Chapter 2: The Demon Abyss
To the north of Canghu Ridge, there is a vast wasteland, and the clouds and mist above the wasteland are vast. Pen fun and pavilion www.biquge.info
The Great Wilderness, also known as the Barbarian Wilderness, is unknown to millions of miles, except for the strong people who can pass through the Great Wilderness in the realm of heaven and earth, ordinary monks can't go out even if they are poor in their lives.
In the realm of the Great Wilderness, Lu Cheng had only seen it in ancient books before, but now he was immersed in it, and the wild atmosphere that came to his face made him feel that everything was like a dream.
From last night to now, Lu Chengshui has not entered, coupled with injuries and long-distance running, he is already tired at this moment. has been able to survive until now without falling, all by relying on that touch of will.
The three ghosts of the corpse gate behind him were still chasing and killing, Lu Cheng breathed a sigh of relief, did not hesitate, and dragged his body and jumped forward.
"Boss, that kid has entered the wilderness!"
The black man stared at the traces left by Lu Cheng, his face was extremely ugly.
Who doesn't know that demon beasts are rampant in the Great Wilderness, and even if they don't go deep into it, the degree of danger will be far beyond their imagination.
"Boss, are you still chasing after you?"
The black man's eyes flashed slightly, the long-term attack made him physically and mentally exhausted, coupled with the stimulation of the tragic death of the third child, he already had the meaning of retreating in his heart at this moment.
"Chase!"
The face of the young man sank, and after a day and a night of pursuit, even he couldn't bear it at the moment. However, the third child died in the hands of Lu Cheng, and this blood debt must be counted.
"Even if he escapes to the edge of the sky, Lao Tzu will behead him to avenge the third child!" Crossing the Bottom: Black||Rock | |ι£ε³ε―ε θ΄Ήθ²»η‘ε½ηͺθ§η
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On the wasteland, Lu Cheng carried a spear on his back, constantly fleeing towards the depths of the Great Wilderness, and behind him, the two figures were faster.
Several times, Lu Cheng was almost caught up, and even had to stop fighting.
On the third day, at dusk, Lu Cheng finally couldn't hold on.
In addition to the knife wound on his left shoulder, which penetrated deep into the bone, there were several more terrifying wounds on his back and chest.
What's more serious is that there is a deep handprint on Lu Cheng's left chest, and his five fingers are clear.
It was left by the Yin Owl Youth, and black qi appeared on the palm prints, constantly invading the limbs and veins of the landing city.
The residual spiritual power not only had to support the crumbling body, but was also used more on the sealing palm print.
Lu Cheng, who had been holding on for two days, finally exhausted the spiritual power in his body.
The ghost qi on the palm print broke out as soon as possible, and with the previous internal injuries, Lu Cheng was at the end of his rope at this moment.
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Burst!
Lu Cheng opened his mouth and spurted out a large mouthful of blood, and the blood was no longer the scarlet color before, but showed a strange dark red.
The young man of the Yin Owl practiced the ghost path exercises, and the ghost qi on the palm print was comparable to poison.
Lu Cheng arched his body, the sharp pain in his body made his brows furrow, his lips had already been bitten, and blood continued to ooze from the corners of his mouth.
Suddenly, Lu Cheng stopped, and a thousand-foot abyss abruptly crossed in front of him, and Lu Cheng's face turned pale.
"Damn, I'm afraid I'm going to plant it this time."
After thousands of calculations, Lu Cheng could never have imagined that he was going to take a dead end.
Looking down, the abyss was covered with clouds as thick as lead, and according to Lu Cheng's estimates, there were at least a few thousand zhang.
"There is a dead end in front and a chasing soldier in the back!"
Lu Cheng smiled bitterly, "This thief is really kind to Lao Tzu, and he doesn't give him a way to live!" β
"But!"
Lu Cheng's blade-like eyebrows were raised, and a sneer pulled up at the corner of his mouth, "Even if there is no way to live, what if there is no way to live, I Lu Cheng will cut a way for life!" β
One took off the white feather spear behind him, and in the past few days of running, the spear had already been stained with blood, and he tore off a strip of cloth from his robe, and Lu Cheng began to slowly wipe it up.
When the last trace of blood was wiped away, there was a sudden sound of breaking the air behind him.
Turning around, it was the Yin Owl Youth and the Black Qi Man.
"Coming?"
Lu Cheng sneered, "It's not too fast, well, it's much slower than I expected." β
"By the way, aren't you known as the Three Ghosts of the Corpse Gate? Why is it just the two of you, the rest of the idiots are dead? β
Lu Cheng said with a teasing smile, his face full of banter.
"Boy, you're looking for death!"
The face of the young man sank, and a cold aura exuded from his body.
"Grass you, boss, don't talk nonsense with him, Lao Tzu will kill him first!"
The black man behind him yelled with anger on his face, and the next moment he had already raised the ghost head big knife in his hand and slashed towards Lu Lucheng.
"Give back my third brother's life!"
The black qi man cultivated to be at the peak of the fourfold martial arts, and at this moment, he slashed with all his strength under the rage, and there was a faint tendency to surpass the fivefold realm.
Lu Cheng slapped out the spear in his hand with one palm, and then the whole person jumped out violently and grabbed it on the handle of the gun.
With a flick of his wrist, he sneered and picked out a spear flower and swept it towards the chest of the black man.
Lu Cheng didn't even pay any attention to the blade that slashed at him, and it was completely a ferocious appearance of exchanging his life for his life.
The man's pupils shrank, although he knew that Lu Cheng was not really destined for the same death, but he didn't dare to really gamble his life once, so he could only helplessly pause slightly, and with a wave of the big knife in his hand, he changed the direction and slashed at the spear.
