Chapter 1105 The Young Master Comes at Night
As if to confirm Shu Ci’s words, the miserable moonlight fell like water towards the corpse forest.
The skeletal branches swayed in the wind, except for the faint smell of corpses in the air.
Gradually, an extremely strong muddy smell filled the air. This smell was extremely weird.
Bailian felt that the solid ground under his feet had become soft, as if it had become some kind of loose matrix that was wriggling strangely.
The big white-bone tree growing on this land began to sway crazily, and the corpses under the intricately intertwined white-bone branches began to dance crazily like a group of demons.
Na Suiyou escaped from the wooden coffin. His formation was damaged and disordered, and his aura could no longer be concealed.
These corpse ghosts smelled the breath of living people on his body, and they woke up one after another.
They opened their pale eyeballs without pupils, and spewed green corpse air from their mouths.
The calm of the night was suddenly broken, like a drop of water falling into a boiling oil pan.
These corpses went from waking up to boiling in just a moment, as if the calm sea was suddenly shaken by an uproar.
The huge white bone tree spread its branches and gathered in the mountains. The corpses were densely packed like a dark chaos, rushing towards them.
The blue-grey faces were dull, the necks were crooked, and the backs were arched high in an inhuman way.
Through the thin clothes, one can even see their mutant spines with clear and jagged joints.
Their pace seemed to be slow, but in fact they were faster than wild horses. They were bent over and their limbs were lying on the ground.
The dark nails were lightly scratched in front of the ground, leaving a deep gash in which the corpse aura spread.
Even the nails are filled with strong corpse poison.
The bones are as white as a mountain, and the corpses are as long as a forest.
The owner of Yinxu Valley really lives up to his reputation as a ghost.
These corpse ghosts exhaled strong green corpse aura from their mouths. They crawled on the ground with their fingers and scratched their fingernails across the black crawling ground, which seemed to trigger some strong reaction.
A large area of corpse poison mist quickly spread throughout the forest valley.
Shu Ci is a fox demon, and her nose is extremely sensitive to breath. The strong smell of corpse poison poured into her mouth and nose, like bones stuck in her throat, like fire.
She covered her mouth and nose with her claws and hurriedly retreated, only to find that her retreat was blocked by a group of corpses from behind.
Bailian's face was a little gloomy: "A group of dead creatures without souls actually gave birth to spiritual wisdom."
Shu Ci's charming voice was a little bit smoked by the poisonous miasma. Hoarse, he said in a cold voice: "You really think too much. These ghosts don't have the ability to transcend life and death. It's the ghosts and immortals who control them behind the scenes."
"Control?"
Bailian summoned the Tiance Junshan Sword and split the bodies of the two corpses with his backhand sword. However, he found that the hand felt extremely hard, as if he had split the two mountain rocks with one sword. above.
The corpse of the corpse fell to the ground, and the strange black mud on the ground quickly squirmed and swallowed it.
And the bone tree grew bigger and bigger, and vaguely human faces could be seen on some of the thick white bone branches that were swinging wildly.
Bailian felt strange for a moment, knowing that if he continued to kill these corpses, the bone tree would grow into a terrible state.
But if he didn't resist and fight back, he and Shu Ci would be completely surrounded and torn into pieces by this group of corpses.
And in this valley realm, he also truly witnessed the power and terror of this ghost fairy.
Under this white bone tree, there is an endless forest of corpses.
If you count them in detail, these corpses may be in the tens of thousands.
He can control soulless corpses, which is the serious art of exorcising corpses. It requires powerful spiritual consciousness to control each corpse.
However, a person's spiritual consciousness is limited, but he can take advantage of the mountains of this Yinxu Valley. Every inch of the mountain soil can be borrowed for him to turn into the power of spiritual consciousness.
There is nothing special about these corpses, they are just like beasts that can only release corpse poison.
Bailian is not afraid of corpse poison, but that child and Shu Ci are different.
Bailian saw Shu Ci surrounded by a group of corpse ghosts, his eyes flashing red and fierce, obviously the corpse poison in this fog gradually affected his mind.
At this time, we cannot fall into confusion.
Balian took a deep breath and activated the little blood in his body. His eyes were as scarlet as blood, and several afterimages of his figure appeared in the darkness.
Where the afterimage said it, the remains of the corpses danced like broken leaves.
Life and death opened up a path between him and Shu Ci.
Bailian brushed his sleeves to the ground, rolled Shu Ci's small body into his sleeves and hid it again.
Unsurprisingly, the corpses of the ghouls that he tore into pieces were also quickly swallowed up by the crawling black mud in the earth.
On the swaying bones of the branches, many faces with different faces appeared.
An even weirder scene happened.
Those faces had different expressions, with painful and ferocious expressions, and they began to struggle among the branches to escape.
The next moment, those faces really gradually bulged out to form distinct facial features.
Then it formed white fruits one after another and fell from the bone tree.
As soon as the white fruit fell to the ground, it quickly grew into a 'human' shape.
They grew taller and longer, holding swords in their hands and with scarlet eyes.
Except that his face is different from Balian.
