It didn't take long for an even more chilling scene to happen.

More big "blacks" swooped down overwhelmingly from the gate.

Geng Ding looked at the murderous "black" around him, and then looked inward at the ruins of his own sea. As time drags on, his blood continues to burn out, and the situation will become more and more critical.

He had made up his mind that he could no longer be so gentle and irritable.

Geng Ding struggled to get up from the ground and stabbed straight into his heart, without ambiguity.

Then, he drove the knife to turn it in his chest, and suddenly, the original "emptiness" in his body was stirred into flesh, plasma, and blood, so that it was dirty, and his body was no longer "empty......

Although Geng Ding exerted all his strength in a vain attempt to drive away the "emptiness" that made him panic and unable to fight, the "emptiness" was obviously still there.

"Emptiness" is dustless, silent, motionless, untouchable, untouchable, untouchable, unharmed, and destroyed......

"Empty" has reached the end of the heart!

Although Geng Ding committed suicide, he could not eliminate this "emptiness" after his body was devoured. And at this time, after this toss, he was about to run out.

Seeing that a large area of "black" was constantly replenishing energy, it was gathering violently, permeating and constantly rushing up, surrounding Geng Ding's body layer by layer, and that posture was to provoke Geng Ding after being seriously injured to fight to the death again......

What to do?

Geng Ding pulled out the short knife from his chest with force. As soon as this knife was pulled out, the blood flowed like a spring, spraying high!

Geng Ding did his best to lift the large stone he had sat on under his feet. The hole in his chest was still spewing blood fountains, and the blood was spurting straight out, hitting the big stone in his hand, the mechanism that Master had buried two hundred years ago......

When the blood covered the stone, the inscription on the stone gradually appeared, burning into a row of blood-colored fonts.

The ancient characters are moving brightly, and on the stones, characters and characters are constantly combined at will, a phrase, a sentence, a line, a few lines......

Geng Ding's eyes were blurred, his blood was about to run out, and he couldn't read these ancient texts after most of his life, let alone the ever-changing ones.

In an instant, these lines of text shattered the stone like a thunderbolt on a sunny day, and for a while, the earth shook and the mountains shook.

The pass of the thunder pass collapsed with a bang......

In the darkness, from existence to nothingness, the entire thunderstorm was extinguished in an instant...... It's so clean to end up in a wasteland!

Before Geng Ding could finish shouting, "Daughter-in-law-", he was already unconscious, he was catapulted into the air by the strong force, and he was being thrown into an unknown place where he didn't know where he was.

......

"Ahh......h

A strange language struck his brain: "You borrowed my 'power of a madman', but you can't even take the thunder level, how can you prove your loyalty to me?!

"It's not me, it's him!" The scholar pointed to the tent of the general opposite his camp, used his divine sense, and said with great difficulty: "His Holiness is mistaken, I am just a messenger, and he is the one who uses the 'power of madmen' to enter the thunder pass!"

"Hmph, spare your life first, and put you here to be on standby. Remember, there is no more difference in Hugh. ”

"Yes, yes, Venerable Xie. ”

......

"Report to the King of Qin. ”

"What's the matter with the military advisor?"

"This ......"

"Left and right, give me a step down. ”

"Report, the deputy commander exploded in the tent last night and died. ”

"What?!"

"The ministers have been carefully investigated, no one has entered the tent, there is no trace of a fight, and the way the body is exploded is very similar to the way the Moon Eater Sect punishes traitors......"

"I pressed this down in advance, and secretly continued to find the reason. ”

"No. ”

......

Darkness shrouded the Valley of Silence.

Above the valley, faintly, the sound of prayer was heard.

The sound is endless, buzzing and brainwashing, and the suppression is so loud that people's eardrums are about to burst, making the fish roe seem to have returned to the barbaric era.

This monotonous, high-pitched, unechoed prayer didn't really make a sound. Touching the fish roe knew that this valley absorbed the sound, and this sound must have come from the "other space" message received in his mind.

Touching the fish roe even began to wonder if the sound was just a trap.

Looking up, in addition to the sound, I saw an illusory image again......

On the uphill slope, the bonfire was very strong, and the sound of prayer came and went.

Circle after circle of believers knelt on the ground, and as a result, wave after wave of sound formed a huge vortex of energy.

In the center of the vortex, a giant blue phoenix was tied to a crackling pine tree by a magic circle, writhing, flapping, and struggling in the flames......

The sky-high fire pointed straight into the sky, the stars and the moon dimmed, and the thin clouds disappeared in an instant......

The strange tattoo on the white-haired old man's face portrayed the already hideous face even more ferocious and complex. His long shadow was like a curse, set against the bleak moonlight, which made those who saw him shudder even more.

This white-haired old man is the god of fire Hui Wu that Ji Nan saw in the illusion that day.

The god of fire climbed the high platform. His recitation is different from the sound waves of the devotees, and the prayer of the god of fire is like a death curse, which makes people suddenly palpitate, their brains explode, and their hearts die like ashes......

Looking up at the fish roe in the air, under the influence of the power of this prayer, he suddenly remembered his own experience as an orphan in the chanting of the god of fire. became lonely and aggrieved for a while, as if his body, spirit, and emotions had returned to his childhood.

Touching the fish roe, he couldn't help clenching his fists, and he was angry, and his murderous aura was faint......

