Chapter 961: Escape from Death
The mountain wind still roared, as if to vent his dissatisfaction. And the top of the mountain fell into a dead silence, and Dora died, just like that, and without a whole body, all the bones in his body were shattered into countless pieces, and his internal organs were trampled to pieces. From a distance, Dora looked like a puddle of rotten flesh, and if he hadn't seen the whole process with his own eyes, no one would have believed that the disgusting pile of flesh that was piled up on the ground now was a powerhouse Doro.
A feeling of fear arose in everyone's heart, they had never seen anyone kill someone like this. How much hatred must it take for someone to behave in such a frenzied and outrageous act.
The Strangers brought by Dora had completely lost the heart to resist, and they stood in stare looking at Dora who had become a puddle of flesh and Mr. Rui, who was still naked. At this time, no one will laugh at Mr. Rui, because no one dares to laugh at him, no one wants to die, let alone die so painfully and ugly.
Mr. Rui's subordinates had a deep fear in their hearts, they had always thought that Mr. Rui was not strong, but now they knew, and they felt that they knew too much. No one wants to keep such bad memories, but they have to keep them, because such things will remind them to be careful when doing things.
Yiyin, who was hiding in the shadows, looked at the scene where the overall situation was decided, and sighed slightly, he knew that even if he went out, it would not be able to make any difference. What's more, he was not Mr. Rui's opponent, and after seeing Doro, who had turned into a puddle of meat on the ground, he left the valley without looking back.
At this moment, the battle in the entire valley was completely over. Mr. Rui motioned for his men to wipe out the remnants of Dora's army. After seeing Mr. Rui's inhuman methods, the remnants of Doro all lost their fighting spirit, and stood in place in a state of distraction, and were easily killed. Red blood stained almost the entire mountain, and the only place where there was no blood was the big pit that had been dug out.
Mr. Rui walked slowly into the pit, and before he could speak, Sauls brought a new set of clothes for Mr. Rui to wear. Sauls had an excited look on his face, as anyone would do after walking around on the edge of life and death. Originally, he thought he was dead, but he didn't expect Mr. Rui to be able to turn the tide at the last moment.
The neatly dressed Mr. Rui stood in front of the stone sculpture again, at this time he no longer had the excited look he had before, replaced by indifference, he had not yet completely freed himself from the fight just now.
Jue, who had already come out of the woods, came to Mr. Rui's side in a flash, and Sauls happened to be standing beside Jue. The three of them stood quietly in front of the stone carving, the white light reflected the stone carving clearly, the key was firmly trapped in the groove, the pattern on it and the pattern around the groove were integrated, if you don't look carefully, you can't see it at all.
Holding the dagger in his right hand, he gently pressed the tip of the knife against the palm of his left hand, and slowly stretched out his two hands forward, just hovering over the key. With a slight effort, the sharp dagger immediately sliced open the palm of his left hand, and bright red blood gushed out of the wound, and then dripped down and fell on the pattern of the key.
As soon as the red blood was stained with the pattern, it immediately began to swim along the lines on it, and the blood was like a living thing. It took about half a bowl of blood to dye all the few lines on the top of the stone carving into a shocking and bright blood red.
Withdrawing his hand, he simply sealed the wound on his palm to stop the bleeding, and Mr. Rui stared at the stone sculpture with unfamiliar eyes for a moment. He's waiting, waiting for this door-opening procedure to change. According to the information he obtained from ancient books, it was necessary to stain the blood of the opener with red lines on it. As for what will happen next, the ancient books do not explain it.
The three of them stood silently, and the roaring wind outside the pit suddenly quieted down, and there was no sound at all. An eerie atmosphere of silence hung over the mountain, and a hint of unpleasantness flashed through everyone's mind, but everyone couldn't understand where this unpleasant feeling came from. They just instinctively feel that danger is about to happen.
Mr. Rui and the three of them didn't feel anything, so they stood quietly in front of the stone carving, staring at the pattern on the key for a moment. At this time, the pattern was completely soaked with Mr. Rui's blood, and the intricate lines on it were twisted, squirming gently like a living thing, and then regaining its calm. That moment just now made Mr. Rui and the others think that they were dazzled, before they could see what was going on. Suddenly there was a dull sound of "dong" in the silent pit, like the sound of a drum, but it was not like it. Just when they thought they were hallucinating, the voice reappeared.
Knock knock, it was still a dull sound, like the sound made when someone beat a drumstick on a cowhide drum, but this sound seemed to be able to pull people's heartbeats, making Mr. Rui and the others feel that their hearts beat a few times for no reason. A look of horror appeared on Mr. Rui's indifferent face, he didn't understand where the sound was coming from, but it was a problem to affect his heartbeat. He hurriedly urged the fire in his body to protect his body, trying to isolate the dull sound. Jue also urged the wind to protect his body, and at the same time protected Sols who was standing beside him, although he didn't like Sols, but for the sake of Mr. Rui's face, Jue still protected him.
Knock knock, knock knock......
The dull sound began to become dense, and gradually turned into a high pitch, but Mr. Rui and the others found that the protective energy around him gradually collapsed and shattered in this dense sound, and then his heartbeat began to beat with the sound, instead of following his own rhythm. As soon as the heartbeat changed, the speed of blood flow in their bodies also changed, which caused the energy in their bodies to become disordered.
Sauls, who couldn't resist it first, had no special abilities, and he opened his mouth to spew out a mouthful of blood, and his face turned white in an instant. He looked at the stone sculpture in front of him almost in despair, he didn't expect that he hadn't died just now, and now he was facing death again, and this time even Mr. Rui had no way to save him.
followed by Jue, the blue light around him flashed, the wind broke out, he snorted, a trace of blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth, and his face was as white as a piece of paper. But he still urged the wind in his body to try to control the rhythm of his heartbeat so that he would not be affected. But the dense sound not only affected the rhythm of his heartbeat, but also his means of controlling his energy. It's just a life-threatening sound.
Mr. Rui is not much better, although he has experienced a big battle just now, but his consumption is actually not large. But now the pressure on him from this sound is extremely great, he has no way to resist the invasion of the sound, and the fire in his body is chaotic under the influence of the sound. Now, even if he wanted to, it would be impossible for him to mobilize his strength. A streak of bright red blood spilled from the corner of his mouth, and Mr. Rui couldn't bear the damage caused by the impact of these sounds.
What is going on? Mr. Rui's heart was full of horror, and there was no mention of this situation in the ancient books. Could this be a trap hidden behind the door opening? Mr. Rui couldn't figure out the key to it, this situation made him a little blind, and he had always been full of wit, and he was helpless at this time, so he could only stand in place obediently.
The supreme immortal cultivator of the city
The supreme immortal cultivator of the city