The aura of blood in their bodies and the aura of holding swords are exactly the same as those of Balian.
Bailian's eyes were very sharp, and he even saw a white fruit falling to the ground. It transformed into the form of a little fox with lifeless eyes and sharp claws.
After being swallowed up by the black mud, the corpses they killed in this forest of corpses would absorb nutrients from the bone tree and breed unknown 'creatures' with auras similar to theirs. .
Whether it is the power of the corpse demon in their bodies or the sword power of Tiance Junshan, they are all reproduced perfectly.
What is even more frightening is that not long ago, Shu Ci was still talking about these ghosts without souls.
At this moment, something rich in ‘activity’ seems to be stuffed under these empty shells.
Balian pressed Shu Ci's manic fox head with one hand. He was obviously affected by the poisonous miasma, and his temper became very violent and manic. He wanted to jump out of his sleeves and have a good fight with these corpses.
The functions of this poisonous miasma and the corpse forest really complement each other and are closely related.
People who enter the forest can even discover how these unknown 'creatures' are 'born' by absorbing their breath.
But under the erosion of this poisonous miasma, they will also lose their ability to think and think, and will continue to attack these corpses.
It is basically impossible to break through this corpse formation.
And Bai Lian had a huge advantage in this battle.
He is a corpse demon. He is not affected by the poisonous miasma in this valley, and his mind is naturally clear.
With a clear mind, you can naturally analyze and think calmly and come up with solutions.
The birth of those white fruits was the result of the black soil swallowing the corpses attacked by their methods.
In this way, slashing with swords, cutting with knives, blasting with fists, and tearing with hands can't break the situation.
Bailian thought of a way to easily break the situation.
It’s just that there is no spiritual power left in his body at this moment, so he cannot use this method at all.
Bailian could only avoid attacking the zombie demons that came to attack them.
He put away the Tiance Junshan Sword, picked up Suiyou's collar with one hand, and jumped back high to avoid the tearing and scratching of several corpse ghosts.
His injuries have not healed, and he has not eaten blood. Although the corpse beads can secrete the power of blood, his physical strength has not been well repaired.
Dodging like this in the middle of a siege consumes a lot of energy.
He dodged to the left and jumped to the right, moving sideways a foot away. He could barely use the Seven Ember Steps without the support of spiritual power, but the distance was extremely limited.
In his current state, it is absolutely impossible to leave this place through physical skills.
Just when he was distracted and thinking, a sword wind struck, and Balian felt that the air around him suddenly became extremely heavy, making his mobility extremely restricted in an instant.
The sword opened and closed wide, with the potential to split the mountain.
Although Bai Lian quickly took seven steps to dodge, his back was still brushed by the sword wind.
Just a wisp of it caused the flesh on his back to rip open, as if it had been plowed open with a blunt knife.
Bailian never thought that the power of wielding a sword that he could hold so easily would bring such a terrifying sense of oppression to people.
He knew he wouldn't last long.
As Balian gasped for breath, he lowered his eyes coldly and glanced at the full-moon wine gourd hanging around his waist.
After such a hard battle, three or four drops of wine had condensed at the bottom of the jade gourd.
Although there is little spiritual liquid, it is still barely enough for him to use that kind of enemy-defending method.
But...
Bailian seems to be taboo about something.
He did not drink the moonlight wine in the jade gourd, but thought for a moment, and the bright red color in his eyes slowly receded and turned into pitch black.
The dark pupils gradually spread the darkness until the entire eyeball seemed to be overflowing with black soul fire.
Bailian had a faint look of pain on his face, but he did not stop this dangerous behavior.
Suddenly...
There was a strong wind in the sky, and thousands of trees were crawling on their knees. The wind was like an invisible big hand, lifting up the gray sand and fine rocks on the ground, hitting people so hard that they couldn't open their eyes.
A dazzling green light suddenly burst out from nowhere, and the surrounding wind was overwhelming and flying.
The wind formed a huge wind vortex in this forest of corpses, and all the roaring corpses standing on the ground were sucked into the vortex formed by the wind.
Bailian raised his feet off the ground and was about to be sucked into the center of the wind by the whirlpool.
At this moment, a hand passed through the wind field and landed on Bailian's shoulder, gently touching it.
The force was not heavy, it could even be said to be very light, and Bailian's dangling feet fell back onto the ground.
When he turned around, he saw half of his face glowing with a soft and clear halo in the dim moonlight.
The face was clean and neat, with a clear and moist outline that looked like a handsome young man's.
The young man’s brows had a light silver flower mark on them. He put one hand on Balian’s shoulder, and held an unfolded snow-white folding fan with the other hand, hiding half of his face below the bridge of his nose. Covered.
Only a pair of lavender eyes could be seen above the folding fan, which seemed to emit a faint fluorescent light in the dark night.
The lavender eyes seemed to be smiling. He did not speak, but his eyes were slightly opened, and a burning sword rose into the sky from behind him and was involved in the whirlpool of the wind. middle.
The burning sword intent is like a fire that lasts forever, strangling and igniting the corpses in an instant, burning them to ashes.
The remaining wind blew and swept away into the distance.
(End of this chapter)