When Zheng Xiu heard this, veins bulged on his forehead.
"Grandpa also said, if you regret it, don't look back."
Xiaozhao imitated the old man's tone and finished speaking timidly.
Obviously the macho man's expression at this moment made him feel scared.
Zheng Xiu was silent.
Looking at the closed door, Zheng Xiu opened and closed his eyes. The dice appeared from the center of his eyebrows with his thoughts, spinning at high speed beside him like a spirit.
【inspiration】!
【Investigation】!
A trace of strange black air flowed in the room. Under his spiritual vision, Zheng Xiu felt that the moving black air was like a gust of... wind.
"Hide your head and show your tail!"
With a cold snort, Zheng Xiu's punch came out like a bullet, his body was like a tiger, and the wooden door shattered with the sound.
boom!
Dust was flying, and black crow feathers were rising from the ground!
Crowfeather!
The crow feathers stirred up by the storm swept through the house and formed a strange whirlpool.
The crow feathers began to melt in front of Zheng Xiu, and a putrid smell hit his face.
"ah--"
First there was a shrill crow, and the feathers melted into black juice. The next moment they gathered together like plasticine and turned into a black raven.
The first one, the second one, the third one, the fourth one...
Zheng Xiu watched helplessly as the ravens were reborn from their crow feathers.
"Monk! Back away!"
When the monk saw the strong man punching open the door and crow feathers floating out of it, he felt bad and his expression changed. His expression changed, he smiled, and he was full of malice. He was about to turn around and grab the little kid as a threat without showing any martial ethics. But when I looked back, I saw that the 16th-generation Jingwu of Jingtang Town, who called himself Xiaozhao, had disappeared without a trace, as if he had never existed!
The squirming black juice dripped like hot asphalt in the dim little hut. When it dripped, fist-sized holes were corroded on the ground, and black smoke emitted.
There was only pure black left in the house, spinning silently like a whirlpool.
"well."
A faint sigh came from the black vortex.
There is someone hiding in the whirlpool!
"Walk!"
The hairs on Zheng Xiu's body stood up straight.
[Intuition] was triggered, but the intuition triggered this time did not bring a clear "death prediction picture" to Zheng Xiu. In the blink of an eye, a boundless darkness flashed in Zheng Xiu's mind, as if he had completely closed his mind. He lost his eyes and could no longer see anything.
【die】.
At six o'clock, the faint blood light came on, and a big word "death" suddenly appeared in Zheng Xiu's mind.
With a bulge in his chest, the phantom of the bird in the prison broke through Zheng Xiu's chest, spread its wings, flew high, swooped down, and merged into Zheng Xiu's Tianling Cave.
"Are you so close to Chang An?"
The black vortex was like a door, and the old man hid in it and made a confused sound.
But the next moment, the old man sighed again.
"Then go where you belong."
The inky stream of light condensed into separate wings behind Zheng Xiu, and black lines spread downward with Zheng Xiu's chest as the center.
Zheng Xiu soon transformed into a demonic figure with a white face and fangs.
"Monk!"
Zheng Xiu turned around, grabbed the monk and was about to take off into the sky and escape from here.
laugh!
A harsh sound broke through the air behind Zheng Xiu. A black hand suddenly stretched out and grabbed Zheng Xiu's calf faster than Zheng Xiu could take off.
Zheng Xiu flew more than ten meters high. When he looked back, his pupils suddenly shrank.
A tall black figure with unusually long limbs quickly walked out of the black vortex.
The weird man's whole body was wrapped tightly in tattered black cloth like a beggar, without any skin exposed, and his messy white withered hair looked particularly dazzling.
The eyes of "It" were covered with several thick layers of red cloth. In the red cloth, there were six bloody glimmers flashing, like six eyeballs hidden behind the red blindfold. Chilling.
With his back bent like a little old man, the strange man walked out of the whirlpool and came to the center of the yard. The slender arm that grabbed Zheng Xiu's ankle actually stretched out more than ten meters.
"You are..." Zheng Xiu had a thought in his mind, and a terrifying speculation came to his mind in shock: "Night Lord?"
