Chapter 41: Wild Grass
The young man smiled slightly, and a purple ball gathered from his fingertips.
He flicked his two fingers, and the purple ball hit the ground and sank into the ground at the same time.
There was an ethereal and ethereal voice from all directions, almost at the same time, and the content of the voice was the same.
"The Ming Ming has fallen or not, and the spring has curled up in life and death. ”
The space twisted and swirled, melting and becoming viscous at the same time, turning into a puddle of purple swamps with purple arms sticking out of it.
The purple arms turned in unison, and suddenly extended indefinitely, and soon exceeded the usual length, grabbing something at the same time.
The red blood showed its form before it reached the young man's body, and all parts of his body were grabbed by the purple arm.
The teleportation was interrupted.
He stared at these purple arms, gradually revealing a look of horror, and he couldn't move even with all his strength.
"What the hell is this! It contains the power of true demons!"
The young man pointed at the heart of the red blood eyebrows and smiled evilly at him:
"The thing that hides the body of another person, and reveals your blood demon yin god to this seat. ”
Red Blood's complexion changed drastically, and he didn't have time to take off his body.
Purple hands tore every part of his torso, and retracted them back into the swamp.
Purple bubbles poured out of the swamp's surface, followed by bursting sounds, like boiling water.
Although it is not his own body, his soul dwells in it, and the pain is incomparably real. Even though his body had dissipated and returned to the body of the Yin God, he still screamed hoarsely in pain.
"Destroy the Yin Spirit Root Body that this demon has found with a hundred years of painstaking efforts, I will kill you! Chop you into meat sauce, imprison your soul, and use it as a Yin Spirit Lamp to burn for thousands of years!"
Stimulated by the extreme pain, the red blood instantly lifted twelve points of strength, bundled the dark red blood blade, and struck at the young heavenly spirit in front of him.
The sword shattered everything that passed, and if you tried to stop it from going in its direction, you would suffer unspeakable pain.
The young man didn't dodge either, and when the knife came down, it shook into a puddle of mud, and was immediately absorbed by the purple swamp.
Two hands suddenly stretched out from the boiling swamp, firmly grasping the red blood's feet, and the power around the blood knife was instantly absorbed.
Before Red Blood could react, the two hands pulled hard, and half of his body was suddenly pulled into the swamp.
He smelled the long-lost smell of death, and his complexion suddenly changed again, and while resisting this majestic suction, he completely infused the power of the Yin God with the blood knife.
Red Blood threw the Blood Knife in front of the altar without a pause, and before his body could be pulled into the swamp, the Blood Knife finally plunged into the ground with a few spins in the air.
At this time, he still had half of his head exposed, and he couldn't care about anything else between the life and death crisis, so he immediately raised his head and roared:
"With the blade of my yin blood, take thousands of killings, and turn into extreme evil, and enlighten the art of leaving the soul!"
As soon as the words of the red blood stopped, the blood knife trembled violently and bloomed with cold blood light, and the triangular blood-red enchantment was pulled up on the spot with it as the center, enveloping the purple swamp and the altar.
Immediately afterward, an extremely bright blood line fell from the top of the enchantment, piercing straight into the peak of the corpse mountain, running through the corpse mountain from top to bottom.
Thousands of terrible roars came from the corpse mountain, but the sound did not come from the corpse's mouth, but the muffled sound from the corpse's abdomen.
The originally stable mountain of corpses and the pool of blood suddenly trembled, and when the blood waves rolled wildly, the hideous heads opened their blood-colored eyes one by one, staring at the arms in the purple swamp, the headless corpses above rolled down one after another, and the corpses below began to struggle to withdraw from it, the screams became more and more violent and hissive, and the mountain shook everywhere, faintly with the potential of an alternative tsunami landslide.
Red Blood felt the force of the pull under his body stagnate, and his heart immediately relaxed, and his heart said that the person was afraid, if that person was not afraid, then he would definitely die!
"This purple swamp is really terrifying, I can't resist the power of that true demon, at least a few high-level true demons!"
His tricks didn't use a few times, but he was already at the end of his rope, and he was defeated in a flash, afraid of this irresistible force, and wanted to use the strongest trick to force the other party to take a step back.
Unexpectedly, the pair of strange hands separated one, just a little farther away from the blood knife, a purple magic hand conjured out, and then punched towards the blood knife, the blood knife suddenly broke into two, the enchantment also collapsed instantly, and the irritable corpse and the blood pool quieted down again.
Seeing this, the red blood's expression froze, and the chill in his heart could not be suppressed, and his heart was already sluggish for a moment.
The purple hand grabbed the red blood again, and pulled it down with both hands, pulling him completely into the purple swamp.
Red Blood seemed to have suffered unimaginable pain under the swamp, so that he raised his last strength and roared and struggled, half of his broken head came out of the purple swamp, and he could still see the endless horror clearly, and his expression was distorted far beyond ordinary people's thoughts, as if it had reached a level beyond the horror of life and death.
"This can't be! How many demons and demons have you killed?!"
