Chapter Thirty-Seven: The Terran War Spirit Is Immortal
The Land of Blood Fall is a dangerous place in the Boulder Valley, it is noon at this moment, and the rest of the Boulder Valley is already scorching under the sun, and here is still full of blood, thick blood-colored mist, blocking the sun, the wind gusts, and the phantom is heavy.
On a simple path, two horseback figures appeared, the path was rugged and undulating, and the war horses stumbled from time to time, but these two figures seemed to be integrated with the mounts under them, their bodies were straight, and they were not affected in the slightest.
Through the blood-red mist, one could vaguely see the leading person holding a war spear the thickness of a baby's arm, a large black bow hanging from his back, and dozens of stainless steel arrow feathers clanging in the arrow basket with the undulation of the war horse.
Behind him was an old man, with white beards fluttering, and a pair of cloudy eyes shot out of the Dao essence from time to time, looking towards the depths of the blood mist, as if he wanted to see this thick blood mist thoroughly.
This old man and young man were Xiao Chen and alchemy master Hu Guyue, and the two of them came to the Land of Blood Fall precisely to find the main medicines Blood Marrow Fruit and Purple Blood Vine that were missing in the Blood Jade Qi Replenishing Soup.
Of course, Xiao Chen still has his own Xiao Jiujiu in his heart, just to find out the whereabouts of his father, after all, his cheap father entered this strange bloodfall land for him in the first place, since he inherited this body, some things cannot be avoided.
Xiao Zhan, the patriarch of the previous generation of Gu Yuan, must always have an explanation whether he is alive or dead, not only for himself, but also for his long-passed predecessor, but Xiao Chen did not tell Hu Guyue about this matter, nor did he tell anyone, maybe there is still a dead knot in his heart now, and he can't face it calmly.
As early as three days ago, Xiao Chen handed over this prescription to Hu Guyue, of course, he took it out in the name of his unwarranted master, for Master Hu's request to see his master, Xiao Chen didn't blush, and made up a reason at will, saying that his master was inconvenient to see others now, which made Hu Guyue regretful.
As a master of alchemy, Hu Guyue, of course, can easily distinguish the authenticity of the prescription, the prescription of this blood jade qi tonifying soup, the old man can be said to be like a treasure, the shriveled hands are exposed, and the prescription is tightly grasped in his hands.
After savoring it carefully, Hu Guyue could certainly discover that the beauty of this blood jade qi replenishing soup was incomparably mild compared to those domineering tiger and wolf medicines, and it was precisely this reason that moisturizing things was silent.
"Patriarch Xiao, I am grateful for such a great gift from my master."
This was the first sentence Hu Guyue said after getting the prescription, and with the words, the old man's wrist was even more blue and shining, and he saw three wooden boxes full of patterns appear on the stone table in an instant.
And the second sentence is that the old man knows that the master is a master of the Tao, and it is difficult for ordinary things to enter his eyes, these are three thousand-year-old elixirs, which are the golden fruit, the vine of the earth, and the iron Xuanhua, and ask the elder of the Xiao clan to present it on behalf of the old man.
The old man's work made Xiao Chen stunned all of a sudden, and originally wanted to use this prescription to make a good stroke, and enhance the strength of himself and the Gu Yuan tribe in a short time, of course, Xiao Chen didn't know the preciousness of the thousand-year-old elixir, but now he can't use it, what he needs is an item that can strengthen Gu Yuan's strength in a short time.
didn't think that the old man would offer such a treasure, Xiao Chen could only knock out his teeth and swallow it in his stomach, with an expression on his face that the master must like, but his heart was extremely entangled.
As the saying goes, if you want to do a good job, you must first sharpen your tools, since you came to the Bloodfall Land to look for medicinal materials, Xiao Chen has already collected a lot of news about the Bloodfall Land, which is why the two of them delayed for three days.
It is rumored that 10,000 years ago it was a medium-grade tribal land called Bloodfall, when the tribe was about to be promoted to the top-grade tribe, it was suddenly told by a traitor, and was besieged by foreign races, hundreds of thousands of people of the whole clan were slaughtered by foreign races, and hundreds of thousands of people died with hatred, and they died without turning a blind eye, which can be described as a resentment, and since then it has formed a terrifying bloodfall land.
