Quiet, only the silence of deadness remained in the swamp. The drifting speed of the mist became slow in Xiao Shizhu's eyes. There seemed to be nothing strange in the green and strange quagmire in front of him.
But he always felt something hidden under the quagmire. The vigilant look on his face increased instead of reducing.
"Can it be the legend that Ke Yun told us privately?" The national teacher Yingying, who had been silent for a long time, suddenly spoke: "That legend about the monster here?"
The fishy smell is still drifting, and there is murderous intent behind the quietness. It seems that it is really related to the legend here.
"I don't know, but it may be, let's be careful." Xiao Shizhu said this, and leaped up and headed forward.
When he landed on a fossil of dead wood in front of him again, he hurriedly raised his hand and signaled Yingying not to follow him, and said, "Don't come here first."
A rare panic and surprise appeared on Xiao Shizhu's face. He saw endless ghosts floating in the fog not far away in front of him.
These bodies are said to be floating in the quagmire, but rather to be trapped in it and can no longer extricate themselves and can only stay in it forever.
They had already merged with the quagmire swamp, all of them had hideous faces and a look of pain. They either stretched their hands upwards or raised their heads and mouths, as if they were calling for help that they were calling for help every day and that they were not effective.
Moreover, these bodies are very strange. Not to mention the slightest vitality in their bodies, their entire body seems to have been dried up, without a trace of moisture.
Xiao Shizhu has seen such mummies in various parts of the southern part of Huangquan. It is said that it is a method used to punish traitors by the ghosts of Huangquan.
They would nail the traitors to wooden racks, put them in deserted places and let the sun be exposed to the sun, and let the strong wind blow their bodies dry. Then they would hang these mummies on trees, rocks, and even city walls everywhere to serve as a warning.
That was a very cruel punishment.
However, looking at the mummies in front of you, it was not like the devils in the Yellow Springs. They did not dare to enter here, and throwing the corpse here did not serve as a warning. And Xiao Shizhu also suddenly realized why the national teacher Yingying could not sense anything
Life form.
What remains here are nothing more than some empty bodies. The nature of the swamp cannot suck the lives of these ghosts. What exactly is it that takes away the lives of the corpses here?
Xiao Shizhu couldn't figure it out.
"King, be careful." Just as Xiao Shizhu was thinking and enchanting, the national teacher Yingying behind him suddenly exclaimed.
Xiao Shizhu instantly woke up from thoughts and saw the swamp mud surging around him, boiling like boiling water.
The fishy smell in the air around it suddenly became richer.
Xiao Shizhu's legs spread slightly apart, and he held the hilt of the Moon Sword on his waist tightly, looking around with all his concentration.
"Below." Then came another exclamation from the national teacher Yingying.
She finally sensed the existence of vitality and appeared in this lifeless swamp.
When exclaiming, mud and water splashed in the mud pool under Xiao Shizhu's feet, and the cold wind suddenly emerged. Huge waves of mud surged up, causing more fishy smells. When Xiao Shizhu looked down in the lightning, he saw mud and water rolling up.
Amid the huge waves, a fang and a bloody mouth appeared.
The increasingly strong fishy smell is the bad breath in this bloody mouth.
Xiao Shizhu jumped on tiptoe and rose into the sky. His body became hot and excited. He laughed and said, "When his hands were itchy, something came to me and cut it. I won't tear you apart."
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As he was talking, a strange cold light flashed around his waist, and the Moon Destroyed Sword suddenly unsheathed.
At the same time, he saw clearly behind his bloody mouth was a huge red snake head. The forehead of the snake head was covered with bulging sarcoma. Between the sarcoma, a cold ray of light was everywhere, and the murderous intent was revealed.
Big eyes.
When you look at each other, you will inevitably make the back of the person feel cold.
"What a strange snake, its eyes actually grew on its forehead." Xiao Shizhu thought so, and had already stopped in the sky. He turned the Moon-Destroying Sword in his hand and opened it hard at the big snake. His fangs appeared.
, spitting out the scarlet letter's mouth, swooping down...
The swamp is quiet and peaceful, but the swamp is windy and sandy.
The sky was dark and the wind was raging. Flying sand and stones kept flying, slapped into the shelter of the Huangquan pursuers and temporarily camped in the shelter.
The dim mountain city cannot see everything in the city in the wind and sand. Only the flying wind and sand can be seen sweeping over and sweeping away.
In a stone chamber in the mountains, the black-headed dog demon sat cross-legged on the ground, closing his eyes to rest, and quietly listening to the rustling sound of the wind and sand slapping on the stone doors and windows.
In the bonfire in front of me, the firewood licked by the flames made crackling sounds from time to time, and a few sparks burst out slowly with the hot wind.
"General, why have you never believed Chi Yun's judgment?" After a long time, a demon soul and ghost soldier next to him was also a dog-headed man, thinking: "I think Chi Yun's analysis is somewhat reasonable?"
The bonfire swayed in front of the black-headed dog demon a few times. When the shadow swayed on his face, he opened his mouth and said in a deep voice: "It makes sense."
The ghost soldiers around me dare not say too much, nor dare to think about it anymore.
