Autumn rain is cloudy and cold. When it falls on people's faces, bodies, and arms, it will silently penetrate into the body, and it is difficult to dispel it. In the end, it turns into shivering, which turns into biting cold.
Such a song.
Xu Qing's body trembled uncontrollably. He thought of the pair of women's boots that he saw walking in the blood mist with Team Lei in the restricted jungle when he was still in the scavenger camp.
At that time, he was just practicing qi casually, and he felt a similar cold, which froze his soul and sealed his body.
Now, his cultivation base is good, but the feeling is the same as before.
The long, ethereal and feminine singing voice seemed to turn the voice into substance, turning it into a soul-stirring funeral sound, causing dozens of the more than a thousand monks around to crook their bodies and fall directly from their places.
Falling into the pit, into the darkness, as if swallowed.
The rest of them were shocked, and expressions of horror appeared on their faces uncontrollably, because the singing voice trembled at this moment.
Every character seems to contain countless trembling sounds, it seems that the singer himself is also afraid and afraid.
It was as if she was singing to the dead.
And in the entire deep pit, only the singing sound echoed, and even if people blocked their hearing, it would be useless. This sound would circle in the soul, turn into a heterogeneity, and breed in everyone's mind.
All of a sudden, when the heterogeneity in the deep pit continued to grow thicker, the singing voice became weaker, until finally it turned into a whisper, faintly visible.
Everyone exhaled one after another, but at this moment, another opera singing sound suddenly came out.
"You didn't come in the previous life, but I will always be there in the past life. Who cut the lovesickness and painted whose dust..."
This time the opera singing was different from before, not so thrilling, not so bleak and long, it was obviously a different opera actor, but it was more gloomy, which shocked people, and they all looked at the area where Xu Qing was.
Because, this voice came from there!
Xu Qing turned his head abruptly and looked at the captain.
The captain also opened his eyes wide, he looked at Xu Qing.
In Xu Qing's child hole, he saw his Taoist shadow and... a figure in white floating behind him.
The person who sang the opera was the figure who did not know when to appear behind the captain.
The captain narrowed his eyes, his face was ferocious, another face appeared in the slits of his eyes, exuding an icy aura, he opened his mouth wide, showing his teeth, turned his head suddenly, looked behind him, and bit hard Take a big gulp.
The sound of teeth colliding spread in all directions, showing how hard the bite was.
The singing voice is still there.
It's just that this time he appeared behind another monk. The monk's body trembled and he felt a huge life-and-death crisis. The voice of singing came out, and her expression became ferocious.
Immediately afterwards, his body roared, and the heterogeneity exploded to the extreme in an instant, and it mutated directly!
Sarcoids bulged up on his back instantly, his arms were several times thicker, and bone spurs pierced through the flesh and clothes, tearing out.
Both legs were equally thick, and they exploded at the thighs, each with seven or eight tentacles filled with bloody mucus. The biggest change was his head, the whole head... turned into a huge blue eye.
With a blink of his eyes, his figure disappeared suddenly, and when he appeared, he appeared in front of a cultivator of Xiaozong.
But it was useless, a tentacle stretched out from the flame, directly penetrated the monk's mouth, and poured in.
In the next moment, the cultivator made a mournful whining sound, his body was lifted high, and his stomach continued to swell until it exploded with a bang.
From the place where it exploded, the tentacles protruding into its body were thrown out, shaking constantly, and flesh and blood flew everywhere.
This scene made everyone take a deep breath.
Immediately afterwards, the alienated self-cultivation body flickered, showing amazing speed, and rushed towards the other person.
For a while, the shrill voice echoed continuously.
After a few breaths, the cultivator of alienation who killed several people appeared beside Xu Qing this time.
The moment it appeared, it raised its hands and hugged Xu Qing violently, a huge mouth appeared on its stomach, trying to swallow it.
At the same time, as the danger in the deep pit unfolds, the selfishness of human nature is also the same at this moment. There are obviously more than a thousand people around, and there is no need to take action together. Quick, it's useless.
But everyone's thinking is different. When many people take advantage of the cultivation of alienation to attack others, they sway their bodies and go straight to the depths of the pit, avoiding the crisis here.
There are many such people, hundreds of them, and some decisively crushed the jade slips and chose to leave, unwilling to continue participating.
The scene was chaotic.
Xu Qing didn't pay attention to these things. At the moment when the alienated cultivator approached ferociously, a cold light flashed in his eyes, and instead of retreating, he rushed directly, approaching the alienated cultivator in an instant, and raised his right hand to punch Boom.
The three heavenly palaces in the body erupted, and the Golden Crow erupted.
With one punch, the alienated cultivator let out a scream, and his body suddenly backed away.
But before he retreated for a long time, a cold breath came from behind him, and the captain's figure appeared silently, with a glint in his eyes, he directly grabbed the body of the alienated cultivator, opened his mouth to the blue eyes, and bit off.
An even more mournful sound came from the big mouth of the alienated Xiu's stomach, Xu Qing came and punched him again.
