The more Zhao Lei looks at this Immortal Devourer, the more he likes it. Unfortunately, after having this demon sword, I am afraid he will never be able to get rid of the name of Blood Knife.
In the mutual game with the Devouring Immortal, Zhao Lei had almost exhausted his mana. In addition, he had just broken through, and now he had so much energy and energy to feed him back. If he didn't restore it at this time to consolidate the breakthrough, it would be much later.
The Devouring Immortal does not recognize his master easily. Once he gets his approval, he will be die-hardly loyal, not double-minded like Granny Hei.
After the Devouring Immortal recognized its master, Zhao Lei learned everything about what happened outside, and all the places shrouded in blood mist appeared in his mind.
The hellish scene outside was naturally known to Zhao Lei. At this time, the outside was already in chaos, and others would not be able to come here for a while.
If anything goes wrong, Immortal Devourer will remind Zhao Lei immediately and he will not be trapped in the jar here to catch turtles.
Now no one knows what happened in the treasure pavilion, and no one knows that Zhao Lei is inside.
In this treasure pavilion, which was like a hell on earth, Zhao Lei and Shi Xian sat there cross-legged, seemingly in two different worlds from the chaos and turmoil outside.
The country is in turmoil, the people are in dire straits, and evildoers are everywhere.
The spread of blood mist is no longer limited to the Qian family. Faced with this strange phenomenon of heaven and earth, the people who came to help put out the fire were extremely frightened.
Originally they thought it was just smoke from the fire, but it spread very quickly, and by the time they noticed something strange, it was already too late.
Inside the billowing blood mist, it seems that the souls of the dead are still wandering, roaring and screaming inside, and from time to time, their familiar faces appear in it.
Faced with such a doomsday scenario, it was as if the sky and the earth were falling apart for them, and the blood mist was rising many feet high and surging forward.
In this time of life and death, it can better reflect the various aspects of human nature.
"Help!"
"Don't kill me! Don't kill me!"
"ah!"
Many people fell to the ground when they saw this scene, unable to use their legs. They could only sit there and look at the blood mist in fear, and the yellow liquid spread out from their lower bodies.
But there were also many people who took their family members and fled backward.
Soon, blood mist enveloped them.
Zhang boldly covered his eyes with his arms in fear, until everything in front of him was shrouded in red, he carefully lowered his arms, opened his eyes and looked around, there was blood everywhere.
Zhang DaDa felt as if he had suddenly gone from the human world to hell, and he hurriedly moved his hands up and down.
Snapped!
Then he slapped himself hard.
There was severe pain on his face, and his cheeks began to become red and swollen, and then he let out a long sigh of relief.
It's okay, he's not dead and his body is still sound.
Then Zhang DaDa walked cautiously in the blood mist, trying to escape.
Although he didn't know why he was okay now, but smelling the smell of blood in the air, this was definitely not a kind place.
It is not advisable to stay here for a long time.
Zhang DaDa was in the blood mist. Whenever he saw a black figure, he would stay away from it. He didn't know whether it was a human or a ghost, so it was better to be careful.
As a traveling picker, he has seen many bizarre things, but nothing like this.
In broad daylight, in Pingyang City where the imperial court was stationed, such a strange blood mist appeared. This was definitely a peerless monster.
But no matter what it is, Zhang Dadan knows that this is not something that a small person like him can provoke. If the sky falls, there will naturally be tall people to support it. There are also yamen in Pingyang City to support it. He can just save his own life.
If you really can't just pick it up on the shelf and run away, you can get a bite of it wherever you go.
It was noon at this time, and the sun was shining brightly. It should have been an ordinary day with unbearable heat, as usual, with the sun shining on the earth wantonly.
But now this blood mist blocks the sunlight. People in the mist experience this kind of coolness for the first time in a long time, which penetrates into the bones of people.
After groping for a while, Zhang DaDa finally found a road and trotted forward along the stone path.
At this moment, a woman in white clothes, with long hair shawl covering her face, suddenly floated out of the dark house next to her, and suddenly came behind Zhang Bingdao.
As he was still on the road, he didn't notice it at all. Although the air felt much cooler, Zhang DaDa just thought it was a normal phenomenon.
"Bold brother, didn't you say you would marry me and go home when you make money?
Bold brother, I am Chuner, look back. "
"elder brother!"
"elder brother!"
A familiar voice sounded behind him, and the face that made him think about it day and night appeared in front of Zhang Bingdao's eyes. He was stunned and stood there in a daze.
As if he had lost his soul, his eyes were dim and dull. He turned around stiffly like a puppet. In his eyes, the female ghost in front of him was the Chun'er whom he had longed for and always wanted to marry.
At this time, his eyes gradually became brighter, his smile was bright, and he ran towards the female ghost very happily, for fear that if he slowed down, he would lose her again.
What Zhang DaDa didn't know was that after he turned around, the mellow Yang Qi in his body suddenly weakened by more than half, and even the Yintang was glowing with black.
The female ghost also opened her hands to welcome Zhang Daring's embrace, and they hugged each other within a few steps.
ah!
He only heard a woman's scream that pierced his mind. The sound was deafening and nauseating.
What followed was a female ghost flying backwards with smoke coming from her body, and a burst of golden light burst out from Zhang Bing's chest.
Runes one after another flashed out from the golden light and spread around Zhang Bingdao.
Inside, the blood mist was dispersed, forming a small world.
And the moment Zhang Daudao hugged the female ghost, he seemed to be stimulated by an antique jade pendant he had collected from the countryside.
It was ordinary at first, but suddenly it became red and hot, like a burning coal.
Zhang Budao's skin was burnt black, and the air was filled with the smell of burning, but at this moment, he woke up from the hallucination.
When Zhang DaDa took a clear look at the person in front of him again, he was so frightened that he fell to the ground. The Chun'er he thought about day and night was clearly a ghost in front of him.
The bright red tongue hangs down to the chin. There are no eyes in the eye frames, only two black holes, from which maggots fall out from time to time.
The skin on his face was ulcerated and drooping on his face. Unknown insects were swarming in the flesh. Half of his face was only a skeleton, and downstairs there was a heart-stopping red light.
Unknowingly, Zhang DaDa suddenly realized that Chun'er in front of him had turned into such a fierce ghost. The impact was so great that he almost died of fright.
Three souls and seven souls were frightened away. One soul and two souls rolled their eyes, collapsed on the ground, and then fell down.
