The sound of heavy breathing was particularly clear amid the noise of panic and roaring.
A monk with gray temples had red eyes, like an evil beast that grinds its teeth and sucks blood. He gasped heavily and wiped the blood on his cheeks. His eyes were excited and crazy, staring at the blue flower that grew out of the remaining grass.
Colorful flowers.
He pounced on it with his whole life, like a bird that had been hungry for a long time in the wilderness, almost gobbling up the peanut.
For a moment, the noise became eerily quiet.
Lin Zheng looked at the scene in front of him, his eyes full of suppressed anger: "Zeng Zhishan! That is your little apprentice who has been with you for twenty years! You are so cruel!"
The old man named Zeng Zhishan seemed oblivious to Lin Zheng's questioning. A sickly and excited flush appeared on his wrinkled old face. He quickly rolled up his sleeves and looked at the terrible red spots on his skin.
Taking pity on his disciple, he fell in half on the grass and died with his eyes open.
While Zeng Zhishan screamed, those people infected with the poisonous corpse bug stared at the dead body on the ground, their eyes glowing green. That look made Lin Zheng's hair stand on end.
Zeng Zhi made good use of facts to prove that what Feng Ju said was true.
Although the monks did not kill people as hurriedly as Zeng Zhishan, their stern eyes kept spinning in their eye sockets, scanning the companions around them.
It seems that he is comparing the strength of his strength and preparing to find someone easy to kill to sacrifice flowers.
"Crazy! Crazy! You crazy people!" Lin Zheng couldn't understand the look in their eyes, and was furious for a moment!
While roaring, Lin Zheng suddenly felt a vicious stinging sensation on the left side of his waist. In the flash of lightning, he reacted extremely quickly. He raised his sword and blocked it horizontally towards his waist, and there was a clang of metal.
Voice.
In the midst of the pain in his palm, he lowered his head and looked back, and saw a short dwarf monk with a vicious face pressing a piercing hidden weapon in his hand against his waist, and the sharp part had already penetrated into the flesh.
The wound was not deep, but the wound was numb and numb, and he was completely unconscious. It was obviously poisonous.
Although Lin Zheng is not that old compared to many of the monks present, compared to these older generation of senior monks, he is indeed a soft persimmon that can be easily pinched.
But everyone here was counting on him to lead them out of the demon world. Lin Zheng never expected that someone would actually dare to take action against him.
The dwarf monk seemed to understand the shock and confusion in his eyes. The monk sneered disdainfully: "You are so annoying with your yelling. I have long been dissatisfied with you, a young man from a noble family. With the help of a good
Do you really think that your mind is nothing? Now my life is almost gone. Even if you find a way to leave the demon world, I won’t survive that day!"
Lin Zheng roared angrily, and with a flourish of sword light, he shook the dwarf monk away, and his figure hurriedly pulled out several afterimages in the air to avoid the sneak attacks of several people.
After seeing the blood, the scene was completely chaotic.
Except for Lin Zheng, a bully young prince, everyone in the middle and lower reaches of the field were treated as prey by the group of people, and they drew their swords and killed them.
The strange thing is that although those who were poisoned and those who were not poisoned were all equally divided, most of the brothers of the same sect in a small team, either masters and disciples, or sworn brothers, one of them was poisoned and the other was poisoned.
healthy.
When these people were looking for targets, they were afraid of killing other people's loved ones and provoking retaliation from others. After several considerations, they actually pointed the blade of their hands at their relatives.
"Hahaha!!!" Feng Dahuang laughed loudly on the wall, seeming to feel proud of his skillful means of killing without a single blow.
He looked at Lin Zheng wildly and said, "Young master, the young prince, who is extremely intelligent? At this time, I wonder what other ways you can solve it?"
Lin Zheng, who was besieged by several people, soon became covered with injuries, especially since the poison in his waist was constantly eroding his will. How could he have any extra thoughts to calculate these things?
He was extremely confused, wondering if he really had to confess here today?
