Chapter 42: The Black Mist Blood Pool
The black shadow in the forest skipped us straight by, and the gusts of yin wind and anger that it brought up cut through our skin like a sword.
Knowing that the target had appeared, I had to cheer up even more, on the one hand, I had to be wary of the sudden attack of the black shadow.
On the other hand, it was naturally Ah Yuan, who was as nervous and vigilant as I was next to me.
The future is undecided, and both of these are hidden dangers.
The sound of the bells beside him gradually showed signs of extinguishing the fire, and the forest began to hear the small sound of branches and leaves.
In all directions, it struck like a gushing spring.
But I still couldn't see the dark shadow that I had just passed quickly, and a bad feeling gradually rose in my heart.
Even if the thing passed by us, but it didn't do anything to us, then it was most likely his target......
Suffered!
"Ah Yuan!" I called out to the young man next to me, trying to convince him to help.
"You just have to go, I can handle it here!" his reply was crisp and heart-wrenching.
Right in my hands!
I immediately put it away, turned around and walked a few steps, and then felt that something was wrong, and then went backwards, and gave the karmic fire method seal in my hand to Ah Yuan.
Now I was a little more relieved, and at the end, I deliberately threatened and warned him: "Don't play tricks!"
Ah Yuan took a sip of saliva excitedly, and then under his disdainful gaze, I left with peace of mind.
In the empty graveyard between us and Yexun, a black mist had already piled up, and the gloomy aura in it was like an invisible blade.
Although it didn't hurt my true body and soul even a bit, these angry qi still cut through the sleeves and robes of my body, and burned the skin of this body.
I concentrated on the inner breath protector, eager to pass through the black fog in front of me to reach Yexun.
If the black shadow had already gone towards the night, then he must be in danger at this time.
It's not proper, it's not proper, this kind of good-looking, strong little follower is a rare occurrence in a hundred years, I can't let him have an accident!
The black fog obscured the direction I was about to go, and it tended to gather more and more heavily, making it difficult for the bleak moonlight outside to shine in.
No, it's not right.
I looked around, and the fog seemed to be manipulated, and it began to spin on its own.
A lot of white bones and severed limbs and stumps rolled in it, and the ground hanging under his feet had long been replaced by a swamp mixed with countless pieces of flesh and blood.
The stump that came out of it grabbed aimlessly in the void, and if an object touched it, it would be immediately pulled into the abyss of blood and rotten flesh.
Not only that, but even the severed human heads in the swirling black mist came at me like a wind.
I grabbed the sword that had been conjured from the long stick, and quickly and neatly slashed the severed limbs into the pool of flesh and blood that fell beneath my feet.
Severed limbs came in droves, and wave after wave was cut off by me and fell into a pool of blood.
The robe on my body was also stained with a lot of swords, and the scarlet blood stains that burst out of those severed limbs looked like blood on the surface, but the smell was extremely disgusting.
What's even more disgusting is that the pool of the evil sect actually seems to have vitality.
The severed limb fell into the blood and gurgled and churned a few times, then it was put back together in one piece.
Your uncle, this is clearly a trap!
I was so angry that my liver trembled, and when those stumps gathered again, I simply didn't hide or dodge, in line with the fact that I must let this person know today that the road is slippery in the dark and the ghost world is complicated!
I poured my breath into my left hand, and then swiped it on the sword, mixed with my blood breath slowly seeping in, causing the sword light on the sword to skyrocket.
I wielded my sword, whether it was the raging severed limbs and bones, or the pool of rotten flesh that boiled and tumbled under my feet because of my blood.
Regardless of the three-seven-twenty-one, all the hands were all stirred, and a whirlwind of flesh and blood danced in the enchantment space where the black mist gathered and was sealed.
The sound of the broken bells around suddenly became loud, and the "jingle bells" were like strings tightened in this dark night, and the long wind was blowing, and the white bone stumps that stirred up gradually touched the black fog that shrouded the surroundings.
With the opening of my left hand, I sealed it with blood, and used the yin and evil qi accumulated in the mass grave for many years to cause the spiritual power to skyrocket.
I snapped and poured all the boiling and expanding internal breath in the meridians into the long sword, and the dazzling white light gathered all the black mist around me, along with the blood pool and rotten flesh under my feet, all of which were stirred up by me.
Taking advantage of the opportunity, I hurriedly pinched the trick, and the round light in my hand flew down not far away, and after it dissipated, a beast in the shape of a calf appeared.
"Bah, open your mouth!" I shouted at the little beast that was struggling in place.
It is like a sheep not a sheep, like a pig not a pig, eating human brains underground, able to speak, and is the best divine beast in our netherworld.
Hearing my voice, she spread her hooves and ran forward two steps, stretched her neck, and instantly exploded, and when the white mist beside her cleared, it had opened its mouth obediently.
I revealed the kind tears of my old mother, and the spiritual power in my hand squeezed sharply, shrinking the whirlwind that I had just stirred up into a black ball of flesh and blood.
As my sword swung forward, my hind foot lightened the ground, leaping into a graceful arc in mid-air, and then swallowing the black ball into my belly.
I saw that the electric light was stored around her body, the blue lightning and the black gas were entangled, and the crackling explosion sound was endless.
It was a person who was using his own spiritual power to cultivate and burn those yin and evil stumps, and I was very pleasant to see it enjoying it indifferently, and I couldn't help but feel proud of its witty behavior of not flowing into the fields of outsiders.
A moment later, the original earth-shattering bell in the woods also subsided with the fading electric light around her body.
This seems to mean that the evil in the way has been removed, I won, and I can retire with success!
"Little baby~, come here, Bai Ye praise you!" I beckoned, and approached it with vague steps.
I silently watched me step by step like a devil, and I struggled to touch its head first, but why didn't the little baby, who is usually docile and close, particularly want to cooperate with me at this time?
I stared at it blankly, and it stared at me blankly.
"Cough—" A bloody wind poured down from front of me, and all poured into the grave in front of me.
It's so dangerous, if I hadn't stood next to me, otherwise the object of the water would probably have been me!
This sudden change made my stomach tumble for a while, and the already hollowed out body made it even worse.
There are more important things in front of me than this.
No, it's a little baby, why is the little baby still throwing up??!
I hurriedly gathered the little spiritual power left in my body, shook my hands to breathe, and after tossing for a long time, I really, there was not a drop left.
Fortunately, the baby is fine, otherwise I would really have to work hard for the underworld for the rest of my life.
Regaining her spirits, she stumbled twice before walking in front of me with a haughty stride.
It pointed its nose to the ground, summoned the gate of the barrier to Hades, and before leaving, it turned its head to look at me, who was sitting crookedly in the graveyard, with a dull face, deep-set eyes, and decadent.
There was contempt in those eyes, and there was no disguise!
I had nothing on my face, but in fact, I had already silently left two lines of lasagna tears in my heart.
The little baby has changed, and it has become too real!