The wind and snow stop, the cold air recedes, the valley disappears, and the gate of death opens.
In an instant, the world was turned upside down, and the scenery changed completely.
Meng Fuyao already knew that it was not good when she was still in mid-air, she made a wrong step, even if her strength could pass through the barrier smoothly, once she entered the dead end by mistake, it would be a reversal of the situation and a dead end.
The body was still falling, it was obvious that she was in the valley just now, and there were no cliffs nearby, but in an instant, an infinite depth appeared below her, and the wind whistling and the stars spinning above her head, the world was instantly turned into a paste.
Meng Fuyao knew that most of the magic formations that don't use manpower are mainly based on illusions, and the difference between the top-level formations and ordinary formations is that the illusions of ordinary formations come from the heart, and can be broken by manpower. Existence, but the illusion of the top-level formation is illusory. If you think it is false, it is probably true. For example, if you think that you are in the valley without cliffs just now and let it fall, then you will really fall. Fall, snap, break.
At this point, it is useless to panic, not to mention that Meng Fuyao never thought that she would fall to her death by herself, when she inhaled in mid-air, the true energy of her whole body circulated, and when she lightened her body, the speed of her fall immediately slowed down, like a feather. floated up.
Immediately, she turned over and climbed to the cliff beside her.
His fingers had already reached the cliff, and there was a sudden "crack" on the cliff, and countless shiny blades popped out-in an instant, the cliff was no longer a rock, but turned into a mountain of knives!
Meng Fuyao hastily withdrew her hand, the flying blade had already chipped off a part of her nails, and between this climbing and shrinking, her body dropped several feet.
Meng Fuyao pulled out "Slaying Heaven" sharply, the black light jingled and all the blades were flattened, she held five fingers one by one, and the fingertips were filled with real strength stronger than gold and jade. Twist hard into a ball and grab it.
The falling momentum stopped abruptly, Meng Fuyao was hanging in the middle of the mountain, just when he breathed a sigh of relief and was about to climb up, he suddenly felt his feet tighten.
She looked down, startled.
I don’t know when, my body was not far from the bottom of the cliff. Below the cliff was a muddy river that was black and sticky, smelling fishy and shining red. The river was bubbling and tumbling like boiled asphalt. , in those sticky juices, stretched out countless arms full of dirty black mud, struggling, stretching out, flaring, and climbing in the swaying gray mist, one of the arms closest to her was dying Grabbing her ankle, the blood covered with black silt kept rolling down on her arm, sliding down silently in the thick black river, and under the blood silt, every inch of bones could be vaguely seen.
Meng Fuyao gritted her teeth, and shook that arm away with her foot, but more arms stretched out, crowding together like a swarm of earthworms, stretching out longer and longer in a strange way. In the river, except for the bubbling mud bubbles bursting, There were more and more strange sounds, moaning... shouting... hissing... howling... one after another, it was like the cry for help from the ghosts who had suffered so much from hell across the yin and yang realms.
Impressive green high cliffs, tumbling black deep pools, strangely waving and waving countless bone arms that do not resemble human figures, gray thick and foul smelling mist, and the sound of ghost cries resounding in the deep.
The realm of hell.
Jiuyou.
The group of arms squeezed over desperately, Meng Fuyao's scalp exploded when he saw it, and he hurriedly climbed up, but the cliff seemed to be endless. After climbing for a long time, the top of his head was still so high, and his body was still so close, those arms stretched longer and longer , is no longer an arm, but like a long piece of chewing gum that was pulled out when I was a child.
Meng Fuyao felt depressed for a while, thinking how could this be broken? Do you want me to plunge into the mud and fight? Not to mention whether you will be strangled to death by those countless arms in one go, just looking at the color of this river is not normal, if you fall, you will turn into bones first, right
If you don't go down, you will always climb on this endless cliff until you die of exhaustion
There was another tightness above the ankle, and an arm had already climbed up. Before Meng Fuyao had time to kick it away, more arms crawled along that arm, like vines, and climbed up to her feet and her legs. To her waist, wherever it passed, her body was itchy and her joints were soft. Meng Fuyao repeatedly tried to cut off those things with "Slaying Heaven" in his hand, but the body that was attached to her arm immediately softened and thinned, turning into black strips. The slime-like imprint soaked into her skin, and her knife could only hurt her own body.
Meng Fuyao's heart turned cold, he knew that falling into the gate of death was indeed a death sentence, and there was no chance of breaking the formation. Under his confusion, he actually made such a big mistake, and he was so powerful that he could be among the top ten and top five. Can't even pass a level!
Suddenly a white shadow flashed in his arms, Master Yuan Bao crawled out, it had just finished crying, its tears were still wet, it poked its head out in a sluggish way, opened its mouth, and screamed at the arms below it.
The screaming hiss was still invisible, but those arms seemed to have been cut off suddenly, and they all retracted with a swish.
There are still some that haven't retracted. Master Yuan Bao jumped out of Meng Fuyao's arms and landed lightly on the black river. It strolled on the river, not stained with mud or sinking, walking all the way, seeing whose hands are still there They kicked outside, kicking those things all the way down.
