Chapter 9 Who is the Holy One?

Style: Fantasy Author: Chen YuanWords: 1972Update Time: 24/02/20 13:45:19
The sky is clear, clouds are flying across, and spots of light are projected onto the wilderness, bright and dark for a while. Please search (Pin%书¥¥.com for the most complete view! The fastest updated novel) Among the clouds, a black-necked greylag goose was leisurely and contented, riding the air current and passing dozens of feet. Suddenly, its body sank, as if being swayed by a Invisible big hands grabbed it and flapped its wings desperately, but they still couldn't fly. The world was spinning, and the steep cliff rushed towards him. The man lying on the back of the wild goose was shocked. If he fell from such a height, even if he didn't die, most of his life would be lost. ! At the time of life and death, he still had a clear mind in his heart. He took a deep breath, his body bulged like a leather bag, and he jumped up with all his strength. The gray goose let out a cry, hit the rock with his head, and fell to pieces.

The man's fall slowed down a little. He shouted loudly, held his head with both hands, and watched as the cliff rolled away. There was a loud "crash" sound, rocks flew, trees broke, dust flew, and a deep plow was created. of ravines. There was a deathlike silence in the mountains and forests. He gasped for breath for a long time, vomiting blood, his hands and feet were sore, and he felt scared. But a small life was finally saved - what happened? Which bastard or straight lady is causing trouble? With thoughts swirling in his mind, the man who had narrowly escaped death slowly got up. Suddenly, the top of his head hurt, as if an iron awl had been stabbed into his brain, and he immediately lost consciousness.

The corpse was like an empty cloth bag, with limbs hanging limply. A strong big hand clasped the back of his neck, and the long blood-red tongue rummaged inside his head, and then slowly retracted. The red deer smashed its mouth, tasting the taste of the brain, thoughtfully, Huangbeicheng, Wei Shiqi, Mei Zhenren, Lan Zhenren, birthday, market, Beiwan Bay, Shenbing Hall, Heqiu City, Shaxianxiao, Shachiu, Jawei, Shatonghai, Wen Shuangxi, Wen Shuangxi, Wen Shuangxi... It turned out that the man who hurried back to Huangbei City was Wen Shuangxi, the demon slave resident in the market of Heqiu City. On the 15th birthday of August, a banquet was held for all the heroes of the world. It was interesting, interesting... Red Deer grinned.

He abandoned the body, reached out and struck at the bloody black-necked greylag goose. The warm corpse stood up like a marionette, its joints crackled, and the flesh and blood was completely shed, leaving only the white bones. The red deer stepped forward and slapped the gray goose on the back of the head. A stream of black air circled around the pale bird's head several times and penetrated through the seven orifices. After a few breaths, the bones turned from white to gray, swelled several times in size, and the bone wings spread out to the left and right, almost ten feet long. The red deer raised its legs and stood on its strong spine, and the skeletal gray goose fluttered its wings and flew straight towards the deserted north city like an old horse that knows the way.

Thousands of miles away in Huangbei City, within the small boundary of Guanghan Palace, Wei Shiqi woke up from his trance on a whim. He had never learned the trick of counting with his fingers, but his uneasiness was real. He lowered his head and thought for a long time. His fingers touched the map of the Wild North in his sleeve. His fingertips felt slightly hot. He knew something was wrong. He quickly took out the scroll, dabbed it with essence and blood, and slowly unfolded it.

Dozens of light points flew into the air, pulling on wisps of crystal hairsprings, outlining the landscape of Huangbei City. There was nothing abnormal inside and outside the city, in the mountains, rivers and land. Wei Shiqi looked at it several times attentively, frowning, and then Squeeze out a drop of blood essence and point it on the boundary map. A flash of blood flashed across the dark boundary map. In an instant, two dots of white light appeared in the city, and a third dot shone in the far south, coming from the deserted northern city. It was dazzling and fleeting.