Thinking about this, I couldn't help but regret deeply.
If he had guessed Ye Shu's thoughts earlier and entered the demon world alone, how could things like this have happened today.
Ye Shu colluded with Demon Sect Feng Ju, and he may have harbored evil intentions for a long time. Now that he has not obtained the dragon ball and is trapped here, he has asked Ye Shu to obtain the dragon ball. By then, I am afraid that he and the Lin family will not only be in decline.
If the demonic path flourishes because of Ye Shu, he, Lin Zheng, will be an eternal sinner of Zeguo, and will never be redeemed by a hundred deaths!
Can't die!
He must not die here!
Ye Shu must be stopped!
But before Lin Zheng could think of a complete plan, a sudden fire broke out.
Immediately afterwards, heart-rending roars spread like a curse. The monks who were fighting with swords had red eyes and their expressions became more and more crazy. But strangely, the movements in their hands stopped stiffly.
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Lin Zheng, who was under siege, suddenly became less stressed. He coughed out a mouthful of blood, covered the bleeding wound on his abdomen, and stared in surprise at the white flames. The glazed umbrella swayed slightly, and the ghostly white tiger roared with flames.
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On the ground, those half-broken blue flowers burst into flames when touched by fire. From the soil came the painful and twisted cry of children, and the rhizomes of flowers and plants dug up in the yin fire, like countless meridians that had been opened.
They twisted crazily like an octopus, and then withered away.
Even if a monk slaughtered a person and smeared the blood on it, it would be difficult to stop the withering trend.
The fire spread very quickly. In an instant, the blood, internal organs, corpse insects, wild grass and blue flowers in the wall seemed to have been purified, clean, and an unstained surface was revealed.
Feng Ju's proud smile suddenly froze.
A thin and slender hand passed through the flames and gently rubbed the Yinling White Tiger's head. Balian raised his head and smiled and said: "The best solution is to remove the carrion with a sharp knife. What do you think, Master Protector?
"
The life-saving flower that everyone was fighting for was gone. The monks' eyes were red with anger and they wanted to rush up to Baili Ansheng and tear it away.
Lin Zheng could not wait to clap his hands and shout, "It's wonderful!"
Since then, the life-saving flowers and plants in this area have disappeared, but there are many outside the wall.
This group of little people who wanted to gain the protection of others and conserve their own strength to save their lives were forced to have no choice but to use their strength to break through the siege.
"What should we do! The detoxification flower has been destroyed. Should we rush out and fight the devil?"
"You're crazy! Don't look at who forced us to be like this. It's the devil! Here, although the kid is inhumane and destroyed our flowers and plants, the most he can do is refuse to save us and never save us.
It won't harm us." The person who spoke weighed the pros and cons very clearly.
"That's right! We pissed off that kid. Even after we go out, he won't protect us from the devil. Going out will mean death. I won't go out!"
"I won't go out either! Miss Jing and Miss Yin are both the third sons of Heaven and the future successors to the rightful leader of the human world. They have the responsibility to stabilize the world. Now that the remnants of the Demon Sect are in front of them, they should take it as their own responsibility to kill them. No,
Kill that culprit, and I won’t leave until I die.”
Zeng Zhishan, who had taken the blue flower antidote, chuckled. He was no longer in danger of his life and said happily: "A horse has traveled a thousand miles to eat grass. If you don't want to go out, then why don't you just wait here to die?"
Although Zeng Zhishan is ruthless in his actions, his brain is not very good, so he can forget about it on weekdays.
But under such circumstances, how could the desperadoes who were forced into desperation be so surprised by such cynicism?
Seeing his disgusting expression as he ignored the matter, the eyes of the monks who were having a heated discussion suddenly turned cold.
At this time, the dwarf monk hiding in the shadow said in a sinister voice: "He took the blue flower for a short time. The drug must still be in the blood of his body at this moment."
He did not express the vicious intention in his words too clearly because it would be too inhumane.
But even so, those monks who wanted to survive understood the meaning of his words.
