Chapter Seventy-Two: Survival in the Sea of Blood!
"Ahh ā¦ā¦ā
A huge magic circle appeared out of thin air, covering Ye Xiuwen, and then a huge chain swept over, entangled Ye Xiuwen, and then dragged Ye Xiuwen away like a dead dog!
As a result, Ye Xiuwen fell into the abyss, and the incomparably terrifying speed almost shocked his eyes. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć ļ½ļ½ļ½ļ½
Once upon a time, he had seen bungee jumping on TV, but he hadn't experienced it, but he felt that the feeling of falling should be not much worse.
At this time, he wanted to get rid of that huge force, but no matter what, he couldn't get rid of it, and even his eyes were spent, and he couldn't see anything clearly, he could only see himself, and he was about to fall into a pitch-black space.
"Bang! ā¦ā¦ā
Ye Xiuwen's body finally fell with the huge chain. But the foothold is not any land, but a place like a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood. He was taken deep into this sea of blood!
Ye Xiuwen's body hung down with the thick chains, and he didn't know how long he fell. I could only feel that there was that kind of plasma that was so thick that it made people vomit everywhere, and it had already crawled all over Ye Xiuwen's body. He really understood what hell is!
"Gollum!"
Ye Xiuwen was bubbling, but he couldn't breathe, he could only deeply feel the pungent bloody breath, as if he was going to drill into his nostrils!
The feeling was so uncomfortable, both a little pungent and a suffocating sensation of rapid oppression.
"Holy, whoa! Lao Tzu finally saw what hell is, is this hell? ā
When Ye Xiuwen fell into the sea of blood, the first thing he thought of was hell, and the other thought was to survive.
At this time, the chain that drove him was gone. As soon as his body loosened, he began to plan.
This is one of the most primitive forms of human swimming, but it is not recognized by the international community. Because there is no one game, there is a special coach who said, this game, we are doggy!
They have all forgotten their ancestors, and they have forgotten the most primitive swimming style of their ancestors.
Of course, this doesn't matter, the important thing is that Ye Xiuwen knows how to plan, he plans to rely on the super swimming style left by this ancestor to conquer this blood-colored ocean, and he wants to rush out from here. Otherwise, he will only die.
Because he is not a fish, even if he is already a sevenfold martial artist of the Red Pill, the time he holds his breath will definitely not exceed an hour. And just an hour later, his little life was over.
So at this time, Ye Xiuwen was desperately fluttering, swimming in the direction where the light came.
"Wow! Wow! ā
Ye Xiuwen swam so happily, diving in the sea of blood for the first time, no one would believe it if he said this, he Ye Xiuwen was in hell and swam around. It's just that there is no SLR camera, otherwise take pictures and bring them back to Earth, and not scare his friends to death?
"Huh? What's catching me? Plants? Damn, in the sea of blood in hell, there are still aquatic plants, this is really strange! ā
At the beginning, Ye Xiuwen swam well, his body swam up little by little, but after swimming for less than three minutes, he found that his two feet were hooked by something, he thought it was aquatic plants, so he looked down, and this look, he was almost frightened.
"Damn, there's a ghost?"
Ye Xiuwen saw that a monster dressed in a ragged shirt, with bulging eyes, a big mouth, and a mouth full of fangs, was holding his feet with both hands and pulling down.
But this is not the most terrifying, the horror is that such a ghost is not one, but dense, as if endless!
"Fuck your uncle!"
Ye Xiuwen was frightened by such a scene, and with a kick of his feet, he kicked the monster away, and then he hurriedly kicked his hands and feet! I think it's so scary. You're swimming well! Suddenly, someone ,......
No, there is a ghost holding your feet, wouldn't you be afraid? That's hell.
"Babble! Babble! ā
At this time, Ye Xiuwen was in front, wandering like crazy! And the group of ghost-like monsters behind him were chasing after them, seeing that they were about to eat people, one by one with their bloody mouths open, and they were not afraid of the endless plasma, pouring into it, screaming and coming, the speed was outrageous.
", this is terrible,......"
Ye Xiuwen's careful liver was about to be frightened, what the hell did he feel like this was? Did you really go to hell?
This will, Ye Xiuwen didn't understand if he wanted to break his head, he had just stood at the altar, and he was rolled up by a huge chain, and he fell here, and anyone would be afraid.
However, although Ye Xiuwen was scared, he didn't mess up. He knew that if he couldn't escape from this sea of blood, then his life would really have to stay here.
"Babble! Babble! ā¦ā¦ā
Ye Xiuwen swam for less than five minutes before he was surrounded by that group of ghosts, and there were countless dense ones.
What exactly are these things? Ye Xiuwen couldn't see it. And these ghosts have no realm, but there are definitely enough of them, and Ye Xiuwen has a feeling of numbness in his scalp when he sees them. The incomparably terrifying amount seemed to block the entire space in an instant.
Originally, Ye Xiuwen could still find the direction of the sea of blood through that trace of light. But at this time, it was pitch black, and Ye Xiuwen could only see ugly grimaces, densely squeezed together.
"Gollum!"
Ye Xiuwen covered his mouth and spat a blister again. But he knew he wouldn't last long.
The so-called martial artists, although they are a hundred times stronger than ordinary people, are even ten thousand times. But the warrior still needs to breathe, and he can't be like a fish that lurks in the water for a long time.
Judging from his current realm, if he wants to hold his breath, it will only take about an hour. And any more, maybe not.
At this time, he fell into the sea of blood, and then found that the ghost had escaped, but it had been almost half an hour. And for the remaining half an hour, Ye Xiuwen had to rush out of here, otherwise he had only a dead end!
"Damn the goblins! Although there are enough of you, Lao Tzu also has people, come out for me,......"
Ye Xiuwen knew that this battle was inevitable, and as soon as his mind moved, he wanted to summon his ironclad warriors.
But what he never expected was that the ironclad warrior he trusted the most failed to appear.
This was simply too strange, Ye Xiuwen didn't expect it at all. And he even felt that all his connections with Zhihai and Shenshan had been cut off. And who has such a skill? Actually cut off the connection between a person's soul and the body itself? It's just, horrible! ā¦ā¦
ps: When I saw everyone Cui Geng, Xiaomo was also very anxious, but the weather was too hot, Xiaomo's head was not enough, and it took two hours to write a thousand words, and he was drowsy all day long. When the big brothers and sisters were eating popsicles and blowing the air conditioner to read a book, Xiaomo didn't even have a popsicle! Now that writing books is free, without any benefits, it is not easy for Xiaomo to persevere. Two shifts a day, Xiaomo has to write for eight hours, very tired! If it's hot, you're going to strip naked!