The Monkey King's face, which was already red, became even redder. It wanted to run away, but it staggered and lost its control. It couldn't escape in a short time. In desperation, with blood and tears blurred, it stretched out its arms and crossed them upwards to resist, It's better than using Tianling Gai to block the knife.
The harsh screeching sound of broken bones was mixed with the monkey king's sharp squeaking scream.
"Bang", the monkey king, who had lost the power to resist, was struck by a knife and hit a boulder two feet away.
Chang Siguo paused for a moment after landing. He was frightened by the echo of the boulder. He quickly tiptoed and jumped high into the diagonal stab like his butt was on fire. He didn't even bother to touch up the Monkey King.
That concussive sound wave is too terrifying.
Who is who knows
However, nothing happened, and this time there was no echo from the cave.
Chang Siguo guessed that the impact was not strong enough. He stood at a high place and tilted his head to look down. He saw the monkey king leaning against the boulder, with two severed arms stuck to the surface of the boulder. His body sank, like It is salted fish hanging waiting to be dried.
The monkey king looked extremely frightened and kicked his legs hard to get free.
However, blood gurgled out from its two severed arms, and it couldn't be stopped no matter what. The runes on the surface of the boulder shone strangely, and the blood was drawn frantically and poured into the runes, bringing the light with it. A hint of blood.
I often think about it, and an idea pops up in my mind.
I have only heard of the strange cruelty of living sacrifices, but this is the first time I have seen such a scene.
Even though he had rolled out of the mountain of corpses and sea of blood, he still felt numbness on his back and hair standing on end.
The monkey king, who was not very tall to begin with, shriveled up quickly at a speed visible to the naked eye. Not only did he lose his blood, but his muscles and bones seemed to also collapse. His golden hair dried up in just ten breaths. Messy and rotten, dull and dull.
The monkey king has long since died, hanging on the boulder and rocking back and forth. The living sacrifice still shows no sign of stopping.
The runes on the boulder became more and more brilliant, illuminating the entire cave in a strange and strange way.
Chang Siguo didn't dare to move, he held the handle of the knife cautiously, and scanned his surroundings with his Sky Eye Technique, ready to dodge at any time, or jump to somewhere else. He didn't know much about living sacrifices, blood sacrifices, and the like.
The unknown often means danger or opportunity.
After a long wait, the runes on the surface of the boulder finally changed.
One by one, the runes turned into light symbols from the surface of the boulder, flying in the air, fluttering like falling flowers, and falling seven or eight feet in front of them. Chang Siguo stood on the dark red stone where he had stood before and was attacked by the Monkey King with a round stone.
The stone gradually became bright and transparent as the light talisman fell, as if it were carved from a single piece of jade.
After all the runes on the boulder were gone, the dark red stone had turned blood red and fell silently downwards.
A five-foot-sized cave appeared on the ground, and there was a flickering flame-like light from below, which shone into the dark cave, making the dark gray stone walls colorful and warm.
Chang Siguo glanced at the eclipsed boulder blocking the door, and the runes on it disappeared.
He felt that he could break this huge stone with one punch now.
Jumping to the edge of the cave entrance, he saw a large stone chamber below. The light came from an amber jade long knife inserted on a stone platform a few feet away from the secret chamber. No, to be precise, it came from A small gem inlaid at the end of the handle emits.
His eyes were suddenly attracted by the slender, sword-like translucent amber knife.
Then he suddenly smiled. What the old Taoist said about "breaking into the beast prison and seizing the opportunity", the opportunity probably refers to this long knife that is not ordinary at first glance, not the water string crystal he swallowed.
Floating to the ground of the secret room below, Chang Siguao looked up and saw that the dark red stone on the top closed silently again, blocking the entrance tightly.
what does it mean
Immediately, Chang Siguo discovered that at the edge and corner of the stone room, behind him, there was a thick layer of broken bones.
Chang Siguo narrowed his eyes. This place was not as peaceful as he imagined.
It seems that there are still unknown dangerous tests hidden.
Judging from the situation, I don’t know how many destined people have entered the secret room here, and then died here silently and miserably. Even their bones were ground to pieces by something powerful. There was no whole body, and even the weapons and items they carried with them were all crushed. Into slag.
He hated the fussing around like this.
Can't we just lay out the conditions and treat each other calmly and sincerely?
Brother, can we stop playing?
Chang Siguo sweatdropped, glanced around, and waited in fear for a long time, but nothing happened.
He slowly stared at the beautiful amber knife stuck on the stone platform, and seemed to understand something.
The red gem on the amber knife hilt is still shining tirelessly.
It's very much like the enthusiastic guest in the building inviting guests to come and give it a try.
Chang Siguo hesitated for a moment, then stepped forward slowly and cautiously, one step at a time, a distance of five feet, without any danger. He stepped onto the stone platform, and after three steps, the handle of the knife was within reach.
Extend your head with a knife, shrink your head with a knife.
Chang Siguo gritted his teeth and cursed the old man in his heart for not having a son. He handed the silver knife in his right hand to his left hand, slowly stretched out his claws, and finally grasped the amber handle of the knife as if it took a century.
The hand feels warm, as if holding the little hand of a lover from a previous life, and I often think about the moment of trembling.
The small gem on the handle of the knife shines brightly, covering the dark-faced man holding the knife.
The whole person is like a statue, shining with light, just leaning forward and motionless.
"Crack", the silver knife he held in his left hand fell to the ground.
Chang Siguo closed his eyes, and his consciousness fell into a colorful and strange world of sword light, from which he could not extricate himself.
Far away on the horizon, on a high-rise attic high in the clouds, a young man in a plain Taoist robe with fair skin and smooth face, wearing a green Bagua crown on his head, stood on the edge of the cliff-like terrace without fence, looking at the clouds in the distance. Shu's spectacular sight, he sighed slightly and said, "That knife, it recognizes its owner."
A few feet away behind the young man, an old man with gray hair stood respectfully, his face solemn and restrained.
"Master, I wonder if you have any instructions?"
The young man in Taoist robes did not look back and muttered for a long time before saying, "In the Zhaixingtai lineage, try not to provoke him. It's best not to get involved. That knife kills people without even acknowledging their relatives, which is quite vicious."
"yes"
The old man bowed and accepted the order without asking any more questions.
The young Taoist priest turned around, slapped his forehead with a look of helplessness on his face, and said, "Hey, Yue Yuanting, you are still so boring, why don't you ask me to teach you, what is the identity and appearance of that person, but I rarely come back."
The old man seemed to be accustomed to the behavior of the young Taoist priest. He bowed and said, "Please tell me, Master, where is that man from?"
"Forget it, forget it, it's even more meaningless to be so deliberate. I'm annoyed when I see you, why don't you go down and buy me three pounds of the best wine? I didn't pay attention to it. Why did I accept such an unlucky disciple like you in the first place?"
The old man bowed silently, then backed away sternly until he reached the stairs. Then he turned around and suddenly looked back, saying, "Who told you to leave such a mess and let go?"
"Oh, you've made your mark. You dare to arrange for me to be a teacher. You have a lot of resentment. Don't leave. I'll give you a kick as a teacher."
The shadow of the old man's illusory feet appeared behind him and disappeared in a breeze.
"You brat, you're running a lot faster."
The old man named Yue Yuanting was holding an old wine jar. When he went up to the high platform, his young master was nowhere to be seen. The old man silently opened the seal of the wine jar, silently sat on the stone bench and poured wine into his mouth. Count with your fingers.
Master, the old man is willing to stay in that remote place in Taiyan Peak, what can he do?
But you must listen to what Master says.
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