"You're not Qinghe, who the hell are you!?"
Standing up and taking a few steps back cautiously, Tang Hao looked at the flawless girl in front of him, with no trace of charm in his heart.
And the moment Tang Hao retreated, Meng Chen's memory began to flash through his mind.
Drinking peach wine with the Tongtian leader, I slept for three years... After waking up, I returned to reality... On the hilltop in the suburbs of Jinling City... Thunder disaster!
By the way, aren't you going through a tribulation?
How would it appear here?
What happened to the former Empress Houtu and the current Qinghe?
Tang Hao, who remembered everything, looked around in disbelief.
Wisps of black mist began to spread in the corners of the valley, and 'Qing He' stood in it, looking at Tang Hao who looked wary in front of him, with a cold flash in his eyes.
Her lips pursed again, and the hazy white sunlight in the sky shone on her naked body, making it difficult to open her eyes.
"Master, don't you recognize me?"
"I am Xiaoqing, and I am your mount!"
The cry of desire was heartbreaking, but at this moment Tang Hao looked at the aggrieved look on 'Qing He''s face, and his eyes became even more vigilant.
Tang Hao, who had completely come to his senses, now felt a palpitation in his heart.
Something is wrong, 12 out of 10 is wrong!
Tang Hao is very self-aware. Let's not talk about whether there are clothes similar to Lolita in the ancient times. Qinghe and Houtu will never show such a look to him.
Even if he is the mysterious and transcendent God in their eyes, he will never let them take the initiative to embrace him.
Qinghe is one of the three most sacred birds in the world. Although he is usually lively and playful, he still has a lot of arrogance in his heart.
The people who wanted to capture her as a mount back then were either Taiyi or Daluo, but she didn't even look at them.
Not to mention Queen Earth, as someone who embodies the six realms of reincarnation and is comparable to a saint, how can she look like a prostitute?
Could it be...that this is an illusion?
Or...inner demon?
While observing the surroundings vigilantly, Tang Hao circulated the profound energy in his body to keep a certain distance from 'Qinghe'.
He had only the ability to overcome tribulations and had no means of attack.
He didn't even know some common sense about cultivation. In this situation, all Tang Hao could think of was illusions or inner demons.
"Master, are you really not going to stay?" 'Qinghe' spoke again, his tone changing from the initial pleading to a chilling rhetorical question.
Tang Hao, who was still checking for any clues around him, smiled disdainfully and said nothing when he heard this.
If Tang Hao liked looking at beautiful women before, now, women would only affect the speed at which he drew his sword.
No beauty, young woman, or pretty girl can be as exciting as practicing.
Seeing that Tang Hao was unmoved, 'Qing He''s eyes became even colder.
The next moment, the surrounding atmosphere suddenly became a little weird.
The ground beneath his feet turned into dense white bones, the surrounding white mist turned into dark scarlet, and even the pool water that had been filled with fairy spirit suddenly turned into a pool of blood.
A strong smell of blood instantly filled the entire valley, and a group of dusk crows suddenly appeared and circled over the valley.
A pair of extremely scarlet pupils stared straight at Tang Hao who was stepping on countless bones.
Even the sun above his head was stained with blood, and the entire space began to become inexplicably hot.
"I begged you so much, but you didn't agree!"
The tone was no longer playful and cute, but instead became dark and gloomy.
On the white body, lines emitting a strange aura began to spread and gradually covered the entire body.
The whites of his eyes disappeared, as if the original evil from the deepest depths of hell emerged from the pupils of 'Qing He', and a trace of evil energy rose from the corners of his eyes.
Looking at Tang Hao with an incredible look on his face, 'Qing He' tilted his head and showed a strange smile.
"In this case, then you can stay forever."
Jie Jie Jie!
As soon as the words fell, the entire valley was instantly enveloped in a scarlet mist.
One after another extremely charming figures suddenly appeared in the blood pool, and the sound of overwhelming sounds began to sound everywhere.
"Stay! Stay!" "Lord God, I am your empress, why did you leave? Don't I look good?!" "Master! Master, I am so lonely, do you want to be with me? Let's play games together!" "Lord God, I am Xuan Ming. In fact, I fell in love with you from the first moment I saw you!"
One after another, illusory and charming voices sounded in Tang Hao's ears.
These women in front of him were all Tang Hao had seen in the prehistoric world.