The old man in the whirlpool did not appear, but he heard Zheng Xiu's words and said indifferently:
"It's the crow-keeper, 'Dove'."
After getting a positive answer, Zheng Xiu threw Ruchen out with all his strength.
Ruchen only felt a blur in front of his eyes, and Jingtang Town quickly moved away before his eyes.
He was thrown outside the city by Zheng Xiu like trash.
"Go to hell!"
Zheng Xiu closed his eyes and lifted his right foot up, which was grabbed by the crow keeper. A terrible force burst out. The crow keeper was suddenly pulled high into the air by Zheng Xiu's kick. Then, Zheng Xiu's body was lifted up in mid-air. The wings rotated, and the crowkeeper's long arm holding Zheng Xiu's ankle suddenly collapsed and was smashed to the ground under the force of the rotation.
Boom!
From a distance, Zheng Xiu's foot was connected to the crow farmer's arm, and with a swing and a strike, it was like a black axe, chopping down lengthwise.
There was a loud noise, smoke and dust billowed across the sky, and the crowkeeper hit the ground like a cannonball.
"Jiu, go and bring the human pillar back."
The Night Master only had time to say one sentence, and a black vortex formed like a door in the house. In an instant, the crowkeeper's body and the house were smashed to pieces.
Zheng Xiu looked down at his ankle. The crowkeeper's fingers were gripping his ankle like iron hoops. His ankle had already changed its shape and was twisted and broken.
Naturally, the pain of a broken bone could not move Zheng Xiu. He frowned because when he hit the crow-keeper on the ground with force just now, the sound that came back when the crow-keeper hit the house did not sound like a flesh and blood body. Like a pile of meat, it made a strange "pop" sound when it hit the ground.
Fortunately, during the recent chaos in Jingtang Town, most residents left their homes and ran to burn Cuihua's house, so that when Zheng Xiu and the crow farmer fought here, no innocent people would be implicated.
In the city, Xiaozhao, the sixteenth generation Jingwu, ran into the town at some point and shouted to the people in panic:
"Run! Run! Something evil has entered the city! If you don't want to die, run away!"
Upon hearing this, the people, who had just felt relieved from the "mian slough", once again became frightened. Amid Xiaozhao's shouts, the people scattered like birds and beasts and fled out of the city.
For a moment, the streets of Jingtang Town were empty, almost empty.
【Surprise Cage】!
The rotten slot machine shook out the corresponding combination under the shaking of a pale hand.
Zheng Xiu raised his eyebrows and took action with the two swords of Purgatory.
The ominous posture of the crow keeper, the monster-like figure, and the [intuition] that constantly reminded him of the danger ahead, no matter what it was, Zheng Xiu did not dare to let down his guard. The moment the double swords of purgatory appeared, Zheng Xiu fluttered his wings and flew high into the sky. The chains rattled, and the two swords were ignited with black flames, and he chopped off his head.
The crowkeeper held one of Zheng Xiu's feet with an outstretched hand, but no matter how much he stretched out his hand, it could not be stretched infinitely. When Zheng Xiu flew straight up into the sky, the tall body of the crow keeper was dragged into the air by Zheng Xiu, and the two infernal swords slashed down with thunderous power!
"Dragon bows his head!"
Six points of blood flashed under the crowkeeper's dry white hair and blood-red blindfold.
Zheng Xiu quickly looked away and looked elsewhere.
Chu Susu once said that the eyes of the crow keeper are weird and you must not look into them.
The sword slashed down like thunder. This sword had destroyed the mountain in Fengbei back then.
Now that it has reappeared in Jingtang Town, its power... can be imagined!
boom!
A loud bang!
The earth shook!
The light of the two swords was like a smooth mirror, sliding across the town, and at the same time split the crowkeeper's body into two halves!
Before the dust settled, Zheng Xiu, from a high position, could vaguely see that the town was split open by his knife. The ravine was a hundred meters long and bottomless. A row of houses were split open from the middle, and the inside was in a mess.
At this moment, Zheng Xiu no longer cared about whether his thaumaturgy would "destroy public property." As the degree of compatibility increased and the challenge was completed, the double swords of purgatory disappeared from his hands.
