One orb, one token, and two soul defense treasures firmly anchored the souls of Sima Quan and Sima Shan.
The two of them were panting, covered in sweat, and tried their best to attack the surrounding magma sea. Their bodies flickered and could escape through the air at any time.
An old man with a rough face, wearing rough clothes made of linen, holding a big wooden stick in his left hand, strode through the lava all over the sky and rushed over. He walked to Sima Quan and Sima Shan and took off the orb and token.
Sima Shan and Sima Quan roared in shock and anger: "This... is unfair..."
The old man struck one blow at a time, beating their bodies to pieces.
"That's right, I bully children. This is unfair, shameless, obscene, and filthy." The old man grinned and turned towards the two streams of light that quickly shot towards the direction of the soul-stricken flag in the distance. Dao Shenhun smiled and said: "But I did it, what happened?"
Wu Tie shook his head speechlessly.
This old man is the first member of the Wu family and an old monster in the main lineage of the Wu family. He is the only old monster in the Wu family who sits in Wuyi cave all year round and protects the peace of the clan.
His seniority is several times higher than that of Wu Dou. Ordinary descendants of the Wu family don't know how to address him exactly. In short, they just refer to him as 'ancestor' when they meet vaguely. This is always right.
"Old Ancestor!" Wu Tie and Wu Zheng bowed deeply to the old man at the same time.
"Well, we don't have time to procrastinate here... The young boys in the clan have to be taken out to practice. These two guys have to wait and clean up. It's too time-consuming." The old man wiped his face. The big beard on his head smiled heartily.
"Although I am indeed a bit defeated when I take action, but as the saying goes... a person who is shameless is invincible; and there is also a saying that if you are too old to die, you are a thief... Isn't it natural for an old thief like me to do something outrageous?"
The old man's wooden stick in his left hand released a turbid and arrogant aura, and he struck the stick into the void, smashing the magma sea into pieces.
The originally small grotto has been turned into a large grotto with a radius of hundreds of miles by the Wu family's formation, and the dome is nearly a hundred miles high. In several places, the rock wall suddenly exploded, and streams of Yin River roared in, forming rapid waterfalls on the rock wall.
The icy-cold river water washed over the red ground, and steam rose, quickly filling the entire grotto.
There were strange fish, shrimps, turtles, crabs, and various aquatic products coming down the river. Soon a large lake appeared in the grotto. Various aquatic creatures were swimming happily in the lake. The lake water washed away the surrounding rock walls. Looking for a way out.
The old man strode away with his head held high, carrying a big stick and singing folk songs.
His casual stick just now not only shattered the magma sea, but also completely cracked all the remaining auras in the void.
No matter what restrictions or spells Sima Shan and Sima Quan have on them, it is impossible for the people behind them to know what happened to them, and they can no longer track them thousands of miles away and cling to them.
Wu Tie licked his lips.
The magic power that the old man used as a stick can be mastered after he breaks through the shackles of the thirty-three-story building. However, he only knows how to do it and has not yet realized the usefulness of this magical power to 'disrupt the secret of heaven'.
"Destroy corpses and eliminate traces..." Wu Tie nodded thoughtfully. It seems that he needs to strengthen his understanding and practice of this magical power in the future.
On the altar, the Lost Soul Banner and the Beidou Soul-Slaying Sword emitted dense light, the Lost Soul divine light danced interlacedly, and the killing auras of the Netherworld crisscrossed, hitting the souls of Sima Mountain and Sima Quan continuously.
The two of them had glimpsed a hint of the mystery of the realm of gods, and had almost mastered a great road. Their auras were integrated, as solid and bright as a golden elixir, without any leakage.
No matter how many dozens of members of the Xuanming clan urged them, the Lost Soul Banner and the Beidou Soul-Slaying Sword were just treasures that Wu Tie had just refined. The climate was too shallow and their lethality was limited. They would not be able to deal with a soul like Sima Xiu. It has considerable lethality, but has almost no effect on Sima Shan and Sima Quan.
When Wu Tie and his party arrived, an ancestor of the Xuanming clan was about to take action holding two dark wooden nails.
Seeing Wu Tie coming over, the ancestor of the Xuanming clan smiled and nodded: "This set of soul-destroying treasures is in line with the way of my Wu family, and the refining method is very clever. The great avenue is mysterious, tsk tsk, ancestor, I can’t even understand it.”
Shaking his head, the ancestor of the Xuanming clan laughed in a low voice: "Anyway, my Wu family attaches more importance to blood inheritance. I don't care if I don't understand it."