As a result, those people who killed people first to eliminate the poison of red-tailed corpse bugs in their bodies were instantly like young lambs mixed into a pack of wolves, surrounded by a group of people with madness and cruelty in their eyes.
Lin Zheng, who was applauding in his heart just a moment ago, suddenly opened his eyes wide, his pupils trembled violently, and the blood on his face faded completely.
Immediately, flesh and blood flew everywhere, and screams could be heard endlessly.
Lin Zheng's face turned pale, and he slowly turned his head away. His Adam's apple rolled uncontrollably, as if he was extremely sick.
Even the demon sect protector on the wall saw this scene, and the two will-o'-the-wisps in his eye sockets jumped in astonishment. He obviously did not expect that things could develop to this point.
He stayed for a long time, his teeth chattering, and there was excitement hidden in the sarcastic laughter: "It's really a shame that you group of righteous monks rebuked us in the devil's way for being cruel. I see that the faces of you group of self-proclaimed righteous monks are worse than ours.
Yeah, it’s hard to see where it’s going, hahaha! Well done! Well done!”
Although Balian couldn't see it, he knew what was happening by hearing the movement. His expression was solemn, and a cold murderous intention gradually appeared in his eyes.
Yin Baishuang glanced sideways, seeing that the love-cutting sword on Su Jing's waist had been unsheathed, and sneered: "I remember there is one commandment of Taixuanzong, which is not to kill fellow disciples."
Su Jing's eyebrows were cold and emotionless: "When did you see me observing the Taixuan Sect's laws?"
The edge of the sword was as cold as a mirror, reflecting her deep black eyes like gems, which made it difficult to distinguish between sadness and joy: "What's more, look at how they look now, how human-like they are?"
Yin Baishuang, who had never dealt with her, had to admit that this was polite.
When people abandon common sense, evil will arise.
When the sky rebels, disasters occur; when the earth rebels, things become monsters; when people rebel against virtue, chaos results. Chaos leads to resentment and disasters.
The monsters causing chaos in the human world are also monks who have lost their humanity and become demons out of spite.
After eating the demonic flowers irrigated with blood, this group of people became more violent and resentful. If they continued to let it go, they might not be far away from the demons.
Boom!
The wall made of bones suddenly collapsed, and the bones and skulls shook down. Before Su Jing could take action, the entire silent underground palace seemed to come alive and start rolling.
Suddenly, the soul fire floating in the grass in the underground palace suddenly disappeared, the cracks in the underground continued to spread, and the breath of cold pool water surged up from the depths of the ground.
What is shocking is that what surges out from the cracks in the ground is waves of blood, and the fishy smell is as strong as blood.
In the heavy rolling waves, the old and vigorous tree vines are like giant thorns coming through the water and breaking through the earth, forming into shocking old locust trees with great momentum.
The waves of blood surged, overturning and submerging the monks who were lying on the ground with mottled flesh and blood on their lips and teeth. Only heart-piercing screams could be heard, and the people with bloody scars on their skin were all burning with fever.
The red hot molten iron exploded into a puff of fiery blood mist.
The vision suddenly occurred, and the blood wave passed very quickly, breaking down the wall and drowning up to everyone's waist.
Yin Baishuang, Su Jing and others were about to rise with their swords to avoid these strange waves of blood of unknown origin.
But before they could make any move, they saw a confused and unresponsive Lin Zheng not far away, his head and face covered in blood, but no damage was seen.
Upon closer inspection, the monks who had not participated in robbing Zeng Zhishan were intact in the blood wave.
These waves of blood seem to only engulf the depraved human beings.
After devouring those dozens of people, the old locust tree that grew out of the depths of the earth grew like crazy. In an instant, it reached a height of a hundred feet. When the leaves were in full bloom, there was a sound of iron helmets, and a sea of
The leaves as big as a palm glowed with an icy brilliance like iron armor.
The leaves and roots flew up, carrying the bright red blood waves diagonally to the southwest, forming a long bridge of iron and blood.
