really urgent, otherwise how could I dare to trouble you?"
Yama's big face seemed to be that of the card owner: "..."
"Master Yama, you are talking, why don't you speak?
This is a big deal, I need, need..., um, um, by the way, if you give me a ride, Mr. Long will be very grateful! "
"Oh, I just remembered some other things and was a little distracted. Okay, I'll give you a ride. You guys from the Butian Sect know how to trouble me every day.
It didn’t seem like that long ago, right?
You also annoyed me once. Seriously, did you really treat me like a general? "
Yan Luo seemed to have finally reacted. He tightened his grip on Tu Su, and saw the ghost energy all over the sky shrinking, and then fled into the distance.
But before leaving, the grimace asked: "As you said, Mr. Long must entertain me. Forget about the rest, I have to prepare a few copies of the 'qiong nectar and jade liquid'."
How could Tu Su dare to say 'no'? He swore to the heavens and the earth: "It's necessary, you go, you won't get a tenth of this 'qiongjiangyuye'."
"Ten portions, ten portions is okay, less. Your Lord Long is also stingy and doesn't give me enough to drink every time I go."
However, having said that, the speed at which the black cloud rolled away was actually much faster.
…
Northwest border, Youdu City.
"Kill, kill, kill!"
The shouts of killing on the battlefield were shocking, and countless monsters swarmed forward.
Some of them didn't have enough magic power, so they had to run on the ground, and all kinds of weird beast-headed creatures, or those with human bodies and animal heads, rushed towards them with roars.
Some have a higher realm and are full of magic power. They ride up the billowing clouds of demons, brandishing knives, forks, swords and halberds in their hands, and shouting incessantly.
The leader among them is a bull demon, which is three feet tall, wears a nose ring, holds a big knife, and shouts the most intensely.
As for Youdu City, they have already been prepared. On the city wall, which is more than ten feet high, there are soldiers in full armor, and there are even archers holding bows and arrows. Dozens of arrows have been inserted in front of them, waiting for the superior's order.
Among those towers, there was a framed crossbow, and some soldiers were already holding hammers and waiting nervously.
In the city, there were catapults arranged neatly, with a brazier next to each one, and the stones placed in the catapults were poured with kerosene.
"put!"
With the command, the kerosene was ignited, and the first stones were thrown out, followed by the buzzing sound of the bow strings vibrating.
Finally, there were shouts of killing, roars, and roars of filial piety, accompanied by the sounds of sharp blades piercing the air, collisions, and cries.
So, in just a moment, countless corpses were piled under the city wall, including humans and monsters.
The bloody stumps were mixed together, but they were indistinguishable from each other.
Inside a wall, Baling'er sat cross-legged and silently adjusted his breathing. He had been stationed here for more than a hundred days and nights.
No matter how brave he was in his heart, it was worn away by the endless killings.
At this moment, although he was meditating, his consciousness was focused on the bull demon.
This is the opponent he must watch closely.
However, while Baling'er was adjusting his breath, a paper crane flapped its wings, dodged the hail of bullets and arrows, and finally came to Baling'er's side.
He circled around Baling'er, making urging sounds like "chirp, chirp, chirp," and Baling'er also stared, stretched out his hand, and caught it.
Baling'er didn't understand for a moment who would write to him at this time, and his face looked a little ugly.
However, when he slightly unfolded the paper crane and saw the familiar font, he was stunned for a long time and then hurriedly opened it.
He saw Mo Chengjun's proud announcement that he was the golden elixir that broke through the realm.
He saw the other party threatening to fight with him in a sword fight, only to be beaten into a pig's head.
I also saw the detailed sword secret key.
Finally, there was Mo Chengjun's inquiry about the situation.
As he read the letter, Baling'er's expression kept changing, from joy, to anger, to deep thought, to cold snort...
After a moment, he put away the letter in his hand and spit out the flying sword. When he looked at the bull demon again, his eyes became cold and cold.
Hehehehe...
If you want to beat me in swordsmanship, you really don’t know how to fight to the death. What a training in swordsmanship!
Thinking like this, the sword light turned into a rainbow, carrying Baling'er soaring into the sky.
The sword's light was like lightning, incredibly fast. Wherever it passed, the air was split into a white chasm, and after a long time, there was the sound of thunder.
And when the sword light went straight into the demon cloud and fought with the bull demon king for thirteen times, a loud sound resounded throughout the world.
"Bull demon, take your life!"
The bull demon is so angry!
A sneak attack is a sneak attack. It took a long time before you even shouted out. How mean you must be!
However, looking at the sword cultivator with a life-threatening attitude, the Bull Demon King was also frightened.
He shouted loudly, swung down the sword in his hand, and stunned Baling'er's flying sword.
Then he wrapped himself in the demonic cloud, turned around and ran away. As for the battlefield below, he no longer cared about it.
Are you kidding me?
My own demon life is my life. What does other demon lives have to do with me?
Don't think that the bull demon should be slow. At least the demon cloud in front of you is rolling away at an extremely fast speed.
However, Balinger, who was swung away, had a sneer on his face.
escape?
Can you escape?
Seeing that the bull demon was about to disappear at the end of the battlefield, Baling'er made a hand seal, and saw the flying sword suddenly spin in front of his chest, and the speed became faster and faster, and the buzzing sound filled the air.
"go!"
The next second, Baling'er pointed his finger, and he saw the flying sword turning into a rainbow in front, and Baling'er wrapped in lightning behind him, his speed was unparalleled.
If Mo Chengjun were here, he would be extremely familiar with it. Isn't this his 'Sword, Light and Thunder Escape Technique'?
But at this moment, although the sword light is fast, it is not a completely straight line. Instead, it flies up and down. Combined with the thunder and lightning that follows it, it really deserves the title of "as graceful as a startling giant, as graceful as a swimming dragon" .
Then, with the next breath, Niu Yao felt a chill in his chest. He couldn't help but stop Yao Yun and looked down again. There was already a big hole there.
Penetrating from front to back, he was too dead to die.
In the distance, when Baling'er stopped escaping the light, he had already escaped for more than ten miles. Although there were monsters surrounding him, he was not afraid, and instead felt happy in his chest!
