Not long after Qingming left, a one-man high boulder fell from the sky, and the huge impact force smashed the ground into a large crater. Pen fun and pavilion www.biquge.info

The mud and sand flew, and the red boulder came to a steady stop in the big pit.

Qingming turned around but returned to the same place, looking at the falling boulder pit, the blue sword was held in his hand, and he walked slowly towards the red boulder.

Qingming didn't get too close, and when he was about five or six meters away, he slashed at the boulder, and the dark blue sword qi cut through the air and then landed on the red boulder.

Clean, neat,

A smooth cut appeared, and the boulder split into two sections with a thud of collapse.

What Qingming saw through the cut was a layer of small particles that shimmered like spars, Qingming looked up at the sky, he thought that he had guessed wrong, and he didn't have time to care about these things, the most important thing now was to find Xu Fu.

Putting away the sword, Qingming turned around and left.

But as soon as he was gone, a layer of red blood oozed from the scar, which quickly turned black and dried up and crusted over.

Knock knock!

Like a heartbeat, the stone made such a sound, this sound only came out once, and it was so small that ordinary people would not be able to detect it, but it really beat a little.

It's just that all this Qingming didn't find out, because he had already left.

According to the old driver, it has been half a month since this Penglai Immortal Island became what it is now, but what surprised Qingming was why the outside world didn't know anything about what happened in Penglai? Or is someone covering it up?

Qingming suddenly felt as if he had been deceived by the old man Xu Yao, thinking of the old man's reluctance to go to Penglai at that time, Qingming couldn't help but be a little suspicious of the old man's intentions.

However, Qingming didn't dare to joke about Xu Mi's life and death, so this time he had to find Xu Fu.

After collecting his mind, Qingming walked on the empty streets, and he found that there were almost no people here, it was like an empty city.

The messy stalls on the street looked as if they had been knocked over by something, and the snacks inside were scattered on the floor.

Qingming picked it up and put it under his nose and smelled it, but there was no sour smell of rot.

Qingming immediately became vigilant and looked around carefully, the sword was already in his hand.

A gust of wind blew, and Qingming suddenly saw many people approaching this side, but these people were extremely strange, with a beastly roar coming out of their mouths, their fingers spreading, and their eyes flashing with a stunning red light.

They're fast, so fast that it's obviously not a speed that ordinary people can achieve.

Qing Ming was keenly aware of the blood stains on the corners of their mouths, and it was not until he saw them bite the living rabbits to death and suck the blood that Qing Ming gradually understood where the blood stains came from.

Qingming felt a little cold, not only because of the cold wind, but also because of this group of ghosts that looked like people and inhumans.

They surrounded Qingming in the middle, as if instinctively sensing that this person was dangerous, so they didn't immediately pounce on Qingming and bite him to death like a rabbit and suck blood.

Qingming looked at this group of "people" and asked, "Who are you?" Are you a local resident? What's really going on here? ”

But no one answered him, for the group before him could make no sound except to roar, and the mania in their eyes grew stronger, and soon nothing but bloodthirsty madness remained in the scarlet eyes.

They pounced on Qingming, and one of the leaders was like triggering a chain reaction, and all the "people" rushed to Qingming in a frenzy, opening their teeth and dancing their claws, and their mouths were roaring again and again.

Qingming knew that they must have been controlled by something or that they were driven mad by something, so he told himself that he couldn't kill anyone.

Wisps of silver-white light poured out from Qingming's fingers, and with this light flowing, all the people and all the movements in a certain range centered on Qingming were strangely still.

Qingming walked out of the "encirclement", looked at those people, and suddenly felt a little difficult.

To do it or not to do it, that's a question.

Just when Qingming was tangled, a red boulder suddenly fell from the sky.

At this time, the power of time had been withdrawn, and Qingming watched the boulder fall, and then the group of crazy people actually walked slowly towards the boulder.

They seemed to have regained their composure, and each one looked peaceful, without the manic madness of before, and when they came to the boulder, they all stretched out their left hands and scratched the corners of the boulder.

Blood flowed out, dripping onto the red stone.

This time Qingming heard it, and the clear heartbeat was like a muffled thunder, as if it was extremely hungry for blood, and kept absorbing those blood.

Qingming was really shocked by this strange scene, but this did not affect his reaction, and the arrow had already appeared in his hand.