Xu Qing was stunned when he heard this. He looked at the palace door suspiciously, and then at the totem transformed by the captain. The last memory in his mind was that he and the captain successfully devoured the phantom of the Red Mother.
"After swallowing it, why do I feel like I have forgotten my artistic conception?" Xu Qing squinted his eyes, felt his body, and found that everything was fine.
"Could it be..." When Xu Qing was thoughtful, the captain's small totem on the door made an incredible sound.
"No, little Ah Qing, I must have forgotten some memories. I have been affected. What kind of situation is this? I have to think about it carefully. This is too scary."
the captain exclaimed.
"Elder brother, don't think about it." Xu Qing stood up and walked towards the door, intending to push it open.
But the moment Xu Qing approached the gate, the small totem transformed by the captain suddenly burst out with blue light, and countless low roars echoed within it, and the sound shook his soul.
In the next moment, a red light appeared on the captain's totem out of thin air, spread rapidly, and began to turn into paper.
"I, I, I, I remembered, I was cursed by the Red Mother, I shouldn't remember, this is wrong, little Aqing, hurry up, make me forget!!"
After the captain was stunned for a moment, he immediately became anxious, his voice filled with endless regret, and Xu Qing's eyes also focused, and there were rattling sounds in his mind. His expression changed, and he immediately sat down cross-legged, and the mood of forgetfulness unfolded again.
After more than ten breaths, Xu Qing opened his eyes, looking dazed.
On the gate, the small totem transformed by the captain also has his eyes open and closed.
"Huh? Why do I feel like I forgot something? It's interesting... When I think about it carefully, I will definitely remember what happened."
Xu Qing pondered, looked around, and suddenly spoke.
"Senior Brother, this is not right. I should have unfolded the forgetful mood, but it will never unfold suddenly. There must be a reason."
"I probably want us to forget some things, and once those things are remembered, it will be very scary."
"So, I suggest you not to remember it."
Xu Qing said, stood up and put his hand on the door.
"Elder brother, let's open this door together!"
The captain in the small totem on the gate was suspicious. After thinking for a while, he agreed with Xu Qing's answer. Although he was still curious about what happened, he still chose to suppress his curiosity.
"That's it, think about it later, open the door first and become the Lord of the Counter-Moon!"
The captain took a deep breath, and the small totem he transformed shone with light. In cooperation with Xu Qing, the two of them broke out at the same time, pushing the door of the Niyue Palace to the highest palace that had never been opened in this era...!
The Lord of the Counter-Moon is about to appear.
At the same time, the crisis in the Kusheng Mountains has reached a critical moment. With the advent of the Red Mother Mortal Slough, the mountains have become isolated islands in the sea of blood, shrouded in the skin of the Mortal Slough.
Every time the skin squirms, it will shrink inward. All rocks, vegetation, creatures and even living beings, as long as they are touched by it, will become part of the human skin and be swallowed up.
Under its devouring force, nearly 70% of Nuoda's Kusheng Mountain Range has disappeared.
And eating continues.
On the sea of blood, cultivators of the Red Moon worshiped fervently. The Emperor of the Red Moon had no expression on his face. He did not stare down, but looked into the distance.
This is not the focus of his attention.
"Your Majesty, why don't you show up yet?"
The Red Moon Palace Emperor murmured in his heart, surrounding this place and slowly swallowing up the Kusheng Mountain Range. This was just his arrangement to achieve his goal. He wanted to use this place as a lure to force the Crown Prince and others to appear.
They are his focus.
Otherwise, how could he come in person to a mere Kusheng Mountain Range and unfold the red yin Yun.
"If you don't appear again, this place will become the Lord's food."
The emperor sneered, sensing all directions.
At this moment, in the Kusheng Mountains covered by the mortal skin of the Red Mother, all the monks gathered in the remaining 30% of the area.
Despair, exhaustion, confusion, helplessness...all kinds of negative emotions are extremely obvious in the monks here.
Their clothes are ragged and their faces are haggard. Many of them have spent all their cultivation and are extremely weak at the moment. They can only wait for death.
All efforts are in vain. Facing the Red Mother Mortal Slough, even the masters of the Four Halls cannot resist.
They tried hard and bombarded this dim world of human skin with all their strength, but all the spells and magical powers fell in all directions, like stone cows in the sea, unable to make any waves.
Ordinary people are simply irresistible when faced with gods.
Looking around, there is constant rain of blood here, and the earth is submerged, as if it has become a river of blood. People can only stand on higher ground as much as possible.
And the alienation has become more and more intense, and many monks have even begun to alienate, wailing in pain, and the comrades around them can only end it silently for them. This is the only way to relieve the pain.
The Fourth Hall Master looked at all this bitterly and closed his eyes. The feeling of trying to struggle but to no avail made his determined mind fall into the abyss.
Master Shengluo followed him, his face pale, looking at the painful monks around him, and listening to the countless wailing sounds, he was helpless.
There are simply not enough pills for everyone to use.
In the crowd, those followers of Master Danjiu were all bitter at this moment, and felt that their faith was about to collapse.
