This salty smell,

Isn't it the same as real plasma?

Just as his face was covered in blood and he was vomiting, he heard a strange footstep in his ears.

Yu Sheng was immediately vigilant, this mountain is so steep, and how weird, there are no people at all.

How can there be footsteps?

I suddenly recalled in my mind that the legend that Fang Xiangyi said had a Yin soldier to borrow the way.

No matter how powerful he was among mortals, he was so frightened that he hurriedly lay down under a few pink mandalas nourished by the rain of blood, with a bush in front of him as a shade.

He was covered in blood, surrounded by a world of red blood, and the plasma was viscous, not as simple and thin as rain.

The footsteps were getting closer.

Through the flowers and leaves, a gray army rushed in the distance, their clothes were like those of the terracotta warriors, and the armor was not bright, as if because of the age, some of the shoulders were rusty.

Suddenly, a man riding a tall red rabbit horse appeared in the team, with a red and purple face and closed eyes, holding a green dragon glaive knife in his hand!

In front of him, there was a guy riding a yellow horse, his face was grayish-yellow, and his eyes were glowing green, and he was holding a tiger-headed golden gun in his hand, and he had a pair of copper maces pinned to his waist.

"Who's coming?"

"I am Qin Qiong, Qin Shubao! Who are you? ”

"I'm Guan Yu Guan Yunchang!"

After the mutual registration number, the two of them are one!

"Qin Shubao, the underworld has named you the number one god of war, you can command the three armies and enjoy the glory and wealth, why are you not satisfied, and still rebel against the king of Hades?"

Guan Yu Guan Yunchang asked in a righteous voice.

Qin Shubao shook the tiger's head and chiseled the golden gun, and shouted angrily,

"Guan Yunchang, don't pretend to be confused, if it weren't for you seducing Yan Xiaomei, the sister of Lord Yan, why wouldn't I be an official and be you, and I can't rob you of a woman? Your special child and wife are hot on the kang, and the full man doesn't know that the hungry man is hungry, so you take your life quickly! ”

After speaking, Qin Shubao trembled and chiseled the golden gun, the ringing sounded everywhere, and it was a gun to pick a line, but how could Guan Yu be provoked?

Guan Yu didn't open his eyes at all, he just passively held the Qinglong Glaive Knife in his arms to dodge, and didn't take the initiative to make a move at all.

…………

When Qin Shubao had already made dozens of moves.

Suddenly, Guan Yu shook his hair.

Opening his blazing Danfeng eyes, the red light flashed, and with the dance of the Qinglong Yanyue Knife, a knife, a glance, a radiation.

Without a few moves, Qin Shubao covered his armor and retreated in defeat, and he couldn't even pull out the wedge on his waist to meet the enemy, after all, no matter how fast the weapon in his hand was, it couldn't compare to the speed of light in Guan Yu's eyes.

The green light that penetrated the void was like two green flashlights, and everywhere it went, it smelled of burnt.

However, they are all famous players, where are they willing to admit defeat?

Qin Shubao raised his tiger head and chiseled the golden gun, "Soldiers, hurry up and charge me, kill him!" Stab him to death! Reclaim what we have lost. ”

All the soldiers waved their flags and shouted and rushed to the opposing camp.

Suddenly, swords, guns, swords, halberds, axes, hooks and forks, you come and go, and there are heavy casualties.

But the zombie-level Yin soldier, where would it be easy to die like this, fall down and fight again, be stabbed to death again after the battle, get up again after death, and then swing the knife and slash the sword.

Some of them also brought strong crossbows and bows and arrows.

In the end, many people became hedgehogs, but they also lived endlessly, and the battle did not stop, and they pulled out their bows and crossbows to meet them again.

There are also several Yin soldiers holding the regiment and perishing together, but they didn't expect that they fell into a mountain stream dozens of meters deep, even if they broke their arms and legs, they still didn't know the pain, continued to climb up, and then fought.

