Chapter Twenty-Three: The Torrent of the Human Heart

Refining the gods and returning to the void!

Wu Sheng's heart sank. Dao Gong's cultivation is so high, but he has been keeping it secret, which shows that his city is deep and arbitrary. Since you know the secret of the sword, it is equivalent to burying the root of the curse...... Many thoughts turned in his mind for a while, and he responded as usual in his mouth: "Since the fairy palace is the grid of gossip, it should turn the four elephants, follow the two rituals, and enter the middle palace." Although there are many treasures hidden in the corridor of the palace, they are all trivial and do not take care of it directly. ”

The two quickened their pace and walked straight through the porch. Along the way, there were more and more corpses, the scene was chaotic, the sound of killing in the golden pavilion and silver platform and the jade building and Qiongge everywhere shook the sky, and the colorful light of the treasures and the splashed blood flashed one after another. All ethnic groups fight for each other, fighting to the death, sometimes fiercely entangled, sometimes shouting back and forth, chasing and fleeing......

"Bang!" the old burning knife punched a few barbarians who were wielding axes and blocking the way. Wu Sheng saw a huge pool exposed behind him: white jade wall, carved by green dragons, the water color was rippling and shining, floating golden lotus, and a blue shadow could be faintly seen cruising under the lotus leaf.

"Dao Gong, this pool should be the green dragon position of the four elephants, but ......" Wu Sheng hesitated for a moment and said, "There is a little bit of the cyclic alternation of the four elephants, which is not in line with the previous fire leaving the door." ”

"In the treasure land of Xianfu, there are always things that cannot be seen through. "The old burning knife doesn't think so, a scholar who talks on paper, how can he solve the real mystery of the fairy family?

Wu Sheng shook the feather fan silently, and looked at the previous guest-host relationship, he repeatedly hinted. However, Dao Gong is greedy and obsessed, and he can't listen to the words that go against his ears.

As far as he could see, the pool was crowded with people, eager to try, and his faces were glowing with excitement. If you look closely, it looks like the red faces of those evil spirits.

A strange aroma suddenly wafted out, and the golden lotus shrank at a speed that was recognizable to the naked eye, and a lot of silver lotus pods formed in it. The lotus canopy of "Beep Bib ......" cracked one after another, revealing a grain of fiery red lotus seeds, crystal clear, full and tender, and the rich fragrance seems to make the pores of the whole body open comfortably. Even if Wu Sheng was far away, he couldn't help but speak with relish, his heart and spleen were refreshing, as if he had been washed by Ganlin.

"Plop!" someone jumped into the pool in desperation, reaching for the lotus canopy. The blue shadow scurried over, and with a claw, the man's neck broke, and his head fell into the water, and he sank. Biying stirred up a bunch of waves, raised his neck and roared loudly, with a deer antler hump's head and carp scales and eagle claws, it was clearly a small green dragon with a divine horse.

"It's a dragon! Isn't this thing extinct?" "I heard that if you eat a dragon, you will have the power of a dragon in your flesh!" "Stupid! It should be taken as a pet!"

Everyone was eyeing each other, gearing up, and the greed in their hearts was even hotter. "Boom!" The water surface exploded, and I don't know who hit a burst of qi first, and then nearly a hundred qi flames shot wildly, hitting the angry waves, deafening, the little green dragon threw up and rolled down, flicking its tail and letting out a roar of pain.

"The lotus seeds are withered!" a Yaksha woman screamed.

On the surface of the water, the silver light of the lotus pods became dim, the skin began to wrinkle, and the lotus seeds dried up little by little, turning into blue-gray dirt one after another.

Everyone shouted, scrambling to rush into the pool, some rushed to the little green dragon, and more went to pick lotus flowers. A dog hunter pulled off the lotus pod and stuffed it into his pocket, and was shocked to find that the lotus seeds were still shrinking. "Click!" he simply took a bite of the lotus pod and devoured it.

A trace of fishy mucus oozed from the pores of his body, his hair gradually brightened, and the irrepressible qi and blood penetrated out of his body, stirring up waves of water.

