Chapter 69: Cold Autumn Water in the Mountain
A corner of the spar was broken into pieces, and the bright red blood-like liquid flowed out crazily like an endless flow, forming a sad and bloody river of blood.
In the dry lake, countless golden fish and sharks died of thirst, and their bodies seemed to be dried and cracked by the blazing red sun in the daytime.
In addition to the creatures in the lake, Bai Lian also found that the corpses of many sect disciples were brutally cut into pieces and dripping in the lake.
No one dares to approach that lake.
Because in the center of the lake, there is a shark that has not yet died of thirst.
A blue fish tail sat forlornly in the mud at the bottom of the lake.
It is Linyuan.
Seeing this scene, Parian couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief.
Sister Linyuan is still alive...
Just stay alive.
As long as you are alive, there is hope.
In the deep bottom of the lake, Lin Yuan's face as clear as a flower was already filled with the sadness of hatred, and her beautiful colorful gauze had long been stained by mottled blood.
The whites of her eyes were covered with bright red bloodshot eyes, and she grinded her teeth to suck the blood. Her originally handsome eyes were ferocious and red with anger.
Her hands were clasped by two long cold chains, which extended from the bottom of the lake and were nailed to the lake wall.
Even though she lost her mobility and freedom and was bound by chains, no one of the sect disciples around her dared to get close, including Yang Zhao, Huang Kang, and even Wen Yu, whose bodies were charred under the tree.
They looked at the approaching storm all over the mountain, with obvious fear and solemnity in their brows.
If Bailian Ru's guess is correct, the corpse of the sect at the bottom of the lake must have been killed while approaching Lin Yuan and trying to capture her.
Although he has never seen Lin Yuan take action, the two people who are valued by Shanfu are Lin Guiyuan and Lin Yuan.
Lin Guiyuan could even shoot Shebi Zhi with two arrows, and Lin Yuan, who could make him sincerely call him sister, was naturally not much weaker than him.
From a long distance away, with Bailian's eyesight, he could still clearly see that most of the scales on Lin Yuan's beautiful fish tail had fallen off.
The red blood slowly dripped down the tail into the moist soil.
And all the thin webs in the palms of her hands were torn apart, and she looked extremely miserable.
Wen Yu's face was cold and solemn, he took two steps forward and stood three meters away from the dry lake.
He looked coldly at the shark forest garden in the center of the lake, and said: "Are you still unwilling to reveal the whereabouts of the mountain god? That guy Lin Guiyuan is dead. Is it possible that you really miss me? Will you compromise by killing all the creatures in this mountain?”
Lin Yuan's head was lowered, and her dark hair fell down the sides of her pale cheeks. She sneered: "You have gotten what you want, are you still not satisfied?"
Wen Yu's expression was cold and low.
It's not that he is dissatisfied, but that if the mountain god is not eliminated, it will always be a huge hidden danger for him.
Like a thorn in the eye, a thorn in the flesh.
He could not guarantee that one day in the future, this powerful God of Kongcang Mountain would suddenly make a comeback.
Wen Yu, who has a deep blood debt, will not leave any trouble behind!
Wen Yu's eyes lingered on Lin Yuan's exquisite body, and then said: "If you reveal the whereabouts of the mountain god, submit to me, and voluntarily accept my slave seal, I will let you live! Otherwise, this mountain full of evil ghosts and demons , as long as I give the order, I can tear you into pieces!" Lin Yuan slowly closed his eyes and sneered: "Kill if you want, there is so much nonsense!"
Wen Yu looked at Yang Zhao and Huang Kang gloomily.
What was also surprising to Balian was that the two people who were originally arrogant were obviously far more powerful than Wen Yu, but for some reason, they seemed to be following Wen Yu's lead at the moment.
"Don't be impatient, it's just rain. She is a mermaid, and she can't turn into a dragon when meeting water."
Yang Zhao and Huang Kang smiled when they met, and the wind chimes in their hands swayed gently, and the ringing sound was sad and sharp. , layers of shallow halos of enchantment rippled out from the wind chimes, forming a huge, transparent semicircle, intercepting the sound of the wind from the outside world.
Even if it rains heavily later, not a single drop will fall into the lake.
Fish will die of thirst if they leave the water, and the same goes for sharks.
Bailian’s expression buried in the darkness had already turned cold.
He hid his body in the crowd of corpses, and without anyone noticing in the crowd, he secretly awakened the Yin Tiger in the glazed umbrella and gave it a very clear order with his spiritual mind.
“Roar!!!”
The Yinhu appears!
The roar of the tiger was deafening. The Yin Tiger came from Zhongyou, and its sinister aura was naturally far beyond the comparison of these low-level unconscious corpse demons.
A roar with terrifying coercion sounded, and the tide of corpses suddenly fell to the ground.
Bailian was not affected by his coercion, but in order to attract attention, he also fell down and fell into the pile of corpses.
The restrained Mr. Meng suddenly raised his head, in disbelief and surprise.
Wen Yu's complexion suddenly changed, and he stared in this direction, almost gritting his teeth and said: "Damn it, how could it be the Yin Tiger Talisman? The kid who escaped has been found again. ?”
Wen Zhendong knew the horror of the Zhongyou Yin Tiger, and hid behind Wen Yu with a blue face, and the fingers holding the Golden Crow Vine turned white.
Yang Zhao and Huang Kang looked quite calm. They hung the two wind chimes in their hands on the branches of the tree.
And told Wen Yu: "That kid is looking for death. We don't mind giving him a ride. Although Yinhu is powerful, it will be easier to deal with as long as it kills its host and becomes an ownerless thing. Your Excellency, please pay attention." If anyone comes close to these two wind chimes, they will be killed without mercy."
As they spoke, the two of them fired a spell at their own wind chimes. The spell penetrated into the wind chime and emitted a sharp and rhythmic sound. syllables come.
After stabilizing the corpse demons, the two of them held long swords in hand and quickly glanced in the direction of the pile of fallen corpses. Not noticing anything strange, they turned toward Yinhu. Chase in the direction.
Wen Yu glanced at the thin curtain in the sky with a gloomy and uneasy expression, and then glanced at the back of Yin Hu who ran wildly into the jungle deep in the mountains. His fingers kept tapping the Yuanli Sword anxiously: "Damn it. !”
In his heart, even though the kid named Si Chen confirmed in front of everyone that he was a disciple of Zhongyou.
But he saw with his own eyes that he knew the Taixuan Spirit Art "Seven Ember Steps" and the "Burning River Sword Art", and he never believed that this kid was just a simple disciple of Zhongyou.
He even vaguely felt that this kid could even spoil him at a critical moment.
While Wen Yu was lost in thought, where no one could see the corpses, a ring of fire rolled up under Balian's feet.
"Ah..."
A woman's frightened scream was not fully erupted before a cold palm forcefully covered her mouth. Wen Yu suddenly felt chills all over his body, thinking Without thinking, he took out the sword from his waist, turned around and stabbed out.
Bai Lian's Qiu Shui Sword had already been unsheathed, lying across Wen Zhendong's neck.
He had always been a gentle man, but at this moment, he mercilessly cut a piece of skin with the edge of his sword.
(End of this chapter)