Ningxia felt a strange feeling as soon as she entered Yeming City. She couldn't explain it clearly. She felt that there seemed to be some very uncomfortable atmosphere floating around the city.
Because of Gu Huai's situation, she also needed a somewhat stable place to rest, so she was forced to come to this city. But Ningxia doesn't like the mask that exudes a strange aura, the unfriendly humanistic atmosphere, and the inherently uncomfortable atmosphere that floats throughout the city.
Just to find her way home, she naturally had to venture into this dragon's pond and tiger's den.
Unexpectedly, in the end, everything was in vain, and they were sent out of Ye Ming City in such chaos. Ningxia could not be reconciled to losing the clue back to the southeastern border once again.
So what if you don't give in? Those who know the current affairs are heroes, and in the end, seeking survival has the upper hand. After all, if a person really dies, there will be no hope.
So she accepted this reality calmly and planned to find another way out after getting out of here. However, the trees were about to move but the wind didn't stop. Ningxia finally got into trouble before leaving.
Only now did Ningxia finally understand why he disliked this city so much. He often felt uncomfortable in it. It's still you, old friend... can you be more haunted?
In other words, why can't you come out a little later? She had to pick this one as the leader, and almost it could only grab a little bit of her sleeves.
Ning Xia suspected that this guy really had a grudge against her and was just paying for it on purpose.
Ningxia and the others acted suddenly, especially after the scene where they were killed in the air just now. Everyone was quite sensitive, thinking that some unsighted person would come out to cause trouble and they were shot away.
But soon some people noticed something was wrong.
No, where did this really weird smell come from... huh? !
Many people's brains didn't react. They only felt a huge force sweeping across the waist from the middle. The place where they were hit instantly felt like a burning fire, burning. His internal organs were all burned, his brain was in a state of mush, and something warm and pungent, viscous liquid seemed to drip from the tip of his nose.
It seems...a little dizzy...
Ning Xia and Gu Huaike had both seen the power of the Yin Blood Vine, and their first reaction was to realize that it was lying nearby, but they only had time to run away instinctively. By the time she reacted and was about to shout, the first wave of victims had already appeared.
"boom--"
"Prrr..." There was a series of breaking sounds, and someone who had been hiding in the darkness for many years finally showed his claws.
At the position of the guard platform, where the transit entrance is located, an irregular group of tangled branches appeared out of nowhere, several feet high. It seems to be curled up by countless vines, some thick and some thin, tightly wrapped and airtight.
It can be vaguely seen that it gets thicker as you go inward. The thickest one is as thick as an adult's waist. It is surrounded by many thin vines like the Dinghai Divine Needle. Some of the thin ones are as thick as a normal human wrist, while others are as thin as hair. They are floating in the air like a group of demons dancing wildly, looking extremely weird.
Most of the time, these vines appear dark or dark green under normal light. The color is so deep and sticky that they don't look like plants at all. They all seem to be covered with a layer of blood-colored luster, and some knot joints are still shrouded. A faint red light.
Indeed it is! At this time, Ningxia didn't know whether she should be lucky that she ran fast, or feel unfortunate that she encountered this ghost before leaving.
Of course, compared to them, there are even more unfortunate things.
Most of the people in the front row were now covered in puddles of blood. They fell to the ground without knowing who was doing it, and the bloody, mushy fluid that was indistinguishable was splashed all over the floor. Many people's waists were still covered with vines as thick as an adult's ankle. Only a few people on the edge were covering half of their bodies and rolling in pain, as if they were struggling to escape.
The three people who had previously excluded Ningxia, as well as some Taoist friends who were not slow to respond, were almost all attacked on the spot. The scene was so bloody that people couldn't bear to look at it. The thick smell of blood instantly filled the entire venue and reached everyone's heart.
However, this was not the limit of this drama. The following scenes cast a layer of blood and haze on everyone's hearts.
The next moment, the vines hanging around the person's waist suddenly tightened.
There was a "click", followed by the sound of flesh and blood tearing. It seemed that something was piercing into the flesh and blood. The blood that seemed to have a cold meaning became stronger and stronger, faintly seeming to penetrate into the nasal cavity and penetrate into the fragile and sensitive body. Inside the chest.
Everyone felt as if even their breaths were filled with a pungent and unpleasant smell of blood.
The vines spurred out long thorns that pierced into the body. As if they were not satisfied, they tightened further.
Ning Xia swore that the man's ribs and pelvis had been crushed at this moment. He only struggled slightly and died just now. The "click" sound was probably the sound of the spinal cord being crushed, which was so frightening.
The hideous vines entangled the poor ghosts in circles, and then the vines began to be shrouded in a blood-colored thick fog, and the light red blood layer became thicker and thicker.
And the "prey" that was tightly entangled visibly deflated, from a small ball to a flat piece, and then to as if it didn't exist. Only the outer layer of vines was left, and the holes woven by the vines were vaguely visible.
The prey disappeared.
It was as if it had never appeared before, the bones, flesh, tissue, blood, and even a piece of skin no longer existed.
This is the power of Yin Blood Vine.
However, not many people had time to analyze the power of this thing at the moment. When the monk in the front row was almost broken at the waist, the whole scene became chaotic.
Who even thinks about what this thing is? Who would think about transit? There is probably only one word in their minds right now - escape.
When the blood vine comes to this world, it will be a disaster.
Although the three people in Ningxia were lucky enough to save their lives, now is not the time to relax. The distance they can retreat from is also limited, and their escape is only temporary.
Especially Ning Xia and Gu Huai, who had dealt with this ghost thing for the second or even third time, knew its difficulties best. They knew they wouldn't be able to hide for long if they were here, and they couldn't escape easily as long as they were within its range.
The plan for now is to dare to pack up the guys and escape. Otherwise, why not stay here and wait for the vines to be fed?
Nothing is important anymore. Every minute and every second counts now. This is the real speed of life and death.
Ning Xia glanced at Gu Huai and found that the other party had also looked over. Very good, they had reached an agreement. Almost at the same time, the two of them ran away holding Ming Mo, who was still unable to move his legs and feet, one on the left and the other on the right.
This series of movements was extremely fast, and it didn't matter whether someone would be chasing them or not. Even if there was someone... I'm afraid that the opponent would soon be faster than them.
