"Are you crazy?! This tree is transformed from the core of the Yinxu Valley. Its thousands of roots are connected to the earth's wild fires in all directions, so it is always cold and snowy but the flames are endless.
This flame can burn heaven and earth, immortals and demons. Do you want to force your soul into your body by forcing it to dry up?!"
In response to Ji Yu's anxious roar, Bai Lian's eyes were burned into a red color with no pupils visible, and burning blood drops kept dripping ferociously from his eye sockets.
He endured the burning pain in his internal organs, and his voice was hoarse from the fire and hard to hear:
"How can I not accept the generous gift that she has prepared with all her painstaking lies?"
Balian raised his head and looked deeply at Ji Yu with red eyes. His eyes, whose pupils could no longer be seen clearly, gave people an inexplicable feeling of extreme madness: "You will know if you are dead or alive, just try it."
Ji Yu is not an innocent person, and the story of lust and nirvana is only spread in books.
Not to mention the watertight city of Shu.
Either don't make a move, and since the layout has been laid out, how can it leave a glimmer of hope for people?
By doing this, Balian is not gambling on his life, but risking his life!
Is it possible that underneath his seemingly calm appearance, his heart was already shattered and shattered, causing him to lose all hope?
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The sky with fallen snow was pitch black, as if pressing down on the earth, and the horizon in the distance was pitch black, compatible with the darkness.
The smell of death and decay was everywhere, and as far as the eye could see, there was no way out.
Dark night, white snow.
Shu Ci walks in the collapsed world. If Bai Lian were here right now, he would find it.
The entire Yinxu Valley has been completely alienated, except for the flame barrier formed by the Crimson Cherry Tree.
In the mist of the dark forest, it was as if countless strange eyes were peering around.
On the surface of the earth, thick trees, and rocks, sculptures like wax statues began to condense and emerge, all as white as corpses.
‘They’ have eyes but no beads, their eyes are empty and lifeless, as if they have just crawled ferociously into the human world from the jelly of hell.
The lower half of the body is always integrated with natural objects such as the earth, thick trees, and rocks, making it difficult to grow legs and run freely.
They stare at this world silently, their beadless eyes looking blankly, making people unable to feel the existence of any gaze.
There are as many white wax sculptures as bamboo shoots in the mountains and forests, and it only takes one stick of incense to walk in the valley.
This dead white color is dotted in this darkness like some kind of scab, densely packed and spreading to the endless field of vision.
Although the solidified white wax sculpture's trunk limbs are in a state of struggling to rise.
But although the auras emanating from their bodies were strange, Shu Ci couldn't feel the aura of any living souls in them.
Without a soul, it is just a dead thing that cannot move.
Shuci walked slowly, and the white wax sculptures looked around in vain, with different postures, including indifference, anger, sadness, and joy.
Their eyes did not fall on Shu Ci, and the strange sight Shu Ci felt in this dark forest did not seem to originate from these things.
She walked in the depths of darkness for another moment, feeling a chill coming from her body for no apparent reason. The wind penetrated her bones and took away the warmth from her body like a cocoon.
Shu Ci paused and turned around with cold eyes.
The group of pewter statues with different expressions behind her started to look at her from unknown time.
Those countless faces with different expressions and empty eyes all turned into one direction and one expression, staring at Shu Ci.
All the sadness and joy on their faces turned into hatred and greed, as if some dirty soul was trying to crawl out of those eyes without eyes.
Gradually, under Shu Ci's gaze, those wax figures gradually began to have eyes that laughed like insects and flies.
Shu Ci stared and frowned, her eyes turning dark blue for a moment. In the field of vision of the magic pupil, she saw that strands of white wind like spider silk were floating out of her body uncontrollably, and thousands of them were sucked into her body.
Among the dead white wax figures behind him.
After absorbing the soul breath from her body, it actually contributed to the birth of the undead here.
Shu Ci's eyes suddenly turned violent, and all nine tails behind her rose up in a frenzy, their demonic aura rising to the sky.
The qi machine like a wind sickle chopped the wax statues that were born in various places into pieces.
Those fragments withered one after another, and as soon as they fell to the ground, the earth burned with scorching fire of Yin veins.
The wax statue fragments fell into it and quickly dissolved into liquid under the high temperature.
A large amount of liquid flows and merges, rolling and struggling like a huge ball of mud, and finally condenses into a huge dead white wax figure.