Although 10,000 years have passed, this place is still full of corpses and bones, countless ghosts, and the clansmen of the Bloodfall tribe are not blind to death, even if they are dead and turned into lonely souls, they have always waited for their homeland.
As they entered the depths of the Bloodfall Land, the two war horses had long been unable to adapt to such an environment, foaming at the mouth and falling to the ground, Xiao Chen and Hu Guyue had to abandon their horses, passing through a plain, the two entered a broken wall, thousands of years, the city wall that was originally destroyed in the war became more dilapidated in the loss of time, and there were thick fallen leaves on the ground.
But in the midst of this mess of rocks and remnants, a corpse with a long decayed dry skeleton is still standing, looking ready to fight, even if the weapons in his hands have died out in the loss of time, and life is long gone, but the fighting instinct has been deeply seared into the bone marrow.
The yin wind blew, and the whistling sound was like a ghost crying wolf, which became more and more intense, and a few ghostly flames floated by from time to time in the distance.
"It's getting dark."
At this time, such a sentence suddenly appeared in Xiao Chen's mouth, and his voice was hard and strong, without a trace of emotion.
Without the old man's reaction, Xiao Chen continued to say, "The ancestors of hundreds of thousands of people of the bloodfall tribe, because they were told by traitors, were jointly attacked by several alien tribes at the time of the tribe's promotion ceremony, and there was almost no resistance at all, and the whole clan was slaughtered by the aliens, so these bloodfall tribesmen were unwilling, their flesh and blood turned into mist, and the yin spirits were immortal, and whenever night fell, these yin spirits would appear, and they would recreate the scene of the day over and over again."
As if confirming Xiao Chen's words, at some point, the blood-colored mist became even thicker, and even condensed together, as if it was about to turn into blood and drip down.
"Bang!"
When the blood-colored mist condensed into a sea of blood, there was an explosion, and the position of the two changed in an instant, becoming another world, as if they had gone through a long time, traveling through time and space to another dimension.
Figures appeared one after another, men and women, old and young, black and pressing, but these figures, their faces were blurred, their bodies were a little sluggish, and there was no trace of life on their bodies.
In mid-air, a majestic body was suspended in the air, and the war spear in his hand was pointed straight at the sky.
Directly above the sky dome in front of him, the demon clouds of Black Mountain shrouded the entire earth, and a huge wolf head phantom loomed in it, with cruelty and ridicule in the huge wolf eyes, and countless alien hedgehogs gathered together under the word wolf head.
Xiao Chen and Hu Guyue turned into passers-by, and a scene from 10,000 years ago reappeared in front of the two of them like a movie, and countless figures shuttled through their bodies and rushed to the battlefield.
"Fight!".
A voice full of the smell of iron and blood sounded, and the majestic body in mid-air clenched the war spear and slashed towards the wolf head in the air, and the two torrents on the ground were instantly intertwined, and the bloodfall people in the tribe continued to rush to join the battle group.
But the strength of this hideous wolf head is too strong, even the patriarch who is the strongest in the clan is still invincible, and he has been defeated again and again, constantly being knocked away by the violent energy, and his body is even more damaged.
The majestic figure that had been fighting fiercely with the wolf's head suddenly slammed into the wolf's head, and exploded like a scorching sun in close proximity to it, shining strongly, and the wolf's head had no time to react, and was hit hard in an instant, and a large piece of its hideous face was blown off.
Looking at the endless alien races in front of them, the Bloodfall people used their lives to forge the dignity of being a human race, without hesitation or timidity, and would rather die than regret!
Countless Terrans rushed into the tide of aliens, playing a symphony of death, explosions rang out one after another, it was the bloodfall people who died with the aliens!
Either injured by a small human sneak attack, or seeing the human being's unyielding death, the giant wolf was completely enraged, let out a long roar, blood glittered in its huge mouth, and a huge ball of light flew towards the bloodfall tribe.
Rumble!
With a loud bang, the blood-colored ball of light exploded above the tribe, and the huge shock wave rippled around with the explosion point as the center, as if the end of the world, and for a moment the bloodfall tribe did not make a sound, and the heaven and earth were completely calm.
With a loud noise, the picture came to an abrupt end at this moment, and all the soul shadows disappeared in an instant, and then countless figures reappeared, repeating this tragic picture.
No, this should be a war spirit, an immortal war spirit belonging to the human race!