Chapter Forty-Three: The Gathering of Fierce Beasts
Below, the magic circle drawn from blood in the valley is exuding a fierce and vicious aura at the moment. The pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info seems to be in the dark, as if there are countless fierce beasts that have been sleeping for thousands of years, and the heavy gasps erupt from their noses.
"Demon traitor, you should kill!" Although Wang Yue was a foregone conclusion, he was still unwilling to gather all his strength, and stabbed towards the bloody demon faster than lightning, in order to turn the tide.
"Interesting, this king has not touched a mortal for a long time, since you are known as the sword god, you should be the leader of the human race, let this king weigh your weight.
Mu Shan saw Jiang Shiping make a move and take over Wang Yue's attack, and he no longer had other extravagant hopes in his heart, so he could only watch from the sidelines to see what was going on below, which could give him such a strong uneasiness.
The circle floated in the air, spinning rapidly, as fast as a spiraling spinning top.
A faint foam of blood erupted from the circle, filled with a smell of blood that was strong enough to suffocate people, floating in the air.
......At first, it was only a faint sound of insects, but in less than a moment, it was as grand as a landslide.
......With the circle as the center, a wide crack tore through the ground of the valley and gradually moved to both sides.
What's sealed down there? Could it be the monster that I sensed during the Blood Ritual before?
No, no, the breath is completely different.
"Are you coming out?" Mu Shan's pupils shrank slightly, reflecting the red crack in the valley that was like a wound on the earth, although it was far away, but Mu Shan could clearly sense the burning soul-like heat, it was the heat of the underground magma? Or the resentment of those who have been sealed away for hundreds of years?
"Be careful!" Mu Shan was pondering when he suddenly heard a loud shout in his ear, and when he came back to his senses, the branches under his feet were already shaking wildly, breaking into two with a click, and falling down.
Underground, it is the bottomless, scorching abyss!
As far as the eye could see, there was a golden and red liquid bubbling from below the depths of the thousands, and as the speed of the fall accelerated, Mu Shan could even smell a strong smell of sulfur.
"Xiuniang, hurry up." In the fall, Mu Shan inserted evil spirits into the cliff beside him with one hand, and grabbed Xiuniang's slender right hand with the other, and the two of them fell slowly in the abyss, rubbing a long spark.
Below, the temperature is enough to smelt steel, and if you fall into it, I'm afraid that there will be no slag left.
"Huh......" Seeing that he finally stopped falling, the heart that jumped to his chest finally calmed down, he was sweating profusely, and said with a long sigh: "Don't be afraid, the master will come to save us in a while." ”
"What's wrong with you, are you alright?" Mu Shan looked at Xiuniang's face pale, her eyebrows were furrowed, and there was clear pain in her clear eyes.
Xiuniang's fair cheeks were dripping with sweat, and she smiled and said, "It's okay......, it's just that my arm is dislocated, it's not a big deal......"
Mu Shan looked around left and right, except for the stones that kept falling above his head, there was nothing to borrow, and he sighed in his heart at the moment, if the dead crow was here, with his Taoist skills, they would not be so embarrassed to swing on the cliff.
"Are you alright?"
"Brother Zhao." When Mu Shan heard the voice from above, his spirit suddenly paused, and he smiled and said, "I'm tired Brother Zhao to help me again." ”
"I'm sorry, there seems to be some kind of restriction here, which greatly restricts the operation of my true qi, and with my current ability, I can only take one of you up at a time."
"Then there is Brother Lao Zhao. Xiuniang has a dislocated arm and needs timely treatment, please bring her up first. ”
"Mu Shan, what about you?"
"Don't worry about me, with my physical strength, I can hold on for at least two or three more hours, it's too late."
"Let go, I'll take her up first. Rest assured, I will be able to turn back in a few moments. ”
"Let go......" Mu Shan looked at the white shadow flashing above his head, and then looked at the magma below that was enough to melt gold and iron, and he really didn't dare to let go.
"I'll leave everything to Brother Zhao." Mu Shan suddenly felt the pressure on his hand light, and immediately let go of his right hand, and then with a whoosh, Xiuniang's figure disappeared from his eyes, leaving only a faint afterimage in the air, and ejected and climbed on the cliffs on both sides.
"Oops!" Mu Shan was watching Zhao Yun leave with Xiuniang, but unexpectedly, a fist-sized stone whistled down, hitting his left hand holding the sword.
"It's endless, and it's such a big ......" Mu Shan gasped, and suddenly felt that it was dark in front of him, and there seemed to be something heavy above his head blocking the light.
"It's dangerous." Mu Shan was glad that he had escaped the boulder, but when his eyes fell on the "boulder" below, his heart twitched inexplicably.
"Sima Yuchen ......"
As soon as Mu Shan's gaze came into contact with Sima Yuchen below, he suddenly felt that those eyes that were as cold as frost and snow seemed to have stopped quietly in the corner of time, as if in the three thousand worlds, which woman who had been unforgettable to him was staring at him sadly and veinly. Among them, the emotions that cannot be poured out by words have passed through all obstacles and are deeply seared in the deep heart.
Why? I always felt that I should have known her a long time ago?
Why? The pain in my heart is like a knife?
Why ......, no, she is not Sima Yuchen......
"Yan Xia......" Mu Shan looked at the figure that was getting farther and farther away from him, as if there were countless pictures surging in his mind, vague and hazy memories, as if they were from a previous life, scene by scene, all poured out, as if it was yesterday.
"No......" Mu Shan suddenly let go of his left hand holding the sword, like a strong man who went to trouble generously, and jumped down without hesitation.
Ahead, Sima Yuchen, who is getting closer and closer, is like a lake in his eyes, reflecting his own appearance, why is his face a little strange?
Mu Shan didn't understand why he did this, but instinctively stretched out his hand and took the white-clothed, arrogant and lonely figure into his arms, tightly, as if holding the promise of his previous life.
Feeling the tender skin under the silk and smelling the faint fragrance between his nose, Mu Shan suddenly had a sense of déjà vu in his heart, as if he had hugged her like this a long time ago.
“…… Why...... Save me......? You're not very ...... Hate me? ”
Listening to the low, jerky words in his arms, Mu Shan's body shook suddenly, his consciousness suddenly sobered up, he lowered his head, and suddenly saw that Sima Yuchen's cheeks seemed to be dyed with a faint layer of pink.
Is it a delusion? Millennial ice can also be shy?
"I don't know......" Mu Shan staggered his eyes and said: "Maybe you won't believe it, but at the moment when I looked at you, it seemed that your whole person had become a different appearance, and countless pictures suddenly flashed in my mind, I couldn't see it clearly, but it felt very real." And there seems to be a voice in the dark that drives me, I must save you, so ......"
"Another Look......"
"Something!" Mu Shan turned his head suddenly, staring at the artificially dug fault corridor on both sides of the cliff, about forty zhang long, about three zhang high, the red light in it flickered and flowed, like a blood-red iron chain, constantly twitching, with the struggle of countless fierce beasts sealed in the corridor, slowly tightened, broken.
"It's terrible, if they are allowed to escape, the more than 400 years of the Han Dynasty will really be over!"