Enchanting, pure, cool, passionate, all kinds of styles bloom in these women.
The only thing that hasn't changed is that the clothes they wear are pitiful.
Half-covered, half-covered, wanting to reject but welcome again.
The suffocating smell in the air seemed to have the effect of confusing the soul. Even if Tang Hao covered his mouth and nose, it was of no use.
His eyes fell into confusion uncontrollably again, and his footsteps began to move towards the women in the blood pool.
"Haha, come here!" "I'll be waiting for you here!" "You can do whatever you want to us~"
Seeing Tang Hao getting closer and closer to the blood pool, a trace of greed flashed deep in the eyes of the women in the blood pool, and their voices were full of impatience.
His body was swaying, and Tang Hao had already reached the edge of the blood pool.
The blood pool was thick and gray, and something seemed to be struggling and floating in it. The aura of darkness filled the air, making people shudder.
He raised one foot, and instantly countless pairs of terrifying and strange bloody hands emerged from the pool.
The bloody hands were twisted and ferocious, as if they were waiting for Tang Hao to step in, and then immediately dragged him into the bottomless abyss!
In the void not far away, 'Qinghe' looked at Tang Hao, his eyes full of greed.
And just when Tang Hao was about to step into the blood pool, the totem on his chest suddenly appeared.
The golden light of merit reappeared, Tang Hao's eyes instantly regained some clarity, and the soles of his feet hanging a few centimeters above the blood pool stopped falling.
The strong and pungent smell of blood came from underneath him, and Tang Hao, who had regained consciousness a little, subconsciously looked towards his feet.
A pool of thick blood came into view.
Looking at the struggling and twisted bloody hands in the blood pool, Tang Hao's pupils shrank and cold sweat broke out on his forehead.
Thump thump thump!
He quickly took back his feet hanging by the edge of the pool and stepped back.
Afraid of accidentally falling into it, Tang Hao took seven or eight steps back before stopping.
At this time, Tang Hao was completely sure that he had fallen into an illusion.
Because only illusions can make you lose your mind several times!
"Ah! Damn it, it was just a little bit close, just a little bit close!" The angry roar echoed from the mist, making the blood pool tremble a few times.
Looking at Tang Hao who had regained consciousness, a trace of extreme unwillingness flashed in Qinghe's eyes.
"Isn't it just the golden light of merit? I don't believe how much you, a little tribulation cultivator, can have?"
His cold eyes stared straight at Tang Hao, who had retreated ten steps away from the blood pool. The next moment, obscure and incomprehensible voices came from 'Qing He''s mouth.
Like the devil's whisper, the voice turned into characters that flickered with strange auras, and began to move towards Tang Hao!
The moment those strange dark characters came into contact with the golden light on Tang Hao's body, like water meeting fire, a sizzling sound began to resound throughout the space.
The characters melted one after another, but the golden light also dimmed little by little.
As the golden light dimmed, Tang Hao felt his mind begin to become a little confused again.
He forcefully bit the tip of his tongue and said, "What a terrifying power of bewitchment!"
Seeing the strange characters emerging from the darkness, and listening to the voice that sounded like a demon whispering in his ears, Tang Hao felt horrified in his heart.
We can't go on like this, we must find a way!
Tang Hao had a feeling that if he didn't find a way to leave here quickly, he might really sink into that terrifying blood pool forever!
The characters continued to float out, and the golden light of merit covering the body became increasingly dim.
Suddenly, Tang Hao seemed to have thought of something, and his eyes lit up.
Without hesitation, he sat down cross-legged.
Making the formula with his fingers, taking a deep breath, Tang Hao closed his eyes and began to recite a mysterious formula.
"All things have form, form comes from the heart, and thoughts are invisible."
"The mind transforms all things, the mind turns to form, and form creates no thought!"
As the mantra was recited, the overwhelming sounds around him began to gradually weaken, and his mind was no longer fuzzy, and began to become more transparent and clear.
"This is... a great avenue level mental method?!"
"How is it possible? How is it possible that he, a mere cultivator who has transcended tribulations, has a great-level mental technique?!"
Looking at Tang Hao who suddenly became thoughtless and invisible, 'Qing He''s eyes were filled with shock in the darkness.
The unwilling roar spread throughout the entire valley in an instant, and the next moment, the surrounding space turned into countless fragments and suddenly disappeared!