But Zheng Xiu's solemn expression still remained, and the knife didn't feel like it had struck anything real.
He looked down.
That arm was still clutching his broken and deformed ankle!
"Hahahaha--"
The crow keeper was split into two halves, and the black rags seemed to turn into black liquid, squirming strangely in mid-air.
suddenly.
The crowkeeper let out a weird laugh. At first it sounded like laughter, but if you listened carefully, it sounded like an unnamed bird call.
Sharp, high-pitched, and intermittent, it gave Zheng Xiu an ominous feeling.
"What kind of monster is this!"
The white-faced and fanged monster angrily cursed what kind of monster the crowkeeper in front of him was who was still alive after being split in half.
Come again!
surprise--
Zheng Xiugang stretched out his hand, preparing for another big move.
But then there was a stinging pain between his eyebrows, causing Zheng Xiu's movements to pause for a moment.
Along the way, Zheng Xiu had used his ultimate move many times, but Zheng Xiu had never tried one move before having to use a second move.
[Surprise Cage] is like a final stunt. The reason why the stunt can be called a stunt is because it is "stunning" enough.
But right now, the Crow Raider is clearly not dead yet.
Snapped!
The crow-keeper was divided into two halves, and many white "flesh whiskers" suddenly grew out between the two halves of the body.
The tendrils on both sides quickly approach each other.
Zheng Xiu covered his forehead and took a closer look in pain, and his scalp suddenly became numb.
The crow-keeper's body is being reconnected, and what connects the two bodies is not "flesh whiskers", but "hands" that are like babies and have skin as white as jade!
The "little baby hands" as thick as thumbs are reaching out to each other greedily. Countless little hands are connected like fleshy tendons, forcibly connecting the two halves of the Crow Keeper's body!
Zheng Xiu was stunned.
Although his incarnation is not human, at least it looks human on the surface.
When injured, there will be superficial bleeding and pain.
But the crow keeper is not a human being at all!
It's a "creature" that Zheng Xiu has never seen before!
"you are not human!"
…
In a deep passage.
The passage is made of mist and extends straight ahead, seemingly endless, and it is unknown where it leads.
The old man who once appeared in front of Zheng Xiu as the "Fifteenth Generation Jing Wu of Jingtang Town", who was not even mentioned by name, was walking in the mist passage. Every time he took a step, something sticky seemed to be picked up where his feet came into contact with the mist, and it squirmed blackly under the soles of the old man's shoes.
If you look very closely, you will find that the "things" stained by the old man's feet are flesh and blood like hairy tentacles.
The old man walked very fast.
He was afraid that if he walked too slowly, he would be left in the misty passage and unable to get out.
In the mist on both sides, strange outlines kept squeezing out. Some looked like people, some didn't look like people, some looked like some kind of creature, and some looked like heads with eyes.
It was as if there was something outside the fog, trying to penetrate this thick fog barrier and enter the passage.
"He is not human!"
Zheng Xiu's exclamation echoed in the passage, but when it reached here, the tone and voice had already become completely different, a bit more sinister.
"he is."
The old man's feet did not stop and he walked faster and faster.
In the blink of an eye, the squirming tentacles behind him could no longer keep up with the old man's footsteps.
His rickety back gradually straightened, and his face seemed to be molting, with the old skin peeling off bit by bit.
The old man murmured to himself: "Or, he once was."
"What I didn't expect was that it was you who rescued the 'Human Pillar' in Baili Village twenty years ago and destroyed my century-old plan."
"But why do you insist on pretending to be a descendant of the Zheng family?"
"Absurd."
"The Zheng family should not have given birth to a second stranger."
"I never thought that you would go all the way west, but you would actually appear in my secluded place. It is really God's will."
"Weird people will be attracted to each other under the guidance of 'strange things' and follow the 'strange way of heaven'."
"You think it's fate, but you don't know it's fate."
"I, you, she, and he, standing in the 'human position', will one day become the 'human pillar' and die for the common people in the world. No one can escape."
"Although I don't know where you come from, if you can clearly distinguish right from wrong from the beginning, and recognize the dangers and dangers of the ever-dark things, I might be able to spare your life and keep you until the next 'hundred years', but it's a pity... pity."
