Refining the Mountains and Rivers

Chapter 967: The blood moon reappears

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In the soul space, the purple moon and the blue sun rose in the east and set in the west, and the sun and moon force field formed suddenly released a wave. The invisible force that descended from somewhere, suddenly changed from the cold winter snow to the gentle breeze blowing across the face in the spring.

All the sense of threat, destruction, and terror disappeared, and all that remained was an instinctive sense of intimacy.

"Huh?" A surprised voice sounded in Qin Yu's ear. It was a woman whose voice was indescribably warm and soft.

The next moment, in the distorted space in front of his eyes, the picture that emerged suddenly became extremely clear. It seems that Qin Yu's whole person is already in it.

Stretching the palace, you can't see the end, the huge lake waves, the clear water pool inside it is like transparent, there are red and white koi, happy shaking their heads and tails, constantly jumping out of the water, towards the name walking in the shade of the shore. Women say hello.

She stopped, turned around and looked over, unable to describe her beauty, because at this moment Qin Yu's whole mind was attracted by her eyes.

Those are a pair of bright eyes like stars in the sky, which seem to hide the most beautiful scenery in the world, which makes people addicted.

Her eyes fell on Qin Yu, she was a little surprised, looked up and down, and showed a faint smile, "I didn't expect that after such a long time, I can still find someone who is related to me... But unfortunately, your cultivation is too weak. already."

She shook her head gently, Qin Yu suddenly felt that the distance between himself and the world in front of him suddenly became far away, the scene and the figure of the woman quickly became blurred, and they might be rejected at any time.

In his instinct, he was unwilling to think that if he left like this, it seemed that he would miss an unimaginable opportunity.

But obviously, this matter was not based on Qin Yu's will. Just when he felt that he was about to leave, the woman suddenly raised her hand and grabbed it forward.

The feeling of rejection suddenly disappeared, and the next moment Qin Yu felt a tightness in his chest, but the whole person was pulled in front of her.

The woman came over and looked at him carefully, "It's an unfortunate little guy, but if it weren't for the misfortune of the past, how could you be today, every peck and drink has a certain number, this is the most mysterious and magical thing about fate. "

He stretched out his hand to squeeze Qin Yu's face, and patted him on the head again, "Okay, since you are worthy of success, I will reluctantly accept this disciple, but this status will not be able to be achieved until you have enough cultivation. Get it. Now, you have to go, after all, this world is not the place for you to appear."

Pushing outward, Qin Yu suddenly felt that he had fallen into the abyss, his body suddenly tightened, and he found that his consciousness had returned.

What just happened

Qin Yu touched his face, and it seemed that he could still feel some residual warmth on his fingertips... Well, no, there was still a faint scent...

But no matter how he recalled it, his memory was blurred, as if shrouded in a layer of fog. Only vaguely, Qin Yu can remember that a pair of extremely beautiful eyes, like the entire starry sky hidden in the vast sky.

Qin Yu is not sure what happened, but one thing is clear, it must have something to do with him peeping at the sacred mark.

Maybe just now, he has experienced something, because he is not allowed to remember, so the memory is in a sealed state.

The sacred mark... so powerful!

And Qin Yu is very clear that the so-called sacred imprint is just an image that remains in the memory of others.

Then, what is the level of strength and realm of those who are honored as "sacred"

Qin Yu didn't dare to think about it, and couldn't imagine it.

Perhaps, that only exists in legends. Open your eyes and the world is clear, close your eyes and the world will be forever night!

When Qin Yu's heart trembled, the figure walking by the lake appeared in the distorted space, raising his hand and slashing out the second sword.

The eyeball at the lowest point of the suspended abyss, the pupil suddenly enlarged, the darkness swallowed everything, and the entire eye turned into a pure pitch black color.

The next moment, endless blood flowed out of nothingness and gathered above the eyeballs. They contracted and condensed crazily, forming a blood moon.

boom-

The terrifying sword slash came, and the blood moon touched the part, and it shattered and dissipated in an instant, so it became a waning moon from a state of perfection.

In the sun and moon force field package, the Yinyue Sword Intent, who had been sleeping all the time, seemed to sense some kind of aura and woke up instantly.

The sound of the sword cry resounded through Qin Yu's mind, causing him to have an impulse, and at this moment, the sword intent was aroused, and he slashed towards this blood moon.

Biting the tip of his tongue hard, his mouth and nose were bitter and sweet, Qin Yu's eyes were clear, and under the urging of his mind, in the soul space, the speed of Ziyue and Qingri's movement suddenly became a little faster.

The aura of the sun and moon force field was strengthened, which was barely isolated. The energy from the outside world made the Yinyue sword intent quiet.

Before, when Hu Shan and Leng Yan shot, Qin Yu felt a familiar feeling. Now, seeing this round, the familiar blood moon, the familiarity suddenly became stronger.

Could it be that the Blood Moon is the blood moon, and the Yinyue Sword Intent is the Yinyue Sword Intent that he comprehended... Then this sword cultivator...

At the time of the imperial city, Tang Yi, the one-armed elder of Wanjian Mountain, came to pay a special visit and mentioned a mysterious old story about the sect.

Could it be that this person is the little master uncle he said

Just when Qin Yu was thinking about it, Murong Prisoner Ge, who seemed to be forgotten, suddenly shot.

The source god is the source god. Although he suffered a big loss before, but now he has made a violent shot, his power is still not to be underestimated.

His target was the eyeball that was temporarily stagnant in order to control the blood moon.

