Volume 1 Fourteen Years of Snow Chapter 110 What Can We Believe?
Liuyunpei's powder fell to the bottom of the abyss.
There was no thunder in the clouds, and the howling wind came to an abrupt end.
Everyone's bodies freeze in place.
Heaven and earth are very quiet.
I don't know when Liang Xiaodao and Li Yinan appeared from a distance, saw Li Xiu in the crowd, and then walked to his side.
Li Xiu's appearance was a little embarrassed, especially the bright red on his clothes was very dazzling.
Liang Xiaodao's face became gloomy.
Gradually, more and more disciples of the academy appeared, and then gathered here.
Li Yinan looked at the unquit monk sideways and raised his eyebrows.
Bu Qu was stunned for a moment, and turned his head in embarrassment.
"What's the fuss?"
Liang Xiaodao picked up a small pebble and threw it under the crack, hitting the stone wall with a series of sounds.
Breaking the silence between heaven and earth.
There seemed to be a sound underground.
Liang Xiaodao's ears moved, and then his face changed.
"What's that sound?"
Li Xiu asked.
Liang Xiaodao didn't answer, his face was a little pale, and there was disbelief in the depths of his eyes.
There was a gurgling down there.
It's like boiling water.
Gradually, the smell of blood wafted up and into everyone's noses.
That's boiled blood.
Wang Buji suddenly stretched out a hand and slapped it on the ground, Tai Chi gossip was slamming vertically and horizontally, and everyone standing on the side of the crack was bounced out and fell far back.
Li Xiu spun around in the air to stabilize his body, and then reached out to catch Liang Xiaodao and Li Yinan on the left and right.
Squinted at Wang Buji.
"What are you going to do?"
He asked aloud.
Everyone was dozens of meters away from the crack at the moment.
Countless people looked at Wang Buer's back in amazement, and even their arms were trembling, and the person in front of them retreated dozens of meters with a wave of his hand.
And it doesn't look like a struggle.
How could a monk be so strong?
It's Xue Hongyi and Zifei back then, it's just that, right?
Wang Buji sighed, not caring about the opinions of those people, but still replied: "Everything is ready, only the south wind is owed." ”
Why not the east wind?
Li Xiu lowered his head and thought about it, thinking that this was very interesting, and then walked back and stood down beside him.
"You shouldn't have come here. ”
"If I'm a south wind, I should come. ”
"The south wind is still far away, but it's not you. ”
Wang Buji stretched his waist and said.
"I said yes, that's, no. ”
Li Xiu looked at him and said lightly.
It's tough and unreasonable.
Murong Xue stood behind and frowned, this person still seemed to be so domineering.
Liang Xiaodao nodded with satisfaction, this is what the future coach of Beidi should look like.
As soon as the words fell, he raised his right hand and spread his palm in the same way as Wang Buji.
The little flower on his finger moved, and a black figure appeared behind him.
There was a wind in the heavens and the earth, blowing the robe, which looked a little sloppy.
The black figure walked to Li Xiu's side and raised his right hand.
Petals floated in the air and fell beneath the cracks.
The figure vanished as if it had never existed.
Li Xiu's eyes were a little tired, and the little flower was slightly dim.
The wind is getting stronger.
This is the south wind.
The gurgling sound was no longer sound, but the smell of blood was getting stronger and stronger.
Suddenly, there was the sound of running water.
It rolled like a galloping horse, and the sand and gravel on the ground trembled.
A torrent rises from the ground and fills the entire abyss of the rift in the blink of an eye.
It is a long river composed entirely of blood and water, dividing the land of the Three Ancients in two.
The endless bright red stimulates everyone's pupils, and the smell of blood on the face is even more disgusting.
The bright red blood rushing between them was deafening.
The blood-colored mist rising from the surface of the river filled Zhou Tian, and when he looked up, it seemed that even the sky was dyed dark red, and it was terrifying and oppressive.
Li Xiu looked at this scene, only to feel that his scalp was numb, and a chill rose from the soles of his feet and rushed to his head, and the goosebumps all over his body couldn't help but rise.
Everyone watched this scene dumbfounded, and their timid legs couldn't help but tremble.
It was only at this moment that everyone understood the meaning of the words Ancient Battlefield Fragments.
The amount represented.
How many people are going to die in such a thousand-mile river of blood that is completely made up of blood?
That's a number that can't be imagined.
Gradually.
As time passed, the surging river of blood slowly subsided.
If you look down from the clear water, you can see the scenery at the bottom of the river, and if you're lucky, you may even see carp with their tails swinging and unsightly aquatic plants.
But this is a river of blood, destined to be muddy.
Li Xiu looked down and saw that there was nothing but blood red.
"Everything is evil, Amitabha. ”
Bujie stood in the distance, looking at this river of blood and sighed, with a bitter face.
His eyes were full of sorrow.
That's true compassion.
That's a desire to replace it.
Liang Xiaodao wanted to go over and take a look, but took a step but suddenly stopped.
There was an uproar in the crowd, and everyone looked at this scene in shock, and everyone gasped.
I saw that a piece of white bone suddenly appeared on the originally calm river, and the white bone gradually surfaced, revealing the whole picture.
It was hundreds of feet high, and the blood and water it brought up sprinkled on the ground on both sides, dyeing the ground dark red.
It turned out to be a gigantic keel.
Li Xiu looked up at it.
The body of the bone dragon swayed in the air, looking up to the sky and roaring, as if it wanted to tear the sky apart.
Li Xiu fell silent.
Li Yinan and Liang Xiaodao also fell silent.
They know what it means.
Because they have seen such scenes many times in the old alley.
The bone dragon roared silently in the air, and the dragon's body rolled and extinguished countless thunderbolts, wanting to stir up countless storms and clouds for the world.
Li Xiu's eyes gradually turned red, and then he made a big salute to the bone dragon.
"Li Xiu is willing to inherit the wishes of his ancestors. ”
Behind him, Liang Xiaodao and Li Yinan also saluted and said, "I am willing to inherit the will of my ancestors." ”
Their words were clear, so everyone present could hear them clearly.
They looked at each other, not knowing what was happening.
Zhong Liang took a step forward and made a big salute.
Then more than 100 academy disciples bowed in unison and saluted: "We are willing to inherit the will of our ancestors." ”
Countless people don't know what to do.
Wang Buer showed a smile, and the laziness and bitterness between his eyebrows turned into relief at this moment.
Promised.
Promised.
It's not just a realm.
The bone dragon stood tall in the air, its roar and its upward movement disappeared, its huge head was slightly lowered, and its hollow eyes, which had long lost their flesh and blood, stared at Li Xiu.
It seemed to nod, and there seemed to be a sound between heaven and earth.
Then he fell from the sky and fell into the river of blood.
Disappear.
Drift.
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PS: This chapter is not badly written, although it does not meet my standard of pride, but it also allows me to read two sentences in small pieces~~~