Chapter 281: Killing God's Whole Family Bucket
Emperor Zhu Wuhuang clutched his waist and turned over, and collapsed on the thick iron chain with his face on his back.
These chains, the thickness of an adult's thigh, seemed to emerge from the abyss underground, tangled with each other like vines in this circular space.
Above his head, he was shrouded in chaotic black smoke, and the light faded, and he could barely see the general situation beneath the abyss.
And no one would have thought that under this Dingshen Mountain, there would be such a hidden world.
The Great Zhu Wuhuang, who was curled up on the iron chain, had already secretly urged the spiritual power in his body, and at the same time looked around vigilantly.
After tentatively calling the names of Nizi and the Blood Soul Escape, he found that there was no reply, so Emperor Zhu Wuhuang kept silent, and the whole person crawled slowly towards the wall on the iron chain.
The layers of walls built in the abyss are quite suitable for the dwelling of a group of ancient gods in the big fish and begonias, the only difference is that the walls under the abyss are more magnificent and huge.
The spiritual power in his body was mobilized to the peak, and Da Zhu Wuhuang flexibly jumped into the corridor belonging to this layer.
As soon as he stood firm, a pair of red eyes suddenly appeared on the wooden doors and windows in front of him.
When such a scene appeared coldly, Emperor Zhu Wuhuang's scalp was numb, and he almost screamed.
"Crunchβ"
The wooden door opened, and a black-robed man walked out of the room, carrying an oil lamp in his hand, and looked at the uninvited guest in front of him with red eyes.
The 'God Killing Messenger' Emperor Zhu Wuhuang was stunned for a moment, and after quickly finding out the strength of the black-robed man in front of him, he used the spiritual power in his body and prepared to strike first.
You know, in this killing world, no one is innocent, and mercy will only make you more passive.
However, the black-robed man who had the strength of the God Killing Envoy still looked at Emperor Zhu Wu calmly, and he didn't mean to do anything at all.
The next moment, all the wooden doors in this corridor opened together, and one by one the black-robed people walked out of the door, and the condensed aura like a substance almost drowned the Great Zhu Wuhuang like a tide.
If the two god-killing envoys, Great Zhu Wuhuang, can barely cope with it, at the moment, the god-killing envoys who are gradually appearing are numbering in the hundreds of thousands.
"Goo-to-duh..."Emperor Zhu Wuhuang swallowed with difficulty, and his palms that were brewing a big move were also rubbed together.
He only felt like an innocent little virgin who had been stripped naked, mercilessly thrown into the nest of the enthusiastic old bustard, and his hair stood on end with his scalp.
As the black-robed men walked out of the room in the corridor, a pair of crimson pupils almost reflected the dim space with a red halo.
Emperor Zhu Wuhuang even had the heart to die on the spot, he didn't expect that there would be so many god-killing messengers in this walled building.
Step by step, a group of god-killing messengers gradually approached.
"Brothers... I'll jump down by myself, and I won't bother you..."The big Zhu Wuhuang, who was holding on to the railing, said without tears, "You go in and rest..."
The God-Killing Envoy led by him turned a deaf ear and gradually approached the Great Zhu Wuhuang with an oil lamp.
"You are trying to force Lao Tzu to death!" Da Zhu Wuhuang wailed in his heart, his legs were already clamped on the railing, and he was ready to jump down directly when he saw that the situation was wrong.
In the one-yuan world, Zhu Wuhuang, who was talking and laughing with a lot of bigwigs, would have thought that he would have the day of jumping off the cliff, and he couldn't help but feel sad.
Just when Emperor Zhu Wuhuang was about to kick his legs and resign himself to his fate, the god-killing envoy led by him spoke, "Who are you and why are you here?"
When Emperor Zhu Wuhuang heard that there was a play, he hurriedly wanted to defend himself, but he never thought that he was squatting on the railing at this moment, under him together, his body was out of shape, and he was lying straight back...
And behind the Great Zhu Wuhuang is the invisible abyss, and the cobweb-like knotted iron chains.
"Ahh
The huge inertia made the Great Zhu Wuhuang fall extremely fast, just like a rag doll, repeatedly smashed on the chain and then fell...
Seeing that Emperor Zhu Wu had fallen, the god-killing envoy led by him hurriedly shouted, "Chase quickly, don't let this person disturb the rest of the adults!"
After finishing speaking, I saw thousands of crimson rays of light burst out at this moment, like a meteorite surging towards the abyss.
After some hard struggle, Emperor Zhu Wuhuang barely stopped his body and lay on the chain.
Before he could catch his breath, a crimson halo suddenly lit up above his head, and he rushed straight to Emperor Zhu Wu.
