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The magical dance of the star fairy Wang Lulu charms all beings, and the light of the colorful glazed skirt shines in the stone room to the fullest, making people dizzy.
During the dance, there were continuous bursts of blood spurting sounds from the stone room, and it was unknown which one of the seven orifices it was coming from.
All I know is that after the flashing light ended, there was no one in the stone room. Apart from bloodstains on the ground, there was no evidence of the existence of other people. keep echoing.
After a while, the dance stopped, and the dance of the stars and fairies came to an end. Wang Lu sighed, took off the colorful long dress of Liulixian, looked around, and smiled: "Sure enough, the one who stands at the end is definitely not a person with a clear heart. There is no need to worry about it." Anyone who is ashamed of anything, but who has a different concept of shame.”
After laughing, he stopped laughing. On the contrary, Wang Lu's expression was extremely cold.
"Okay, I've already won, let me see your true face, brother behind the scenes"
As soon as the words fell, the floor of the stone room collapsed, and a bottomless deep pit swallowed Wang Lu in one gulp.
In the boundless darkness, Wang Lu fell for an unknown amount of time. According to the laws of physics, he might have traveled hundreds of miles long ago, but he still hadn't bottomed out.
The Primordial Sword Tomb was originally in the unnamed space. Theoretically, if it fell out of the edge of the space and entered the endless turbulent flow of the space, it is very likely that the current scene will happen, but Wang Lu is very clear that he did not fall out of the sword tomb, and is still in it , It's just that the space of this sword mound is probably beyond imagination, and the secret behind the eight tests just now is also beyond imagination.
After an unknown amount of time, Wang Lu finally landed on the ground, like a star falling, causing a landslide and a tsunami-like strong impact. The momentum accumulated for so long was also thanks to his Wuxiang Sword Bone, and his Wuxiang Gong has been pushed to the extreme. Can resist. If it were Li Wang's real body, he would vomit blood.
But Wang Lu paid more attention to his own position.
It was surrounded by darkness, layers of dark smog wrapped itself like an endless sea tide, and there seemed to be endless cold and murderous intent hidden in the black fog, which made people's minds flutter. But as soon as you come into contact with the black mist for a while, you will feel desperate and mournful wailing echoing in your mind endlessly. All kinds of dark marks were engraved on it.
This black mist is so vicious? Wang Lu hurriedly took a few steps back, leaving the black mist, and then looked around, only to see that the place where he landed was an isolated island in the black tide. It came out of the impact of the Kuroshio, but that impact also shook the terrain, and there was a crisis of disintegration. As the ground sank, the earth and rocks slipped, and the Kuroshio continued to spread around, and the ground under our feet was also in jeopardy.
However, there was a light not far away, and a boat-like outline glowed faintly in the darkness. With a thought in his mind, Wang Lu immediately stepped forward.
Sure enough, it was a boat. The hull floated on the billowing black mist, slowly floating up and down like clouds and fog. There were a few words engraved on the side of the boat, which were still ancient characters that were passed down thousands of years ago: A boat in the sea of bitterness.
A boat in a sea of bitterness? In other words, the black mist around here is the sea of bitterness? Well, just touching it lightly just now felt a sharp pain, as if I personally experienced all kinds of suffering in the world... I don't know how many sufferings of living beings can gather into such an ocean, and what kind of monsters are hidden in the depths of the ocean. This boat came by such a coincidence, as if it was deliberately sent by the devil in the sea of bitterness to welcome the guests.
Ah, it should be.
The behind-the-scenes man who hid behind the Eight Virtues Test couldn't hold back for a long time. I just used the dance of stars and fairies to instantly kill all living beings. Although this ultimate move has its own sharpness, there are also black hands behind the scenes to help.
In fact, the test of shame is worth pondering. If the degree of shame is 100, it is considered a failure, but who decides the scoring standard for the degree of shame? It's not the subjective assumption of the mastermind behind the scenes. Perhaps after witnessing the star fairy Wang Lulu, some people are only slightly shaken by it—for example, some people whose daily life is very distorted and perverted—but they will still be judged as shameful and eliminated from the competition.
The black hand behind the scenes actually wanted to meet him directly, nothing more than a plausible reason. And myself... seems to have no choice.
From an objective and rational point of view, the trip to Jianzhong this time has deviated greatly from expectations. In addition to the intervention of the people of Shengjing, the experience in Jianzhong is also very bizarre. The most rational choice at this time is to leave here , Report the matter back to the mountain gate, and then the elders of the sect will come forward to solve it. In fact, I sent Liuli and Xiaobai away to let them return to the mountain gate as soon as possible and ask the elders for help.
But he couldn't go. Although he was no longer suitable for the current level after reaching this level, he still had to move on...
Firstly, the situation is not completely out of control, and the spirit sword and heavenly talisman in his hand can be activated at any time; secondly, the most important point: in fact, when he just entered the test of the Eight Virtues, Zhu Shiyao's name was listed on the team roster he held. It turned into a weird orange.
The team roster was handed over to him by the leader before leaving Lingjian Mountain, as a symbol of the team leader. The names of the four members of the Spirit Sword Sect were written on it. Just open the manual, and you can judge the current situation by the color of the names. For example, Liu Lixian and Bai Shixuan are healthy green, and I am slightly tired. . But Zhu Shiyao was a weird orange color.
