Chapter 1948: Loyalty and Righteousness are Unparalleled
After hearing the awe-inspiring voice, Qingshu's face changed again.
He got up and looked around.
I saw that the blood beads were pouring from all directions, and layers of blood-colored curtains were enveloping them.
The runic light stirred up by the rune array flickered incessantly, and as soon as the bloody aura and the blood bead touched the rune light, it turned into nothingness.
Rao was like this, and that runic light still couldn't annihilate all the bloody aura and the blood beads.
Only a small part of the bloody aura and the blood bead could be annihilated.
And there was also the dense blood-colored vine outside, Ding Xiaoyi and Dongfang Bai kept swinging their swords outside and slashing down at the vine.
With each cut vine, more vines poured out of the gully several feet wide.
The blood-colored vines were like the blood-colored dragon with teeth and claws, and the sharp long thorns were all over the body, and there were red blood dripping from the long thorns.
In this strange secret realm, the power of all laws has become extremely weak, because this world is ruled by the bloodthirsty beads.
The Bloodthirsty Bead has completely controlled this secret world, it can control all the laws in this world at will, and it can also seal the space and time of this world.
Qingshu's face changed again and again, and he remembered the picture he had foreseen, and fine beads of sweat flowed from his chubby face.
This foresight has already begun to materialize.
Two team members will die, they will die under the bloodthirsty beads.
"Fuck your fart, you'll come out if there's a seed, and we'll fight for three hundred rounds."
When Xuanyuan Wenjie heard this, he pointed to the blood-colored curtain of the sky and roared.
"Truly, the game of the deity is about to begin, you can discuss and give you ten breaths of time."
The awe-inspiring and eerie voice sounded again, and it paid no attention to Xuanyuan's provocation.
As soon as his words fell, the earth suddenly began to tremble violently again, and suddenly a gully several feet wide suddenly cracked around it.
Wherever the Wind Chasers stood, they were surrounded by a ravine several feet wide, from which countless blood-colored vines emerged.
The long sharp thorns on the vines were the color of the blood, and blood was dripping from each vine.
The vines waved incessantly in the blood-colored curtain, as if they were about to crash into the rune array in the next moment.
After hearing the awe-inspiring and eerie voice, the faces of the members of the Wind Chasing Team changed again and again, and the horror in their eyes was undisguised.
Ding Xiaoyi and Dongfang Bai were already in a disordered breath, they didn't know how many blood-colored vines they had cut off, but to no avail, every time they cut off a vine, more vines would come out of that ravine.
Ding Xiaoyi and Dongfang Bai's faces also showed bitterness, in this secret world, they couldn't exert their true strength.
The majestic aura of each vine is comparable to that of a god realm powerhouse, and the power of the laws of heaven and earth here is also controlled by the mysterious bloodthirsty beads, making it impossible for the power of the laws in their bodies to exert their true power.
This blood-colored firmament world has long been an independent world of its own, and that bloodthirsty bead is the heavenly dao of this world and the master of this world.
It's just that compared to the Heavenly Dao, this bloodthirsty bead is more unscrupulous and more crazy.
With a "boom", Ding Xiaoyi's long sword was raised, and a grinding disc across the blood-colored sky dome condensed out.
He raised his sword and pointed at the vines that were pouring out of the sky.
The Sword Hell Mill Condensed with supreme power and crushed down towards the blood-drenched vines, and the violent energy surged up.
The blood-colored vines swayed upwards and swung towards the sword millstone.
"Bang, bang, bang", I saw the vine slam on the Sword Hell Grinding Plate, and the powerful bloody aura eroded the huge Sword Hell Grinding Disc.
There was a loud "boom", and the Sword Hell Grinding Disc let out a violent tremble.
The huge backlash poured in, causing Ding Xiaoyi's body to shake, and his face became extremely ugly.
"Ten",
The hoarse voice echoed in everyone's ears, and everyone's hearts were panning again.
The entire blood-colored world suddenly shook, and the earth became extremely unstable.
Countless blood beads began to merge together, and blood beads as big as watermelons condensed.
The blood beads did not attack the rune array, but stood still around everyone.
