Chapter 219: Natural Disaster Diagram and Text (Ask for Subscription)

Blooddoer Center.

In front of a huge mountain like the left eye of a man.

Jin Chan, Zhang Tu and others finally came here after a lot of hardships and trekking through mountains and rivers.

Obviously, the last section of the road is only less than one or two kilometers, but it is extremely difficult to walk, and seven or eight people died before it was difficult to walk.

"The strange attack is becoming more and more mundane, especially the last part of the road, it is frantically attacking us, it seems that this is indeed the center of the blood robbery, and our arrival is beginning to make it uneasy. ”

Jin Cicada looked at the mountain peak in front of him and said in a deep voice.

Along the way, the tin staff in his hand also became tattered, and it was obvious that the last part of the road was not as easy for him as before.

We have to put 12 points of effort into coping.

"It's good to get there, damn it, if you don't get here, the royal worship group will really be wiped out. ”

"However, not to mention the previous things, I'm curious, how can we find the source of the Blood Tribulation?"

"This mountain peak is not big, but it is not small, who knows where the source of the blood tribulation is hidden here? ”

Zhang Tu let out a long breath, then frowned again, and asked.

Indeed, although they have reached this so-called central area, everyone still does not know what the source of the blood tribulation is.

It can't be the whole mountain in front of you!

And it is nonsense to find the source of the blood tribulation, defeat the blood tribulation, and thus prevent it from spreading outward.

So now, they will face an even more difficult problem, how to find the source of the blood tribulation, how to confirm its identity!

Time is running out for them.

"To be honest, this hellish place, except for the many patterns and words, I think everything looks like the source of the blood tribulation. ”

An immortal cultivator, with a pale face, shrugged his shoulders and said.

now

In front of this huge eyeball mountain, the void condensed the blood qi to the extreme, and the blood qi turned into blood clouds, constantly conjuring up all kinds of skulls, death and other hideous patterns.

A stream of blood springs flow down from the peaks of the Eyebead Mountain, and at first glance they look like blood vessels in the eyes.

Whining~

A whistling sound similar to the yin wind, from time to time came from the hollow place of the mountain peak, and the yin wind roared angrily, as if it was breathing.

Here on the mountain, there is no longer any Manzhu Sawa in sight, and the White Bone Road has long since disappeared.

"What we're looking for, its message, should be in these words and patterns, see what's there. ”

Jin Cicada is still relatively experienced and took the lead in making suggestions.

There are as many as 12 patterns in total.

Each one is enormous, at least a few hundred square meters, scattered in the very center of the mountainside.

The first three of them have been completely destroyed, as if they were deliberately crossed out, or by a landslide, and the things on the pattern have long been blurred, and it is impossible to distinguish what they are.

The fourth to the ninth panels, although not all of them are destroyed, are quite sparsely recorded, with some abstract and distorted patterns.

The fourth depicts the drought of the earth, or it may be related to fire. You can see the scene of the earth depicted on it, the earth is dry and cracked, and the ground is thousands of miles away.

"The King of Drought... His name is Lord of the Flames..."

Jin Chan recited the text message above.

These characters are written in a different script from the current mainstream Terran language, which is like a small square block, with a beautiful font, which is more concise than the current mainstream text, but beautiful.

The reason why we know this is because when we write these words, the words are attached to the written spiritual information, and even if you don't know these words, you can understand what is written under spiritual contact.

It's just that the words on this fourth pattern are also missing a lot, and Jin Cicada just read out the information of these words.

"The King of Drought... Lord of Flames?Strange, what kind of writing are these words?The old man has never seen such a written word in so many years. ”

"Zhang Tu, you are the royal family of Wusi Country, have you ever seen it?"

Jin Cicada asked Zhang Tu, who was frowning tightly on the side.

The latter opened his mouth, as if he wanted to say something, but he didn't say anything, and shook his head directly, that is, he had never seen it.

He actually had a vague impression that the royal family of the Uss Kingdom had found several similar ones in the fragments of the Nine Secluded Lands they had discovered.

At first, I thought it was the strange inheritance words of the Nine Shadows, but now it seems that it ......

Looking at Zhang Tu and not wanting to say anything, Jin Cicada's eyes were uncertain, he snorted coldly, and continued to look at the fifth one.

The fifth, which depicts the boundless ocean, no, is more like a flood falling from the sky, anyway, it has to do with water.

It's like the story of the ancient sky falling in the legend of this world, the water of the Milky Way pouring down, and the world becoming an ocean.

Could it be that this painting is about ancient times, the skyfall event?

Although it has been too long since that sky collapse event, so far away that it is in the era of ancient mythology, the incident of mending the sky with one hand of a great god covering the sky and making up for the sky has been passed down for a long time, and even now, it is the most famous story in the mortal world.

Just find a child, and you can know the story of mending the sky.

"The Lord of the Floods... Its name ......"

In this pattern, there is even less text information, there are just a few words, and even what the specific name is, does not appear.

"Lord Jin Cicada, have you noticed that the pollution power carried by this pattern and text message seems to be very heavy. ”

"We just took a brief look at the content of the text, and we felt a headache, and the stories were beating uneasily. ”

"When I see the King of Drought, I feel thirst burning all over my body, and when I see the King of Floods, I feel that my body is immersed in endless water. What the hell are these things, why are they just some pictorial text, and they have such a powerful polluting force. ”

Someone came forward with a pale face and trembled and asked.

The others also looked over.

They really don't dare to continue watching, that immersive feeling is simply not too bad.

Some people with low strength, after looking at these patterns for a long time, their bodies seem to have corresponding mutations, and the story species in their bodies are also stimulated by these pollutions, in the uneasy beating, in a more intense way, polluting the driver itself.

"Powerful pollution, just some textual information, is almost comparable to confronting the story. ”

"If you are below the condensation period, don't look at these patterns and words, and if you are below the fifth layer of the condensation period, you are only allowed to see the fourth to seventh patterns. Above the five floors, you can see all the patterns. However, we must monitor our own status, and stop it in time once we find that the pollution erosion is aggravating. ”

After saying this, Jin Cicada looked at the pattern again and muttered to himself: "If I am not mistaken, these patterns are likely to record ......"

"The Twelve Kings of the Scourge!"

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