"Cut the hair and wash the marrow, and be reborn!" The tiger on the side was surprised, grabbed a handful of lotus seeds and stuffed them into his mouth. Everyone competed to follow suit, and sometimes they fought endlessly for the lotus seeds.

Blood splattered, and the old burning knife punched the Hui woman on the opposite side to death, snatching the lotus pod from her hand. "Dao Gong, this is an unknown thing, be cautious!" he looked back, Wu Sheng looked anxious, shook his head and waved his hand.

The old burning knife hesitated slightly, but still swallowed the lotus seeds. The lotus seeds melted immediately when they met Jin, as if a fine stream of fire rushed into the lungs, the qi and blood in the whole body immediately rose, the red light on the face loomed, and the limbs were full of strength.

Wu Sheng opened his mouth, but finally didn't say anything. He stood abruptly, the figures in front of him were surging, all of them were crazy and grabbing food, his face was full of red light, and even his skin revealed a faint blue. In a trance, he seemed to stand alone in the frescoes of the palace corridor, surrounded by evil spirits dancing and howling......

"Boom!" The light and flames flashed, the air waves stirred, and more than a hundred blades slashed at the little green dragon again and again, hitting it with a roar and rolling, and its claws frantically pounced. Blood stained the pool red, and more people rushed to it as people fell......

"Poof!" A burly Kunlun slave fought back on the verge of death, and the tip of the knife stabbed into the belly of the little green dragon, and the dragon's blood was not splashed, and the dragon's belly showed a piece of scale bronze with a hard texture and a cold light.

Horcrux! The old burning knife's body was shocked, and his heart was hot. What kind of green dragon is this, it is clearly a Horcrux that has not yet transformed into a mature Horcrux!

The so-called Horcrux is a weapon that is born with a soul and consciousness: it is familiar with change, good at supernatural powers, can sit and walk, know joys, sorrows, and sorrows, and is more like a special creature between people and weapons. Even if it is a high-ranking clan of Jin Chu, a Horcrux is enough to be regarded as an heirloom treasure!

"Peng!" the water column was stirred high, and the old burning knife stepped on the waves, his fists were like a mountain, like a fierce tiger killing into the flock.

The blade shattered under the fist, the head shattered under the fist, and the blood was thrown under the fist...... In the end, the old burning knife was covered in blood, stepped on the corpses full of pools, grabbed the little green dragon with one hand, and let it twist desperately in the palm of his hand until it slowly turned into its original form - a bronze Boyue dragon head knife.

"Hahahaha!" he laughed and swung his knife, the sound was like a landslide and the ground cracked, and the white jade giant pool split in two in the cold sword light.

"Follow the two rituals and enter the middle palace. The old burning knife glanced at Wu Sheng, who was dejected, and said with a frown. I thought that this person was quite bold and insightful, but I didn't think it was a waste, and I got rid of it afterwards.

Wu Sheng sleepwalked like an old burning knife and staggered all the way. On the way, corpses were everywhere, rivers of blood flowed, and all the tribes were killed like crazy, and they cut down people when they saw them, and robbed them when they saw treasures.

"The Ghost Sect Leader Yin Jiu You is dead!" "The news came from the 'Grass Rat', and the news leaked last night!" "The Ghost Sect is finished, kill the tiger!"

Wu Sheng suddenly heard someone shouting, and a group of horses chased after him like a whirlwind, surrounded several tigers and smashed them to death. More people joined the ranks of encircling and suppressing the tigers, and the chaotic killing scene was like cooking oil on fire, intensifying.

"Boom!" The old burning knife carried the Boyue Dragon Head Knife on his back, and beat a tiger into flesh and blood with one punch. Blood splashed on Wu Sheng's forehead, and he suddenly came back to his senses, looking gloomily at the back of the old burning knife.

Dao Gong, the fate of you and me is over. He slowed down, quietly turned into a corridor, and fled out following the premonition of the Seven Exquisite Hearts.

The flow of people fighting rushed from all directions, this is the rolling torrent of people's hearts, and no one is able to stop it.

Outside the Nightmare Lake, Zhi Hunt really asked Qingfeng for swordsmanship, and suddenly raised his head and frowned slightly.

A red and fiery shadow flew towards the lake.

It's Red Mercy Snow.