"It's just that the long flag and seven-handled sword are in too shallow a climate. They are like towering sacred trees that have not grown yet. How much power can they exert when they are just seedlings?" The ancestor of the Xuanming clan said to Wu Tie: "So, Wu Tie Iron Boy, please go with us on this expedition."
"This kind of lost treasure needs to be nourished with the souls of countless creatures and the breath of killing. Only in this way can it grow quickly."
Throwing away the two dark wooden nails in his hands, the ancestor of the Xuanming clan smiled very proudly: "Let's just say that these two 'mourning door nails' were passed down from my forty-ninth generation ancestor. I don’t know how many crusade wars there were, and I don’t know how many demons and monsters were crucified by them, so that we have the current climate.”
The ancestor of the Xuanming clan bit the tip of his tongue, and a little blood spurted on the two wooden nails.
Two sharp strange whistles of "Woo" rose into the sky. Wu Tie's eyesight went dark, his body swayed, and he almost fell to the ground. Behind him, a large group of the Wu family disciples who had followed to watch the excitement staggered back a long way, and then sat down on the ground.
Two black lights rushed out and pierced the souls of Sima Shan and Sima Quan.
Sima Shan and Sima Quan groaned, and a transparent hole was opened in their pale golden glass-like souls. Then wisps of soul power quickly flowed out, turning into large rays of light and being swallowed by the Lost Soul Banner. Down.
The aura of the Luohun Sanpo Banner has been significantly enhanced. The power of the souls ejected from the souls of Sima Shan and Sima Quan has become more intense. The power of the Luohun Sanpo Divine Light released by the Luohun Sanpo Banner has become even more powerful. Strong, the breaths of the two of them were weakening slightly.
"How dare you, how dare you?" The two finally panicked and started screaming hysterically.
"Why don't we dare?" The ancestor of the Xuanming clan said calmly: "If you are not convinced, let the masters of the Demon Palace come to us for revenge... Kill me, I will kill. This kind of thing will not happen once or twice. .”
All the members of the Wu family laughed at the same time.
Their smiles were extremely bright, but with a hint of ferocity. At this moment, Sima Shan and Sima Quan were like two little white rabbits wrapped in a pack of evil wolves, extremely weak and helpless.
Underground, in the Great Rift Valley, Wu Zhan, Wu Jin and his son stood in a small crevice in the rocks, staring blankly at the tide of poisonous bats and poisonous spiders flying and climbing upwards. There were also some inexplicable strange creatures that they didn't know much about, emerging from those huge caves and climbing upwards along the rock walls.
Gradually, the strange creatures rushing out of the cave became more and more weird. When a group of strange creatures that looked like octopuses, completely black, with long tentacles densely covered with sharp venomous stings, crawled out of the cave and crawled out of the cave. As they climbed up the rock wall, the four of them opened their mouths at the same time and couldn't close their mouths for a long time.
"What the hell is this?" Wu Zhan couldn't help but exclaimed in shock.
Tens of feet away, in another small stone crevice, another soldier from the Three Emperors Camp looked at the four of them, father and son, and murmured: "It should be a brain-eating demon... Legend has it that this kind of thing can only be found in the absolute The most evil thing that thrives in the deep cracks of the lightless ground is..."
As if he noticed that someone was watching him here, a brain-eating demon with a body length of nearly a hundred feet suddenly waved its tentacles. The tentacles as thick as a bucket stretched strangely and rapidly, and stretched to dozens of miles in an instant, with a 'swish' He drew towards the Sanhuangying soldier who was speaking.
The warrior from the Three Emperors Camp gave a weird laugh, and he let out a low roar. Yellow energy surged around his body, and the phantoms of the mountain peaks took shape in front of him.
Then one of the mountain peaks suddenly turned into a 100-foot-high volcano, spewing magma and flames and smashed towards the tentacle.
There was a loud noise, and the dozens of miles long tentacles instantly turned into flying ash, and the volcano continued to blast towards the brain-eating demon without mercy.
A sharp whistling sound like a bamboo flute came from deep underground, and a voice came from afar: "Everyone from the Three Emperors Camp, please don't do anything. These beasts are the vanguard to consume the monsters of the Jin Dynasty... Don't let them go to waste." Die here."
Then dozens of sharp whistles like bamboo flutes came from the ground.
These whistles seemed to have a great restraint effect on the brain-eating demons. Each of the ferocious and ugly brain-eating demons roared sharply and suddenly accelerated along the stone wall, whistling and climbing upwards.
