Chapter 0275 The nightmare has no way out, the old love is buried on the way back
There was only darkness in front of Mie Canglan's eyes, cold and far-reaching, like the eternal night that was stuck together before the heaven and earth opened.
He couldn't even hear his own breath, and his heartbeat became extremely ethereal. His whole body seemed to have lost its presence, and even the lightness of the feather could not be felt.
This thorough sense of void was just like when he entered the "etheless time and space" that day. It was silent in the darkness, without wind or rain, and no movement or stillness, like nothingness, and no movement or stillness.
But at that time, there was Lie Qingyang who was as beautiful as a fire, and now he was surrounded by endless cold and silence.
"Cough..." Mie Canglan slowly turned his body, staring at him without any direction, with darkness on all sides without any sense of direction. He coughed hoarsely and vomited his throat heavily, but there was still no sound. In this place of nothingness
The pain in Mie Canglan's whole body was clear. When he moved a little, his body would break his muscles and bones and explode into his whole body.
Mie Canglan tried hard to recall that he remembered that he faced the strange huge pearl alone on the night of the Tianxuan Sect's war, but the pearl suppressed the body of the martial arts with an overwhelming force, and everything afterwards...
What happened after that violent white light that was dazzling and blind?
Mie Canglan tried to regulate his breathing and felt a trace of free cold and heat suddenly popping up and sinking. The power that was most connected to his body was so erratic at this moment. He calmed down for a long time before he could get out of nothing.
A trace of spirit was withdrawn from the void of existence, and he stared at the void without edges and angular steps.
His body was still quite effective. Mie Canglan walked forward with a deadly and cold body that was scattered from inside. He didn't know whether he was moving forward or circling, but even his own voice was swallowed into the coldness.
Naturally, I can't feel the direction.
A buzzing stinging pain gradually penetrated Mie Canglan's temple, but the entangled pain made Mie Canglan lightly shake. He raised his head and tried to trace the source of the pain, and felt a faint ethereal
The gossip was sucking his essence.
The remaining shocks of the storm in the spiritual platform gradually surged up again, and blood-colored hallucinations unfolded in front of Mie Canglan's eyes. As soon as he opened his eyes, the hallucinations quickly stretched and stretched their eyes; in the blink of an eye, the hallucinations were
It shrank rapidly again, as if it had pulled him into an infinitely tightened date pit.
"This is..." Since the memory of Xue Ye of the Qinglian Sect was picked up by the underworld's strange formation, it has never stopped for a moment. Mie Canglan thought that his heart was already calm, but he couldn't stop thinking about it...
"...Huh?" Mie Canglan staggered forward stiffly, and suddenly the tingling pain in his temple turned around, and the pain merged into a tide and rushed towards Tianling.
Mie Canglan was almost broken by the push. He thrust his chest high and exhaled, and he heard a heavy breath. He immediately straightened up strongly, and saw the endless darkness around him disappear instantly, replacing it.
What is the sky-sky fire and blood flowing all over the ground.
The blood was so hot and surging, and it was like a big lang rolling over Mie Canglan's calves. Mie Canglan's eyes widened slightly, standing in a terrifying scene like a fire roaring and rocks piercing through the sky.
In the middle, heart-wrenching screams and cruel and bloody sounds gradually surged in his ears.
Like a bloody drama that gradually appeared in the scene, the memory tide hidden deep in Mie Canglan's mind broke through the barrier of hallucination, transformed into endless screams and accompanied by the wind, and the blood and flesh that shot in the sky was the most beautiful depiction of nightmare.
color.
Mie Canglan slowly raised his eyes, and a large hot storm brushed his pupils hard. Just in front of him, a broken and dying high door standing in the bloody storm appeared, and the letters on it were already stained.
In broken blood.
Qing, Lian, Zong.
"I..." Mie Canglan's voice seemed hoarse and broken in the strong wind like a beast spitting out his huge tongue. The blood-patterned black robe rolled wildly in the wind, and was instantly stained with blood-colored smoke.
The magical black robe that had never been stained with blood was now dripping with scattered blood.
Mie Canglan felt his whole body was frozen and cold. He was actually in the Qinglian Sect that night. The ruins and bloody scene of the purgatory on earth was no different from that time. As expected, this memory has always existed in him.
In my mind!
As long as someone waves the palm that controls the strange evil power, he can repeat everything about Xue Ye to Mie Canglan again!
"It's time going back..." Mie Canglan forced himself to wake up, and his right hand suddenly turned into claws and grabbed his chest hard. Several cracked wounds immediately oozed out, "I was still some psychedelic array.
...What kind of formation is it that can restore the past scenes to such a real reality!"
Mie Canglan covered the bloody mark on his chest. The bloody mark happened to crack on the old scar as thick as a twisted earthworm. At this moment, it was emitting a vicious pain, "No... I have to wake up quickly!"
The palpitations that were just in the infinite void were still shaking, but Mie Canglan had no time to grit his teeth, turned around and climbed a broken rock that was stuck in the ground in a few steps. Standing on the top of the huge rock, he could see
After half of the Qinglian Sect's crazy fire was burning, the bloody night was screaming and terrifying. It seemed like a beast was roaring and slamming in her chest.
