Ghost Red Mountain.
On the mountain platform halfway up the mountain.
Su Chen remained motionless.
He seemed to have no eyes, no sense, no hearing, etc. Anyway, even if the exclamations came from the foot of the mountain, he didn't seem to hear them, and he seemed completely unaware that there were thousands of them around him. Red was coming towards him.
Su Chen's expression was still so quiet that it was unbelievable. He raised his head and admired the beautiful scenery under Guihong Mountain.
"Chi chi chi..."
After a few more breaths, those 'reds' got closer, one by one, they seemed to form and form the blood-colored sea water, squirming and surging from all directions, covering the sky and covering the earth with scarlet blood dripping. It has begun to cover and envelope Su Chen's body.
For a moment, the area where Su Chen was standing began to quickly turn scarlet! ! !
First, it was Su Chen's feet, then his head, arms, waist, chest, etc., all of which were quickly and cruelly permeated.
Quietly, yet extremely clear.
But from beginning to end, Su Chen remained motionless, not even struggling.
"Boy, you should fucking run away!" Li Immortal roared, roaring angrily. Although he knew that no matter what Su Chen did now, it would be over and it was too late. However, countless red ones were already on his body. Even if Su Chen struggled a little, he would feel better and feel a glimmer of hope, but Su Chen... remained motionless! This is suicide! Moreover, being overwhelmed by red is more reliable than committing suicide to a certain extent!
Behind Li Immortal, among the crowd of disciples who were watching, someone finally began to discuss in a low voice:
"He wasn't already dead just after he climbed Guihong Mountain, right? He was motionless from beginning to end. I thought it was because I was dazzled."
"It's so miserable! It was completely enveloped right away!"
"The best chance of escape has been lost. Now, even if the gods come, they can't save him. You can't blame anyone but yourself. He gave up on himself."
"Can such a person directly become a six-star disciple? Can he also become a disciple of the leader of the lineage? Haha..."
"It doesn't matter if you die, if you dare to take advantage of Miss Xue, it will be easy for him to die like this."
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"Did you just die like this?" Among the crowd, Xue Hanyue felt a little lost. She murmured to herself, watching Su Chen being submerged by the 'red' ocean, and she had some indescribable feelings.
"Of course he's dead. Could it be that he could still escape from being surrounded by countless reds?" Beside Xue Hanyue, Chen Zong said calmly, with a calm tone, but if you listen carefully, there is coldness and gloating in his voice.
Completely overwhelmed by 'red', maybe ten million reds, maybe more.
Anyway, Su Chen was overwhelmed by 'red' all his life.
In this case, not to mention Su Chen, his mother, the Pavilion Master, and Zhao Funi would all be suffocated by 'red' and would definitely die, let alone a boy with a solid character in the ancient realm.
"..." Xue Hanyue was silent. She didn't refute, and she didn't know how to refute. She stared at the mountainside quietly.
"Old Yan..." In the air, Ling Tuzhi finally spoke, with a cold expression showing a trace of disappointment and dissatisfaction. Both Zhao Funi and Old Yan were so steadfast in their vows, and they were so full of great feelings for Su Chen. hopes and expectations, what is the result
What's more, Ling Tuzhi also heard from Mr. Yan that in order for Su Chen to join Xuanshi Divine Pavilion, Xuanshi Divine Pavilion fought directly with Jiucang and Taiyuan and paid an unimaginable price.
As a result, just... I got such a thing? !
A kid who faced 'red', had his brain twitched, and couldn't even resist, and was already certain to die
If it weren't for the extremely high strength and status of Zhao Funi and Yan Lao, he would have wanted to question and scold them severely.
Deep in his heart, he had the urge to scold his mother, and he was so frustrated!
"Keep watching." Mr. Yan said with a wry smile, not to mention he himself was not scolding his mother in frustration, he had such high hopes! Result... Now, he can only bite the bullet and hope for a miracle to happen. Although he knows very well that Su Chen, who is overwhelmed by 'red', cannot create any miracles. After all, even he himself can't do it, let alone Su Chen.
"Yes." Ling Tuzhi's veins almost popped out. He really didn't give up until he reached the Yellow River! Mr. Yan is still unwilling to admit his mistake at this moment? Do you want to continue to resist? Okay, anyway, it's only a short while, well, let's wait until Su Chen is completely dead and becomes a corpse.
Taking a deep breath, Ling Tuzhi forced down the frustration and anger in his heart and continued to look halfway up the mountain.
now.
Halfway up the mountain, the 'red' sea becomes more and more intense! ! !
The scarlet one is a bit weird.
There are really too many reds, as if all the reds hidden in the mountains have appeared.
Moreover, all the 'red' shrouded the area where Su Chen was, causing the submerged area where Su Chen was to become more and more 'red', 'scarlet dripping', and 'increasingly red'. The "thick and rolling" sound makes people's scalp numb when watching it.
time.
Minutes and seconds passed.
At the foot of the mountain, the atmosphere is strange.
As the person involved, Su Chen was actually still standing there. However, he was buried in red, so others couldn't see it. In fact, he himself couldn't see anything. He seemed to have fallen into a pool of blood. , before his eyes, there was blood and depression.
Moreover, it is very squeezed.
It's like there are countless giant mountains oppressing him from all directions. If it weren't for the fact that his body's strength is really terrifying, would it be that the increasing pressure has turned him into a pile of broken bones and corpses
In addition to the force of squeezing, what is even more terrifying is suffocation.
Not even a breath of air could be breathed.
If this state continues, any martial artist will die, and Su Chen can only hold on for one stick of incense at most.
"Brother, when you feel like you can't hold on any longer, you start to devour 'Red'. Now, it's better to keep waiting. Hehe, there are still more 'Reds' who are going to die." Xi said with a smile.
"Yes!" Su Chen nodded quietly. At this time, he still remained calm and unhurried.
Time continues to pass.
soon.
It’s almost time to burn incense.
At the foot of the mountain, so far, no onlookers have retreated.
However, some disciples have already begun to speak with determination:
"That kid is dead, right?"
"Why hasn't the 'red' tide receded yet?"
"Spectacular!!! So spectacular!"
"One person attracted a million 'reds'? Tens of millions of 'reds'? That boy's way of death was quite unique."
"This kid will be remembered in the history of Xuanshi Pavilion. It's so weird. He chose this way to commit suicide? It's so unexpected."
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amidst these discussions.
Ling Tuzhi frowned, he was a little anxious, and he felt that time was wasted.
I stood there and watched for almost a stick of incense. It was obvious that the outcome was already determined.