At this moment, a familiar aura swept from below, and then a blood-red soul picked up the Great Zhu Wuhuang and fled downward.
The Great Zhu Wuhuang, who was caught in the squeaky nest, almost couldn't hold back his tears when he saw that the person who came was a bloody soul.
"I didn't expect you to sacrifice yourself as a Savior, I really didn't misunderstand you, good brother for life!"
The Blood Soul Retreat laughed, and the Great Zhu Wuhuang accelerated and fell again.
Strange to say, after chasing for a few more moments, the hundreds of God-killing envoys stopped pursuing and returned the same way without a trace of hesitation.
"What's the matter, can you just let me go like this" Emperor Zhu Wuhuang, who was all in his eyes, secretly wondered, "Could it be that he is afraid of the strength of the blood soul escape, but the blood soul has become a remnant soul, and his own strength has long shrunk to the point where he can deter others"
The blood soul that was like a cloud and mist suddenly stopped without any warning, and the old and unserious face was rarely solemnized.
The abyss, which became darker and deeper as it fell, made the visibility even rarer, and I could barely see that there were still walled buildings around me.
The originally dead and silent abyss wall has undergone a slight change at this moment.
A dark red, distinct from red, lit up in one of the walls.
Then, two... Sandao...
Ten Ways...
Momochi!
The dark red that lit up from all directions was like the pupils of a lone wolf on the desert steppe, bloodthirsty and cold.
"No, it can't be... How could there be so many..."The Blood Soul looked around and muttered unconsciously.
Great Zhu Wuhuang had already noticed the change here, swallowed his throat and said, "These, shouldn't they all be God-killing overlord-level masters?"
"Impossible, impossible, how can there be so many here, it must be fake, it's all an illusion!" The blood soul retreated from the world and didn't want to believe it, but the information revealed from his eyes seemed to have confirmed the words of the Great Zhu Wu Emperor.
The dark red light that appeared again was the unique aura that belonged to the Killing God Overlord level in this Killing Realm.
Great Zhu Wuhuang's heart was bitter, since he fell under this abyss, he had seen more god-killing envoys than in the entire killing realm, not to mention that there were more than a hundred overlord-level ones!
What a concept
It's simply a god-killing family bucket!
......
In the aura of the space, Hao Yourong, who was bored, suddenly realized that the Great Zhu Wuhuang, who was in the killing realm at this time, did not know when he completely disappeared.
It's as if there has never been such a person in the entire killing world.
"It shouldn't be that he has already broken through this dualistic world, but how long has this thing only been in this world, how can a year be shorter than the time it took that madman!" Hao Yourong was anxious in his heart, and even if he used his spiritual sense to thoroughly investigate in this dualistic world.
Soon, Hao Yourong opened his eyes, with a strange look on his face.
'How the hell did this guy break into there'
At this time, under the abyss surrounding the tower, Emperor Zhu Wuhuang was trembling with his blood soul in his arms.
The god-killing overlord who gathered from all directions, although it was not as numerous as the god-killing envoys of the upper layer, the aura that escaped was even more terrifying.
In the killing world, only in the big city will there be a chance of a god-killing overlord, but at this moment, more than a hundred people have appeared under this underground in one go, which makes the head of the Great Zhu Wuhuang appear in a state of panic.
The god-killing overlords who were like demonic little suns appeared from the walled building, and then surrounded the Great Zhu Wuhuang.
The matter has come to this point, Emperor Zhu Wuhuang was ruthless, looked at the retreat who was a little trembling on the side and said, "How many can you fight?"
"I can't beat a single one..."
"I said that you are a serious god-killing master, and you can't even fight a god-killing overlord."
"Hey, I said I'm a remnant, and I haven't recovered my two layers of strength, so how can I hit the head?"
"Shut up Lao Tzu!" said Emperor Zhu Wu with an angry bitter face, he was thinking about how to die more comfortably later, or use a golden gun to not fall, maybe he could still be fooled.
Just thinking about it, one of the god-killing overlords rushed to the front of the Great Zhu Wu Emperor first, his eyes stayed on the Blood Soul Escape for a moment, and then looked at the Great Zhu Wu Emperor, "Come with me, the Lord said he wanted to see you." β
Emperor Zhu Wuhuang was stunned for a moment, a little incredulous, "See, see me"
There was no nonsense, the God Killing Overlord directly pushed the back of the Great Zhu Wuhuang with his hand, and fell down again.
The Blood Soul retreated to the world and breathed a sigh of relief, and hurriedly transformed into a long knife and fell into the hands of Emperor Zhu Wu.
