Qin Yu's body was slightly stiff.
The big black hand appeared out of nowhere and grabbed him fiercely.
boom-
The purple thunder light erupted, Qin Yu stumbled out, barely avoiding the attack, looked pale, looked up, turned and fled.
Swah—
A black figure appeared on the sea, with a tall body more than ten feet tall, condensed like a solid body. In the black eyes, there is no variegation, like two bottomless black holes, which can swallow people's souls. He stared at Qin Yu, as if locking on delicious prey, his scarlet tongue licked the corner of his mouth, and he howled silently.
Terrible sound waves, vibrating wildly with ultra-high frequency, like countless rotating knives, cutting and tearing everything.
Qin Yu screamed and fell directly into the sea.
The corpse sea-monster swarmed and picked him up from the sea. Although he was drooling, he did not dare to move the slightest bit.
Looking at the delicious blood food in front of him and smelling the tempting smell, naked greed appeared in the eyes of the high-level dead soul. It can't wait, it sucks his brain and devours his soul, and this powerful and powerful body will become his body.
He opened his mouth wide, and the scarlet tongue flashed out.
Swah—
Qin Yu's eyes opened suddenly, icy cold.
In the next instant, the Thunder Bamboo descended, a dazzling purple thunder light, like a great sun rising from the sea, burning everything into ashes.
The corpse sea-monsters screamed and hid their souls inside, turning into nothingness.
High-level dead souls want to escape, but they can run a few steps and their bodies are getting smaller and smaller.
After a few breaths, Lei Guang pulled away, Qin Yu stretched out his hand, and a translucent ball fell into his hand.
Inside it, there seemed to be clouds and mists rolling, and a slight sense of it contained an amazing amount of pure soul power.
Qin Yu had a strange expression on his face. He didn't expect that after the high-priced dead souls were purified by Thunder, this kind of thing could still be produced.
This round bead can be directly refined and absorbed to enhance the power of the soul. It is no exaggeration to say that it is a strange treasure.
Do you want to take this opportunity to save a few more, and when you leave here and refine it together, it will definitely increase the strength of the soul. But the ideal is very full, and the reality is too skinny. Qin Yu underestimated the sense of danger of the high-level dead souls in the underworld. He killed a high-level dead soul, and he was contaminated with its breath. Often, before Qin Yu approached, the high-level dead souls would stay far away.
Qin Yu thought about it for a while, then figured out the joints, and felt a little disappointed in his heart. But in this way, the extremely dangerous Netherworld has become a smooth road for him, and it can be regarded as an unexpected gain.
Repressing his thoughts, Qin Yu concentrated on looking for the trace of the magic monk. In fact, at this moment, Qin Yu is already clear that the Netherworld is a space of its own, and the internal scope is much larger than the outside world. Coupled with the disorder of yin and yang and the five elements, it is very likely that you have been walking for a long time, and you are all in circles.
one day.
two days.
There was a hint of joy on Qin Yu's face, a talisman appeared in the palm of his hand, and the light flickered. When Han Shan Ye fled for his life before, he was flustered and did not notice that a trace of a talisman mark fell on his body. It's a pity that Qin Yu doesn't have a strong control over the talisman, and coupled with the long distance, it has been difficult to lock the precise position. But at this moment, the sensor in his hand lights up, indicating that the other party is nearby.
Qin Yu tried carefully, and according to the brightness of the sensor symbol, he quickly found the right direction.
The way of the talisman is really wonderful!
Swah—
Qin Yu moved forward quickly.
…
In the depths of the Netherworld, there is a small island, only about a mile in size, the whole body is dark red like countless blood, gathered and solidified.
The suffocating spirit is lingering, and it is breathtaking!
This island is quite famous, named Scarlet Island, wandering in the Netherworld.
Today, on this island, the black magic energy is rolling and immortal, and the texture of the ground formation is surging with dark red light. From time to time, the souls of the dead fly to the island, rushing into it like moths into the fire. At the core of this formation, a huge refining furnace stood, with blood-colored veins emerging on the surface, resembling the meridians of a human being, greedily squirming and rushing towards the dead souls, all sucked into it. The dead souls woke up at the last moment, and seemed to be able to feel the terrifying aura from the furnace, struggling and screaming, but they could not change their final destiny.
The sea around the island is condensed, a thin layer of black ice, as long as anyone steps into it, it will be attacked by highly poisonous. This is the divergence of the power of the smelting furnace, the protection of the self in the instinct at the moment of awakening.
One by one, the sea-monsters were imprisoned and their breaths were sluggish, their faces were pale, and fear was surging in their eyes.
It's like a great horror!
In addition to the furnace formation, the two monks were clearly distinguished, and they looked at each other from time to time, both of them were cold and angry, but looking at their breath, they were all demon monks.
Han Shan Ye was in the middle of it, whispering something, and in front of him was a rebellious demon cultivator, too young, but with a rather tyrannical aura. He didn't speak, just frowned from time to time, and there was a chill in the air, like an invisible blade cutting.
The demon cultivator on the opposite side was clearly at a disadvantage, regardless of morale, numbers, or strength. The strongest one was a cultivator of the seventh layer of a golden core. At this moment, his face was pale, and he was obviously seriously injured.
Beside him, a burly figure sat cross-legged, revealing a widened and powerful back, and he couldn't see his face clearly. Only through his clothes and his steady and powerful heartbeat, he could be judged that he is also a rather young person. The rest of the demon cultivators, closely guarding the two of them, looked up from time to time and looked nervous.
It seems that the two magic cultivators are not very harmonious.