They... failed to find Danjiu after all, and now the entire desert has become a sea of blood, and the Kusheng Mountain Range is also facing collapse. In a sense, the Danjiu they followed is either dead or not here.
"I hope Master is not here..." The bold woman, the leader of the followers, sighed softly.
Among the crowd, there was a small area where Ling'er, Ning Yan and others were.
Chicken Little, You Jing, and Mogui Ancestor are all around, and the medicine shop... has long been swallowed up by Mortal Slough.
"Brother Xu Qing...where are you..."
Ling'er's body was trembling a little, her face was pale, and she was murmuring in her heart.
Ning Yan was silent, Wu Jianwu was frightened, and every movement of the sky was a heart palpitation for everyone here.
At this moment, there were roars from all directions, the mortal skin shrank again, rocks disappeared everywhere, areas were swallowed up, and the overall scope became smaller.
But the resistance did not stop because it was ineffective.
The bodies of the four hall masters flew out and bombarded the sky. Those monks who still had some strength left gritted their teeth and launched into the air, attacking with all their strength.
Even if it cannot be shaken, at this time, we still have to fight.
Even some monks who were about to be alienated did not choose to let their comrades help to end it. Instead, they lifted up into the sky with miserable laughter, went straight to the human skin sky, and blew themselves up there.
The roaring sound sounded extremely tragic.
The shrinkage of human skin continued, and the blood rain became even greater, flooding more areas.
As for the gray wind that blocked the swallowing of the Red Mother, there was not much left, and no whimpering sound could be heard. It could only blow here and there in scattered directions. Only in this shrouded world could the terrifying swallowing of the Red Mother come from
The sound echoes continuously.
Time passes in this despair.
The scope of the Kusheng Mountain Range is getting smaller and smaller. When only 10% of the area is left, the squirming of Fanshen accelerates, and even a large mouth appears on the sky, and more bloody saliva flows out, indicating hunger.
They are also more intense.
What followed was deeper despair.
"It's almost over." The Fourth Hall Master spurted out blood and laughed miserably. He looked at his subordinates around him, cupped his fists and bowed.
"Fellow Taoists, if there is another life... I will still take this path!"
"Gods are not eternal!"
The fourth hall master roared lowly, his eyes showing determination.
"Hope is everlasting!"
The remaining cultivators here struggled to give out their last shouts of life, as if they were about to burst out all their persistence and regrets in this life in just one sentence.
When the sound echoed and spread in all directions, Chi Mufan's shed human skin shrank suddenly, trying to swallow up the last remaining area.
But at this moment, a sudden change occurred!
A ray of light appeared out of thin air in the world shrouded by the shed skin of the Red Mother!
Its brilliance comes suddenly and suddenly without any warning.
That was golden light. After it appeared in mid-air, it spread rapidly outwards. In the blink of an eye, it seemed to turn into the sun, covering the entire area with light.
The blood rain roared and rolled back after touching the light.
The sea of blood on the earth is boiling directly, as if being dispersed, it is constantly churning.
The contraction of the shed skin was also blocked at this moment, and the invisible light turned into a tangible support, causing the contraction to stop.
The monks here were all shocked. The four hall masters also instinctively looked at Ning Yan and others. The same was true for Ning Yan and others, especially Ling'er. Her expression showed excitement. Her intuition told her that Brother Xu Qing was coming soon.
Under the gaze of everyone, a bronze door suddenly appeared in this light.
This gate is so big that it towers over the sky and the earth. The moment it arrives, waves of terrifying waves rumble from within, spreading in all directions like an overwhelming mountain.
Chi Mufan's shed skin roared, the earth trembled, and the sea of blood in the outside world also stirred up huge waves.
All the cultivators of the Red Moon Temple were shocked, and the emperor suddenly turned his head. He no longer looked at the figure waiting for the prince in the distance, but looked at Fanshen, and his expression changed.
"This breath!"
Also changing at the same time were all the monks from the Niyue Temple in the Kusheng Mountain Range. At this moment, endless waves rose in their hearts. Their eyes widened. The resonance from their bodies and souls made them instantly recognize him.
this door.
"This is……"
"The gate to the highest palace!"
"The door to the highest hall of Niyue Palace actually appears here!"
"Isn't the Niyue Palace sealed?"
"Could it be..."
The sound of breathing, uproar, and exclamations spread in all directions at this moment. The huge bronze door standing in the air, blocking the shrinkage of the red mother's mortal skin, attracted all the attention...
It slowly opens from the inside out!
Waves of sounds like the murmur of gods reverberated from the door and swept around. Suddenly, the color of the sky and the earth changed, and the wind and clouds surged.
And the eyes of all living beings here, in this excitement and disbelief, all saw...in the slowly opening door, in the endless shining of light, two figures appeared...
"The Lord of the Counter-Moon!" The master of the fourth hall was shocked and exclaimed.
This sound was like thunder from the sky, and the hearts of everyone here exploded.
At this moment, the entire Moon Sacrifice Territory was trembling, and a sense of revival erupted from the soil, from the mountains, from all things and sentient beings!