Zheng!
With a sharp collision, the man was swept out by Lu Cheng with all his strength, and he himself resisted most of the man's attacks, and the whole person flew upside down like a kite with a broken string.
Burst!
A sharp pain came from his chest, and Lu Cheng couldn't help but spurt out a large mouthful of blood, his face was as pale as gold paper.
He glanced down at his palm, and the tiger's mouth was blurred with flesh and blood.
On the other side, the black man had already turned over, carrying a ghost head knife, his face full of murderous anger.
"Grass, the triple realm is so difficult, I can't keep you today no matter what!"
Blood continued to ooze from the corners of Lu Cheng's mouth, and the previous confrontation had exhausted his body.
The blood water that spurted out was mixed with flesh and blood, and Lu Cheng estimated that the meridians of his limbs had been shattered.
Even if he fought desperately, it would be impossible for him to escape under the hands of the Yin Owl Youth.
"Wait......"
Just when the black man slashed at the ghost's head knife, Lu Cheng shouted with all his might.
"What? Boy, still thinking about getting away from Lao Tzu? β
The black man had a gloomy face and sneered.
"I just want to ask you a word before I die!"
The man was stunned for a moment, and subconsciously glanced back at the young man, who nodded silently.
"Tell me, who told you to kill me?"
The corners of the yin owl youth's mouth twitched, "Do you want to be a ghost and then go on the road?" β
"Okay, I'll fulfill you!"
Bowing down, the yin owl youth approached Lu Cheng and coldly spit out a name.
"Lu Tian!"
"Lu Tian?"
Lu Cheng's face changed, and his face was full of disbelief.
"How is that possible? How could it be him! β
In the past three days of pursuit, Lu Cheng had countless thoughts, but he never thought that it was Lu Tian.
The boy who was only thirteen years old, the boy who often followed behind him to ask for cultivation advice.
Could it be that everything is something he can pretend?
How could a thirteen-year-old boy have such deep scheming?
"Why?"
Lu Cheng's face was gloomy, and the most painful thing was to be betrayed by someone he was familiar with.
The young man snorted coldly, "Idiot, you don't understand it until now? β
"What is your identity, and what is the identity of Young Master Lu Tian, a young man from a foreign clan in the Lu family, but he has a peerless talent."
"Do you know what it means to be guilty?"
The young man was full of banter, looking at Lu Cheng condescendingly, as if he was just looking at the dead.
"That's right."
The young man suddenly seemed to remember something, and sneered, "Since you are bound to die, you might as well tell you another thing, remember the tragic death of your parents three years ago?" β
Lu Cheng's eyes suddenly turned red, his body couldn't help but tremble, and he stood up abruptly and grabbed the arm of the Yin Owl Youth.
"Tell me...... Who is it? β
The last sentence Lu Cheng almost shouted.
The young man swept Lu Cheng away with a wave of his hand, and sneered, "Tell you, why?" β
"But if you ask me, I'll tell you!"
Lu Cheng's shoulder was shocked, and when he raised his head, he was already in tears, and his face was pale and terrifying.
"Tell me ......"
"I'll tell you, hahaha!"
Looking at Lu Cheng's miserable appearance, the young man and the black man couldn't help but burst into laughter.
"Good!"
Lu Cheng gritted his teeth, stared at the unscrupulous young man who was smiling in front of him, and suddenly knelt on the ground.
"I beg you, Lu Cheng...... Who killed my parents? β
The voice was hoarse, and it was almost impossible to hear that it was Lu Cheng's voice.
Seeing that Lu Cheng really knelt down and begged himself, the young man couldn't help but feel happy.
"So sincere, come and call grandpa to listen!"
The black man on the side came over and smiled.
Lu Cheng raised his head suddenly, his eyes were as cold as a sword, and there was no trace of expression on his face, just staring at the eyes of the Yin Eagle youth.
"Tell ...... Sue...... I! β
was swept away by Lu Cheng's cold eyes, and the young man's heart suddenly chilled, as if he was being targeted by a poisonous snake, which made him shudder.
"This kid is crazy, if you don't tell him again, you probably have to hold the heart of death."
The young man weighed his heart for a while, and his body took a few steps back without missing a trace.
"Lu Li Bridge!"
The young man quickly uttered a name.
"Lu Liqiao...... Lu Li Bridge! β
"Lu Tian's grandfather!"
Lu Chen muttered, and suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood.
In the past three days, Lu Cheng has suffered the most painful thing in the world.
Hunted down, betrayed.
At this moment, in his opinion, it is just a trivial matter like a cloud of smoke.
For three years, Lu Cheng lived in pain and hatred almost every day, and his parents were brutally killed. but the Son of Man cannot avenge them and comfort their spirits in heaven.
"Hahaha, so that's it, so that's it!"
Lu Cheng suddenly struggled to get up from the ground, his face expressionless, and his whole person looked like crazy.
"Three years, in the past three years, my Lu Cheng has actually called me a brother and sister to the enemy who killed my father and mother."
"Thief God, you are so cruel, you have to let me know the truth when I am at the end of the road in Lucheng, I Lucheng is not convinced, I am not convinced!"
Lu Cheng raised his head and scolded, and scarlet blood continued to ooze from the seven holes, making him look like a blood man.
"Father, my son has no way to avenge you in this life, if there is an afterlife, my son swears that he will break the soul of Lu Liqiao and Lu Tian's family, and calm their souls under the Nine Shadows, and they will never be able to turn over!"
Lu Cheng raised his head to the sky and roared, and then jumped down towards the thousand-foot abyss behind him without looking back.