Chapter 362: The End of the Road (1)
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The distance of five miles is not far, after a while, Linghu Jue arrived outside the valley, the mouth of the valley is not big, the two sides are the cliffs that towering to the sky, strange rocks and mountains, horizontal and slanted, if it seems to be in the daytime, it is estimated that there will be elegant Lingxiu and Junqi charm, but at this moment, in the dark night, there is a gloomy and thorough taste.
Taking a long breath, the fox stopped at all, and the flying eagle leaped repeatedly, and the figure disappeared into the valley between the ups and downs. The valley is silent, the cliffs are steep, the valley is full of branches and trees, even the slightest sound of birds and beasts is méiyou, it seems that this place is ghostly, eerie and terrifying!
Because he came here once a few days ago, and remembered it carefully, so Linghu Absolute Valley is quite familiar, and in the leap, he estimated the distance, almost close to what Xuan Feng said, his arms stretched out, hidden between the branches, and the condensed eyes were cold and cold.
He expanded the scope of the "Great Eagle Eye", and with great effort, he had found the difāng. It was a muddy swamp with a hundred feet of circumstance, beneath a towering cliff. After carefully probing again, and identifying the nearby méiyou people, Ling Hu Jue withdrew the "Great Eagle Eye Technique" and jumped over, without pausing, skimming over the trees again and again, approaching the mire.
The color of the mire is dark and dark, faintly floating with a faint layer of mist, bubbles rising from time to time, and a few handfuls of weeds growing indiscriminately on the edge of the mire!
The mood was a little nervous, but Ling Hu Jue still whispered: "Law, break the ban!" A faint arc of white light shot on the mire, and the mire rolled on it. ripples after rippling a kind of earthy huángsè. "Poof" shattered. The mire is still the same as it was. méiyou any variations. This was beyond the expectation of Ling Huju, his heart shrank sharply, and he expanded the listening range of the "Great Eagle Eye Technique", this time he used it with all his might, and sure enough, at the mouth of the valley, on the cliffs on both sides, dozens of figures appeared, silently leaping towards here. It's fast, and it doesn't have any yidiǎn sound.
The slightest hesitation of Méiyou made the fox Jue shine through the Xuanfeng, and the latter was still at a loss, and he said in a low voice: "Quick, release your breath, and come back immediately after jumping to the bottom of the valley at the fastest speed." ”
Xuan Feng didn't know what Ling Hu had intended, but he did it anyway. The more times of crisis, the more human potential can be stimulated. Cold sweat in the palms, but actually. Linghu Jue was calmer, and in the limited shijiān, he made a judgment. It was a trap, a trap for anyone who wanted to investigate the source of the evil spirit, and now, in addition to finding a way to stand out, the most important thing was to keep no one else from seeing his appearance. Staring at the bubbling mire, he made a decision.
Xuan Feng came back, and he just wanted to ask. Linghu Yijing integrated him into his body, jumped softly, and fell into the mire, the vomiting rancid and erosive smell instantly invaded his nasal cavity, he seemed to be unconscious, his eyes were closed, his fighting spirit sank, and he instantly sank into the mire.
A powerful squeezing and devouring force invaded, causing the fox to feel a kind of suffocation in an instant. But he is not panicked, there is a water spirit mother's storage zài, any difāng with water guānxi, he can breathe. There is water in the swamp, but it is scarce, and sure enough, the water spirit mother on the left arm dances lightly, which makes the fox feel a lot more comfortable, although it is a little unsmooth, but it will definitely not suffocate to death.
The deeper and deeper, almost to the end. Ling Hu Jue pressed his eyes with two fingers, and lifted his eyes lightly, it was pitch black and dazed. He closed it in an instant, these swamps were estimated to be poisonous and corrosive to the eyeballs. "What the hell is going on?" the Xuan Feng in his body finally couldn't hold back his mouth.
"This is fake, the strong evil aura and the magic array are all deliberately arranged by them. Ling Hu Jue analyzed very calmly.
Xuan Feng is also an old man who has lived for hundreds of years, and when he heard it, he mingbái their current predicament, and said coldly: "Then what should I do?"