In the midst of the sound, the god of fire used a magic talisman to pull out one of the wings of the blue phoenix from the fire, and the body of the wing was already burning, and when it was pulled out, it turned into a melting virtual winged light and shadow.

On the high platform, under the gaze of all the people, the god of fire held the "light wings" high above his head, and he invited the "great power" to pray with his voice, calling to the heavens for the coming of the great god.

For a time, the prayer sounded to confuse people, the light thunder shook the mountain, and the "great power" was awakened little by little......

The wings of light pointed to the sky, polishing the whole world in the darkness, and suddenly the wind blew, the clouds fled, and the prayer was like a wave of sorrow, without beginning and without stop......

The circle of believers began to shrink and shrink again, slowly drawing closer to the bare wings.

Everyone's arms were placed on the god of fire, and the god of fire was held high, and this mysterious and powerful formation emitted scorching wings of fire, which roared and rushed into the sky with wings of light and the energy of the believers' faith.

In the air, the wings of light cater to the "great power" in the clouds, and the wings of light and the great power merge into one, forming a giant arrow of fire. Facing the arrow of fire in the sky, the believers in mid-air knelt on the ground and buckled their heads.

The Arrow of Fire grows and grows, roaring, greedily picking on its favorite target, and then, mercilessly, projecting pillars of light onto the ground, instantly burning selected believers to skeletons.

The screams of the arrows of fire were chosen for the sacrifice, which burned from flesh to skeletons and from skeletons to ashes, and this scream only encouraged the worshippers to worship the power even more frantically.

The elect believers, reduced to ashes, their energies slowly rising in the waterfall of light, once again becoming one with the arrows of fire.

As a result, the arrow of fire continued to descend the waterfall of light, constantly absorbing the light and shadow of the believers one by one, and then growing and growing again......

"Stop-", Touching the fish roe resolutely drank out the sword trick, raising the sword to the sky, trying to prevent the pillar of light from moving and locking towards him.

As soon as the sword light touched the waterfall, it immediately collapsed and shattered. Touching the fish roe hurriedly threw away the hot light sword, and before the sword could hit the ground, it had already become a pool of molten iron. But at the same time, the pillar of light suddenly stopped.

The god of fire was furious, touching the roe with his fingers and speaking in a language he did not understand.

Only then did I realize that this image and this sound did indeed exist!

At this time, the believers, under the guidance of the god of fire, began to rush down the mountain from mid-air, and slaughtered the generals menacingly......

The arrow of fire roared and roared, and its waterfall of light pursued the fish roe, and the fish roe protected the young one, and one rolled into the wild grass.

However, the waterfall easily found him and hit him accurately......

"Ahh

In the burning pain, the roe gradually began to melt......

At this moment, the hosta and red tassel in the swaddling clothes jumped out in unison. The tassel opened a large net and swooped straight into the waterfall of light, and the waterfall of the arrow of fire held on to each other in place, confronting each other in pairs.

The hosta turned into a hosta lightsaber and soared into the sky, added its own energy, combined with the tassel net, and changed the Hades God Spell Net into a Vajra non-urging net, "Click-" At once, the net was all opened, and it split straight on the pillar of light.

Suddenly, the heavens and the earth seemed to crack, and the waterfall of light, the hosta lightsaber, and King Kong did not urge the net to collide, and it exploded, and the net turned into ten thousand rays of rain.

At this time, the hosta was burned by the heat of the waterfall, and it was condensed into a drop of tears, and the red tassel was damaged like a broom after a blow, and then it was poured by the rain, and the tear and the red tassel fell together in the river valley......

"Whew-"

A familiar figure flew by like a crane, and the melting fish roe forcibly opened its eyes to look upward.

An old man flew over, with long sleeves like the wind, and with a wave of his clothes, there was no shadow in the ......

All is silent—

At this time, the Valley of Silence is a tomb.

"Master-" Seeing the fading figure in the air, he knew that his master's mana had been weakened again in order to rescue his apprentice, which made Touch Yuzi cry silently.

"Today's events have not ended, and several 'primordial lights' have been imprisoned by the dark forces, and have been transformed into 'power of madness', and are constantly pouring out from the exits of the past. ”

"So, what do we do?"

Even if they can be beaten back to "other space" now, it does not mean that the matter has been resolved. ”

"Master—"

"Touch the fish roe, you have already entered the big weir river. The hosta has been burned into a glass seed, you take it. As soon as the master lifted the dust, the hosta tears and red tassels in the river fell on the hands of the fish.

The child was holding a tassel, and it seemed that the tassel was related to him. ”

"Master, don't leave your disciple behind. ”

"What am I doing, what am I doing? The tassels are scattered and the grass is gone. ”

"Don't dissipate, Master—"

As the light and shadow faded away, the master disappeared without a trace.

Touching the fish roe knelt deeply on the ground, refusing to get up for a long time. One less babbling, holding glass and tassels in his hand.

The first morning sun is rising, and the light fog on the Dayan River is dissipating.

In the distance, there seemed to be a singing voice......

"It's time to go home. Touching the fish roe whispered to the one in his arms.

He looked back at the silent valley, the valley was like a lying old man in the shape of a lying down, the scarf was the peak, the beard was the waterfall, solemnly waiting for the big weir river.

Silent Valley, the dragon ball on the dragon vein of the West Mountain, shining in the bright sun, as if the old man was wittily winking at his apprentice......