Quickly falling downward, the darkness that was already invisible gradually faded, replaced by a clear light that was about to clear.
At the same time, the greater the horror of Emperor Zhu Wu's heart, because he found that under this abyss, he actually began to have a strong aura!
You know, this entire dualistic world doesn't even have the slightest aura except for the power of killing!
Right now, there is such a strong aura under this abyss.
Emperor Zhu Wuhuang couldn't wait to strip off his clothes immediately and swim in this aura.
Unleashing the aura under the abyss of the frenzied whale swallowing every pore, the lotus platform that had been dimmed for most of the dantian began to unfold slowly.
The god-killing overlord who was entrusting Emperor Zhu Wu naturally noticed the strange changes around him, and at the same time, he was also a little puzzled, this outsider who seemed to be like a little chicken boy seemed to be getting stronger and stronger now
I don't know how long it fell, but when there was no more half of the suspended chain around, it was the deepest part of the abyss.
The aura that was so dense that it was almost substantial turned into a veil-like golden cloud, slowly stretching in the deepest part of this abyss.
"Whoa..."
Stream-like streams stretched across the ground into the invisible clouds, dwarf trees of unknown herbs sprung up beside the stream, and white jade-like footstones covered the ground.
Everything as far as the eye can see, like a spiritual fairyland,
In the meantime, Emperor Zhu Wuhuang was a little intoxicated for a while.
After sending Emperor Zhu Wu here, the more than 100 god-killing overlords consciously retreated, and then flew away.
Emperor Zhu Wuhuang, who came back to his senses, of course, did not forget to do his business, and took the stream water in his big hand and poured it into his mouth.
Immediately afterwards, he took out dozens of jade bottles of all sizes from the space, poured the spiritual milk in the jade bottles directly into his mouth, and then stretched the bottles into the stream with a flushed face, and continued to pour them into the stream.
Emperor Zhu Wu, who was pitted by the system all the way, had already cultivated a pair of poisonous eyes, and as early as when he entered this space, he immediately stared at the stream in front of him.
This stream is not an ordinary stream, but by the aura to a certain extent after the accumulation of time and accumulation, is more cherished than the spiritual milk more cherished spiritual treasure, not only that, this stream of various mysterious herbs, but also add a bit of rich medicinal properties.
Great Zhu Wuhuang could already think about how much money these more than ten bottles of spirit treasures could be sold for after leaving this killing realm.
Just when Emperor Zhu Wuhuang was holding the bottle and smirking, a cough interrupted his reverie.
"There are still people!" Da Zhu Wuhuang probed around with a ghostly head.
A few meters away from him, the rich aura was dissipated, and an elegant middle-aged man in a white shirt was looking at Emperor Zhu Wu with a smile.
At this time, the middle-aged man sitting by the stream was holding his trouser leg and soaking his feet comfortably in the upstream position...
In other words, what Da Zhu Wuhuang drank just now was this middle-aged man's foot soaking water...
"Gross..."Emperor Zhu Wuhuang hurriedly covered his mouth and swallowed the stomach of spiritual milk that he almost spit out.
The middle-aged man laughed, lifted his feet out of the stream, and took out a white towel from the back basket behind him and wiped it.
"I definitely didn't drink the foot-washing water, I definitely didn't drink the foot-washing water..."Da Zhu Wuhuang said with a bitter face.
"I don't know what to call the little brother," the middle-aged man stood up and said with a smile, his eyes clear.
Although this middle-aged man behaved approachable, Emperor Zhu Wuhuang didn't believe that just the god-killing overlord who lived under this abyss could be reflected from the side, and the middle-aged man in front of him was not a good type.
After a short period of thought, Emperor Zhu Wuhuang arched his hand and said, "The younger generation Emperor Zhu Wuhuang has seen his predecessors." β
The middle-aged man smiled and waved his hand, "I'm not a senior, you can call me seventeen." β
"Seventeen, what is this name" Emperor Zhu Wuhuang thought to himself, and then smiled with chrysanthemums on his face, "I've seen seventeen seniors." β
The middle-aged man raised his eyebrows and smiled, "Little brother, do you want to eat some fruit?"
Emperor Zhu Wuhuang was about to refuse, but when he saw the fruit in the middle-aged man's hand, he couldn't help but swallow his saliva.
Although Emperor Zhu Wuhuang has no concept of some heavenly and earthly treasures, he has long been fed by the system, and he can still distinguish between good and bad.
At present, the fruit that this middle-aged man is holding out is by no means comparable to ordinary ordinary products.
And then. β
Emperor Zhu Wuhuang hurriedly caught the fruit thrown over, and after thinking about it again, he took a tentative bite.