Red Blood couldn't believe what he saw, most of the dead souls under the swamp he didn't know, and the few he knew knew about it through portraits, which made him forget about life and death and pain, leaving only endless madness.
A black hand with incomprehensible runes reached out, grabbed the bloody hair, and the other reached out to hold the top of his head.
His head gradually sank again.
"This demon is not convinced! This must be an illusion!", Red Blood struggled uselessly, and roared in despair, "You use the illusion to imprison me to death! You are extremely despicable! You are ruining my plan to Youzhou! You can't escape! You will not be able to escape from the wings!
After a while, there was no more cursing.
It's a long story, but it's only a few breaths.
There was a tumbling and shrinking sound in the swamp, and a chaotic humming sound could be heard from within, and from inside crawled a man covered in purple silt.
He stood up and shook his body, the mud shaken off, and he spat out a mouthful of mud.
At the same time, the purple swamp also disappeared.
The young man sat paralyzed in the pool of blood, pushed away the corpse pressed on his body, and fanned his nose with his hand, and his words were slightly ridiculous:
"You're still so disgusting! But this time it's changed a lot, at least not in front of me. ”
The young man did not answer this question, and took out a purple hairpin from his bosom, as well as a purple ring, both of which were small and delicate, and were obviously the ornaments worn by the woman.
There was malice in his indifference, and he said, "She's dead and crippled." When I saw her, she was unrecognizable and disgusting, almost unrecognizable. I really didn't want to move her, so I casually set a fire and simply cremated her together. didn't give her restraint, maybe the ashes were all blown away by the wind. ”
The boy's smile stiffened, and his hand was stretched out several times and retracted several times.
With a helpless sigh, he finally took the two things, and caressed each of their outlines with the back of his fingers, as if he could still smell a faint fragrance through the blood.
The boy's expression gradually became bitter, and he muttered, "Why didn't he come......?"
"You should know him better than I do, what kind of man he is, why do you ask me. The young man rarely brought a trace of real emotion, and said with a sneer, "You should understand, you can't do anything, isn't it time to die, Yaoyuan!." ”
The boy no longer looked at the ornament in his hand, and gently threw it at the young man, a deep exhaustion uncontrollably appeared on his face, and then swept through his internal organs until it spread to the depths of his soul.
"I already knew, but I didn't expect that it was you who came......"
The young man drew his sword, lowered his eyes, and wiped his two fingers over the blade, and the sword melted instantly.
"I'm not like him, it's not close enough. ”
The boy shook his head, turned his body, and turned his back to the youth.
He raised his head, his eyes were as bright as a yaoyao, and his gaze could not be blocked, and he could not see the stars outside the sky.
"You see, they're more beautiful now than they've ever been. The boy seemed to think of something, and suddenly smiled, "Daddy often says to me, Yuan'er...... Your eyes are more beautiful than the brightest stars. ”
The young man raised his hand and waved it gently, and the land was square and square to the sky, and the filth was clear.
Just a beam of light pierced the night, briefly taking away the light of the stars and moon.
Soon, the beam fell into the distance, and the trajectory broke the line.
The young man whispered, "Yes, it's beautiful. ”
As soon as the words fell, he suddenly covered his palm, and his slender knuckles stabbed rapidly.
The young man's voice was hoarse, and his breath was cold, condensing layers of frost.
"It's hot...... Through the ghost's breath and skin, the blood was still boiling. ”
He slowly closed his eyes, and then pulled his arm out, his skin was burned red, and the blood was still restless, accelerating the flow and circulation, always inexplicably seducing emotions.
"That's why I don't like you. ”
Before the boy fell to the ground and died, the young man summoned a pool of purple water and somehow merged with the boy to become one.
The young man licked the sweetness of his lower lip, and when he opened his eyes again, the two obsidian were of unknown depth, and they were full of specks of light.
If you look closer, they are connected into countless lines, constantly flowing and rotating, which are both relatively independent and a whole.
The young man flicked his long sleeves aside, splashing a curved black mark, which was still extremely hot, and continuous smoke was rising.
He stared at the wisps of floating smoke, and said slowly: "The sun is scorching, and the moon is shining." The white breath rises, and the ink ice falls. ”
The smoke was as soft as a feather, and it could not penetrate the gray mist until it mixed with it.
The black marks are still smoking, and it seems to be endless.
The young man's eyes flickered a little, and he pointed straight to the sky, his expression was almost crazy, and he said irritably:
"If you use your innate bloodline, you can drive the power of starlight with a single thought! If you try your best, you can even enslave it!
Nine inconspicuous dark stars outside the sky flashed nine beams of silver light each, passing through endless distances and barriers, and landing in nine directions of the city at the same time.
One of the beams of silver light fell very closely, expanding into a pillar as it landed, and this silver pillar was tilted three or four minutes, connected with the corresponding star in the sky, just shrouded in the black marks emitting smoke.
The young man turned and stepped into the pool of blood, step by step towards the mountain of corpses, and the blood flooded his knees, waist, chest, and throat......
"Cowardly chicks!", he mocked mercilessly before his head was submerged, "It is clear that the stars will be wet, and the weeds will be wet after all!"