Wei Shiqi put away the Boundary Map and closed his eyes tiredly. The Boundary Map was made by a powerful hand from across the sea. It was made from the skins of ancient exotic animals, divided into seven parts, and then refined by the True Immortal of Da Yingzhou. , it is by no means comparable to ordinary magic weapons. Even if it is as powerful as Mei and Lan, the two holy masters, and Wen Xuan, the leader of the Ming Dynasty City among the six stars, they have not been able to leave traces on the boundary map. Who is that person from the south, so hidden that even the boundary map can only be glimpsed for a moment?

He thought about it repeatedly and imagined various possibilities, but finally felt that it was inappropriate. In order to avoid greater losses, he went to the small world of Blind Sea and talked with the secret agent Yin Yuan'er for several hours before returning to Guanghan Palace and waiting quietly. changes in circumstances.

The red deer headed north in the fierce wind and snow. Somehow, something strange suddenly flashed in his heart. In the dark, it seemed that a pair of cold eyes were spying on him. The skeleton gray goose stopped suddenly in response to the thought, flapped its bone wings and hung in the air. He stretched out his two fingers, and the wind and snow in the sky suddenly stopped. A big hole opened in the cloud-covered sky, and the warm sunshine penetrated the clouds and fell on him.

The feeling of spying disappeared completely. Ma Lu knew that this was not an illusion. It was unexpected that there were such people in Da Yingzhou and that they had such means. He raised his head and looked up at the sky. The red clouds were rolling and swirling, filling the holes one by one. In no time, they were healed as before. The wind and snow came again, chilling him to the bone. He snorted coldly, stretched out his feet and touched the bones of the gray goose at his feet. Without changing direction at all, he continued flying north.

More than ten days later, the rolling Fengtian Mountains lay in front of us. Between the mountains, giant peaks rose from the ground, like swords and pillars. They were all covered with ice and snow, white and reflecting the dazzling sunlight.

After crossing the Dongtian Mountains, we reach the boundary of Huangbei City.

The surroundings were bone-chilling and the air of death was permeating the air. Skeleton Gray Goose noticed something, and its flight was thwarted, and it seemed that it was a little flinching. The red deer stretched out his hand and slapped the bird on the head, shooting out a stream of black air. The white bones cracked into pieces and fell into the sky one after another. He stood firmly in the void without pretending to be an external object, and cast his gaze towards the distant peak. A little bit of weak water light shone unsteadily, attracting his attention. After a while, Red Deer smiled softly and said: "Okay. So brave...to actually challenge me..."

He shook his shoulders, and his burly body shot out quickly, spanning thousands of miles in an instant. Not long after walking, a turbulent Styx River blocked the way. It twisted and twisted in the sky. It was not reaching the sky but it was not touching the ground. It was filled with gloomy air and full of ghosts. It was not a good thing at first sight. Red Deer grinned and said with a chuckle: "Young man, how dare you block my way!"

The Styx River flowed loudly, and dozens of Styx Water puppets rose from the bottom of the river, holding swords and sabers, and swarmed forward. Red Deer glanced at it with no interest, then threw something casually, and with a flash of golden light, all the puppets were chopped in half and flew back into his palm.

This slashing attack was like a stream of light, breaking through the immortal body. The puppet could no longer take shape and collapsed into the water of the underworld. Before it fell back into the River Styx, it disappeared into thin air and turned into wisps of pure white water vapor, slowly dissipating. Yin Yuan'er had already refined the Styx and felt the power of this attack. She was secretly surprised and hurriedly gathered the Styx, surrounding it for several miles and making it airtight. From a distance, it looked like a huge water ball.

Red Deer strode forward, raised his hand, and the golden light shot out again, slashing at the Styx. This blow was even more powerful, and the Styx suddenly parted, boiling and boiling at the bottom, and straight lines of water vapor rose into the sky, completely out of control. Yin Yuan'er could see clearly this time that what his opponent offered was a strange magic weapon. If he had to describe it, it was a bit like six golden dragons with their tails tied in knots. You were pulling and pushing each other.