Chapter 149: A Surprise in the Blessed Land
The two of them followed the night and quickly entered the house chosen by Kong Xian. Han Honghua did not forget to close the door before entering the house.
Obviously she also knows some characteristics of gray mist.
Cang!
As the door closed, this large internal space was completely plunged into darkness.
Not long after, an orange light bloomed in the darkness.
Kong Jin took out a bright oil lamp and barely illuminated a space.
At this point, Kong Jin sat down on a futon on the ground, his face full of exhaustion.
Now that he was relaxing, he only felt pain from the wounds all over his body.
Some of those wounds were caused by black arrows, and some were injured during the battle with Lu Wenji.
The dense scars and oozing blood almost turned his whole body red.
The pain came in waves, and the fatigue after the war made Kongji not want to move a finger.
With the help of the light, Han Honghua saw Kong Ji's face, which was pale as a result of excessive blood loss, and asked softly: "It doesn't matter, I have trauma medicine, do you want to use it? Although I feel that you are not right now." The injury seems to be of no use."
"Thank you for your kindness, I have healing medicine." Kong Ji struggled and took out another Gu Yuan Dan from the Qiankun bag and threw it into his mouth.
While the medicine was spreading, he glanced at Han Honghua apologetically: "Sister Hua, please help me protect the law."
"Don't worry!" Han Honghua's answer was concise and clear.
After saying this, Kong Ji had already closed his eyes and began to refine the power of Guyuan Dan.
The Guyuan Pill he took before did not fully exert its medicinal power, and some of the medicinal power remained. Now he swallowed another Guyuan Pill.
I think after the medicine is completely absorbed, even if the wound cannot be healed, it will be better.
As for Han Honghua, she seems to be more interested in Xiling No. 2.
While protecting Kong Ji, I walked up to Xiling No. 2 and started groping him with my hands.
"Tsk, tsk, this puppet is well made. I wonder if it is the craftsmanship of an expert from the Cangwu sect." Han Honghua was in high spirits and said to herself: "When you have time, go to the Cangwu sect to find little Confucius. I’ll have one too.”
While Kong Ji was refining the medicine and recovering from his injuries.
The gray mist pouring into the gate of Xihuang Paradise from all directions also spread outside the house where Kong Xian and Han Honghua were.
Just like what happened before.
The gray mist did not enter the room. It seemed to be bound by some rules and was restricted from entering the house.
But there is a place, a place in Xihuang Paradise that has not been opened for thousands of years.
But because the door was opened, it was surrounded by layers of gray fog.
The eyes moved to the outside of the silver door of the treasure house that was opened by Kong and the four of them.
Due to several battles, this area has long been reduced to a scorched earth.
The overwhelming gray fog quickly gathered here at a speed several times faster than other areas.
In less than one stick of incense, the intensity of the gray fog here was already several times that of other areas.
The thick mist is almost condensed into liquid, showing darkness like ink.
Ta! despair! despair! In the gray fog that even the powerful Shengchaun could not see through, dense footsteps sounded continuously.
There seemed to be countless more figures walking through the gray fog.
They want to enter the treasure house.
But because I was afraid of something, I was reluctant to enter.
But as time went by, the gray fog condensed to a critical point.
The existence in the gray fog finally couldn't hold back.
The gray mist was controlled and drifted slowly towards the treasure house door.
The beings in the gray mist naturally entered the area shrouded by the Qi of the strong man's body sitting on the throne.
One moment it was a treasure house filled with jewels, surrounded by emerald green, and full of all kinds of treasures.
The moment the gray mist entered, the situation changed.
Wow! A sound like a tidal wave echoed in the treasure house.
The colorful lights that filled the entire space disappeared, replaced by a sea of blood.
A mountain of corpses and a sea of blood appeared around the body of the majestic man sitting on the throne.
Countless corpses piled up together, filling the entire space, like a Shura field on earth. The gray mist that had just poured into the treasure house was immediately shattered under this illusion.
Bang! With an explosion.
In the gray mist, a figure wearing a red-yellow robe, who looked like a disciple of the Blessed Land, was also revealed.
As soon as his figure was exposed to the air, he was crushed by the illusion of the sea of blood.
A robe, together with his body, turned into nothingness at a speed visible to the naked eye.
His numb eyes finally regained a little bit of clarity just when his body was about to disappear completely.
Bow down deeply to the man sitting on the throne.
Phew! The dark wind in the sea of blood blew through, taking away the last traces of the disciples from the blessed land.
The passing of this disciple is just the beginning.
Outside the door, endless fog rolled crazily.
The beings hidden in the gray mist entered the treasure house in an endless stream from outside the silver gate.
The amount of gray mist was too great, and it was flowing continuously, as if it wanted to use its numerical advantage to forcefully get close to the man's body.
But in the waves of the endless sea of blood, it is all in vain.
The sea of blood and gray mist collided.
Boom! The mountains supporting the entire Xihuang Paradise trembled in this confrontation.
The gray fog continues to break up, and new gray fog comes from all directions in Xihuang Paradise.
All the gray fog shrouding the huge blessed land seemed to have received some kind of call, and began to gather towards the outside of the Silver Gate.
It caused uproar throughout the blessed land.
The monstrous gray fog almost covered the bright moon in the sky.
Kong Geng is still working hard to refine the power of the medicine.
Unaware of the changes in the outside world.
Only Han Honghua, through the gap between the door and window, noticed the gray fog outside that was thicker than all previous nights.
While frowning deeply, I felt an inexplicable irritation in my heart: "The gray fog tonight is so weird!"
Although she still didn't know the source of her uneasiness.
In the treasure house, more and more gray mist was suppressed and shattered by the sea of blood.
The existences in the gray fog were also crushed one after another.
No matter how hard the gray mist attacks, they cannot break through the illusion of a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood that fills the entire treasure house.
Don’t even get close to that man’s body.
The eyes on the man's majestic face still maintained the calmness before his death. He seemed to know that even if he died, he could still suppress all evil spirits in this world.
Suddenly.
Boom! Deafening thunder exploded from the northwest of Xihuang Paradise.
Countless black thunders enveloped the sky above Luoxia Valley.
The situation suddenly changed.
The spear inserted into the Skylark's head was bathed in the center of the endless thunderstorm.
Ready to move.
Eventually it was pulled out of the lark's skull.
Phew! It turned into a black arc and broke through the sky towards the West Huang Paradise.
Boom! Wherever the spear passed, thunder shook the sky, like a messenger of doom.
As the thunder got closer and closer, the monks who were lurking in the Xihuang Paradise, avoiding the gray fog, all heard the thunder that penetrated the clouds and cracked the rocks.
All the monks had a look of horror on their faces.
They all looked through the gaps in the doors and windows, trying to see clearly what was going on outside.
In their field of vision.
A spear came through the air, carrying an endless sea of thunder, and rushed into the direction of the treasure house of Xihuang Paradise.
(End of this chapter)