The waves of blood were like flames, reflecting in Yin Baishuang's dark eyes, which was indescribably cold and eerie.
She didn't say a word, and hundreds of chess pieces appeared hanging around her. The chess pieces flew away like arrows piercing Lin Yu, carrying the power of the powerful space aura and shooting towards the long bridge of black iron and blood waves.
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! The next moment, countless double-tailed copper snakes swam out from the long and strange bridge railings, and they actually grabbed all the hundreds of chess pieces like they were fighting for food.
Swallow it into your belly, then stick out your tongue and scream.
Yin Baishuang's face darkened: "It is indeed the Mingzhuo Bridge."
Hearing the unspeakable solemnity in her tone, Balian knew that the situation in front of him must be very bad, but he had never heard of the Underworld Bridge: "Underworld Bridge? What is that?"
Yin Baishuang took a deep breath. The originally white complexion suddenly dispersed due to the surrounding soul fire, and the dim light made her side cheeks look even colder:
"According to legend, in the Nine Netherworld, three thousand filthy cold fires gathered together to create a dragon of the underworld. The dragon was born with two tails, one to protect the heart and the other to fly. He listened to the lectures of Emperor Taiyin of Fengdu in the Netherworld for thousands of years, and gave birth to spiritual wisdom and spirituality.
The bird Suzaku is both a boundary-guarding beast.
It's just that the Nether Dragon was born in response to the resentment, and its cruelty was far higher than that of the Suzaku, and it could not protect the world for more than a hundred years. When it was full of cruelty, it burst out of the world, causing the bridge of the Styx to break.
Shape the bridge of Naihe."
Yin Baishuang glanced at the hissing sea of snakes on the bridge railing, her face became extremely solemn, and she continued: "The dragon has two tails, separated from the body and concentric. The flying tail has become useless, and the remaining heart-protecting tail
, you can also imitate it. After the Minglong escapes from the underworld, the heart-protecting tail is the most terrifying Yin weapon in the world, which can take souls and kill people. It is called the Bridge of the Underworld by the Zhongyou Dynasty."
Bai Lian said solemnly: "So, the locust tree that turned into a bridge was actually turned into a dragon's tail in the earth?!"
Yin Baishuang's face turned ugly: "I underestimated Ye Shu. He went there alone and was actually able to obtain the Dragon Ball."
When the dragon ball is separated from the body, it can revive the dragon.
Yin Baishuang couldn't imagine how terrifying and violent the Minglong would be after losing the Dragon Ball, but she knew it clearly.
If Minglong wakes up completely, everyone will die today!
Yin Baishuang sneered, but there was no trace of fear on her face. It seemed that death was in front of her, and it was nothing worth mentioning.
She looked at Bai Lian who was gradually lost in thought, and said with a sarcastic smile: "It's better now, because because of Ye Shu, the mission assigned to you by the Demon Lord has completely failed.
What? What if you give up and leave now, return to the Demon State Dynasty, and marry the Demon Lord obediently. Under her protection and love, this Nether Dragon is even stronger, and has the ability to destroy the world, but she is a Demon Lord,
I want to protect you, a little corpse demon, but it doesn’t take much effort.”
Seeing that she was still in a sarcastic mood at this moment, Balian couldn't help but laugh and said: "But it's still a good idea."
As soon as he finished speaking, Balian suddenly felt like a thorn in the side of his cheek. Although he couldn't see it, he could still feel a pair of extremely cold eyes swaying across his face like a cold knife.
Bai Lian knew that Miss Su Jing hated Demon Xiaoxiao the most, and his self-indulgent words may have really angered her, so much so that even she couldn't hear the joke in them.
He hurriedly coughed lightly and said: "I was joking, the situation is still improving today, so you two girls don't have to worry too much."
The two-tailed black snakes on the Underworld Bridge swam toward the place where there were living people. These snakes were completely black and scaleless, and their bodies seemed extremely soft, but even Yin Baishuang's sunspots could not hurt them in the slightest.