"Maybe you have forgotten, or you have never heard of the legend of the swamp at all, just like Chi Yun, I think Xiao Shizhu will pass through the swamp and die and live." After a moment, the black-headed dog demon still closed his eyes.
He was restless and said slowly: "But most of his side are ghost soldiers. He should know the legend in the swamp. I expected that because of this legend, he would not dare to venture into the swamp."
Although he said this very firmly, he was nonsense.
Xiao Shizhu had already entered the swamp at this time, and Xiao Shizhu wanted to die before he could live.
"What legend?" The ghost soldier beside him immediately became energetic, sat up straight and asked anxiously. Curious eyes emerged from both eyes at the same time.
"You really don't know?" The black-headed dog demon, who opened his eyes slightly, glanced at the ghost soldiers beside him and closed them.
"I really don't know." The ghost soldier shook his head, his face full of confusion: "I just heard that the ghosts who entered were not coming out. I always felt that the place was not a good place. There were dangers everywhere, so it would be better not to enter rashly."
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As he said that, the ghost soldier shivered in front of the bonfire. The fear brought by the swamp was already deeply rooted in their bone marrow.
"You little devils really don't know anything. Even if you have prepared enough in that place, it's best not to go in. Have your parents not warned you? Never get close to the failed creatures of God."
The dog demon sighed softly. The sigh turned around in this stone chamber with the hot wind ripped from the bonfire.
"A thing created by God?" The ghost soldier's curiosity was aroused by him. When he muttered this, his curious eyes fell on the face of the black-headed dog demon again.
"Yes, and it was a failure." After a moment, the black-headed dog demon who was still resting with his eyes closed, said leisurely: "In fact, this swamp is called a divine pool. It once nurtured us like the blood pool in the underworld.
Most of the life in the underworld.”
His voice echoed in the stone chamber, and the past from a long time ago was whispered by the black-headed dog demon in this dark day.
"The ancient god who created this place back then first brought a pure vitality from the blood pool of the underworld that nurtured all things."
When the black-headed dog demon said this, he did not do anything. A few wisps of blue smoke rose from the flames in front of him, gathered in the air and turned into a human form. The smoke with his right hand crossed his chest gathered.
The person is holding a ray of blue smoke in his hand, slowly rising.
"This ancient god first used this strand of life force to create a chaotic world, which is the predecessor of Huangquan today. Then he injected this strand of pure life force into chaos, and then he had a second
A pool of blood.”
The scene on the bonfire suddenly changed with the wind, and the ancient god who gathered smoke splashed the green smoke in his hand down.
When the ghost soldier saw the green smoke turning downward and poured into the flames, the bonfire flames suddenly rotated slowly around the firewood. They were like a torrent of water, and more like a small sea of fire.
"But the imitated blood pool is not a real blood pool after all. The vitality and power in it are only one thousandth or even one thousandth of the blood pool. Therefore, the terrain and creatures that can be built are not
Perfect. Look at our world, how many places have a harsh climate that has no place to survive." As the flames stopped and revolved back to their original state, as the blue smoke dissipated, the black-headed dog demon then said: "But
This ancient god did not give up. He absorbed the essence of life in the divine pool and created many ghost tribes in the underworld. However, most of them had no intelligence and died soon. Among them, those who survived became our ancestors."
"The God Pool also lost a lot of vitality shortly afterwards and became dead, so the hundreds of miles swamp you see today is the failed creation of an ancient god."
"Short long after the disappointed ancient god left quietly, many failed creatures from the underworld were thrown in. In order to find a manager for these creatures and our ancestors, the ancient gods created our queen. But none of them did not
It was discovered that the bottom of this hundred-mile swamp was filled with a faint mysterious power. It was dormant in the mud, waiting for an opportunity to move, devouring all life that dared to enter the swamp."
"Over time, it became stronger and merged with the swamp, without distinction between them. It can also be said that it merged with the yellow spring. Because our world comes from that swamp, it is the power of the ancient gods with its
Made from."
Having said that, the black-headed dog demon finally slowly opened his eyes and stared at the bonfire flames in front of him, his eyes were red.
"After this mysterious power became powerful, it began to absorb the sun, essence, moon and moon. After a long time, it had skin, flesh, blood and bones, and its own thinking. But it was still a failed creation, so when it discovered it and the swamp
Oneness cannot be out of it, and it is permanently trapped in it until the sky collapses and the earth falls until the end of time, it becomes irritable and restless. From then on, any life entering the swamp will be left unhesitated by it.
Suck it. And the swamp is it, it is the swamp. Even the Queen of the Yellow Springs on its territory cannot compete with it. She can only let it suck its life." After a pause, the black-headed dog demon slowed down
He turned his head slowly, looked at the ghost soldier with interest, and asked: "There is such a dangerous thing inside. Do you think Xiao Shizhu will still take risks after knowing this rumor?"
"No." The ghost soldier shook his head after thinking seriously for a long time. Then he asked again: "What does that monster look like after being flesh and blood?"
"It is said to be a one-eyed giant python, who knows?" The black-headed dog demon closed his eyes and rested.