Orange means that there is no danger of life for the time being, but you have also encountered great difficulties, you cannot move freely, and you are probably trapped somewhere. And with the strangeness and changeability of this ancient sword tomb, it is not surprising that Zhu Shiyao's color changes from orange to life-threatening red at any time, or even death black.
Then, seeing this scene, what else can I do? Strictly abide by the duty of disciples, just sit back and wait for the rescue of the master? That would be easy and simple, but things don't work that way. In fact, according to the calculation of time, Liu Lixian and Bai Shixuan should have contacted the elders of the school at this time. If it was that easy to enter the sword mound for rescue, the elders should have come in long ago with their strength.
Therefore, since the strength of Shimen can't be counted on for a while, let's rely on ourselves.
It's hard to say whether the current choice is in line with the professional spirit of a professional adventurer, but as a disciple of Wuxiang Peak, Wang Lu can behave indifferently in any other respects, but he will not save his fellow disciples... At least Wang Wu never taught that over him.
Wang Wu's point of view has always been that since they belong to the same lineage of the Spirit Sword, they must abide by the spirit of not letting the fat and water flow into the fields of outsiders. Even if they want to cheat, they can only cheat themselves, and never allow outsiders to bully themselves On the other hand, once your own people are in danger, you must help if you can. And Zhu Shiyao is in danger at this time, if anyone can help her, do you think of anyone else besides yourself
Thinking of this, Wang Lu couldn't help but smile wryly. This means that the greater the ability, the greater the responsibility. It doesn't matter whether Senior Sister Zhu Shiyao recognizes herself as the chief, but since she has the title of chief of the sect and has more privileges of the chief on weekdays, then she should When fulfilling the obligation, it is incumbent, even if the road ahead is full of thorns, the danger is a hundred times more dangerous than before
As for the direction of rescue, it has already been determined. In the captain's handbook, after turning to the rescue page, a few lines of words appeared in the handbook, which were deduced after instilling the head of Xingchen Dayan, to the effect that The opportunity for rescue lies deeper in the sword mound... That's why Wang Lu tried his best to break through.
As for the moment... Wang Lu thought for a while, and jumped onto the boat in the sea of bitterness. The boat sank slightly, and immediately set sail. The bow of the boat parted from the black mist, and slowly moved forward.
In fact, this step is somewhat risky. No one knows what the origin of this boat is. When riding on it, one can feel the flow of mana in it. The materials are exquisite and the structure is exquisite. Although many design concepts seem a bit outdated , but it is still a rare spiritual creature, and the supernatural powers in it are difficult to analyze in a short period of time with Wang Lu's knowledge. He only knows that with the blessing of this disaster boat, the vicious black tide of bitter sea cannot approach.
As for the purpose of this disaster boat? It may be a necessary means of transportation to where the devil is, but it may also be the key to the devil's escape after being trapped in the sword mound. The devil lured Wang Lu to go deep, just to let him ride a boat in the sea of bitterness and send it to him.
Everything is possible, but Wang Lu doesn't plan to think too much about it for the time being.
Take one step at a time, let’s take this step first, otherwise it is unfounded to worry about it.
The boat sailed faster and faster in the sea of bitterness, gradually riding the wind and waves in the vast black mist, and seemed to be in a state of ecstasy. Although the surroundings were pitch black and there was no reference, Wang Lu could still clearly feel the black mist receding rapidly on both sides of his vision. He is moving rapidly towards his destination.
Not long after, a light in front came into view, and Wang Lu looked at it carefully, and couldn't help but be surprised.
In the bright place, an open space has been forcibly carved out in the vast black tide. Where the light is, no matter how the black tide rolls, it cannot advance an inch. And in the light, an old man with white beard and hair is slowly moving forward, wielding a sword.
As Du'er Zhou approached, the old man's sword dancing posture became more and more clear. Wang Lu watched it for a while, and couldn't help but be taken aback. It turned out that the old man's sword skills seemed to be careless, but every move and every style implied a very profound meaning. The ultimate principle of swordsmanship, if he is not cultivated, he may not be able to detect it, but Wang Lu's understanding of swords at this time can already see the subtlety of the old man's swordsmanship, and every sword is really touching.
Such a sword technique was truly unprecedented, and with this set of sword techniques, Wang Lu became more convinced of his own judgment.
The person in front of him is the black hand who hid behind the scenes during the Eight Virtues Test. At the same time, he may also be the master of this sword mound—or at least one of the masters.
As for the name, it should be called... Sword Demon
Because Wang Lu looked at the long robe on the old man's body, with the ancient characters embroidered on the front: sword, and a big one on the back: demon.
The sword demon danced his sword, not deliberately showing off, he waved the long sword in his hand in the light, within a moment the sword light was like lightning, and he did not know how many moves he made. Every move was natural, like flowing clouds and flowing water, as if he was walking and sitting. The instinct of life is like lying down, judging from his appearance, this set of swordsmanship seems to have been practiced since the beginning of the world, and will not stop until the end of time.
Then, when Du'er Zhou approached, the Sword Demon suddenly stopped the sword in his hand, and pointed his eyes straight at Wang Lu.
A hoarse voice followed.
"You are sick?"
Wang Lu was startled at the time. As an opening remark, this was a bit too maverick. After thinking about it, he tried to respond.
"If being handsome is a disease..."
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