Chapter 2: The Ten Marquis of the World
After a hundred years, the suddenly evaporating soul mist descended on the world again. Everything seemed to break free from the silent stagnant water, and poked its head out of the water. There are also many practitioners who have been crushed into fine grains of sand and buried in the thick soil under the wheel of a hundred years.
In the depths of the mountain range, some monsters burst out of the ground and let out a violent roar. They ran and jumped through the trees, gulping in the soul mist that fell from the clouds. There were a few teenagers in the town whose bodies glowed with cyan light, and they were draped over their bodies like a thin veil.
Liu Shanlin withdrew the soul mist emanating from his body, and he took a deep breath, and the coldness instantly spread all over his body.
On the edge of the cliff, Aoki Hou Liushan Forest and Feng Qi Hou Chen Fengqing stood side by side, quietly watching the soul mist descend from the clouds, piling up large patches on the ground.
Liu Shanlin turned to the three Mu Si behind him and said, "You go back to the Hou Mansion first." The three of them replied yes and immediately left in the wind.
As soon as Mu Si of the Wooden Pavilion left, there were ripples in the air. In a few moments, eight people quietly appeared and stood alone in the air, and the majestic momentum on their bodies rushed towards them.
"Sister Nalan is still so young and beautiful, I don't know if I would like to come to my house to talk about it." The man sitting on a huge mountain turtle pretended to be sad and said, "Even if you just look at Sister Nalan from afar, you feel that you are dead without regrets." ”
The woman who was ridiculed didn't pay attention to him, just looked at the falling soul mist in a daze. And the woman holding the knife next to the man said: "Don't be disgusting here." ”
The man stared at the woman with wide eyes and said, "You ....."
"What are you, looking for a cut?" The woman makes a gesture to draw her sword. The man snorted coldly and fell silent.
"A hundred years have passed, and I can't imagine that the Ten Marquis will be able to gather again." Liu Shanlin said, "This time the soul mist fell from my wooden pavilion, somehow. Like a hundred years ago, without warning. ”
Chen Fengqing, the wind rising next to him, echoed: "The intensity of the soul mist this time is far from comparable to a hundred years ago. ”
The princes standing alone in the air were silent, and the man with the sword on his back standing in the middle said, "I'm afraid those few in the demon world will also come to join in the fun." Then the princes looked up at the fog falling above the town.
And as the soul mist became thicker and thicker, Liu Shanlin felt his body become hot again, and his flesh and blood seemed to be burned by the fire, and he couldn't help but let out an "ah". The princes looked at this side when they heard the sound.
Liu Shanlin scratched his head and said with an embarrassed expression, "I'm sorry, I didn't control it." ”
Everyone's eyes wandered away from Liu Shanlin, first confused, and then turned into surprise. The soul mist poured into Liu Shanlin's body one after another, and they used their magic thoughts to probe and found that Liu Shanlin's body was like a glass bottle at the moment, and there was soul mist circulating in the flesh and bone meridians, and there was a black mist rotating around the Seven Soul Acupoints, which seemed to be fighting against the soul mist.
Liu Shanlin's body seemed to open a gap, frantically absorbing the surrounding soul mist.
"What's going on?" Chen Fengqing asked.
Liu Shanlin looked at the soul mist that swirled around him, and he didn't feel any discomfort, but he just felt that his body was becoming hotter and hotter. He didn't deliberately absorb the soul mist, all the mist seemed to spontaneously burrow into his body.
Liu Shanlin shook his head and said, "I don't know." ”
As soon as he finished speaking, he felt his skin crack inch by inch, and there seemed to be a hot and cold flame burning in his body, as if it would not be long before he would turn to ashes. He fell to the ground in pain, rolling incessantly.
Just as Chen Fengqing was about to step forward to check, Liu Shanlin stopped rolling in an instant, the golden soul mist was quickly swallowed by the black mist in his body, Liu Shanlin's body gradually became cold, and he slowly stood up, his face pale.
The princes couldn't help frowning when they looked at this scene. Scanning Liu Shanlin's body again with his magic thoughts, he found that his body was filled with this black mist, and only sporadic golden soul mist swam in it.
At this moment, a man came with a huge wind. She stood on top of a huge nine-tailed fox, dressed in a fox fur, with a black giant sword and a slender white sword on her back, all of which had ancient and intricate scabbard patterns. In the blink of an eye, she appeared in the middle of the crowd, the nine-tailed fox shrunken and lay on her shoulder.
"It's so hilarious." She hovered in mid-air, and the momentum around her body hit everyone like waves, and the princes circulated the soul mist on their bodies, fighting against this overwhelming momentum.
The ten marquis are all like facing a great enemy, and the sword prince who is also carrying a sword said: "I don't know why the demon emperor came this time? ”
"You don't care." The Demon Emperor looked around, his gaze stayed on Liu Shanlin for a while, and then he looked at the man with the sword on his back.
"Look for death." The woman holding the knife wanted to draw her knife and rush forward, but the Sword King reached out to stop her and smiled, "I haven't seen you for a hundred years, the Demon Emperor is still so arrogant and unreasonable, are you going to make a comeback?" ”
"Even if it has been thousands of years or thousands of years, my demon clan will cross the ethereal sea and occupy a place in the world." The Demon Emperor paused and said, "Now that the soul mist has returned to the world, the barrier between the human world and the demon world will eventually be broken, and it will be time to see if you are still smiling." ”
The Sword King said indifferently: "Accompany you at any time." When the words fell, the Ten Marquis surrounded the Demon Emperor in the middle, and a huge soul mist was circulating on each of them.
The Demon Emperor stretched out his hand to grasp the hilt of the black giant sword behind his back, and the soul mist emanated from his body, condensing into a circle of ripples in the air.
The ground of the town began to shake, cracks began to stretch wide, thick roots tumbled underground, and then a huge plane tree burst through the ground, its branches and foliage obscuring the sky. The wooden houses in the town collapsed one after another, Liu Shanlin's hands were sealed, and the people in the town were all passed into the space seals.
Another huge black dragon poked its head out of the clouds, its deep pupils staring at the princes, its eyes full of coldness and murderous aura.
The clouds had closed their cracks, and the soul mist had melted everywhere. The sky brightens, and the sun rises over the horizon. The blinding light shone on them, revealing sharp silhouettes.
At this moment, after a hundred years, the wooden pavilion town once again gathered the people and demons at the top of the world, and the peace of a hundred years was completely broken at this moment. Their huge soul mist collided together and emitted a piercing and sharp roar, the rivers boiled, and the mountains and rivers shattered.
Liu Shanlin watched all this, the black mist became more and more restless, rampaging through his body, he clutched his chest, and blood flowed from the corners of his mouth. He clearly felt the soul mist in his body thinning out, and his flesh and bones were soaked and eroded by the black mist. His Seven Soul Acupoints were filled with black mist, and his cultivation realm was like the water that burst the embankment, rapidly regressing.
Liu Shanlin raised his hand and looked at it, but fortunately, his body did not age again. But once upon a time, the cultivation realm on the top of the mountain fell to the bottom of the valley, and he couldn't help but look desperately at the clouds that closed the crack.
In a trance, he seemed to see a large cloud gradually gathering in the sky, and a huge red sun showed a corner under the cover of the clouds. The golden mist condensed into a pillar of light, piercing the heavy clouds and shining on him. The willow mountain forest instantly stood alone on the sea of clouds, surrounded by howling winds. Countless golden mist condensed from the red sun, rapidly eating away at the sea of clouds.
And he stood in the middle of the sea of clouds, with his back to the red sun, and the world was long under his feet.