"Wait!" Ling Hu Jue was also in a hurry just now, and he also had a complete idea of how to go next.
On the swamp, on the cliffs on both sides, Yijing stood full of people, most of them were disciples of the Martial Arts Hall of the Liuying Sect, gray power suits, covered with tiger skin cloaks, only a few were gray-robed outer gate elders, and the leader was an ugly old man with a moderate figure, but his face was full of copper coins, his name was Guantong, and he was the top figure among the outer door elders, a high-ranking war lord. Everyone stared at the mire one by one, and there was a suffocating sense in the air, as if it was a little bloody, a little earthy, a little trembling cold......
Closing his eyes and sensing it, the breath deliberately released by Xuan Feng had already covered up Ling Hu's slight breath, and he only sensed one person, a half-step king. When he opened his eyes, his eyes shone brightly, and he pointed in the direction where Xuan Feng jumped over and said: "He ran there, leaving a few people here, and the others surrounded Elder Ben, be careful, the other party is a half-step king, we just need to keep an eye on him, and the sect master will arrive immediately." ”
After speaking, he cautiously followed step by step, the whole valley is an inverted triangle, except for the entrance, there is no other way to go, so he is not in a hurry. The others also dispersed, carefully bowing forward, and everyone's breathing unconsciously became slight. No one noticed that in the center of the mire, a finger the color of the mire stretched out, followed by a second one
The "Great Eagle Eye Technique" requires the wind element, and Ling Hu can only ventilate in a risky way, and he succeeded, "Two on the left, one on the right, and two on each side of the cliff." He thought silently in his heart, and Xuan Feng couldn't help but speak: "Aren't we staying here forever for Shime? ”
"If it's Liu Xue'er, will we have a chance to leave?" Ling Hu replied sensibly before continuing, "Xuan Feng, can you transform into armor or something?"
Xuan Feng mingbái Ling Hu Jue meant, and immediately said: "Yes." ”
The expressions of the martial arts disciples on the edge of the quagmire were slightly relaxed, for them, the stronger the opponent, the safer, the sky fell and there was a tall man on top of it, although one of them searched in all directions with his eyes open, but he muttered in a low voice: "It's a hell today, strange things happen one after another." ”
Before he could finish speaking, the mud splattered, and a figure rushed out. The pupils have not yet had time to see the square. But his body had been knocked several feet away by a huge force. The sound of the sternum shattering was heard clearly.
The others couldn't help but be stunned for a moment, their eyes glimpsed, and they screamed as if they had seen a ghost, and this was not to blame them, the armor conjured up by Xuan Feng was too fierce and domineering, especially the helmet and mask part, which was even more hideous and terrifying, carved into vertical knife-like eyebrows. The gloomy pointed ears flying obliquely, like a soul-seeking messenger from hell, and the impermanence of ghosts in the palace of life and death!
The mask reflected a cold brilliance, making the fox méiyou entangled with them, and the dragon swept towards the valley mouth, drifting like a real and invisible ghost, much faster than before. First, it is due to the recent study of the martial arts scriptures in the Flowing Shadow Sect, and second, it is the amplitude of the Xuanfeng. Although it is a peace contract, the Xuanfeng realm is much higher than that of Linghu. This amplitude made Linghu Jue already have the realm of a middle-level battle lord.
Flying like a ghostly rage, he had no time to care about the roar and shouts coming from behind him, and his eyes hidden behind the mask flowed with a determined and nervous light. He is racing against time, and only before Liu Xu'er or other strong people arrive, there is a glimmer of life in the valley. So, after a little distance, he began to teleport, teleporting without counting mana, the speed was unparalleled, almost méiyou landed. Like a puff of smoke in the wind, an incorporeal ghost, which was still in front of me just now, has been subsumed into the netherworld in an instant......