Looking at the facial features of the wax figure, they are exactly the same as those of the ghost and immortal Suiyou.
Shu Ci knew that the ghost immortal Suiyou was dead, but the Yinxu Valley and his spirit had been complementing each other for thousands of years, and the aura and consciousness of this valley were very similar to his.
Not to mention, in that dead realm, the body of Guixian Suiyou was completely devoured.
Now the Yinxu Valley has been completely activated and turned into a huge walking corpse that is not a single entity.
Even if he has his own consciousness, at the end of the day, he still cannot get rid of the obsession of ghost immortal Suiyou.
Even the undead spirits that grew out of the dirt and decay actually looked like him.
With the help of Shu Ci's power, the huge wax figure finally broke free from the shackles of its original body and gave birth to legs and feet.
'It' slowly got up and stared greedily at Shu Ci's face.
There was a silly smile on his face, like a child seeing delicious food.
The mouth was grinning like a waning moon, and it was clearly a body of solid white wax, but green mucus was constantly dripping from the mouth.
As the soul aura in his body was being swallowed up by this space, Shu Ci did not show any signs of anxiety or fear on his face.
The color flowing out of her strange eyes became even more profound and unpredictable.
"What a stubborn and annoying face."
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! A dark fairy tail brushed across the palm of her hand, and she suddenly pulled out an ancient silver sword from the black air.
The edge of the sword reflects the snow, a very beautiful picture.
The light of the sword floated like meteors in the sea of snow. She once cut off its tail and forged weapons to imprison the dark dragon. She once controlled the demon soldiers and defeated thousands of calamities.
A qi machine turns into a sword, and the sword falls into the palm, without any magical power at all.
She just held the sword and drew it.
It's simple to the extreme, but also terrifying to the extreme.
Even this valley, where consciousness was born, could not help but feel fearful and violent earthquakes.
A sword was thrust out, an extremely simple movement and behavior, and even half of the demonic power and devilish energy could not be used.
Thousands of bright and white sword lights burst out from her hands, and each sword light was magnificent and vicissitudes of life.
Like the longitude and latitude lines that connect the heaven and the earth, the huge wax statue is sewn and imprisoned with the heaven and the earth.
Shu Ci's figure disappeared from the spot, and the next moment, he appeared in front of the giant out of thin air.
She expressionlessly slashed the sword in her hand, and the extremely long sword light cut open the giant wax figure's eyes.
Two green beads burst out and were cut in half.
The soul breath in the giant wax statue's eyes was completely extinguished, even though the yin fire in the earth's veins was burning fiercely, and the extremely high temperature distorted the air.
However, the giant wax figure passed by the countless sword lights was like amber that had been frozen and solidified, showing no signs of melting.
The pale wax figures growing out of the remaining boulders on the mountain wall instantly became crazy.
They ignored their dry bodies and struggled violently with their hands.
The solid mouth opened wide, revealing pitch-black abyss, frantically sucking the energy from Shu Ci's body.
The expression on Shu Ci's face was still indifferent. She brushed the blade of the sword with her fingertips, turned around and swung the sword, and the sword energy that could imprison the power of heaven and earth burst out and splashed out like spring rain.
Passing through the bodies of each wax figure, they all froze their bodies like ice, frozen forever.
The wind in the valley was changing rapidly, like invisible and ferocious hands, constantly tearing at Shu Ci's body.
Shu Ci's eyebrows were cold, and a tail suddenly poked out, waving violently into the dark void.
The wind breath around him, like a ghost haunting him, instantly shattered into mottled and hidden shadows.
Shu Ci's body floated down to the ground in the valley. She looked down indifferently, looking at the black mud beneath her feet that was about to move but was afraid of it.
She sneered, clenched the sword in her hand, raised her arm and swung a sharp edge.
A seemingly random sword strike left a gaping hole hundreds of feet deep in the earth.
The cracked sword edge spread all the way from her feet to the outside of the mountain.
A mountain moved right in front of her and was split into two halves.
The cracks in the earth at the foot of Shu Ci and the split mountain, the marks of the split sword are like deep scars.
A large amount of black fishy liquid splashed out.
After this valley was activated and transformed into a walking corpse, it even took on the most basic characteristics of human beings.
The grass and trees in this mountain are stripped of their hair and beards, the earth is like skin and flesh, and the mountains and rivers are like limbs.
