Chapter 372: Looking for flowers and having fun
The bloody nematodes dyed the river red. Countless evil creatures suppressed by the little tiger's momentum smelled the breath of living creatures, and immediately rushed out to entangle the nematodes. Bite.
Even so, it is still difficult for such a majestic negative thing to keep all the nematodes behind.
On the bank of the river, only a skeleton of the huge blood beast under Xing Wu’s feet was left. Only the withered blood flower on the chest was gently waving, and countless blood-red nematodes kept pouring out of the flower’s mouth. And out.
There were so many of these worms that they occupied all the spatial routes that Xiao Wangchuan could travel. Soon, they were chasing the river whale, and the thin thread-like blood worms kept moving towards the whale. Drill the arch in.
The giant whale let out a long, mournful roar, and its huge body shriveled up at a terrifying speed.
Xingwu let out a cruel chuckle: "Hakuye Luoshu Zang Chapter, the whale fell and all things came to life...it tastes very good."
The surface of the blood beast's skeleton began to grow under his feet Layers of flesh and blood emerged.
When the whale fell into the Wangchuan River, the beauty bit her head tightly on a strand of Si Li's hair, and then the two of them were washed away by the river.
The little tiger patted the small bronze book on her waist, and countless vine branches and leaves rose from the river. A huge tree demon grew on the river, and the flexible branches wrapped tightly around her small waist. Throwing it far across the river, she successfully reached the other side.
But the newly harvested tree demon sank to the bottom of the river and turned into mud after being eaten by countless witch insects.
Suffering from the laceration that penetrated her back, the little tiger struggled to stand up. She looked dimly at the bright red figure washed away by the river. She exhaled slowly, showing a distressed look.
This is really a headache.
On the other hand, it smells so good that it’s hard to let go.
On the one hand, Lord Demon Lord’s fate is related to her life and death.
well.
The little tiger struggled painfully with this difficult question for a moment, then walked happily, looking for the sweet fragrance that was still in the air.
Qing Shui said that when you are alive, you should enjoy yourself in time.
She lived through thirteen springs, summers, autumns and winters. Whatever she wanted, countless noble immortals would give it to her with fear and fear.
Over time, she lost what she wanted.
To this day, she wants to find out why the smell that is more fragrant than flowers is so similar to the purest and shortest frozen snow on the top of her Kunlun Snow Mountain.
She needs to find out, what is the truth?
In the face of this truth, her life and the life of the devil are insignificant.
"Just kill the Demon King. The Kunlun clan's little tiger is not in our plan." A burst of black mist suddenly floated around Yukuro.
A figure wearing a black robe appeared next to him. The hood covered most of his face, only revealing a jade-white pointed chin.
The twisted smile on Yukashi's lips slowly subsided, and he suddenly coughed slightly at an inappropriate time. Demon Prison, who was always known for being cruel and cold-blooded, looked slightly unnatural at this moment.
He glanced at the man in black robe helplessly and said: "I just came out of the blood beast and I have no clothes on. Can you stop being so elusive?"
Under the Hood There was a hoarse laugh, and a long and slender hand was raised from under the black robe, dragging a new cloak in his hand. This man's wrist had deep scars, and his fingers showed a faint feeling of weakness.
Xingwu glanced at her wrist, took the cloak and put it on, his voice was extremely cold again: "The devil must die, that little tiger - I don't want to see her continue. Live! I can't stand that face. , can still appear clearly in this world."
The man in black robe sighed and said: "In any case, the empress and I are kind, and I was born in this world in response to her scene. .”
Yukuna's face looked ruthless: "Inner demons, no need for kindness, abandon the principles of human ethics, otherwise, you will lose everything."
The man in black robe fell silent quickly.
As if he couldn't bear her depression, Xingwu hesitated for a moment and then said: "Yunrong has entered the ghost mountain and is looking for you everywhere."
The man in black robe immediately raised his head, The shadow under the hood reveals a pair of With her graceful thin lips, she lightly opened her lips and said, "I want to kill the subject just like you." Xingwu looked stunned at first, and then became furious: "No! I don't allow you to do this!"
She pursed her lips: "Yunrong will only get in the way in this world."
"Don't even think about it!" Xingwu was so angry that he was shaking all over: "Once you kill the subject, you will never have a future!"
She laughed at herself, and her tone suddenly felt sad: "It's just the inner demon, it's just an illusion... why talk about the future."
There is no god when you look up, it's hard to enter the world when you look down, there's only night. Brilliance and nightmares accompany each other.
She has already been injured half of her life.
Yukino looked at her, his eyes were rare dark and warm. His tone was gentle, as if he was swearing: "The dream is not over yet, there are still cicadas in the great cold."
Where the little tiger disappeared, not long after, two figures appeared out of thin air. A graceful and slender figure.
The robe of the female official of the shrine touches the ground, but it is not stained by dust.
Female Officer Si Xi picked up a dryad vine leaf from the ground. The green and fresh leaves were mottled with blood stains, exuding the special blood fragrance of the gods.
Her expression instantly became extremely solemn: "Little tiger, you are injured!"
The soft face of the Qingshui female officer suddenly showed a hint of murderous intent: "We must find her as soon as possible."
"But Baiye Luoshu can conceal the aura of the little tiger."
Qingshui Shui's eyes flickered and said: "We are going to the three realms of Ghost Mountain. The demons are trying to resurrect the devil. The bronze door in the three realms must be opened. The little tiger will inevitably appear there."
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The wheels are rolling.
No one knows the specific location of the three realms of Ghost Mountain.
But through the Seal of Ghost Marriage, Bailian and his party were able to find out where Ghost Lang was.
Walking all the way to the northwest, Bailian found that Youguilang's footprints were very confusing. He clearly had a clear goal, but he was walking around east and west, seeming to be hesitating and struggling in every possible way.
Although his purpose is clear, through these traces, we can know that his progress at the moment is staggering and hesitant.
When Bai Lian actually saw You Gui Lang, he found that three teams had already collided with You Gui Lang head-on.
The team led by Prince Zhongyou Yingxiu was among them.
What’s even more interesting is that there is another team, waving the fierce fire flag of the Ten Thousand Dao Immortal Alliance, and the one who takes the lead in attacking Youguilang is actually a familiar face.
Lin Guiyuan.
Bailian looked stunned.
Compared with when they were separated, Lin Guiyuan's aura was more than a little stronger. When he first entered the fairy city, he and Lin Yuan were in the same place, both were Takumi.
In just a few days, with this majestic momentum, it can be seen at a glance that he has broken through the realm of spiritual bearing.
His clothes were ragged for some reason, and countless black runes were carved on his skin that was exposed by the clothes. Every time he waved his fist, those black runes would burst out with intense light. For a while, he was actually able to fight on a par with Yougui Lang.
(End of this chapter)