Chapter 585: Under the Dry Well
The sudden appearance of the sea of blood was once again shrouded in the sky of Tianlong Mountain and even the entire huge immortal city, and this time it became more and more menacing, covering the sky, leaving only a small piece of the sky dome of less than twenty percent that was not submerged by the sea of blood. And no matter how you look at it, it seems that the last bit of space will be finally swallowed up by this blood-colored ocean at any time.
This is the human realm, where the human race has grown and multiplied for countless years. From ancient times to the present, people have long been familiar with the days when the sun rises and rests at sunset, and they are also familiar with the world where the earth is under their feet and the sky is above their heads.
This piece of the sky can be sunny or hazy, windy or rainy, exposed to ice and snow spring, summer, autumn and winter, anything, people have seen everything, they can get used to it, but no one has experienced and seen this blood-colored ocean hanging upside down in the sky, and it looks like it will overturn at any time and destroy the whole world.
No matter how you look at it, it seems to be the apocalyptic atmosphere of demonic hell.
So now, although nothing has happened for the time being, there are many people who are very disgusted and disgusted by this kind of blood sea vision, and the well-informed Fuyun Division has information coming up the next day, clearly pointing out that after the appearance of the blood sea vision this time, the number of people leaving the immortal city has suddenly doubled.
Of course, most of those who were disgusted or fearful, or simply unwilling to stay in this strange place, were mostly scattered cultivators and mortals outside the True Immortal Alliance, and there was no such escape in the True Immortal Alliance, which occupied this prosperous city and had unparalleled strength in the world.
Most of the people stayed here, the rules in the huge immortal alliance are strict, and it is a felony to leave rashly, and at this special moment, it is even more likely to be charged with a crime that shakes people's hearts, and then there will be hardships in the future. Of course, there are not no people in the Immortal League who leave Xiancheng, in fact, there are quite a few of them, but everyone is talking about it here, and all those who leave are carrying various special tasks, and they are normal to leave Xiancheng to go to other places to do business, not to flee.
Although among those who left, there were many women, children and children, and there were also some familiar characters on weekdays. Anyway, people who are really powerful and have a way, even if they have the strict rules in the Immortal League, they always have a way to leave, or at least let their family go first.
This has been true since ancient times.
Lu Chen and Lao Ma stood in a secluded place at the head of Tianlong Mountain, both looking up at the sea of blood in the sky, when the wind blew in the sky, the blood-colored clouds flew and undulated, looking like the waves of the sea were rolling and tumbling, it was a very spectacular scenery, but only with that red breath like blood, it was terrifying, for fear that the endless sea of blood would fall from the top of their heads in the next moment.
Lao Ma looked at the scenery, gasped, and said, "What the hell is this, it is so terrifying, I am afraid that the extremely vicious Demon Sect back then did not make such a disgusting thing!"
Lu Chen did not echo his words, but after thinking about it carefully for a while, he shook his head at the old horse and said, "That's not it." β
The old horse was stunned for a moment and said, "Why, have you seen a more powerful and terrifying vision than this before?"
Lu Chen nodded and said, "Yes, in the Battle of the Barren Valley back then, the Demon Sect Cloud ...... Shouyang and others, together with the shaman of the Southern Barbarian Fire and other masters, opened a kind of 'sΓ©ance spell' in the barren valley, when the celestial phenomena changed greatly, the sky was broken, and there seemed to be an evil god about to descend in the wind and thunder. The scene was much more terrible then than it is now. β
Lao Ma was a little surprised, and his eyes were a little complicated when he looked at Lu Chen, and said, "At that time, I was in the periphery and didn't enter the barren valley, so this is the first time I've heard of this." Well, after all these years, how come I've never heard you say it......"
Lu Chen looked at him and smiled, and said, "You know about this thing, have you heard him tell outsiders?"
Lao Ma suddenly pursed his lips, shook his head and said no more, but there was still a doubt in his eyes that could not be concealed, obviously a little puzzled by Lu Chen's sudden mention of this matter today.
It's just that Lu Chen didn't seem to have any intention of solving his doubts, so he glanced at the sky and said, "If I'm not mistaken, this vision is probably just the beginning, and more and more terrifying things should be yet to come." β
Lao Ma rolled his eyes and said angrily: "You said it easily." After a pause, he said depressedly, "Originally, I would have hid in the Western Continent to be happy and comfortable, but the errand was robbed by Chen Yan." It's okay now, I can't go, he didn't make it, and now he looks a little pitiful when he loses his soul in that house all day. β
Lu Chen was silent for a moment, his brows furrowed slightly, and he didn't know if he thought of the scene he saw at the door of that bedroom that night. Even with his iron heart, there was a look of unhappiness on his face, and he shook his head slightly and sighed, and said, "No matter what Chen Yan is, his wife and children died unjustly after all...... There is something strange about this matter, and we need to investigate it carefully. β
Lao Ma glanced at him and said, "So you made that promise to Chen Yan that day?"
Lu Chen said lightly: "He should believe in the dead bald head more than me." After speaking, Lu Chen didn't seem to be continuing the topic anymore, so he changed the topic and said, "By the way, has Bai Lian been looking for you recently, I feel like I haven't seen her for a while." β
Lao Ma said: "No, I haven't seen her recently." When I first came back some time ago, I saw that she was in a bad mood and a little depressed, and then she kept herself locked in Su Qingjun's house and rarely came out. β
Lu Chen was a little surprised, and said: "This is rare, in the past, when such a big thing happened, she should have appeared a long time ago." Well, she has some friendship with us, so let's go see her. β
Lao Ma nodded and said, "It's okay, she should still live in Su Qingjun's house, let's go and have a look." β
With that, the two walked side by side in the direction of the room where Su Qingjun originally lived, and behind them, blood clouds were rolling in the sky, and the sea of blood was surging, as if they were brewing to set off bigger waves.
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The sky of the Immortal City is full of blood sea visions, but there doesn't seem to be much change in the Blood Moon City in the cave under the Immortal City, although the two seem to be very similar, and there is a vague inextricable relationship.
Some of the details that have changed are the mysterious aura here in the Blood Moon City that suppresses the Taoism of the Terran monks, which has become more and more intense recently, and ordinary monks come here as if they have entered hell, and their spiritual power is tumbling and retrograde, which is extremely uncomfortable.
So now, except for some necessary personnel, almost no one has come in here in the Blood Moon City, and most of the time it is empty, like a ghost domain that is uninhabited.
But in reality, there is still life here.
No plants, no animals, but two people.
Under the dry well in the backyard of the mansion, Bai Lian, who was bound by ropes and couldn't move, turned pale, her whole body curled up in a ball, and there was a trace of pain on her face, as if she was being suppressed by the all-pervasive aura of power here. But other than that, for some reason, there seemed to be a hint of secret pleasure in the depths of her eyes.
Because not far from her, on the other side of the dry well, there was a figure that was ten times more painful at the moment, lying on the ground, tearing at his own flesh with his hands, and the ground was dripping with blood.