In the end, Qin Shubao and Guan Yu, when they saw the heavy losses of the Yin soldiers, waved their hands one after another.

"Stop!"

"Wait until I recuperate, and I'll fight you again another day!"

Qin Shubao led a group of Yin soldiers to leave first, and got into a mysterious cave and disappeared.

Finally, Guan Yu also waved his hand.

However, just as he turned his head and left and went to the cave, a weapon fell out of his boots, which shocked the rest of his life.

"What is this thing? Is it a small Blue Dragon Glaive Knife? Still is? Short dagger? ”

…………

When all the Yin soldiers on both sides retreated, the blood rain in the sky suddenly stopped, and what followed was pure rain.

The rest of my life was puzzled.

Could it be that this rain of blood is the condensation of the martyrs who died on the battlefield in ancient times, throwing their heads and spilling their blood, resentment, blood and unwillingness?

For the rest of his life, my heart sank.

Everything was calm, the rain washed the plasma, and the rest of his life at this moment became the original handsome appearance of green and fair. After a blood rain, the white mandala flower just now turned out to be pale pink, the same as the lotus in his bamboo basket, and it changed color when it met with blood.

After experiencing the Yin Soldier borrowing the way, Guan Yu fought Qin Qiong, and fought and killed for 2 hours, and this time for the rest of his life, he verified the authenticity of the legend.

It turns out that what the mountain people said about the blood rain and the Yin soldiers is true.

He got up and tiptoed forward.

I wanted to pick up the treasure that Guan Yu dropped, the dagger, and there was actually a sleeve, so I couldn't see inside. However, the handle of the knife is wrapped in gold and silver, imitating the pattern of fish scales or dragon scales, and there is a circle on the top of the knife body, engraved with a large character, "Feather".

Could it be this, is it really Guan Yu's personal dagger? Speaking of a dagger, it is larger than a dagger, and speaking of a knife, it is small.

So it's a big dagger.

Look at this appearance, it's priceless!

He grabbed the hilt of the knife and pulled it out, but the cold light flashed, and he couldn't open his eyes for the rest of his life, and quickly inserted this dagger back, he couldn't imagine how powerful this dagger should be!

Since it's a good thing, put it away.

…………

Put it in a basket and hide it.

As soon as he was steady, he was rejoicing in getting the treasure, and his feet suddenly broke open, especially like the cracks in the ground before the great earthquake.

The rest of his life stumbled, and immediately lay down with the basket on his back.

The earth shook and the mountains shook, and the broken mountains hummed and cracked for a long time before they stopped.

In front of his eyes, a chasm appeared.

It was fine just now. But if you want to move forward, you must cross the chasm, otherwise you will lose all your efforts, and you will not be able to find a spiritual spring that can bring people back to life.

Below the ditch, there was a sea of fire, orange flames, wantonly spitting out snake letters-like ground fire, dancing wildly there.

The rest of his life couldn't help but retreat and evacuated.

In this way, his hair was scorched, and his clothes were torn, and in an instant he became ragged, and his skin was oily, and he was to be roasted.

What the hell is this?

Just listened to the thunderous shout in the air, "Earth Fire Sacrifice", such a dull and vague sentence, I don't know if I heard it right, and I have a headache for the rest of my life.

I covered my ears, and my brain was still buzzing.

As soon as the stirring words in the air fell, the tongue of fire became more violent, wanton, spreading like a ghost, running towards the sky!

Suddenly, out of this fire pit, a huge fire dragon jumped out, and the rest of his life was so frightened that he lay on the ground, hiding behind the grass, shivering. I saw that the fire dragon soared up, and actually floated over the sky for the rest of his life, and ran towards the ethereal chain in the distance.

