Chapter 137: The Wasteland

Dusty, dimly lit, lead-gray skies, low as if they were about to be pressed straight down.

Suddenly, the sky turned from gray to black, and the raindrops the size of soybeans poured down, and the rain feet continued, and before it touched the ground, a cold air protruded, and a small part of the rain turned into heavy snow, and more of it was also entangled, clumped into a thumb-sized hailstone, and smashed down fiercely.

"Something is wrong. The faint aura that surrounded his body kept the ice and snow out, and the male cultivator stomped his feet and looked at the bare stone and soil that was frozen tightly, leaving no traces, and judged like this.

"I've already told my master. Ji Han put away the jade card, looked up at the huge red and yellow mountain range in the distance, and reached out to catch a hailstone.

As soon as the ice pill started, he felt a piercing cold air rushing up to the heavenly spirit cover along his fingertips, but the spiritual power in the dantian rushed into the ice pill uncontrollably.

He squinted, flipped his hand and threw away the ice pill, reminding the others, "Be careful not to let this ice get close. ”

"Don't worry, senior brother," someone in the team immediately spoke, and the aura on his body suddenly jumped, temporarily clearing a blank space in the ice and snow, "This broken weather is really getting more and more weird." ”

It was a team of ten, and they were in a huge wasteland, with towering rocks, overgrown weeds, gray ground covered with large and small faults, and huge mountains rising from the ground in the distance.

But they never went to the mountains.

Ji Han raised his head and looked at the darkening sky, and the uneasiness in his heart became stronger and stronger.

Time flows at a different speed than the outside world, but in any case, the weather is too strange these days.

The capricious weather, the mountains that never get there, and the wilderness that seems to never be able to leave.

If only he felt uneasy, it wouldn't hurt, but the first fellow to speak out had broken through the late Yuan Infant stage, and even the other party felt wrong...... Ji Han's heart suddenly changed, and he had to leave quickly.

The wind and snow suddenly stopped.

Everyone felt something, and raised their heads one after another, only to see that the black clouds had disappeared, the ice and snow had gone, and a round of remnant sun hung in the west, crumbling.

The first male cultivator to speak out was surprised, he subconsciously calculated, and almost instantly, his complexion changed greatly.

"No! Alert!" he almost roared, his voice echoing faintly across the moor.

The others did not hesitate at all, immediately changed formation, drew their swords out of their sheaths, and Ji Han, who was protected in the middle, subconsciously looked at the sun.

The color of the sunset was much richer than what I saw on weekdays, and the almost solidified dark red light made people feel uneasy, Ji Han's eyes suddenly widened, and his body was cold.

The remnant sun is like blood, so perhaps, it was originally blood. He saw a pitch-black ball suddenly appear in the middle of the "sun", which spun for a moment and stopped in the direction of them.

It's like, "watching" them.

It's not the sun, it's a huge bloodshot eyeball. Ji Han watched as the red liquid slowly gathered under his eyeballs, and then, dripping.

"What the hell is this?" The smell of blood instantly spread, and everyone swung their swords to sweep away the blood mist that drifted down, but they were shocked to find that the sword qi and sword rays were quickly devoured.

This is just the beginning.

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"Ah!!" On the wasteland, there are not only Ji Han and his party, it can be said that almost all of them are concentrated here unconsciously.

Whether voluntarily or forced.

There are those who are not strong, and they were accidentally touched by the blood mist, and turned into pus in an instant, and they didn't even have time to struggle.

Killings are everywhere.

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"Be careful. The male cultivator took a breath and looked at the eyes in the air, his face solemn. So far, three drops of blood have fallen, and Ling Xiao's strength is strong, so there is no damage.

But if it goes on like this, something will happen sooner or later.

I don't know when it will end, and if it can't end...... He hardly dared to think about going down, and at this moment, "Towards the mountains." ”

He turned his head and found that the face of the senior brother, who had always been gentle, was as heavy as water, and his expression had taken on a bit of determination to put him to death.

At the moment, I can only gamble.

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"Damn, how far away. After another six drops of blood, the distance between them and the mountain range seemed to have never changed, and a female cultivator in the team looked at the sky and suddenly said, "Here we go again." ”

As soon as the words fell, the tenth drop had already fallen.

The sword qi was vertical and horizontal, and in the dark, a voice suddenly sounded in Ji Han's head-[This is the last drop.] ]

Sudden mutations.

In that eyeball, there was a sudden strange smile that was unreasonable, and the next moment, it closed.

The sky was dark, the sky was tightly covered, and in the boundless darkness, the spiritual light and sword light were particularly dazzling, and everyone didn't have time to panic, so they felt that the sky was spinning.

The entire wasteland was trembling and cracking, and then the sword flashed, and Ji Han found that the huge mountain range that he couldn't reach was right in front of them.

Then there is the landslide and the ground cracks.

The ground caved, the mountains cracked, and the massive broken ends slid in their direction, then slanted forward, slamming down in a dull manner.

At this moment, Ji Han only felt that an inexplicable force controlled him, and he could only hold his sword stiffly and stand motionless.

"Be careful!!" everyone else saw that something was wrong, and several people who were close reached out to pull him at the same time, but they were missed.

Except for nothingness, the hand did not touch anything, and even the fallen rubble passed straight through the hand. They were close to each other, but they seemed to be in two worlds.

This feeling is ...... "Senior Brother !!" everyone is about to split, and an irresistible force sends them away from this place, and the last picture in their eyes is an overwhelming gravel pouring down, drowning Ji Han's figure.

"Boom!! smoke and dust rose everywhere, and the entire wasteland was buried in an instant.

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"Ahem, cough, cough, ......" The line of sight was clear again, and everyone found that they had been sent to the secret realm, and in front of them was the entrance to the secret realm.

Someone reacted quickly and immediately rushed towards the secret realm, but ...... "Can't get in?!" he clenched his fists irritably, smashing into the light curtain in front of him blocking the way, only to find that it was only in vain.

The junior brother dodged away. There was a voice behind him, and when the male cultivator heard this, he immediately dodged to the side, and a sword qi almost passed by, and slammed into the light curtain, and the light curtain trembled, but immediately returned the same way at a faster speed.

"Snort-" Even if he dodged quickly, a long cut was cut in the shoulder of the sword-wielder, and blood splattered everywhere.

A series of changes made Heng Hui take a deep breath, now that the senior brother is not there, he has cultivated to the highest level, and he can temporarily take his place.

Quickly sent out a few sword talismans to clarify the situation, glancing at the more and more monks around, he ordered a few people, "A few of you, quickly go back to the sect and invite your uncle to come, and the rest of the people ......" He turned his head to look at the monks who were trying to enter the secret realm, and his tone was low, "Stay here." ”

The news that Senior Brother Ling Xiao was trapped in the secret realm will definitely not be hidden for long, in the secret realm, they are now powerless, but outside the secret realm, anyone who has a heart will have no return.

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In the endless wasteland, the rubble was piled up into a small hill, and dry blood stains could be faintly seen on the rubble.

The four fields are silent, only the smell of blood cannot be surrounded, and in the distance, you can faintly see the broken corpses and ragged clothes exposed under the stone piles.

Suddenly, a piece of rubble rolled down, and the sound of the impact was unusually clear, and the aftermath echoed across the wasteland.

"Bang...... Click......" Just as the sound gradually weakened, a new crash was added, and finally, the impact became louder and denser, and finally, the rocks moved, and a scarred hand broke out.

The hand rested silently on the gravel, motionless, a dead pale in the dim sunlight, and the trimmed nails were covered with dried blood scabs.

No, die here.

"Shhh

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