"What you don't know is that whether they are strange people or strangers, they are all 'the fallacy of the world'. If you get too close to Chang An, you will only be swallowed by Chang An, and in the end it will only wake up terrible things."
"The Sun Chaser once got too close to the scorching sun and was melted by the scorching sun he worshiped."
Everyone has secrets hidden in their heart.
If you hide it, you can't help but talk to yourself.
In this lonely passage, this is the place between the eternal world and the eternal darkness.
I do not know how long it has been.
A colorful shadow appeared in front of the deep passage.
The Night Lord stepped into the shadow, his body gradually decayed, his flesh and blood lost its luster, and pieces of flesh fell at his feet, revealing the black bones inside.
Night Lord was completely unaware of the changes in his body. When he raised his eyes, wiggling black tentacles stretched out from around the whites of his eyes, instantly covering Night Lord's eyes in pure black.
This is a pair of black eyes.
A pair of eyes that have faced the "scorching sun".
So they crave light.
The Night Lord smiled lightly: "I am the only one who was melted by the 'scorching sun', that's enough!"
The old man had another name a thousand years ago.
A name that he had long forgotten - "Zhu"!
…
Jingtang Town.
The people, birds and animals dispersed and fled their hometowns.
Most of the city was destroyed.
After Ruchen was thrown out, he landed heavily and grinned in pain.
He climbed up with difficulty and took a closer look, only to see two figures struggling together in the air, sometimes violently hitting the ground, shaking like mountains and rivers. It's hard to imagine that "two people" are fighting, and it's even harder to imagine that it's two people doing magic tricks on each other.
No, Ruchen shook his head vigorously. This seemed to be beyond the scope of what "thaumaturgy" could explain.
It's two...monsters.
Ruchen stared blankly as the two figures struggled wildly, but did not step forward.
He hated his own powerlessness, and he knew that if he went up, he would only hold back the strong man.
suddenly.
One of the figures in the distance transformed into a long sword, it was Zheng Xiu. He cut off his own leg with a knife, staining the sky with blood.
After Zheng Xiu cut off his own legs, he was temporarily freed from the constraints of the crow farmer. His dark wings dragged out brilliant light and shadow in the air, and Zheng Xiu landed in front of Ruchen.
"Hey, monk."
Zheng Xiu's face was exhausted and stained with blood. With only one leg left, he stood in front of Ruchen like a golden rooster. He looked at Ruchen, with a bit of helplessness in his eyes, and shouted.
The macho man's posture at the moment seemed a bit funny, and if Ruchen usually smiled rudely.
The monk couldn't laugh at this moment. He looked at Zheng Xiu blankly. Although Zheng Xiu didn't say anything, he vaguely knew that they would probably not survive today.
Seeing that Ruchen didn't answer, Zheng Xiu hesitated for a few seconds and stopped waiting. He quickly took off the scroll on his back and pressed it firmly into Ruchen's arms.
Ruchen knew that Zheng Xiu cherished this picture scroll all the way because Feng Bei was trapped in it.
"Monk, can I...believe you?"
Zheng Xiu's hand did not leave the scroll. He looked deeply into Ruchen's eyes and spoke word by word.
The monk was stunned for a moment, not knowing what to say, and nodded vigorously through gritted teeth.
Zheng Xiu whispered: "The painting depends on the person?"
The monk picked up the scroll and smiled slightly: "The painting depends on the person's presence."
"Then," the macho man grinned, extremely free and easy: "The rest is up to you."
After that, the bloody macho man turned into blue smoke and disappeared in front of Ruchen.
High above the city.
The figure of the crow keeper rose high, dragging a broken leg on an arm more than ten meters long, swinging in the air like an octopus's tentacles.
Arms sprouted from the crowkeeper's back.
Each arm was bony and grotesquely misshapen.
It happened that these deformed arms were entangled with each other behind the crow farmer's back, and in an instant they became two pairs of "flesh wings" that covered the sky and the sun.
It seems that the crowkeeper at this moment looks like a bird.
A huge black bird.
(End of chapter)