Taniguchi was faintly looking, at this time, a figure appeared, coming on, it was Xiao Nan, today is also a coincidence, she was supposed to sleep peacefully, but she couldn't sleep, so she got up and walked along the path of the peak, relieving the sorrow that came out of nowhere, but she didn't expect to receive a warning. got up immediately, and just happened to block Ling Hujue, who had just arrived at the valley. As soon as her eyes caught a glimpse of the person wearing the bloody armor and the terrifying mask, she first flipped her hand, and then flipped her palm, and a silver Xiao that was less than two feet old appeared in her hand, shining all over her body, rippling with sparkling shadows. "I want to go!" she said coldly, with a twinkle in her eyes. At the same time, the rise and fall were like flying, the whistle was sharp and sharp, and the silver rays were flowing brightly, and they had already attacked Linghu.
As soon as Linghu Zhidàoziji was entangled, there was only one way to die, and he didn't dare to teleport again, except for the emperor-level powerhouse, there are very few people with teleportation powers, even if he escaped by luck this time, and after a little closer investigation by Liu Wu'er, Ziji will also be exposed, and there are not a few people who can teleport him.
So, the figure flickered, hunched his back and shrunk his waist, and while flashing Xiao Ying, he jumped forward, sacrificed his shield, and protected the key points of the vest.
Xiao Nan smiled coldly, swept sideways with his backhand, like a frightened rainbow, and struck towards Ling Hujue's vest, this blow was powerful and heavy, and it was as sharp as a front, and at the same time, the figure moved horizontally, and stopped in front of Ling Hujue again. But what greeted her was a black light shot out of her black eyes, Xiao Nan is a veteran half-step king, jingyàn is rich and observant. At first glance, the black light could not be hard-connected, and with a squeak, he tried his best to break free from the shackles, and jumped to the side before the black light was slightly coming. In her mind, it's not impossible to avoid for the time being, and Bijing's opponent still has to deal with her previous offensive!
But she was wrong, Linghu Jue didn't dodge at all, he Mingbái used this method is extremely risky, extremely dangerous, and can't avoid being hit hard, but he only has this only way to survive, Méiyou has the room to choose, he doesn't want to die, only to stand up and resist. With a "bang", the shield shattered, the vest was hit hard, and even the Xuan Feng in his body snorted, and the light flowing on the surface of the armor flickered. A mouthful of reverse blood surged up his throat, causing the fox to press down stiffly, and with the remaining strength, like a touch of phantom smoke, he flew away.
When Xiao Nan jumped back again, Yijing was more than ten feet behind! Leaping rapidly with a muffled sound, the pain of his heart tugged at the beating of his pulse, and the wound of his vest twitched even more like fire. His injuries were worse than he had estimated, and he and Xuan Feng were only in an equal contract, and the armor that Xuan Feng had transformed was only the defense of a mid-level battle lord.
The figure flew against the grass, and Xiao Nan also chased after it silently, and slowly approached! Although he couldn't see the situation outside, Xuan Feng could understand the predicament that Ling Hu Jue was in, and hesitated for a moment and said, "Let me shine out, block the pursuers, maybe there is still a glimmer of life." ”
Gritting his teeth and insisting, Ling Hu's eyes under the mask flashed with a chilling brilliance, his intentions were Xuanfeng, yes, ruguo had Xuanfeng's obstruction, he would definitely be able to get rid of Xiao Nan's entanglement and find a glimmer of life, but this kind of thing that let his brother die and Ziji live, even if he killed him and slaughtered his nine clans, he couldn't do it. So he said coldly: "No, ruguo, you can see through, and I will kill myself on the spot." His tone was firm and deep, so that Xuan Feng, who knew his character, immediately fell silent, and said slowly: "Why bother? ”
Ling Hu Jue bent his body tightly, and every time he jumped, it was like a spring that was stretched and expanded to the limit, and at the same time said coldly in his heart: "Ruguo, you are a brother to me, nàme either die together, or live together, not to mention, we may not die." ”
There is a reason for Ling Hu Jue to say this, just wanted to explain the situation, let Xuan Feng dispel the idea of doing something stupid, in the distance, a figure swept like a meteor in the sky, approaching rapidly, and the domineering momentum of the sky came overwhelming......ly!