Snakes crawl onto people's bodies and pass through their skin, leaving countless traces that burn into the bones.
What's even more terrifying is that even when everyone rises up with their swords, they avoid the snakes in fear.
The next moment the two-tailed black snake failed, it sprouted fleshy wings and soared through the waves. Its speed was not as slow as that of the monks wielding swords, and it caught up in an instant.
There is no need to bite with poisonous fangs, just by sticking to the body in batches, you can easily corrupt the body-protecting spiritual energy of the monks. Wrapping them up, in a moment, the flesh and blood of a living person will melt like frozen oil exposed to high temperatures.
There is no flesh and blood on the ground, only bones.
The strange thing is that the body of flesh and blood is gone with all the internal organs, but the body of bones is still connected with the vitality of the soul, struggling desperately with the sword in mid-air.
There were more or less four or five snakes wrapped around one person's body, and the snakes were vying to raise their tails and hiss.
The two bifurcated tails actually slowly bloomed into two small evil green flowers. The flower's mouth opened wide, and it spit out a cloud of cloudy air as thin as smoke towards the mouth of the bone-white monk.
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The cloud of Yin Qi penetrated into the mouths and noses of the monks all-pervasively. Their violent struggles gradually ceased, as if they were suffering from soul-leaving syndrome, and their hands and feet were loose and hunched.
The original white soul color in the center of the brow bone was dyed green. As the tails of the two-tailed black snakes squeaked violently, as if issuing some kind of instructions, the monks were like puppets on strings, tilting their skulls and leaning their bodies.
He allowed the two-tailed black snake to get into his eyes, mouth and nose, and looked at the remaining surviving people with a solemn look.
The scene was almost desperate.
The black snake was like a thread floating in the blood waves. Su Jing's eyebrows were cold and silent. A slender snow-white finger was raised slowly and slowly. The fingertips were filled with halo, and a tiny flaming lotus bloomed.
The lotus fire slowly rotated on her fingertips like a swaying fire, illuminating a clear and pure place.
The surrounding red water was reflected by the firelight, and the black snake in the water looked away, as if it was very afraid of the thing at her fingertips, and did not dare to move forward. It circled around the three of them, then gave up its target and left in another direction.
The snow-white and thin clothes were gently fluttering in the water, and the waves blew her black hair into confusion. A few strands fell on her cheeks, making Su Jing's face extremely pale. From this, it can be seen that those strands seemed to be calling.
The light lotus fire was probably extremely draining of her body.
Lin Zheng, who was trapped in the water, was not as anxious as others to fly up with his sword. Although his face was ugly, he was still calm. He put the sword back into the sheath on his waist with his backhand, holding a blue sword tightly around his neck.
Jade, holding a ball of light, quickly summoned a long bow.
The light stretched gently at the fingertips, and several silver arrow feathers were strung up on the bow. There was no need to deliberately aim. The fingers suddenly relaxed, and four silver arrows shot out of the wind.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! The silver arrow missed a black snake, but fell on all sides, causing a great chill, and quickly formed four walls of thick frost and ice, wrapping it and protecting it.
These four arrows were not for power, but for self-protection. Lin Zheng's reaction was not unpleasant, but he still underestimated the intelligence of these two-tailed snakes.
Before he could take a breath, the ground beneath his feet suddenly split apart, and bright red waves rushed up. In the waves, several black snakes with their jaws wide open and hissing came forward through the water, heading towards
He galloped up between his spread legs.
Lin Zheng's face suddenly turned white. If his heart was entangled by this strange snake, at most his flesh and blood would melt and become an unconscious creature. But this first bite would turn him into a man with neither male nor female virtues. Then
This is totally unacceptable!
At the critical moment when he was at a loss—
"Give me your hand!" A cold shout came from above his head, and Lin Zheng quickly raised his arm without thinking.
A cold hand grabbed his wrist forcefully, and a huge force pulled him out of the water, taking him into the air.