Jieao Demon Xiu raised his head, his eyes were sharp and bright, like an eagle in the sky overlooking the earth, "The mountain has no bones, and the Beiguan Demon saved you from an injury. Shouldn't you find something to heal him?"
Beiguan Mo hurriedly said: "My injury is fine, I don't need to worry about Cang Ming's holy son!" Yan Lu said anxiously in a low voice, "Holy son, don't fall for it!"
Shan Wugu raised his hand, his voice was calm and calm, "Beiguan, even if there is only one chance, I will do my best to save you safe and sound."
He raised his voice: "Cang Ming, I don't know what to teach me?"
Cang Ming's face was expressionless, "Out of this island, a hundred miles to the north, there is something to save the Beiguan Demon."
call-
Shan Bone got up, and the wind picked up on the flat ground, revealing half of his profile, shrouded in shadows.
Beiguan Mo whispered, "Saint Son think twice!"
Shan Wugu smiled, "Don't worry, I'll be back soon."
Swah—
The magic light flashed, he hurried away, and flew out of the island in the blink of an eye.
The demon cultivator's eyes turned red, his face moved and admired, his eyes swept to the opposite demon cultivator, and there was even more resentment.
Cang Ming's expression remained the same, and a faint mockery flashed in his eyes. Shan Wugu was indeed Shan Wugu, and he was still so good at buying people's hearts. But in this world, only those who are alive can gain gratitude. As long as you die, these people will not hesitate to join me.
No one will shed a tear for you!
Cang Ming said slowly: "Come here, add fuel."
The two magic cultivators grabbed a siren and threw it into the range of the formation regardless of howling in fear. The Kraken's body is like wax, melted into flesh paste, injected into the formation pattern, and absorbed by the furnace. The whole process only took a few breaths, but for the Krakens, it was the most cruel criminal law in the world.
Cang Ming is expressionless, the hatred of the weak means nothing to him, and the more they are, the better the effect.
This time, the Holy Monarch did not hesitate to waste their cultivation and opened up a channel to send them into the Nether Sea, in order to use the power of the dead here to wake up the sleeping holy furnace with the sea clan as a sacrifice. Things are going well so far, and in another ten days, the holy furnace should be able to wake up.
At that time, it will be a great achievement.
Cang Ming suddenly frowned, thinking of a disappointment, Han Shan Ye was extremely useless, and actually damaged several of his good players.
Hmph, I can't take it out, so I let this person go temporarily. The most important thing right now is to get rid of Shan Wugu.
Mo Dao, a holy son is enough!
With the black cloud above his head and the sea of blood under his feet, Qin Yu walked among them.
Not far.
Suddenly, Qin Yu's pupils shrank slightly, and he looked down at his feet.
In the sea of blood, a thin layer of ice appeared at some point, and it was pitch black like ink. A trace of icy cold, like a thin needle, rose from the black ice and burrowed into his body. This icy cold has extremely terrifying destructive power, causing the blood to coagulate quickly and spread at an alarming rate.
poison!
Qin Yu frowned slightly, and immediately returned to calm. If it were other cultivators, they would be very distressed in the face of the poison of black ice.
Even, because of this, they will lose their lives.
But for Qin Yu, since a certain day, the poison in this world has become meaningless to him.
Turning his hand, a foot of blue light burst open, and the poison penetrated into the body and was expelled by invisible forces. It gathered from the limbs and formed a black line that went straight into the index finger of the right hand. The fingertips became more and more moist, and the whole body was like jade, flashing a faint halo.
Qin Yu raised his head, looked at the dark clouds, and flew into the souls of the dead, his eyes brightened.
Unsurprisingly, he pursued the Five Elements of Spiritual Objects hard, just in front of him.
But the more this is the case, the more careful you must be, for Mo Dao to do this secret thing, he must have made a lot of preparations.
Going forward, it must be the Longtan Tiger Den!
Although Qin Yu is quite confident in his own strength, it does not mean that he has to act recklessly. Of course, it is best if he can achieve his goal at the least cost.
How to start
The thoughts turned rapidly, Qin Yu's face changed slightly, his body moved a few steps laterally, avoiding the attack of demonic energy, and raised his hand to blast it out.
Between the light and flint, the two fists met brazenly.
The terrifying force collided, the phalanges groaned, and the shock force swept in, Qin Yu hummed and retreated. The attacker didn't seem to have expected that his reaction was so sharp, his mouth was surprised, and his eyes were cautious.
The black ice on the sea was attacked by the killing energy of the two, and large pieces were torn apart and splashed everywhere.
Swah—
Qin Yu unloaded the anti-shock force, and when he stopped, his figure would be slightly bent. If he tightened his bow, he would explode a deadly attack. He raised his head and looked at the opposite side with cold eyes, but at this moment, he frowned slightly, his eyes widened slightly, and his body was slightly stiff. Fighting with a master can rewrite the result in an instant. This is the best chance to get out, but the person on the opposite side seems to be in shock. The two stared at each other until the sound of breaking the air came quickly, and then they returned to their senses.
I didn't have time to say more, I could only make a look, and each inhaled to suppress the rolling thoughts. Shan Wugu turned around and drank lowly, "Don't worry, this is a friend of mine in the early years."
Cang Ming's face was sinking, his eyes swept over Qin Yu, and he said coldly: "Shan Wugu, you and I are secretive, how did you find this place, your friend? You have to give me an explanation for this matter."
Shan Wugu said indifferently: "It is a coincidence that we met here, what explanation does the Holy Son of Cang Ming want?"