Finally, with a loud noise, the body of the strange beast exploded, split into pieces, and fell into the deep pit below.
At this moment, there are not many monks left here, only a few dozen, and the others have either teleported away, or have gone deep below.
"Little Ah Qing, let's split up, we have to hurry up." The captain spat to the side, looking disgusted.
Xu Qing nodded, and the two immediately fell down.
They were all very fast, and during this gallop, Xu Qing saw the disciples from various sects who had left before.
These people are all fighting now. Some of their opponents are the white figure that appeared just now, and some are the alienated cultivation formed after being possessed by this figure.
There are a lot of them, and most of them are fighting fiercely.
As for daring to come to this trial, there are naturally some means, so what Xu Qing saw along the way, most of the human race won.
But it was too late to teleport away, and there were many disciples who died here.
Obtaining this kind of qualification is indeed extremely dangerous.
Xu Qing flew out all the way, avoiding these disputes, and the further down, the colder and colder the deep pit, the more intense the oppressive feeling, making people breathless and the heart beating faster.
In the end, he could even hear the rumbling heartbeat, and his vision became blurry, and he couldn't see very clearly.
It took a while to get used to it. When Xu Qing saw his surroundings clearly again, he noticed that there were some caves and forks in the surrounding mud walls. Obviously, there is not only one road in this underground world, but many exist like a maze.
However, the smell of stench and rot did not decrease because of the fork in the road, on the contrary, it became stronger.
In addition, Xu Qing has not seen any of the fragments required to obtain the qualification for the sword-wielding trial.
He understood that this was because too many people had left before, and naturally all the fragments that could be easily taken away had been taken out of the places where these people walked.
Xu Qing pondered, looked around, and his body fell on a raised soil on the edge of a deep pit. Standing there, he raised his head and looked up.
There was the faint sound of fighting from above, and sometimes a drop of blood fell down, while the cold atmosphere below intensified, and the sound of singing was still faintly visible.
As for the figure of the captain, he was no longer there. The two had agreed before that they would split up this time. After all, if they were looking for items, it would be more efficient to separate.
"I won't go to other roads, I'll just follow here to look at the deepest part."
Xu Qing lowered his head, jumped up, and continued roaring downward.
Gradually it got deeper and deeper, the surroundings became darker, and the feeling of claustrophobia became more obvious. Xu Qing, who was walking forward, suddenly paused, took a few steps back and hung in the air, and looked sideways to the front right.
There, there is a cave fork in the road.
A figure stood at the edge.
That figure was an old man, wearing a black robe, without any aura coming out of his body, it seemed to blend in with the surrounding darkness, so it was easy to be ignored.
His hands were hanging down. If you look carefully, you can notice that the ten fingers of his hands have long black nails, which are very sharp.
And he turned his back to Xu Qing, unable to see his face.
You can only see his body leaning slightly, as if he was listening to the opera singing from below the deep pit, as if he was listening very seriously.
But in this ghost cave, the appearance of this figure will make anyone who sees it extremely vigilant.
Xu Qing stared, his eyes swept across the gloomy figure first, and then he looked at the mud beside him, where there were three fragments pierced in the mud!
These three fragments are exactly what Xu Qing needs.
Xu Qing murmured, he didn't believe that no one had passed by this place, but the fragments were still there. From this, it could be concluded that other disciples who passed by here were either dead, or they dared not make a move and could not obtain the fragments.
Xu Qing thought for a while, first checked the surroundings, and after confirming that there was no ambush here, he sent out his spiritual thoughts to the shadow.
In the next moment, the shadow spread out from nothingness, and quickly approached the old man listening to the opera, rolled into a piece of debris, and was just about to pull it back.
But at this moment, the old man raised his hand and pressed it on the debris with such force that the soil roared.
Then he turned his head, and a green face without any expression came into Xu Qing's eyes.
Like a zombie.
There were bursts of red light in his empty eyes, and he was staring at Xu Qing firmly at this moment, the corners of his mouth were gradually cracked, revealing his jagged teeth.
In the next moment, his body swayed, and a fierce intention erupted, and he came straight to Xu Qing.
Especially the nails of his hands seemed to have cut through nothingness when he arrived, and there was a sharp sound of cutting through the air, and he grabbed Xu Qing fiercely.
Xu Qing's eyes froze, and at the moment when the wind hit his face, he leaned back.
Seeing the dark right hand of the zombie old man whizzing past in front of him, Xu Qing fell down, twisted his body, with his head down and his right foot up, his whole body exploded, and the power of his body gathered on his right foot, pointing towards the old man's chin, Give it a hard kick!
boom!
The old zombie's head snapped and twisted irregularly, and Xu Qing's kick kicked his body back dozens of feet.
At the same time, the shadow quickly rolled up the three fragments and went straight to Xu Qing.
But in the next moment, the zombie old man's head swung violently, and he turned back directly, his eyes glowed red, he was full of hostility, and strange rage rose from his whole body.
There were bursts of beast-like roars from the mouth, and the speed exploded even more, coming towards Xu Qing ferociously.
As the moment approached, he bit Xu Qing's neck.