Chapter 702 Black Abyss Evil Formation
The black long sword pierced through the ripples that had not yet disappeared, as if it had penetrated countless time and space at this moment. The black long sword was pointed in front of the little girl wearing dark red clothes. The long black hair fluttered gently, touching the black
The long sword seemed to have fallen into an oven and was burned to ashes.
Xiaohan didn't speak, and looked coldly at the little girl wearing dark red clothes opposite.
"What pure demonic energy!" There was no fear in the voice, but it made people feel extremely greedy. It seemed that the person being pointed at by the long sword was not himself but the opponent who was holding a rare treasure. There was only greed but no fear.
The mountain of snake-man corpses and sea of blood seemed to have been corroded in the warm and humid air of the black abyss, emitting a fishy smell that lingered around. Lu Wu had just left for less than a moment, and the corpse of the snake demon in the black abyss seemed to have been
After a few months, the body rotted and blistered visibly. For some reason, such a big change happened unconsciously.
Xiaohan's body seemed like a nimble bird, suddenly jumping up in the air, spreading its wings and soaring, so nimble. But at this time, why did he give up the absolute first move and instead lift his feet off the ground, allowing his opponent to take advantage of them?
Opportunity? Gao Feng squinted his eyes, the dark golden innate Hunyuan Zhenqi around him was ready to go, as if he had discovered something.
The dark red water sleeves were hanging in tatters on the ground. The face of the little girl in dark red clothes, which had always been lowered, began to slowly rise as Osamu leapt up. The sound of the bones rubbing against the little girl's neck creaked.
It sounded like a rusty metal puppet moving sluggishly.
Dark red clothes began to fill everyone's eyes, as if the vast sea of blood had condensed into substance, blocking the breath of the black abyss. Blocking the breath of the human world, separating this place from the human world into two worlds.
A vast sea of blood rose from the ground, and Xiaohan's figure was like a small boat in the sea of blood, rising and falling with the waves. One or two big waves hit him, and then disappeared.
Zhang Zhijiang, who was in a trance on the coast of the Sea of Blood, saw huge waves rising up in front of him like a mountain. A smell of blood so strong that even the blood general Zhang Zhijiang changed his color came to his face, making people breathe.
He was sluggish. Wanting to take a breath of fresh air that was usually ubiquitous became a luxury at this time. What he breathed in his mouth and nose was full of bitter blood. He would be submerged in this sea of blood at any time.
The dark golden light of the innate Hunyuan Qi covered several people, resisting the pressure brought by the monstrous sea of blood. At this time, everything in front of Gao Feng and his party was shrouded in dark red. Except for Gao Feng, Zhang Zhijiang and Yuexiang had no idea what was going on ahead.
What happened.
A huge roar sounded. Waves of blood all around hit the dark golden light of the innate Hunyuan Qi. The dark golden light was like rocks. Like mountains. No matter how rough the waves were, Gao Feng always stood strong.
In front of the group of people, they blocked the overwhelming smell of blood.
Zhang Zhijiang looked at the huge waves. The bloody and murderous aura around him burned like a flame. In the face of the overwhelming bloody aura, he refused to take a step back. Zhang Zhijiang even had a feeling that if he could put these things together in a ruined temple outside Zhongjing City,
After absorbing the bloody aura, he will definitely advance to the holy realm.
As soon as his thoughts moved, Zhang Zhijiang felt that there was a sense of death in the bloody and murderous aura like a sea wave, as if the huge waves of blood in front of him came from the dead snake demon, without any vitality and lifeless, which was different from his own bloody murderous aura.
They look similar, but they are actually two completely opposite scents.
If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, Zhang Zhijiang wouldn't have believed that this aura was actually related to Taoist Qingxu. His bloody murderous aura was originally regarded as evil. And the spells of Taoist Qingxu were more bloody than the ones he used.
The murderous intent was a thousand times more extreme. The little girl in dark red clothes seemed to have absorbed the blood from all the snake demon corpses. After Lu Wu's spell, although the corpses became soft, the blood mostly condensed into pieces. These fragments
In the sea of blood, there seemed to be countless rocks rolled up by the waves, constantly slapping in front of Zhang Zhijiang.
Although Zhang Zhijiang believed that he would be able to break this evil magic if he were in this sea of blood, General Xue was still secretly frightened by such momentum.
However, the seemingly vast sea of blood suddenly disappeared, coming and going in a hurry. Even Zhang Zhijiang did not see clearly why the sea of blood disappeared. Everything around him became silent again. The little boy in dark red clothes
The girl raised her head, her long hair rising in the wind, like countless venomous snakes wreaking havoc around the little girl's head.
What is shocking is not this, but the face of the little girl wearing dark red clothes. Looking at the body, there are no facial features on the face that should be beautiful, just an extremely smooth snake egg-like head and face.
Without eyes, Zhang Zhijiang felt a gaze looking at him. Without a mouth, Zhang Zhijiang vaguely heard the sound of chewing the corpse of the snake demon reaching his ears.