The river surface quickly returned to calm. Although the mud bubbles were still exploding endlessly, the arms were gone. The faint cry seemed to have faded away, and the fishy smell in the wind had also faded. Although it was still deep and terrifying, it was gone. It doesn't look so heartbreaking.
Meng Fuyao stared dumbfounded, thinking that Lord Yuanbao, who eats food and sleeps too late, is so brave in the sky. He used to wonder if the title of Tianji Shenshu is a good-sounding title, but now it seems that it is Wronged people.
Thinking of this, he couldn't help feeling a pain in his heart. Would it be his crime that Wuji left the Yuanbao to himself
Thinking of her eldest grandson Wuji, she trembled, her headache came back in an instant, her hands subconsciously softened and almost fell, and she quickly slapped herself, she slapped her hard and mercilessly, and five extremely heavy finger prints.
Then she murmured: "From now on... Don't miss you until I see you!"
From now on, no matter if you stray into the gate of death, no matter if you encounter hell, no matter what kind of torment and hardship you encounter, never give up, never get discouraged and never back down.
I want to see you!
Meng Fuyao raised his head, flew up, and suddenly heard Yuanbao creaking under him.
Looking back, Meng Fuyao saw Master Yuan Bao, who was strolling in the garden just now, leaned over at some point, and one of his paws had fallen into the mud, and under the mud, the gurgling flow just now had disappeared, but there were large swathes of mud It was vibrating and slowly bulging, and those bulges were all round, and it seemed that countless heads gradually emerged.
This sudden change of surprise, just now Meng Fuyao saw those weird arms automatically backed away under Lord Yuan Bao's feet vulnerable to a blow, and now it seemed that something that even Yuan Bao couldn't control appeared suddenly, what's going on
Meng Fuyao stretched out his hand to grab Mr. Yuanbao, Huo Ran's blades on the mountain wall retracted in unison, and when they bounced off again, they had already changed their formation. Ten top swordsmen suddenly surrounded and shot up, sweeping and shooting, covering a dense sword net!
Half of Meng Fuyao's body was suspended in the air and he drew his saber to meet him, blocking the sword energy so as not to accidentally injure Mr. Yuan Bao, he didn't bother to catch it for a while.
How is this going? Master Yuan Bao is still looking at his dirty paws in astonishment, and he is also puzzled. He is the king of all beasts in the sky, an evergreen mythical beast that has been bathed in the divine light for generations. Most of the evil beasts and illusions in the world are self-defeating under its feet, what is going on now
However, in this depression, it vaguely felt a trace of divine power flow. This is the familiar perception left by the ancestors who were favored by the gods beside the first generation of foot-creating ancestors. It is its master, so far it cannot be owned because of its refusal to take over the throne of the palace master.
Master Yuanbao knows that the magic of the Evergreen Temple cannot be learned. It can only be achieved when the master of the temple is enthroned. The hall master's spiritual consciousness is exchanged, and all the consciousness in his heart will be seen by the other party. This is the reason why the master refuses to take the throne no matter what - he can't let Meng Fuyao be discovered by the hall master.
Only it knows how difficult it is for the master to resist the order of the palace master. No one has disobeyed the supreme palace master in his life. He has repeatedly bumped into the wall with the master, and it has long been unbearable.
This thought flashed across his mind, Yuan Bao understood in an instant, no wonder even these arms seemed to be much more difficult to wrap around than before, even if it was sleeping here before, those demon arms would not dare to poke out. The four realms of Huihui are no longer under the control of the Mohuraka tribe, but the four realms set up by the master of the Changqing Palace himself, and infused with divine magic. The supernatural power of the beast only comes from the ancestor's pet, which is not at the same level. How can there be a beast that surpasses its master
Master Yuan Bao wet his black eyes with sorrow, thinking sadly that this task entrusted by the master is really difficult, but no matter what, the Tianji mouse will always be loyal to the master, it cannot and must do it.
Looking up at Meng Fuyao who was fighting hard in the sword net, the sword energy was so dense that he would be injured if he distracted even a little bit. At this time, there must be no more chaos underneath!
Lifting his foot and pulling away the mud, Mr. Yuan Bao raised his head and let out another sharp hiss.
In an instant, the black bloody mud surged, and the arm kicked by it just now suddenly stretched out again, standing tall in the deep pool.
In the gray mist stretched out the weird forest of ghost arms, but it was no longer entangled and soft as before, standing still, waiting for the call of the evergreen beast.
Master Yuan Bao waved his paw.
The arms turned over together, and they pressed down with a snap, pressing on the tops of the heads that were slowly struggling and about to break through the mud.
Those arms do not have the function of reversing, and they gave orders to the divine beast to forcibly reverse themselves. There was a series of clicking sounds, and they all broke in an instant. After repeated ringing, those heads were suddenly pressed and sank.