As a robber of the Dao, who can achieve the realm of the source god, Murong Prisoner devoured cultivators in this life, which can be said to be countless. And those who are qualified to arouse his interest are naturally the best among the monks, which allows him to obtain countless powerful means.

For example, the previous method of wasting strength and repairing self-injury, or the star fall technique that Murong Prisoner used at this moment.

Above the abyss, after being torn to pieces, they were condensed and intertwined again. In the thick and dense darkness, powerful fluctuations suddenly emerged. The next moment the darkness was burned red, like iron ingots in a fire.

boom-

boom-

Pieces of incomparably huge, flaming meteorites spewed out from it, coming down with an unstoppable force.

Before it came, the temperature in the air began to increase at an alarming rate, and there was a burning sensation between the nose and mouth.

At this moment, a blood shadow came out of the blood moon, all limbs fell to the ground, and the body was extremely short. It raised its head to face countless burning meteorites, opened its mouth and neck suddenly thickened, swelled to ten times its body size, and let out an earth-shattering roar.

The space was suddenly distorted, and the terrifying power was included, shaking and rolling wildly.

bang—

bang—

All the meteorites that fell into it, like bubbles, shattered and dissipated directly.

An ice cold voice came from this short blood shadow, "Although you can summon the sacred imprint, your strength is not at the peak, and you cannot fully exert the power of the sacred image. If you want to kill me, you need at least ten swords... But your current state , can you support the sacred image to cut ten swords? Even if you can, can your so-called disciple be able to do it?"

Hu Shan's face was expressionless, "No matter how much you say, don't even think about breaking my will. Today, you will surely perish completely, and your consciousness will disappear forever!"

The short blood shadow sneered, "I naturally know that you can't be persuaded, so these words are not for you to listen to."

He turned his head to look at Leng Yan, "You are today because of your own talent. This woman has never taught you anything at all. Is it worth giving your life to avenge her?"

Leng Yan's body trembled slightly, the burning silver-white flame was consuming every breath, and the amount of his precious life force was astonishing. This is a process in which you can clearly perceive that your life is decreasing and that you are constantly approaching death.

After a little silence, he looked up and said, "Teacher, you gave me the power I have today. I am very grateful. But now, I can't die, I hope you can forgive me."

Hu Shan frowned slightly, and immediately returned to calm, "This is your destiny many years ago, after you made a promise, you have no choice."

"Hahahaha! No, Yangri, you are wrong, of course he can choose, because this is my world!" The waning moon above the eyeballs suddenly brightened, and at this moment, all the rules of the abyss were shaken fiercely, And then into chaos.

Leng Yan groaned, her face turned pale, and as the blood spurted out, the qi machine that was entangled with the Sun and Moon Sword Intent was instantly torn apart.

As the origin of each other, the shadows of the sun and the moon, which rotate and rotate with each other, disintegrate in an instant, and the shadow of the moon dissipates.

As a result, the distorted space quickly recovered, and the pictures that descended within it disappeared together.

"Yangri, you lost! This is your destiny. Even if you were able to barely escape your ascension back then, you are destined to fall into my hands today!" Blood Shadow laughed wildly, "And I will Devouring you, all the prey that broke into my world, with these powers, you can reshape your body and then complete the resurrection."

Leng Yan's face changed slightly, "You made an oath that you will let me go."

"Oath? For the blood moon monks, it does not exist at all, not to mention that you have mastered the silver moon sword intent, swallowing you and the sun will be the best supplement for me!"

boom-

A mass of blood light suddenly gushed out of nothingness, like a big mouth, swallowing him at once. Leng Yan swung her sword frantically, and the domineering sword intent raged, splitting the blood light into countless gaps, but it grew and healed in the next moment.

"It's useless. Although your sword intent is strong enough, your realm is too far off. It's impossible to cut off my captivity. You will melt little by little, and then be absorbed and become part of my body."

The blood shadow that stepped out of the blood moon suddenly suppressed all the blood light, revealing its true appearance under the cover - it was actually a miniature, pig-like "Obam".

But the luxurious golden robe on his body, the crown inlaid with countless gems on the top of his head, and the terrifying power hidden in its body are enough to prove its identity without any doubts - living in the "Obam" imperial capital all the year round, rarely showing up In front of people, His Majesty the Emperor "Obam" who is also called the strongest in the world with the First Emperor of Chu!

At this moment, Emperor "Obam" stretched out his hand, and the eyeball under the blood moon flew directly over.

He held his eyeballs and slowly pressed them towards his own. At the moment when the two sides touched, a thin layer of flesh and blood wrapped around the surface of the eyeballs seemed to suddenly come to life. A sharp thorn digs out the original eyeballs of Emperor "Obam", crushes a pool of mucus, and absorbs it directly.

Then, it burrows into the bloody hole-hole, and the flesh grows and heals rapidly, replacing the eyes of Emperor "Obam".

Or rather, back to where it should have been in the first place.

Blinking his eyes, he seemed to be adapting. The return of this eyeball brought changes to himself. Emperor "Obam" said with a smile, "Yangri, you are indeed very strong, so strong that even though I have made a lot of preparations, I still do not have absolute certainty. , so I have prepared for the worst, even if you really destroy this place today, you will find that I am still alive."

Emperor "Obam" stood up straight, with an unimaginable aura that erupted from his body, "Now, it's time to end everything, all of you will die here."

With a wave of his sleeves, the blood moon rose into the sky, and in an instant, it rushed out of the abyss, scarlet like blood moonlight, and it suddenly sprinkled down, making the blood on the ground seem to be poured with endless blood!