The dark golden light in front of him dissipated, and the entire black abyss of the Southern Wilderness was still a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood. Xiaohan squatted half a hundred feet away, and the black long sword in his hand was deeply inserted into the warm and humid ground, and it was deep into the handle. There was nothing around Xiaohan.
There was nothing else, but the little girl in dark red clothes was a hundred feet away from Xiaohan. Neither of them moved or spoke. The whole scene was weird.
Zhang Zhijiang was stunned. What is going on? What is Xiaohan doing?
As soon as his thoughts arose, Zhang Zhijiang saw that the ground of the Black Abyss within his sight began to twist, as if he was on the waves of the sea, undulating. The ground of the Black Abyss seemed to be changing like Zhang Zhijiang's thoughts.
In an instant, a huge face appeared on the ground. Because standing on this "face", Zhang Zhijiang had no way of knowing what the face looked like. Is it ferocious or fearful? Is it greed or cowardice?
The black long sword in Xiaohan's hand seemed to turn into a greedy monster, sucking the power of the black abyss. Zhang Zhijiang seemed to hear the screams of countless ghosts around him, as if this huge face was struggling, in
He tried his best to escape the damage of the black sword. But no matter what, he could not escape the long sword transformed by the black demonic energy.
Soon, the ground returned to calm. A wisp of dark red aura gathered on the ground and flowed towards the little girl wearing dark red clothes. During the flow, the color continued to fade, as if countless efforts were consumed and a great price was paid.
Only then did he barely return to the pure white feet of his mother, and gathered into the body of the little girl wearing dark red clothes.
A smooth face that looked like a snake egg began to rise and fall, just like the ground of the dark abyss. The facial features gradually appeared on the face of the little girl wearing dark red clothes, but it seemed to be covered with a veil, and
Can't see clearly.
"How did you combine the devilish aura and the fighting spirit?" the little girl in dark red clothes asked softly, her voice became soft and clean, without the ghostly aura just now.
Xiaohan sheathed his sword and pulled out the long black sword on the warm and humid ground of the Black Abyss of the Southern Wilderness. Every inch he pulled out seemed to consume countless energy and was extremely difficult. Holding the sword in his hand, Xiaohan's face was frighteningly pale, but the two
His eyes were shining with clarity and excitement.
Without answering the question of the little girl in dark red clothes, Xiao Han returned to the scholar in white, restrained his black aura, respectfully held the Fairy Mountain Sword in both hands, raised it above his head, and returned it to the scholar in white.
With a smile on his face, the scholar in white took the fairy mountain sword and threw it to Gao Feng. He took Xiaohan's hand and said to the little girl in dark red clothes: "My soul has been lost, my spirit has been lost, what are you doing here?
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The little girl in dark red clothes sighed softly, not like a little girl, but like a resentful woman, as if the soul of the snake woman just reappeared, sighing something, complaining about something, at the end of her life
At that moment, I felt something.
"It's better to go back, it's better to go back." The scholar in white said softly, holding Xiaohan's hand, and the two figures gradually became fainter and disappeared into the black abyss. I don't know if this sentence was meant for wearing "It's better to go back."
The little girl in dark red clothes was still talking to herself.
The little girl in dark red clothes suddenly turned into countless dust as the scholar in white disappeared, and was blown away by the breeze in the black abyss, disappearing into the dark abyss like no other.
The surviving snake warriors in the poisonous swamp in the distance struggled to crawl towards Gao Feng. Although they were as persistent as the living corpses, their numbers were much rarer than before, and Gao Feng and his party were enough to cope with them.
Although the situation seems to be getting better, Gao Feng knows that the difficulty he has to face is the Taoist Qingxu behind the scenes. Whether it is the snake demon or the giant python just now, summoning the sacrifice circle, wearing dark red clothes
The little girl is all a means to delay herself. What Qingxu Taoist really has to do is to arrange the great formation that covers the entire black abyss and trap herself in the black abyss. If she really waits for Qingxu Taoist to complete the arrangement of the array,
I'm afraid I won't be able to get out.
Although it was just a hunch, Gao Feng believed in his intuition.
With the Fairy Mountain Little Sword in his hand, waves of familiar aura came from the Fairy Mountain Little Sword, and the fox clan's blood curse shone with a strange light, making Gao Feng extremely friendly. He drew his sword and raised his eyebrows, feeling proud and happy!
Looking up, there was a faint black aura crisscrossing the air. A huge formation was almost completed. Gao Feng felt that the sense of restraint on his body was getting stronger. With his current state, he could actually clearly feel this.
There is indeed something scary about the Black Abyss of the Southern Wilderness that Qingxu Daozu has managed for countless years.
Gao Feng naturally knows that time waits for no one. He holds the Fairy Mountain Little Sword and has unlimited fighting spirit in his heart. The wings of the Soaring Sky Armor behind his back spread out, and with a sudden shock, he wants to fly into the sky, enter the layers of black clouds covering the black abyss, and soar into the sky.
Chapter completed!