Master Yuan Bao stood on the rolling mud, staring at those arms, the hair of his whole body was soaked instantly, but he did not stop and let out another sharp hiss.
The arm creaked and cracked, and it was broken into countless pieces with excessive force in an instant, but it carried out the order to the letter, sneaked under the mud, tried to wrap those heads, and wring them off!
How can the head be willing to be twisted? The vibration suddenly accelerated violently, and more mud bubbles suddenly bulged out from under the black silt glowing with red light. There is a fierce battle going on underneath.
There is indeed a fierce battle going on underneath, a battle of great disparity in strength but unwilling to give up the desperate struggle, a battle of divine arts left by each other from the master and the pet, the outcome has long been beyond doubt, and even the parties involved themselves I also understand, but just because of the loyal promise, I refused to give up, and tried my best to turn the situation around and give the woman a little life.
I promised you to protect her.
Lord Yuan Bao raised his head with his belly puffed out, and let out a continuous hiss, which lasted for half an hour without stopping. It knew that as soon as it stopped, the arms that were already twisted around the head and neck would stop immediately. , all previous efforts will be wasted.
Push harder... Push harder...
The fur is already soaked, the belly is so bulging that it can no longer bulge, showing the red blood veins on the belly, it is so thin that it seems to explode when touched lightly, the throat has also broken, screaming out profuse blood, the mouth is full of blood, Sweet, my favorite sweet taste, it turns out that my blood also tastes like this.
The demon arm is slowly tightening, and the head is constantly swinging. Every time the arm swings, it is broken into thousands of pieces. However, the arms are huge in number, broken one by one, and entangled to the end. In the darkness under the mud, bound And breaking free, winding and breaking... endless... The battle is silent and fierce, swaying back and forth in the sound waves of the beasts.
Push harder... Push harder...
That long breath has already reached its peak, and it should have been lowered or cut off long ago. Master Yuan Bao himself didn't know how he could raise his breath so long. He felt that the breath would be cut off at any time, and his life, truncated together.
The arms under the mud are tightening, gege... gege... Mr. Yuan Bao's mind has long been blank, only yelling, yelling, yelling, yelling regardless of the consequences, mobilizing all the divine power to fight against the demon realm infused with the divine power of the ancestor , trying to create a miracle of courage.
Those rattling sounds came into its blank mind, and great joy arose in the chaos, soon... soon... work harder... work harder...
At the end of the hissing, the sound waves had reached the highest level, there was no sound from all around, but the air was constantly vibrating due to the shrill infrasound, dizzying like water waves, Master Yuan Bao opened his mouth, feeling that what was coming out was no longer a sound, It's a soul that's about to break.
chug... chug... chug...
Finally, some heads were surrounded by a large number of arms, and they were strangled bit by bit. Those things that were about to push out the mud would hang down forever under the mud.
Lord Yuan Bao's eyes lit up, but his belly shrunk in an instant. Its fur was all wet and stuck to his body, and it seemed that it suddenly lost a lot of weight.
The rattling sounds continued, and the heads hung down one by one.
The desperate hiss from the Evergreen Divine Beast created a miracle of confrontation never seen before in the Evergreen Temple. Under its control, the low-level monsters defeated the high-level monsters.
Master Yuan Bao showed a look of joy.
But then its eyes changed again, in the depths of the darkness, there is something still around the corner...
The divine beast's keen consciousness can clearly feel the movement under the mud, underneath...in the deeper underground, and...
Master Yuan Bao's eyes went dark for an instant, and for the first time in his life, he understood the feeling of despair.
It is close to running out of fuel, everything has a limit, falling into the door of death, and the master of the temple personally takes action, the hurdle that could have been easily passed is suddenly as difficult as the sky, and it is so easy to fight to the death, seeing victory in sight , There are even demons lurking!
Although Mr. Yuan Bao is as intelligent as a human being, he is a pet after all, not a human being. In an instant, his mind was in turmoil. He subconsciously wanted to ask his master for help, but just as he thought about it, his heart trembled, and he quickly cut off the call for help.
No one can save it now, and as an evergreen beast, it has no reason to rely on others.
In such a situation... what would the master do? What would Meng Fuyao do
The shadows of the two people who had the greatest influence on him in his life flashed in his mind, and Master Yuan Bao suddenly understood what choice he should make.
In times of danger, you should ignore yourself!
A small group turned his head suddenly, and glanced at the lofty direction in his mind, the place where the ice wind roared, the peak of divine punishment, his direction.
master…
I won't be your pet in the next life, okay
I want to be... Meng Fuyao.
Turning his head, Lord Yuan Bao suddenly stopped hissing.
He didn't have the strength to scream anymore, and screaming again would have no effect. The demon arm had been completely shattered in the fight against the head just now, and it had nothing to control.
However, the blood of the divine beast can transform the evergreen and nine secluded demon atmosphere!
Mr. Yuan Bao touched his sharp teeth, thinking a bit regretfully, eating too many nuts, the teeth are not sharp enough...
Then it opened its mouth, its white teeth flashed, and it bit down on its own tongue!