Chapter 138 Dragon louse eats evil


Chapter 138 Dragon louse eats evil

Except for vision.

All Wu Xian's senses were telling him that there was a bloody river full of innocent souls and ghosts ahead.

But with previous experience.

Wu Xian is neither gullible nor disbelieving.

He half-crouched and placed his palms thirty centimeters above the ground. His body swayed slightly from standing on one leg for a long time. Fortunately, his balance was better than that of ordinary people.

Earth Thorn Curse!

Wu Xian flicked his fingers slightly and released the spell, but his hand didn't touch anything. This made his expression change, and his feet stopped in mid-air and stopped moving.

The Earth Thorn Curse is a rare charm.

The effect is to release a ground thorn with a volume of one cubic meter. The shape can be customized by the user. The ground thorn Wu Xian just released raised a height of only three meters under the palm of his hand. Ten centimeters of chunky ground spines.

If there was flat ground below, it should just touch his palm.

Although thirty centimeters is a bit wasteful, it is the best height, because if it is lower, Wu Xian's posture will not be easy to maintain. If it is higher, the ground thorns will block the way. Wu Xian's next step It’s hard to move forward.

But the thorn did not appear.

This shows that there is indeed a river of unknown depth under his feet, and the girl did not lie to him!

“Come down!”

"Stay with us!"

"We are all together, in the blood, you come too."

The pungent smell of blood surged, and the resentful spirits below kept shouting at each other. Wu Xian called, and their bodies kept colliding with the blood pool. When one floated up, he would be squeezed down by the other, just like koi carp grabbing fish food in the fish pond...

These sounds, A series of terrifying pictures appeared in Wu Xian's mind, and he suddenly felt lucky that he had his eyes closed, so he didn't have to see the terrifying scene in front of him.

After a while, the smell of blood suddenly disappeared.

The girl said to Wu Xian in surprise: "Naihe has disappeared again. Brother, you can go forward."

Wu Xian was slightly startled.

Is this going to disappear?

Then Wu Xian remembered that Yin Chai had said before that the road to hell is unpredictable and changing every moment. Maybe not all of what they said was lies, and some of them were true. .

After all, lies with nine truths and one falsehood are the best at deceiving people.

Wu Xian used his armor to test and confirm that there was solid ground in front of him before stepping down.

Go further back.

Moving forward becomes more difficult.

The tributaries of the Nai River filled with resentful spirits and blood, the march of ghost ants that devour all things, the thick guillotine that can cut a person in half, the abyss that is impossible to climb down after falling...

Every step is fraught with danger.

Fortunately, the girl kept reminding Wu Xian and helped Wu Xian get through it safely without even a scratch on his body.

The girl's grandfather has been persuading his granddaughter to stay away from this living person, but the girl still stubbornly helps Wu Xian, which allows her to gain Wu Xian's trust.

I don’t know when, the old man seemed to give up, and his voice was like that of a Taoist monk, and he never appeared again.

As the number of remaining steps decreases.

Wu Xian could feel that some kind of change had occurred in his body. His skin was much colder, and his body temperature was almost the same as the ambient temperature. The human smell on his body gradually dissipated, replaced by a faint rancid smell, and his skin took on the appearance of the deceased. Stiff and pale.

It looks like a transition to the dead.

But Wu Xian can feel it.

From life to death, only his appearance.

The black scaled skin and the fashionable leathery skin were transformed into a shroud with a cold meaning of death. Wu Xian's warm Yangshou was covered by this coat.

When he reached the twenty-fourth step, the situation Wu Xian least expected to encounter appeared!

"Brother, be careful...he is already here...right behind you!"

"Shh, little girl, don't talk!"

The one who spoke this time was a voice. Husky man. While taking those few steps, Wu Xian chatted with the girl. Through her eyes, Wu Xian confirmed the surrounding environment and discovered that the scholar was not lying about one thing.

That is, there is really a ghost, observing Wu Xian from a distance!

This ghost had long hair and white clothes, with blood stains on its chest flowing down to its feet. Its face was pale and numb, and its eyes were menacingly ferocious.

When Wu Xian reached the twenty-fifth step.

The ghost finally started to act.

Pop!

White clothes sneakily patted Wu Xian on the shoulder.

Wu Xian did not look back, but waved his shield and struck behind him.

Oops!

The shield was empty.

But this time it was not the feeling of nothingness. Wu Xian could feel something rushing past him. This thing had a strange speed and made a whirring sound when it moved.

“Huh…”

Wu Xian's eyelids twitched suddenly. Just now, he was suddenly blown by a breath of air on his left eyelid!

The breath smelled of corpse stench and cold blood. Wu Xian shuddered and almost opened his eyes, but he still resisted the impulse.

Seeing that Wu Xian was just holding back, the sneaky man in white intensified his movements. His cold fingers suddenly pressed against Wu Xian's eyelids, and his fingers gradually became harder, as if he wanted to dig out Wu Xian's eyes!

Whoosh!

Wu Xian activated his wretched armor, and many sharp thorns suddenly appeared on his face, forcing the fingers to move away, but this could only be regarded as a temporary reprieve from the sneaky offensive in white clothes.

He had his eyes closed, unable to sense his surroundings.

If he continues like this, death will be the only thing waiting for him.

He is like a panicked beast being targeted by a hunter. He knows the danger exists, but does not know the hunter's specific location. As long as the hunter pulls the trigger, he will fall down.

The sneaky one in white didn't even need to kill Wu Xian. It only had to force Wu Xian to open his eyes or change his position.

A sharp look flashed in Wu Xian's eyes.

Even if a hunter kills a ferocious beast, he may be killed by the ferocious beast in return!

"Since I can't see...then let the things that can see help me attack!"

"Insect Bite Curse!"

Crash La, click, click...

Suddenly some big bugs came out of nowhere in Wu Xian's hand. By touch, Wu Xian felt that each of these bugs was as huge as a stag beetle, with a heavy body, and There are sharp barbs on the legs and shell.

If he hadn't been born with thick skin, just the insects crawling under his hands would have caused Wu Xian to bleed.

Twenty underworld dragon lice appeared in succession, and with the accompanying buzzing sound, they flew towards the sneaky one. The sneaky one who was teasing Wu Xian was immediately entangled by the dragon lice.

Sneaky in white suddenly screamed: "What is this..."

Puff, puff.

There were several sounds of dragon lice being trampled to pieces. These insects were still too fragile.

Then Sneaky in White let out a piercing scream, and his flesh and blood were being torn apart by dragon lice. These dragon lice even penetrated into his skin and gnawed at his internal organs!

For Sneaky, internal organs generally do not play a role in sustaining life, but after all, internal organs are also part of their ghost body, and eating internal organs will also cause harm to them.

And once the bugs get inside, they can’t get out just because they want!

Regarding the rivers of Hades, let me make a small explanation. I dare not talk about popular science, because I also saw it from other places.

In various literary and artistic works, there are many names for the rivers of Hades, such as Huangquan, Wangchuan, Santu River, and Naihe.

But in fact, Naihe is the Styx in Chinese native mythology.

Huangquan originally referred to the underground river, but was later used to refer to the underworld.

Lethe River actually comes from Greek mythology.

The Santu River comes from Japanese mythology.

But now Naihe is the least famous, hahaha.

(End of this chapter)

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