Chapter 212: A River of Blood
Everyone was petrified, motionless, the nine golden phoenixes fled like lost dogs, pulling a phoenix chariot to speed quickly through the void, and an old woman covered in blood stood on the chariot, trying her best to resist the attack of the primeval xenomorph behind her. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info
However, this could not change the final outcome at all, a wing that covered the sky and the sun slashed down like a giant sword through the sky, immediately crushing the phoenix into powder, and slashing the nine golden divine phoenixes into endless blood light, the old woman was wiped out on the spot, and even the remnants of the corpse were not left at all.
This terrifying scene made everyone present feel terrified, this was really too terrifying, the elder of the Immortal Holy Mountain was like an insignificant ant in front of that primeval xenomorph, and his soul flew away after just one blow, what kind of powerful primeval xenomorph was this?!
The roar that resounded across the universe made people's hearts tremble, the blood mist rolled, and the terrifying primeval xenomorph finally revealed its true form, terrifying, hanging above the distant sky, and the overwhelming killing aura made people tremble.
It stands tall in the sky and can stand side by side with the mountains, exuding an unimaginable coercion, surrounded by a thick blood mist, and its huge body is blurred, shaped like a heavenly horse, but it has a wings that hang down from the sky, giving people a breathtaking sense of oppression.
At the same time, in all directions, more than a dozen extremely powerful primeval alien species appeared one after another, all of them were extremely terrifying, some spewed out a heavenly divine flame, enveloping the earth, and their bodies were towering into the clouds, and some were full of blazing light, extremely dazzling, even the sun in the sky overshadowed them, all of them were very extraordinary.
All the roads were blocked, and the people of the Spring and Autumn Sacred Courtyard and the Suiren Clan's Holy Mountain were all dead, and no one escaped back!
All the monks who followed him and tried to fish in troubled waters were surrounded, and none of them were able to break through the blockade and leave.
Mo Mingming's heart immediately sank, this time it was really no way to enter the heavens and no way to enter the earth, a real desperate situation!
The silence and depression like a dark cloud erupted a moment later, and an overwhelming divine light enveloped the earth, and terrifying power fluctuations swept the sky, making the sky and the earth rumble, and all the primeval xenomorphs all took action, besieging and killing the monks present.
More than a dozen terrifying primeval xenomorphs, each of which could easily wipe out the elder-level figures of the Spring and Autumn Sacred Courtyard and the Suiren Clan's Holy Mountain, and now joining forces to besiege these monks was really effortless.
It only took a few breaths for this primeval area to become a river of blood, a strangulation ground for human flesh, the screams gradually became less, and the sky was dyed crimson.
Seeing that the mysterious old man guarding the tomb was not far away, and he hadn't left yet, Mo Mingming rushed over as soon as possible, came to his side, and said, "Old man, help!"
He didn't know if he would be able to escape, so he made up his mind to follow the old man who guarded the tomb, and at this moment perhaps only this old man could keep him alive.
Trespassing into the center of the Savage Mountain Range, wanting to dig up something that should not have been born, causing a monstrous bloody disaster...... The words of the old man guarding the tomb were verified!
The crimson blood mist shrouded the mountains and forests, the air was filled with the suffocating smell of blood, in the weeds, under the old vines and ancient trees, between the rivers and streams, a large number of corpses fell in pools of blood, and their bodies were either cut off by the waist or smashed into flesh, all of them died extremely miserably.
The vast mountains were silent, without a trace of life, cold and lifeless, and everywhere they looked, there were corpses all over the ground, and no one could survive, and the blood flowed like a river, soaked in every grain of sand, and it was so red that it was creepy.
"It's a pity, after all, it's still a step too late, and they all died......" The old man at the tomb closed his cloudy eyes and sighed.
"I can't say that, at least both of us escaped this. Mo Mingming's soul was undecided, just now he personally witnessed the scene of more than a dozen primeval xenomorph killing monks, it was simply a human flesh strangulation machine, blood and flesh splashed everywhere he went, and no one could escape.
At that moment, Mo Mingming almost thought that he would end up like this, as powerful as the elders of the Spring and Autumn Holy Courtyard and the Suiren Clan's Holy Mountain were all weak ants in front of those terrifying primeval xenomorphs, but, beyond his expectations, the old man guarding the tomb stood quietly in the mountains and forests, silent, and those hideous and terrifying primeval xenomorphs were all hiding from him.
"The human heart is not enough to swallow the elephant, when will it end? Now there will be countless lonely graves in the cemetery......" The old man who guarded the tomb raised his eyes and looked over, his cloudy eyes were extremely calm, without a trace of fluctuation.
"Uh...... Old man, you don't think you're here to collect the corpses, right? We'd better get out of here quickly. ”
The old man guarding the tomb was lifeless, like an old man who was dying of old age, walking around in this primitive area unhurriedly, never taking care of Mo Zhizhi from beginning to end, and loess tombs appeared behind him one after another, which looked like a gloomy feeling.
Mo Mingzhi followed closely and did not leave, for fear that those primeval xenomorphs would reappear.
The old man guarding the tomb was silent, and finally came to a lonely peak, looking far away, looking at the depths of the mountain, his cloudy eyes were extremely deep, and he didn't know what he was thinking, like a clay wood sculpture motionless.
In the end, he actually stayed here for a whole night, and his deep eyes did not fluctuate in the slightest from beginning to end, until the rising sun broke free from the horizon, and the first rays of morning light fell from heaven and earth, and he let out an inexplicable sigh.
"What should happen has to happen, or whatever, why should I do more!" said the old man to himself, and then laughed and walked out of the mountain.
When the mysterious old man guarding the tomb walked forward, Mo Mingming was shocked to see that he took a step, dozens of miles away in an instant, completely the legendary shrinkage of inches, if Mo Mingming had not stayed by his side all the time, grabbing his sleeve robe in time, he would have been thrown to an unknown distance.
"It's not supernatural powers, it's not magic, it's ...... This is the martial arts body method, the real martial arts combat technique!" At this moment, Mo Mingming's heart was shocked to the extreme, every footprint of the old man guarding the tomb was extraordinary, and he actually revealed a complex and mysterious oracle bone inscription, and a mysterious fluctuation of qi and blood was transmitted.
His heart beat faster, the strength of this old man guarding the tomb was beyond his imagination, there was a kind of Taoist rhyme of the unity of heaven and man in every gesture, and even walking at will could condense the complex and mysterious oracle bone inscription, and he didn't know how powerful he had reached. (To be continued.) )