Lin Zheng lowered his head and saw two black snakes that had bitten nothing and spread their wings in the water, ready to continue chasing him. He couldn't help but shuddered and subconsciously held the wrist of the person who saved him tightly.
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The man's palms were extremely cold, his wrists were extremely thin, and the protruding wrist bones seemed to be wearing some cold, sharp ornaments, which made his palms ache.
Lin Zheng was about to raise his head to see who had saved him, but a dazzling sword light swept down quickly, and he could not see the person's appearance clearly. He only saw that the sword light looked ordinary, but it caught two black people who were chasing him.
The snake was chopped into two pieces and fell down.
Lin Zheng breathed a sigh of relief and rubbed the stinging corners of his eyes, just as he was about to say thanks. When his sight regained clarity, his pupils shrank sharply and he could clearly see the face of the man.
The man's eyebrows were cold and old-fashioned, and he was dressed in faded green clothes. His thin upper body exposed a large area of dark and complicated magic lines, which made his skin extremely pale. Against the background of the heavy blood and soul light, even if his face was too raw
It doesn't have any lethality. At this moment, it looks like a demon in human skin.
Lin Zheng was suddenly struck by lightning, his voice trembled and stretched to the extreme: "Ye Shu..."
He never thought that the person who saved him at this time would be Ye Shu.
Ye Shu didn't answer, and took his sword to the top of the locust tree. The locust tree that grew from the dragon's tail was touched by his breath, and as if it had received some kind of induction, it spread its branches and leaves to accommodate him.
, as if to welcome.
Seeing this, Feng Ju couldn't help but be overjoyed: "Shu'er, did you really get the dragon ball?"
Hearing the word "Dragon Ball", Lin Zheng's remaining illusion about Ye Shu was instantly shattered, as if he was suddenly pulled into a cruel reality.
His expression changed drastically, he struggled to throw away Ye Shu's palm, and said sternly: "I don't need you to save me!"
Feng Ju looked a little dissatisfied: "Why did you save him?"
Ye Shu raised his wrist, rubbed his wrist bones as if in pain, and said calmly: "Uncle, I have obtained the dragon beads and refined them into my body according to your words. When can I see my mother."
At this time, Lin Zheng discovered that there was a simple thin hemp rope tied around his wrist. On the hemp rope was a Five Emperors copper coin that was very common in mortal temples and was used for divination.
The copper coin was worn out and had rough edges. The pain in his palm just now was caused by the coin.
When Feng Ju heard that he had refined the Dragon Ball, he couldn't help but be surprised. He secretly thought that he was indeed the son of the Holy Girl of the Demon Sect. His body that could hold the sealed door key was really extraordinary. He could even easily melt such a violent thing as the Dragon Ball.
He no longer struggled with Lin Zheng's existence, and said with a smile: "There is no hurry, no hurry, now you and I are about to accomplish a great cause, we must do it first, but don't be bogged down by small details."
Ye Shu has lacked love since he was a child. He has always been docile and obedient in front of his relatives and elders. Hearing what Feng Ju said, he would never be rude and forceful. He only calmly nodded and said: "Although the dragon ball has been taken, Minglong is still the old devil after all.
It has been sealed for hundreds of thousands of years. Although there are signs of recovery, the process is too slow. Ye Shu is bold and wants to ask his uncle for a sacrifice to revive the Dark Dragon."
"Oh? Who do you think is more appropriate to sacrifice?"
Ye Shu pointed at Bai Lian and said calmly: "This person."
Feng Ju was not surprised by his decision, secretly thinking that the young man was pregnant with Yin Jade, and he was from the same ancestry as Ming Long.
If I could get him to sacrifice, I was afraid that it would be twice the result with half the effort, so I immediately agreed: "Don't mention one person, even if you want hundreds or thousands of people, I can give them to you, uncle."
Unexpectedly, Ye Shu was not at all polite to him. He smiled faintly, held Lin Zheng's life gate with one hand, and said, "Then I want this man's life too!" If you like Long Night Walk, please collect it: (www.sodu777.net)
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