The rest of his life lay on the nest everywhere, and there were also pieces of fire tongues dropped, and he saw the fire dragon in the sky and then possessed on the chain that went straight to the sky, how long the chain was, how long the fire dragon was, this fire dragon didn't know whether it was burning and refining the chain of the sky, or punishment, and the rest of his life couldn't figure out what it was.

This fire dragon is wrapped around the chain of the sky, and it is endlessly mad and wreaking havoc.

Lying on the ground for the rest of his life, he felt the roar and wriggling of the mountain, which seemed to be the body of the ancient spiritual rain, and he was struggling and roaring in pain as the chain of heaven was burned.

This?

Lingyu, who has been dead for many years, is it not enough to atone for his sins now, and he is still suffering from heavenly punishment? Or are you worried that Lingyu will escape one day? For the rest of his life, he trembled with Lingyu's body. He also prayed, this fire is almost over, right? Don't burn it anymore, otherwise this Lingyu brother won't be able to stand it.

…………

After a full hour, the tongue of fire slowly became less enthusiastic, and finally extinguished, but looking at the white cloud-like chain, it turned jet black. It's like having substance, firmly locking the mountain and leading straight to heaven.

The ravine in front of me seemed to lose its heat in an instant.

Yu Sheng looked around, only the entrance of the cave that Qin Shubao had entered just now could hide temporarily, so he tiptoed over, and before he could stand firmly, he saw a burst of lightning in the sky, followed by a few rolling thunders.

This special thing is endless, and I covered my ears for the rest of my life.

He looked around, this is like the legend that the gods are going to be punished by heaven, but there is no hair around, he is a human, not a god, where is the thunder and thunder?

I saw that in the sky, lightning and thunder fell at the same time, and the lightning and thunder of the mountain were punished, and there were more than 1,000 thunderstorms in the sky, and the sound of one after another was endless.

The rest of my life was very glad that I came to the mouth of the cave.

After a few hours of shaking the earth, the mountain finally stopped tossing, and the sky seemed to be cloud-open, and Yu Sheng put down the hand that blocked his ears and breathed a long sigh of relief.

He sat at the entrance of the cave, dumbfounded.

This special Lingyu Mountain is not easy to go, poisoned by spring water, burned by fire, frightened by blood rain and yin soldiers, nothing good, and finally punished by heavenly thunder, oh it's really not easy to live, if it weren't for Fang Xiangyi's father, who was on the verge of death, he wouldn't have come to die.

But so far, no herbs have been found that can really bring the dead back to life.

…………

In the midst of disappointment.

Looking up at the sky, I saw two owls flying over, and in the blink of an eye, a group of owls flew over, and I don't know what the situation is, as the saying goes, night owls come when they enter the house.

But the rest of his life found something strange.

Because he saw two huge owls, with their wings outstretched and 10 meters long, holding a bird's nest the size of a washbasin in their mouths.

What the hell is this?

The rest of my life was puzzled.

Even if he is reborn, not everything can be experienced, and the slightest deviation makes him incomprehensible.

However, I saw the two owls, running high and low for the rest of their lives.

The rest of his life was afraid, so he crawled on the ground, clinging to the cliff, motionless, acting as a lifeless person, trying to escape.

But the owl was near him, not far away, not near.

It scared the rest of my life.

But he couldn't understand whether this was something that was floating and had no substance, or was it substantial? So he scratched a stone next to him and threw it at the owl, but it hit the nest right in.

Ouch, it turned out to be substantial, neither an illusion nor a drift, oops, what's in that nest? You haven't been broken by a stone, have you? Because as soon as he sees a bird, he remembers the egg. But after thinking about it, I repeatedly determined that this owl should be egg-born.

In addition to panicking, the rest of his life was dull in his mind.

If it's an egg and the stone is cut in, what can I do? Hurt the balls, so what's the deal?

Yet, even so, the owl flew above his head.

In the end, Yu Sheng simply stood up.

After all, he was also 178 in size, and as he got up, the bird's nest was in front of his eyes, and he looked inside.

Well?