In the blood mist, there were several figures standing vaguely, and a cold breath rushed towards their faces. The expressions of several people changed. This was a breath of death, mixed with an unpleasant stench. The blood mist dispersed, and they could see clearly.
I saw the figures of those people.
Their bodies were rotten, with disgusting corpse water flowing, their teeth were "crunching", their eyes were fierce, and their fierce auras rushed towards them.
The rotten flesh on his body was festering, and there were even some maggots squirming in the rotten flesh, which was disgusting.
"Dead body? It's so disgusting." Xiao Ye couldn't bear it.
"Crack!"
These corpses dripping with yellow corpse water walked towards Zhuge Buliang and the others with stiff steps.
"Oh my god, I don't want to fight such a disgusting thing." Xiaoye said, huddled at the back.
Zhuge Buliang held the ancient coin sword and raised the ancient coin sword high. The ancient copper coins were simple and unpretentious, but they sent out a strange wave of energy. Several rotting corpses saw the ancient copper coins, as if they had seen their nemesis.
He turned around and ran into the distance, disappearing in the blood mist in the blink of an eye.
Zhuge Buliang smiled secretly in his heart. As expected, this ancient copper coin was naturally restrained against evil spirits.
The few people continued to walk forward, and gradually, Zhuge Buliang discovered that something was wrong. The true energy in their bodies was imprisoned, and they could not control the air at all.
"Oops, in this case, the true energy is imprisoned. If we encounter any evil thing, it will be lively." Hua Yaoren said with a grin.
"Shut up!" several people shouted.
Even Hua Lao couldn't help complaining: "Your mouth is too loose."
Although the true essence was imprisoned, Zhuge Buliang had a special physique. The seven stars were still suspended above his head, and the Beidou light curtain shrouded several people. Several people gathered in the Beidou light curtain and carefully sneaked forward.
I heard a "rumbling" sound coming from the front, which was the sound of rushing water. In front of me was an abyss, and the sound of rushing water came from under the abyss. This was a grand canyon, and thick blood mist rose from the canyon.
When he got up, the smell of blood hit his nostrils.
Although several of them had their true energy imprisoned, their eyesight was extraordinary. Through the blood mist, they saw a river of blood flowing at the bottom of the canyon.
"A river of blood, is the water in this river really made of condensed blood?" Zhuge Buliang frowned, the rich smell of blood was nauseating.
"There is a suspension bridge there!" Xiaoye shouted, pointing in the distance.
Above the canyon, a nearly rotten suspension bridge spans both banks. The suspension bridge is in dilapidated condition, and the bridge deck has been rotted into disarray. It seems that it will break if touched.
"Can this bridge really withstand human traffic?" Xiaoye frowned. Their true energy was now imprisoned. If they wanted to pass through the canyon, they must first pass through the suspension bridge.
"No, no, there's something dangerous approaching!" Stutter pointed at the blood mist in the distance and said with a look of fear.
Sure enough, in the blood mist, dozens of figures were slowly approaching.
"Holy shit, no, there are so many, I'm dead now!" Hua Yaoren's expression changed.
Zhuge Buliang held the ancient money sword in his hand and stared closely at the figures approaching in the blood mist.
But there was no strong breath of death, nor was there that unpleasant stench. Moreover, the walking posture of those figures seemed to be very flexible, unlike the stiff steps of the previous corpses.
"No, it doesn't seem to be a vicious thing, it's a human being." Xiaoye exclaimed.
The blood mist dispersed, and as expected, dozens of cultivators came over. Judging from their clothing, these people should be cultivators from the Shuntian Alliance. Zhuge Buliang and the others breathed a sigh of relief. With their true energy imprisoned, they encountered a fierce opponent.
Oh, that would be a huge disaster.
At the same time, those cultivators from the Shuntian Alliance also discovered Zhuge Buliang and the others, and some people exclaimed: "It's you!"
"Isn't that Zhuge Buliang?"
A group of cultivators from the Shuntian Alliance walked up. It was obvious that they had also been imprisoned in their true energy and had lost all their cultivation.
"Hahaha, God has really favored our Shuntian Alliance!" A middle-aged man walked over with an evil smile on his face: "I didn't expect to meet you here. If Zhuge Liang doesn't tell me, you will keep your life!"
Zhuge Buliang sneered: "Are you so confident that you can kill me?"
"Now that everyone's cultivation is imprisoned, you can't use your heaven-defying methods. There are more than fifty of us, and you only have five people and one monkey. It's more than enough to kill you!" The middle-aged man sneered.
"Killing Zhuge Buliang is equivalent to eliminating harm to Jiuzhou. When the time comes, the Immortal Cultivation Alliance will also reward our Shuntian Alliance."
"The Nine Nether Black Black Iron originally belonged to our Shuntian League, but it was stolen by this little thief. Now it should be returned to its original owner." A disciple of the Shuntian League said.
"Holy shit, you're even more shameless than me." Hua Yaoren muttered, "Is this an obvious robbery?"