Streams of black wind continued to blow up from below the Great Rift Valley, and then Wu Jin and others heard a strange 'whooshing' sound.
In about a quarter of an hour, they saw a group of strange furry objects flying into the sky with the strong wind in the black wind and black mist.
If Wu Tie were here, he would definitely say that these big furry guys are like giant dandelion seeds. Dandelion seeds with a radius of several feet flew into the sky with the hurricane. Under each seed, there were more than a dozen short ratmen, lizardmen, dwarves, etc. tied with vines.
These petite warriors wore tattered leather armor and carried what looked like crudely made weapons on their backs. Their auras varied in strength, with the weakest being at the foundation building level, and the strongest being at the level of the Chonglou level for the first time.
They made sharp roars, their eyes were slightly red, and they roared like wild beasts. Along with these giant 'dandelion' seeds, they flew straight into the sky along the black storm.
Some luminous mushrooms and other fluorescent vegetation grew in clusters on the rock wall. Under the dim light and shadow, Wu Jin and others could see that there were countless thousands of such furry and huge objects.
Puffs of fur rushed high into the sky, leading countless low-level warriors up to the sky.
"I'm afraid these guys have been fed secret medicine." Among the four of them, Wu Zhan still has some experience. After all, he is from the Wu family, and the Wu family's witchcraft spells, witch medicine, etc. are also very powerful. ability.
He clasped his hands on his chest, raised his head and looked at the low-level warriors who were roaring in the sky, so much that the sound was like thunder and made the Great Rift Valley tremble: "Are you asking them to die... This secret medicine, Let them lose their consciousness. Although they are brave and not afraid of death, we just let them die."
On the battlefield, soldiers who have lost their minds are undoubtedly terrible, but there is no doubt that they are even more tragic.
Besides dying, Wu Zhan couldn't think of any use for these low-level warriors.
Stretching out his hand, Wu Zhan grabbed a handful into the air: "The smell is a bit weird."
Wu Jin also stretched out his hand and grabbed a handful of air.
A ball of big furry seeds flew in front of them, and a dwarf roared at the top of his lungs, spitting on Wu Jin's palm.
Wu Jin retracted his hand, sniffed the drool on his hand, and nodded: "They also have some weird spells and restrictions on them. I'm afraid it won't be very pleasant to kill their enemies... these guys..."
These low-level warriors who took the secret medicine and were fearless of death turned into moving bombs.
They have been blessed with strange spells. The moment they die, some terrible changes will definitely occur on their bodies.
"Then, they are purely consumables." Wu Zhan looked around.
In the Great Rift Valley of unknown length, countless large furry seeds are rising rapidly upwards. Each large seed has more than a dozen warriors tied to it. No one can tell how many low-level warriors are heading towards it at this moment. The sky flies.
"Where did so many lives come from?" Wu Zhan murmured: "How many people are going to die here?"
'Da', 'Da da', a few drops of sticky juice fell down.
The four of them, Wu and Jin, have been standing here for most of the day. No one knows how high the first wave of poisonous bats flying upward with the help of wind has reached.
None of Wu Jin and others have practiced special eye skills or Dharma eyes. They can see a distance of more than a hundred miles at most, but they cannot see clearly further away.
Through the black wind and black fog, no one could see clearly what was happening above.
The viscous juice dripped, and gradually, the 'pattering' juice fell like light rain.
Wu Jin stretched out his hand, and the thick juice fell on his palm, which turned out to be drops of black and stinking plasma. The plasma was mixed with some tiny fluff, which was clearly the black fluff that grows on poisonous bats.
Wu Jin glanced around and saw that it was raining throughout the Great Rift Valley.
The light rain of blood plasma is falling continuously.
The rain was light at first, but gradually it became heavier, and soon turned into a heavy downpour, whizzing downwards.
Those big furry seeds suddenly emitted a hazy fluorescence. The raindrops made of blood failed to fall on the seeds, but were forced to slide away by the fluorescence. The big seeds continued to circle and rise into the sky.
The rain gradually became heavier. After a long time, the blood rain was gradually mixed with poisonous bat limbs of large and small sizes, which continued to fall from the sky with a roar.
Blood rain poured down, and Wu Jin and others stood in the crevices of the rocks for nine days and nine nights.
The rain of blood continued, with poisonous bats, poisonous spiders, poisonous snakes, and all kinds of poisonous insects and beasts. Gradually, countless broken limbs of low-level monks fell down mixed with blood.
The entire Great Rift Valley turned into blood.