Chapter Ninety-Seven: This Is Not the Fragment of Time and Space I Recognize
Or do you want to return your pet if you have enough pets?
I threw him out of the space-time fragment without saying hello before, and now I stopped and waited for him, and my conscience found out?
I don't know if the time of that fragment is the same as the time of the demon world, will the old man have become older than his father?
After Zhang Ning flew closer and confirmed that it was not a mirage, he had just poked out his divine sense, and the next moment he was in it-
Huge swollen dead rats floated in the dark sky, and the inside of the dead rat cloud made a "crackling" sound like a pimple, followed by a rain of blood.
The claw-like, blackened "plants" are filled with fresh animal internal parts, giving off the "fragrant" smell of carrion.
In the low-lying areas, there are pools of sticky hair, and various eyeballs float between the hairs.
The river flows with a viscous substance with an abominable face and a pungent sour odor.
Suddenly, a few half-rotten crows fell into the "river" and were instantly corroded into a complete and exquisite skeleton.
The crow skeletons knocked their beaks, shook their bare shoulders, spread their "wings" and flew away.
The oily black ground was covered with pustules like the back of a toad, and the pustules burst in turn like an active small volcano, and after the pus flowed out, the blue tentacles stretched out and swayed, and the suckers of the tentacles quickly withered and fell off, and a curling black mist rose from the holes.
After the black mist drifted into the air, it began to slowly gather......
This is a fragment of space-time that has been completely eroded by the Demon Realm! Demon mist can grow here!
Zhang Ning immediately discovered that the red and gold double-star immortal treasures stacked on top of each other, "Qin Paper Flower Blue Light", had also lost their luster! He wanted to sacrifice the magic weapon of the talisman attack, but all the magic weapons of the Immortal Treasure Immortal Array did not react!
He tried many more methods, but he couldn't get out of this fragment, so he had to quickly burrow into the Qiankun Treasure Snail.
A terrible scene happened! The black fog outside immediately enveloped the Qiankun treasure snail, and the more it became tighter.
The Qiankun treasure snail has also been eroded!
The aura of the space dissipated, the orange sky turned blood-red, and the white sand on the ground gradually blackened, bulging pus and growing black branches. The various spirit beasts in Zhang Ning's captivity fell out of their hair one after another, their eyeballs were missing, and they all stared at the empty eye sockets, and lined up to dig out their own parts and hang them on the black branches without hesitation.
The spiritual spring turned into a hair spring, filled with all kinds of hair, and the eyes between the hairs all looked straight at Zhang Ning.
The blackened Mickey nibbles open the snail egg, and black slime flows from the pearly sheen of the eggshell......
In the background sound of "Tuk Tuk", Zhang Ning quickly came back to his senses.
It's a fantasy again!
Mickey is definitely not going to hurt the snail egg.,This plot is too fake.,Goofs!But for the sake of the surrounding props are very realistic, I can barely give a passing grade.。
Although he knew that he had fallen into a fantasy realm, he still had nothing to do. He was completely trapped, and could only close his eyes and concentrate on the illusion around him.
I don't know how long it took, so long that Zhang Ning was about to doubt his judgment, and a person walked into the fragments of the Demon Realm.
A middle-aged Taoist priest wearing an ill-fitting broad robe and looking extremely handsome.
He dragged a garbage can...... It's the kind of large dark green plastic garbage can on the side of the street, waving a huge broom to sweep the pus, branches, internal parts of the monster and the hair and eyeballs in the potholes on the ground into a pile and shovel them into the garbage can, and then unload a snakeskin bag of sodium hydroxide on his shoulder and pour it into the viscous acid in the river.
The acid immediately burned "sizzling", and after a few breaths the whole "river" burned clean.
Finally, he pulled a vacuum cleaner out of his collar and aimed the nozzle at the black mist in the air - the "buzzing" black mist, the cloud ......of dead rats, and the sky were all sucked in......
"Wake up, boy. ”
Zhang Ning opened his eyes, and he was sitting on the edge of the cliff, and in front of him stood a handsome middle-aged Taoist priest wearing a wide robe.
...... There are no trash cans, sodium hydroxide, and vacuum cleaners, so those weird images should also be affected by the illusion.
Zhang Ning hurriedly got up and arched his hand: "Thank you seniors for your help, dare to ask the Immortal Elder Dao number?"
The middle-aged Taoist priest returned the salute: "Poor Taoist King Qingming, Taoist name Qingmingzi." ”