She split the ground and split the mountain with her sword, just like cutting into the body of a living person.
The black liquid gushing out is exactly the blood flowing from the wound in Yinxu Valley.
In the huge crack, you can see magma-like liquid rolling inside.
The Integration Valley trembled as if it was experiencing severe pain, like a sleeping ancient behemoth that had suffered a heavy blow and was awakened.
The dark and soft ground, like the flesh of some evil creature, began to squirm, and white fibrous grasses as dense as dandelions began to grow.
Those slender grasses had a waxy texture, twisting one by one under her feet, and thinly wrapped around Shu Ci's ankles, which were not wearing shoes and socks.
The cold and smooth touch was like a snake, sliding up her ankle.
Through the slender, cold white soft grass, there is no change in the surrounding air.
But Shu Ci's soul instantly trembled, as he had been traveling all this way.
The amount of guiding information secretly sent out to her by Ruoyouruowu in the Yinxu Valley suddenly became huge, weird and intense.
When Shu Ci lowered his eyes indifferently, he saw the wildly growing white beard grass, which looked like wildly twisting water bugs and earthworms.
In less than a moment, the entire land seemed to be covered with a layer of snow-white felt, densely packed with thousands of tiny white insects squirming like earthworms.
The subtle writhing and entangled sounds are superimposed by thousands of people, but the sound is extremely terrifying, like the earth's veins vibrating.
Those slender hair-like snow-white velvet grasses touched the skin of Shu Ci's ankles, and quickly drilled out small red holes, and drilled out thin snakes one after another between her white and smooth skin.
Traces on the surface of the soil.
In less than a moment, Shu Ci's calves looked like they were covered with ivy and were covered with meridians.
Shu Ci's face turned cold and he snorted coldly: "What a whimsical idea."
Severe pain was tearing at her legs, but her face showed no emotion at all, and her eyes were like a deep sea without waves.
She raised the sword in her hand, just like cutting away the branches and weeds tangled among the clothes on the roadside.
Sen Han's sword light passed by, and the white velvet tentacles were easily cut off.
And the meridians that were running wildly between the calves, bulging like blue and purple, shriveled up in an instant.
From the tiny red spots on the ankles, the black corpse energy was expelled from the body.
The strong wind picked up her plain-colored robe, and the tail of her robe covered her feet.
Faintly visible, those fine red dots and bloody mouths have disappeared, and no scars can be seen.
Shu Ci stood still and did not move. The sound of the wind blowing towards her seemed to contain the greedy and crazy whispers of a filthy soul.
She smiled coldly, with a hint of sarcasm in her eyes, "You are just a dirty soul that just emerged from the ditch, and you dare to touch me at will?"
At Shu Ci's feet, the white velvet grass that had penetrated into her body unpreparedly and been cut off was withering rapidly.
In the boundless sea of white velvet flowers, countless 'human' faces emerged.
The stamens and branches supported the human faces. They opened their pure white eyes, and thousands of eyes simultaneously looked at Shuci standing in the center of the sea of flowers.
"They" all opened their mouths, and uttered various weird syllables like birds and beasts.
"Ah... ah... uh uh... babble babble…"
Each face was uttering strange syllables with different tones and making unknown strange screams.
It seems like he is making a weird and meaningless threat.
But Shu Ci knew that they were not threatening, but imitating her words.
These 'things' have consciousness and can communicate with her through the unique ability of the Yinxu Valley to generate information.
But 'they' were obviously more greedy than Shu Ci imagined.
'They' are imitating her tirelessly, trying to learn human language.
‘They’ opened their mouths wide, babbling for a long time, under Shu Ci’s cold eyes.
The completely out-of-sync syllables in ‘their’ mouths gradually became single and neat.
The snow shakes the wind at night, and the cold moon is like frost.
Eventually, the weird syllables in the mouths of this group of 'human faces' turned into a slightly jerky but extremely clear language. The voices they spoke at the same time were like the wind blowing from a strange magical cave.
"Mohe Shuci, nice to meet you."
Yinxu Gu inherited the consciousness of Guixian Suiyou, so naturally he knew her information very clearly.
In just one sentence, Shu Ci could hear the greedy heart of 'theirs' who wanted to devour her. If you like Long Night Walk, please bookmark it: (www.sodu777.net) Long Night Walk Search Novel Website updates at full speed