The rich bloody aura condensed the aura of death, and the supreme sense of oppression made everyone have the illusion of suffocation.
"Bastard, you have a kind of fight with the master for three hundred rounds."
Xuanyuan Wenjie was so angry that he reprimanded angrily.
"Nine",
There was only a simple number in response, and that irresistible deterrent.
Everyone looked up at the void, and at this time, countless blood beads were still in the void, and those blood beads condensed and emanated with the power that eroded everything.
At this moment, it was as if time had stood still, everything had stood still.
All they could hear was the sound of their own heartbeats.
Ding Xiaoyi and Dongfang Bai looked at the still Sword Hell Grinding Plate, and then at the still blood-colored vines, and they showed helpless expressions on their faces.
This game can't be broken, and they've done their best.
"Eight", the eerie voice sounded again.
With the air of a tyrant.
The runic light of the rune array began to dim again.
Mo Yongxing looked at the few remaining piles of fairy spirit stones, and he knew that this talisman array would not last long.
Although Ding Xiaoyi still had a lot of immortal spirit stones that he hadn't taken out, this rune array was no longer able to resist the attack of the blood beads.
Each bead of blood condensed to the size of a watermelon, like a powerful bomb suspended around the rune array.
The faces of the team members showed despair, and the fear on their faces also decreased, perhaps after knowing the ending, they were more calm.
"Childe",
Just as everyone was calmly waiting for death to come, the two unknown middle-aged men beside Xuanyuan Wenjie showed a resolute look on their faces.
Their gaze swept over the three young men of the Ancient Family.
"Uncle Wen, Uncle Wu, what are you doing here!"
Xuanyuan Wenjie's face showed a dead color, and he asked in a choked voice.
Ji Ning and Jiang Lan also showed tragic expressions on their faces, but they didn't say a word.
"What's the matter, we just hope that the three sons can survive." The two middle-aged men showed a warm smile on their faces, and then replied to Xuanyuan Wenjie.
"No, you can't go out, there must be a way, there must be a way."
Xuanyuan Wenjie didn't know what the two guards were planning, he shouted anxiously.
"Seven", the hoarse voice like the Grim Reaper sounded again, and an invisible sadness suddenly poured out from the bottom of everyone's hearts.
Ding Xiaoyi's eyes outside the talisman array narrowed slightly, he had already sacrificed the Yin and Yang Reincarnation Eyes.
He wanted to find the whereabouts of the bloodthirsty bead, but after the Yin and Yang Reincarnation eyes swept around, he found nothing.
The rune array was surrounded by dense blood beads, each blood bead condensed with endless death breath, Ding Xiaoyi's heart moved, and his eyes flashed.
"Did you find it?" Dongfang Bai and Ding Xiaoyi have fought side by side countless times, how could he not know what Ding Xiaoyi was thinking.
"It should be hidden in those blood beads, we only have one chance."
Ding Xiaoyi's face became extremely solemn, and he replied to Dongfang Bai Chuanyin.
"One chance, it's already a good one."
Dongfang Bai nodded slightly, it is better to have a chance than no chance, a chance has already made them see hope.
"When to make a move?" Dongfang Bai transmitted the message to Ding Xiaoyi again.
"Wait for the opportunity, just that chance." Ding Xiaoyi shook his head and replied.
Dongfang Bai knew what opportunity Ding Xiaoyi was talking about. His face darkened, and if that chance failed, they would have lost two of their team-mates.
"Six",
The voice sounded again, like a requiem from the Nine Hells, and everyone's faces showed a tragic color.
"Captain Yang, please help take care of them."
The two guards of the Ancient Family turned to Yang Feng and said.
Yang Feng's lips squirmed a few times, and he found that his throat was dry, but he couldn't say a word.
The rest of the people have to move on, and they don't have time to grieve.
But such an atmosphere has to make people feel abrupt, there is no goodbye, only silent communication.
The two guards' eyes swept over the Wind Chasers one by one, and their faces were full of pride.
"Five",
The voice of the bloodthirsty bead sounded again, and the still blood bead and the still blood-colored vine were gathering momentum.