Chapter 236: Immortal Presence (II)

The sea of blood condensed, forming a huge strange eye.

The catastrophe is overflowing, crisscrossing the heavens and the earth.

Everyone prepares to strike that earth-shattering blow.

And at the same time

Inside the Sea of Blood

At this moment, Su Wu's entire body and mind have been placed in the scene in front of him.

The inside of the eerie eyeball peak.

Bang blah blah blah blah~

The rippling sound of the waves kept coming. Zhang Tu and the others didn't expect that inside this mountain peak, there would be an endless sea of blood.

It's a real sea of blood, with no end in sight.

From time to time, there is a strange sound like a human groan of pain, which resounds from the depths of the ocean, fluttering, and transmitting.

They entered the interior of the eyeball mountain, and the place they went was the edge of the coast.

It can be seen that there are countless white bones, mixed with the mutilation of unknown beasts, from the depths of the sea of blood, with the waves rushing away.

Dense, covered with blood-colored sand.

This scene, even if it does not contain a strange and distorted story atmosphere, is particularly terrifying.

Uneasy

The thrill is coming.

"Look!"

"What's that?"

One of them pointed to the depths of the sea of blood and said.

What is it?

Everyone looked intently, only to see that there was a bloody cloud, rippling with blood, and it was a little blurry.

From time to time, blood-colored lightning burst from the clouds, crisscrossing the heavens and the earth.

Click~

Several more huge thunderbolts slid down, and through this fleeting light, everyone faintly saw what seemed to be twelve huge and vague figures, standing up to the sky and the earth, standing behind the dark clouds and fog, casting dark and deep shadows.

They seemed to sit on a huge throne, surrounding something, looking down at something.

This is......

Seeing that these heights were at least several thousand meters, and the shadows behind the dense fog, everyone's hearts quickly became uneasy.

The moment he saw this shadow, the painful groans he heard from the depths of the sea of blood suddenly expanded.

Instantly flooded my mind.

All kinds of incredible scenes emerge from my mind, a massive and chaotic amount of information, constantly impacting the fragile soul.

The sight is:

In the boundless and endless calamity, a man with huge blood-colored wings growing on his back stood on top of the mountain of corpses and the sea of blood, looking up to the sky and roaring. A strange giant eye, above his head, slowly opened.

There was also the sound of bones shattering in the deep darkness, and then the darkness dissipated, and countless white bones were densely spread between heaven and earth. In the deepest part of the bones, where the Flower of Death blooms, a throne of bones stands alone between heaven and earth, on which there is no living thing, only a lonely crown of bones.

They also saw that in this heaven and earth, at some point, thousands of miles away, raging flames, burning everything on the earth. The heavens are weeping, they are crumbling, the earth is wailing, they are crumbling.

The world is turned upside down, just because in the endless flames, there is an unknown existence, roaring wantonly.

And there were endless locusts, which seemed to fill the earth. There was no grain harvest, and eventually famine was everywhere, and countless deaths were born, giving birth to a terrifying story.

Wait a minute!

All of this

All the chaos, all the weird information, all the more......

"The Twelve Kings of the Scourge!"

"No, look no further!"

"We can't afford this kind of information. ”

"Ahh

Zhang Tu cried out in pain.

Even the golden cicada presided, the green tendons on his forehead appeared, constantly beating, his temples bulging high, beating at an incredible speed,

It's like you're going to get a headshot at any moment.

"No!"

"Help!"

"I don't want to ......"

The rest of the people were wailing in pain, and a few people who could not bear the information pollution heard the ...... before they could finish wailing

Bang bang bang!

All headshots!

The headless corpse still stretched out its hand in vain, its palm unconsciously slightly open, as if it was still asking for help.

Blood splattered all over the face.

The moist blood qi made the originally chaotic crowd instantly quiet.

With hideous faces, they suddenly sobered up.

This moment

The murmur of pain was gone.

The wails were gone.

What made everyone's scalps tingle even more was that there was still a boundless sea of blood in front of them, and there were no clouds, and there were no twelve black shadows.

What other horror scenes, what other story information that makes the mind explode.

A huge cavern appeared before their eyes.

The cave is very large, about a kilometer in diameter. The surrounding rock walls are covered with a thick viscous film, like the embryo that gave birth to a human being.

On top of the film, a liquid as thick as blood flows.

It's like a human vessel.

Countless blood vessels converged and eventually gathered in a pool of blood.

Inside the pool of blood, blood boiled.

Gurgling and bubbling.

A man who was facing everyone, with white bone wings growing on his back, and was wearing the robes of the presiding monk of the Great Compassion Temple, bowed his head slightly.

Half of his body invaded the pool of blood.

Bang bang!

The headless corpse fell to the ground with a slight bumping sound.

Some vascular-like things were slowly withdrawn from them, and it could be seen that the flesh and blood in the bodies of these immortal cultivators who had been shot in the head had long been gone, and the story species had also disappeared.

All that was left was a piece of human skin mixed with a little bone, and it fell to the ground.

"The third... The fourth ......"

Someone looked sad and angry, opened his mouth, and wailed.

"Information erosion!"

"It's such a strong story message, and it makes all of us understand it in an instant, and even construct some scenes contained in the story message in our minds. ”

Zhang Tu had a gloomy face and muttered to himself.

He didn't expect that as soon as he entered this cave, he and the others would be on the way, and the story information emitted by the unknown blood-source monster would actually make them enter the illusion realm.

If it weren't for the death of a few people, maybe this illusion would really become a real scene, and everyone would have died in it.

This is also the horror of certain kinds of stories, and the information they naturally emit can lead to human beings unconsciously seeing certain incredible sights or phenomena that they should not know or understand.

Although it is called an illusion, or an illusion, no one can say whether the illusion is real or not.

You think it's fake, but maybe it's true. True and false, illusory and true, nothing more than that.

"There are twelve black figures in that illusion.... It should be the Twelve Kings of Natural Disasters. ”

"They seemed to be watching something in the depths of the boundless sea of blood, watching something. ”

"It's possible that something happened in the distant past, somewhere in a mysterious place...... It's just that such a big sea of blood, I haven't heard of the existence of heaven and earth at all. And what are these twelve kings of the natural calamity doing?"

At this moment, Jin Chan presided over with a lot of thoughts.

But this information only flashed through his mind, and then he turned his gaze back to the guy in the pool of blood in front of him.

"Tonghui!"

"We're all here, are you going to stay silent?"

"Don't tell me, your poor brain was really eaten by the story seed!"

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