"Stop talking nonsense, hurry up and call out the people from our Shuntian Alliance, or we will throw you into the river of blood!"
The middle-aged man from the Shuntian League showed a playful smile: "You not only killed our chief, but also stole the treasure of our Shuntian League. But if you are willing to kowtow and admit your mistake, I will consider just maiming you."
, I won’t kill you.”
Every step in the Buddhist prison is full of dangers. If you are beaten to a disability, even if you are not killed by them, you will be devoured by evil creatures. They clearly want the lives of Zhuge Buliang and others.
"Everyone, I am the chief of the Starry Night Organization. For my sake, can you postpone this matter for now? Why don't we join hands and get out of the Buddha Prison?" Xiaoye stood up and said.
"Chief of the Starry Night Organization!" A group of cultivators from the Shuntian Alliance were surprised, with a hint of fear on their faces.
"Hmph! What are you afraid of!" The middle-aged man said: "Now that everyone's cultivation has been blocked, we have a large number of people, and it is easy to kill them. Even if the chief of the Starry Night Organization was killed, no one would notice.
"
Xiaoye's face changed, and she yelled: "Are you openly provoking our Xingye organization?"
"Hehehe, I'll kill you now, no one will know!" The middle-aged man sneered: "As long as you want me to kneel down, I will consider not taking your lives. But first, we must take away the things belonging to our Shuntian Alliance.
Again."
"Jiuyou Wuxuan Iron was brought out by Brother Zhuge from the Lost City of Gods. When did it become the property of your Shuntian Alliance?" He shouted, making even the most good-tempered person angry.
"Your shameless look is quite similar to my style back then." Hua Yaoren looked at the middle-aged man with some admiration.
The middle-aged man from the Shuntian League shouted: "Do it! Kill them and take back the things belonging to our Shuntian League!"
"brush!"
As soon as he finished speaking, a phantom suddenly rushed towards the middle-aged man. Zhuge Buliang rushed in front of him and slapped him in the face.
"boom!"
The middle-aged man was thrown away like a cannonball and rolled on the ground more than ten times.
"kill!"
Several cultivators from the Shuntian Alliance swarmed up around him, their weapons gleaming with cold light as they slashed at Zhuge Buliang.
"clang!"
Zhuge Buliang raised his hand and grabbed the sharp blade that was slashing at him. He exerted force on his palm and all the weapons turned into iron filings.
"boom!"
"boom!"
"boom!"
Zhuge Buliang swept out his iron legs and swept away several cultivators from the Shuntian Alliance. His palm was like a knife, and he slashed down with force, splitting a cultivator from his head. The blood blended into the blood mist, and the two pieces were broken.
The corpse fell to the ground, his internal organs were full of fluids, and the scene was extremely bloody.
"What! Hasn't his cultivation been sealed!" A group of cultivators from the Shuntian Alliance turned pale and backed away in horror.
"What is going on? Why?" The middle-aged man struggled to stand up. The left half of his cheek was swollen and his mouth was full of blood.
Zhuge Buliang sneered and said: "You seem to have forgotten me. I am a seven-star treasure body. Even if I lose my cultivation, I am still like an ant if I want to kill you."
The remaining cultivators of the Shuntian Alliance were all livid. They had ignored the most important point. They had long heard of the arrogance of the Seven-Star Treasure Body. Even if they had lost their cultivation, the treasure body could still not be desecrated. Many people had this problem in their hearts.
He felt regretful, especially the middle-aged man. He only wanted to kill Zhuge Buliang so that he could obtain the Nine Nether Black Black Iron, but he forgot that the other party was the Seven-Star Treasure Body.
Zhuge Buliang rushed to the middle-aged man and slapped him again, swatting the middle-aged man away like a fly.
"Did you hit me?" Both sides of the middle-aged man's face were swollen and he was stunned.
"You" A group of cultivators from the Shuntian Alliance want to rush forward.
Zhuge Buliang glanced coldly: "Do you want to die?"
Several Shuntian cultivators who wanted to rush forward immediately stopped and looked at Zhuge Buliang in fear.
The middle-aged man struggled to get up from the ground, but Zhuge Buliang stepped on him.
"Brother Zhuge, this is a misunderstanding, this is a joke." The middle-aged man kept begging with blood on his mouth.
"Do you think it's interesting to talk about this now?" Zhuge Buliang sneered, and stunned the middle-aged man, and opened his bow left and right as if he was asking for money.
"Snapped!"
"Snapped!"
"Snapped!"
The middle-aged man's face was covered in blood, and his teeth were knocked out. In the end, Zhuge Buliang threw him directly into the blood river below the canyon.
All the cultivators of the Shuntian League were suppressed by Zhuge Buliang's arrogant methods. Even though the opponent's cultivation was blocked, his methods were still frightening.
"Give you a chance to live." Zhuge Buliang said coldly: "I won't kill you if you cross that suspension bridge."
Everyone's expressions changed. Everyone could see that the suspension bridge was in a state of decay and could not contain people at all. A group of cultivators from the Shuntian Alliance looked embarrassed. Look at me.