"Um..." Mie Canglan was already sweating profusely. The powerful mobilization of the body that had been suppressed for a long time, but he felt an unbearable pain. Each meridian swelled high like a small hill, and even blue blood stasis could be seen slowly in the middle.
the pattern.
Mie Canglan tried his best to mobilize his true energy, endured the severe pain of the broken muscles and muscles, and transformed the cold and heat qi of both arms into his palm. Two strange qi that melted the cold and heat qi rolled into fog light and rushed out of his palm.
These two qi rush out, breaking a shattered piece of Mars in Yingkong, and the toxic hot wind hit Mie Canglan. But in this way, Mie Canglan could have cleared some of his body and dragged it inside.
The remaining heavy feeling spreads, and it spins high like a nighthawk flying.
"Ah..." Just the moment of kicking, Mie Canglan felt that his whole body was twisted in reverse and suddenly made a sound of breaking. He immediately covered his right hand that was painful, but his tentacles were terrible.
Soft collapsed, "My...arm..."
The soft and collapsed part was the skin where the magic pattern was located. I saw the gorgeous blood-colored pattern trembling softly like a wave in the water, clearly showing it in Mie Canglan's surprised blood pupils.
At this moment, the light in Mie Canglan's eyes only gathered less than three or four, and every time it was agitated, it caused the heart to swell and hit the chest. The entire body was in a state of inactivity. However, Mie Canglan was in a state of inactivity. However, Mie Canglan
There was no choice but to hold the soft right arm tightly and scratch the foot. A bloody purple magic light spread out in the wind, lifting up the boy's body with countless scars.
"It has clearly opened the first realm, why is it as hard as the elixir of the body..." Mie Canglan only felt a swaying in front of him, and his body was kneeling on the blood mist with a cold knee, and his blood shadows were loyally surrounding him.
His body spiraled, but it made the snowflakes dancing in front of him heavier.
Suddenly, Mie Canglan looked up suddenly, and the boundless bloody night sky in front of him was swept by several thick black smoke. A large ball of mushrooms turned into a hurricane and swept across the four sides. The collapsed buildings instantly fell and scattered. The Qinglian Sect had already broken six times.
The seventh building was even more barbed into a large area of flat ground.
"Uh!" The explosion hurricane continued to rush hard, and with a hurrah, he pushed Mie Canglan backwards. He could not even stop the wind, and his body had already hit the blood mist with a bang, and his energy became more powerful.
Scattered.
A deep sense of despair filled my heart irresistibly. Mie Canglan felt bad. His cold and steady temperament had been mostly wiped out by the Nightmare Dao formation at that time. His steadyness was as fast as a mountain.
Lost clean.
"No..." Mie Canglan tightly grabbed a trace of cold reason, resisted the burning pain of his whole body, and turned over. He looked around in the air, but there was no way out.
There were bloody smoke from all directions, strong winds and clouds, and then endless whistling dark nights, imprisoning all this in the cage of nightmare.
The Qinglian Sect has been destroyed in the long past, but now it is swallowing Mie Canglan so truly. Their intention is to pull Mie Canglan into this black nightmare forever!
A spiritual light suddenly hit Mie Canglan's mind. He pressed his right hand tightly, which was melting and weak, and gritted his teeth and said, "It's the underworld... the underworld's gang of miscellaneous people have led me into such a formation!"
All he answered was shocking screams and the sound of fighting. Mie Canglan activated the blood mist under his feet to rush quickly. This was as difficult as tearing his body apart. He turned his body high and was soaring to the ten thousand.
Thousands of fighting and entanglement, but the situation is above the blood-colored figure of massacre.
Everything is exactly the same as the night when the Qinglian Sect destroyed the family. Mie Canglan coughed violently and gasped for several times and spat out a mouthful of thick blood. He slowly brushed the corner of his lips and murmured, "Even if the scene of the Qinglian Sect's bloody night can be copied, who can do this
I am familiar with my memories? Unless... uh!"
It seemed as if it had touched a poisonous string, but it was stabbed into the body in one fell swoop. Mie Canglan's right arm made a loud shattering sound. This sound was as if it was shattered by a huge rock.
It appears on a flesh and blood body!
I saw the magic patterns on Mie Canglan's right arm twisting like a wild thin snake, and the gorgeous patterns were completely disrupted, pulling Mie Canglan's muscles and muscles up and down. Mie Canglan couldn't press them at all.
The strange mutation on his right arm was unable to concentrate his already chaotic true energy, and he fell from the blood mist.
With a bang, Mie Canglan fell heavily between sharp and sharp bricks and tiles. A crumbling half-breaking rock slid down from the side and smashed down, pressing heavily on Mie Canglan's right arm.
.
Mie Canglan no longer had the strength to drink pain, but just stood up like a dying dying, and used all his strength to push the huge rock away. However, he was in a cave, and the huge rock rolled down along the edge of the arc.
And when he came, he was about to press Mie Canglan's whole body under him.
At this moment, Mie Canglan heard a low beast roar as if he had an illusion, full of laziness and domineering aura of good dreams, not from the wind or the sky, but from the depths of his body
Suddenly it came out.
As the beast roar came out, Mie Canglan felt a heavy shock in the inner world, and a vibration that was almost synchronized with the toxic heat stimulating wound of his right arm was heard, just like a giant beast from far away to near.