"Xiao Wuye...you're here." Guixiao Changyuan said slowly, his voice dry.
"Yes, Shadow Master." Xiao Wuye bowed his head respectfully, "Jiuche Xiaoying Banner Xiao Wuye is here to pick you up."
The wind and rain are like darkness, and the sky is like a ghost crying at night. The ghost roaring in Changyuan stopped to look into the distance, the deerskin on the back of his neck fluttering slightly.
"That's over there..." Suddenly, through the heavy blood mist, he saw the unpleasant building outside the gully, "The so-called Palace of the Agent?"
Xiao Wuye replied respectfully: "Yes."
"Then, let's start there."
Suddenly, a hurricane rushed onto the cliff behind Qiongtian Temple, and the torrential rain blew upward, colliding with the falling raindrops, making a crackling sound.
At the same time, from the direction of the apse, a denser mass of blood mist came, like a giant beast in the haze.
The towering apse looked extremely small, like a toy under the overwhelming blood mist. The thunder rumbled down and the rain howled violently, threatening to overturn the entire sky.
"It's not good!" After a sudden collision, Subiezhi was soaked all over. He rushed into the front hall of Qiongtian Palace. When he saw Jue Tongjun and everyone there, he hurriedly shouted: "Hurry up!!"
Immediately afterwards there was a sound of lightning, which made Subiezhi's body covered in blood red, and his hair was twisted in several places like a chicken coop, looking extremely miserable.
"Subiezhi, what's wrong?!" Jue Tongjun was surprised when he saw this and quickly stepped forward to help him.
Subiezhi staggered two steps and barely managed to stand firm. He shook the blood rain from his hair and pointed towards the back hall hastily: "Back hall, the blood mist is abnormal, I'm afraid Qiongtian Palace can't be saved again!"
"What did you say..." Jue Tongjun's lips trembled and he didn't react for a moment.
However, the crowd behind was already shouting excitedly.
Wouldn't such a terrifying scene be the end of the world for them? Thinking of the increasing number of deaths, it was difficult for the guards to remain calm.
"Hurry up, there is no Xinhu Meteor Iron this time, the house will be built later!" Su Biezhi didn't have time to explain more, grabbed Jue Tongjun's hand and rushed out the door.
Seeing this, others followed suit. The footprints in front of the door were messy, and the originally clean floor immediately became dirty.
However, just when they were about to cross the threshold, there was a sudden burst of unprecedented pressure, and the ground instantly sank several feet!
"Uh ah——!" Everyone suddenly felt severe pain all over their bodies, and some fell to the ground, screaming in pain.
Subiezhi's face was contorted, and she gritted her teeth and supported Jue Tongjun. The two of them looked up at the sky without sheltering from the rain and fog.
However, at this moment of staring, a chill came from the bottom of their hearts, making the two of them feel terrified.
The sky was filled with a thick, sticky, flowing mist of blood. Thunder reverberated in all directions, and the white-blade light looked extremely tragic.
However, at the same time, in the middle of the world, a figure stood out of thin air, like a ghost in a pool of blood, focusing everyone's attention.
"That's..." Jue Tongjun clenched his fist reluctantly.
Subiezhi quickly looked around at the fallen people, unable to judge their condition. With such a sense of oppression, they can only ask for blessings.
"Come down and talk!" Subiezhi raised his head, and the black-headed white branch instantly swung out a Xuansu sword energy, stabbing the silent figure in the air.
In an instant, the sword energy opened up the dark clouds of blood and rain, carrying Pei Ran's energy upwards, like stars rising into the sky.
Guixiao Changyuan saw this, but remained silent. As soon as the sword energy from the sky approached, it turned silent and disappeared quietly.
"This..." Subiezhi gritted his teeth and looked stunned.
"call……"
Just listen, the figure above seems to be breathing heavily. Like thunder in the distant mountains, the sound struck the hearts of everyone and reverberated endlessly.
Unprecedented trembling suddenly covered everyone's hearts.
Subiezhi stared closely at the figure above, his hands and body covered with wet mud. He paid attention to Gui Xiao Changyuan's slowly rising and falling chest, and suddenly, he seemed to understand something!
"No! Everyone, run away!" He suddenly turned around and shouted to everyone, "He is accumulating strength to completely destroy Qiongtian Temple!"
Jue Tongjun and others were shocked when they heard this, and managed to stand up against the strong pressure.
"I come to the rear." Jue Tongjun breathed heavily and said firmly in a low voice, "I am the agent of heaven in the lower world, and this is my responsibility."
"...Okay, let's die together." Subiezhi stared at him and then nodded.
The two of them instantly released their auras to resist the power of Ghost Xiao Changyuan. The weight on everyone's shoulders was relieved a lot, and they rushed down the mountain quickly.
Looking at the people leaving, Jue Tongjun breathed a gentle sigh of relief, as if he was relieved.
"You should leave quickly." After watching everyone leave, Subiezhi turned around and saw Henan Mountain behind him, and urged him hurriedly.
Blood rained down. He Nanshan just lightly wiped the rain off his face and shook his head with a smile.
"Two adults, I am also the holder of the Xuanhui, and this is also my responsibility." He said, took out a piece of cloth from his arms and handed it to Subiezhi.
"This is..." Subiezhi took it with a hesitant look on his face.
Thunder roared suddenly, and a pale color instantly dyed the three people's faces, looking like the last farewell.
"This is the result of my research on blood mist. On the back is the reply I wrote to Master." He Nanshan said in a relaxed tone, "My cultivation level is shallow. If I can't survive, please two adults, help me put this piece of cloth on it." The content of this book is entrusted to the common people on the one hand and passed on to the teacher on the other."
"What are you talking about? We have to live together." Subiezhi gritted her teeth, but still put the cloth into her body and kept it carefully.
However, before they could speak any more, the pressure of anger swept down, and the waves of blood were heavy, like a roaring waterfall.
"Get out of the way!!" Jue Tongjun shouted quickly, pulling the skirts of their clothes at the same time to avoid the heaviest force.
Blood flowed down, as heavy as a ton of weight. Suddenly the mountain swelled, and a mess was washed away. The mud and sand splashed several feet high, and then fell together with the blood rain.
"A sudden attack is really unsportsmanlike." Subiezhi wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and coughed twice.
Although the three people barely escaped from the pressure just now, the aftermath also caused considerable damage to them. This shows the depth of the man in front of him.
"Three against one, the outcome is still uncertain." Jue Tongjun staggered to his feet, with an extremely angry look on his face.
He is the agent of heaven in the lower world, and the Qiongtian Palace is his first guarded pass. If he cannot keep it, thousands of people will suffer as a result.
He Nanshan was also seriously injured. When he stood up, stroking his chest, he immediately felt pain in his sternum, which might be a fracture.
He suddenly touched a shabby little brocade pouch on his waist. Inside was a mahogany box. Then he suddenly remembered something, and his face was slightly startled.
"You are so condescending, pretending to be gods and ghosts!" Subiezhi shouted. At the same time, the black-headed white branch behind him spiraled out of its sheath, deflecting the rippling sword light, and flew into his hand.
