Chapter 170: The Soul Doesn't Disperse.
A burst of singing came, sometimes sad and complaining, sometimes high-pitched and majestic, faintly felt, this male and female duet, from the three words of the water cloud stream, because in the song, mixed with the cry of children, the clouds began to appear in the clouds, the men were covered in black robes, the women were dressed in colorful colors, a team of people did not rush to the depths of the stream, a team of people suddenly found my cunzài, screamed, rushed over, the leader shouted: "The alien race broke into the holy land, there is no forgiveness for killing" , A white bone spear stabbed with black light, and some of the others released poisons, some sacrificed spiritual objects, cast spells and chanted spells, although they were all blocked by the protective law realm, but the law realm had a tendency to collapse.
In my heart, the blistering knife swept away the dust, and where the spiritual power shock wave passed, the team of people either cut it in half, or their heads were in different places, and they breathed a sigh of relief in their hearts, but a strange scene happened, those corpses gradually vaporized, and reintegrated into the colorful clouds, and then more people rushed over, it was another round of attacks, and the mana was significantly stronger than the first round, and after killing the people again, the most unwanted result appeared, and sure enough, as just now, the corpses vaporized and merged into the clouds, and then there was a new round of attacks.
It's an illusion, but it's so real, so real that I can't find it when I probe it with a mirage. No matter how I rush left and right, I can't get out of the colorful clouds, the attacks are wave after wave without stopping, and the mana has also risen to the soul shaping realm, in addition to dealing with all kinds of magic weapons, but also to deal with pervasive poisons, the most terrifying is the soul, the sound wave spell, it can't be prevented, and the body has been hung with colors.
After only a moment, the mana was consumed terribly, and the people who rushed out of the fog seemed to be endless. It's a rhythm to be consumed. Tossing and turning try to avoid hard fighting. Saves mana. When the people who rushed out all had the strength of the late stage of the plastic god, and they were densely surrounded, I was a little desperate, even if I killed again, more and stronger people would pour out. With a wave of his palm, a sea of golden light spread like a wave, and those people burned the moment they touched it, turning into nothingness, no longer blending into the clouds.
The colorful clouds and mist scattered a few zhang of open space beside me, and I quickly took out a yuan crystal, and hurried to recover my mana, but in less than half a moment, the damn song sounded again. A figure appeared in the clouds and mist, and it repeated itself as before. This time, I learned well, and I directly used the Netherworld Golden Sun Fire to kill it, so I can always take a breath now. It seems that I am very dissatisfied with my negative workman, less than ten breaths, the song sounds, the figure in the fog rushes over, and then extinguishes it with the Netherworld Golden Sun Fire, five breaths, the song sounds, I am so sad and angry that I look up to the sky and yell, don't fight for a while, this damn song will not let me take a breath, mud horse, purely want to play with me!
An hour later, I was covered in wounds and voodoo, and my body appeared with five-colored spots that began to fester, and my soul looked languishing in the sea of consciousness. It's been a long time since I've been so badly injured, it's been a long time since I've felt it, so close to death. Holding a blistering knife in his hand, his eyes were blood-red and quietly waiting for the song to appear, he had already discovered that the vicious song was controlling the colorful clouds and mist, although he couldn't use his divine sense to investigate, but after an hour of discernment and calculation, he basically locked the position, and the final blow was forever eliminated. The song sounded as scheduled, flying up in the air, breaking the sea, in the roar of the blistering knife, a golden dragon roared out, the sunshine dragon scales were dotted with gold, and the colorful clouds and mist were split out of a channel, the golden dragon hit the three words of the water cloud stream, the stone wall cracked, the three words turned into gravel and scattered, the gravel ignited the golden flame, countless babies in the flames, the larvae were struggling, squeaking, making people creepy, how much sin did this have to create, in order to lay down this big array.
After the three words of the water cloud stream collapsed, a huge hole appeared on the stone wall, the colorful clouds and mist in the stream were quickly sucked into the hole, disappeared, the whole stream is not long, the divine sense probed it, there are countless white bones in the stream, there are monsters, there are also human beings, it is estimated that they are all left by the intruder, except for the hole, no other strange places were found, the secret realm should be in the hole, I was not in a hurry to enter, in the mouth of the stream under the protective array, summoned the Xuan sledgehammer to protect the law, exercise pranayama to heal, the injury is more serious than imagined, it is voodoo, can only use the Netherworld Golden Sun Fire, slowly clean up。
Three days later, the basic recovery fù over, flying to the edge of the cave, the cave is pitch black, the divine sense can not be probed to the end, a little apprehension in the heart, the previous lesson is very profound, venture into the secret realm, very dangerous, but at this step, do not go in and unwilling, is entangled, suddenly feel that there is something in the storage ring in the restless, take it out and see, it is from the crystal ball in the hands of the black witch sect leader, as if there is a sense, the crystal ball automatically emits a soft light, and at the same time a map appears on the surface of the ball, a small red dot is displayed at the entrance of the cave, the original crystal ball is hidden, the map of the witch cult holy land。
Holding the crystal ball, walking through the cave, I don't know how long it took, a multicolored light door appeared in front, it should be the condensation of clouds and mist in the stream, under the light of the crystal ball, five faces protruded on the door, when the closed five pairs of eyes opened at the same time, the five such as the pressure of the soul fell instantly, I was on full alert, in case of a sudden change, the cold eyes only stared at me, then turned to the crystal ball, the crystal ball flew automatically, five faces appeared on the crystal ball like rubbing, opened the mouth and began to murmur a mantra, so low that it was almost inaudible, half a moment later the five faces spit out one word in turn: down―――
The five faces disappeared, the door of light opened from it, and a heaven and earth appeared, and countless people knelt on the earth, and at the end of heaven and earth there were twelve statues, standing up to the sky and the earth. There is no life in heaven and earth, but there is an explosive breath that is full of it, containing a will that is unyielding, unwilling, and expectant. In front of each statue, there is a hill made of countless ribs, the crystal ball flies into the sky, slammed and shatters, and then twelve piles of ribs burn, and the kneeling people come out of the virtual shadows, some are like corpse dogs, some are like yin finch, some are stinky, and the body is turbid, that is the spirit! The body died for 7749 days, and the spirit was self-extinguishing, and those people did not know how many years they had been dead, but the spirit still kept the body, and the witchcraft was strange and unpredictable.
Countless seven spirits walked into the twelve fires, the miserable white fire rose, diffused into the air to form a sea of fire, conjured up an altar, twelve statues flew in, slowly opened their eyes in the raging flames, looked down on the earth indifferently, twelve flame steps, successive years of fire and altar, each soul picked up a rib, walked up to the altar, worshipped, integrated into the ribs, neatly stacked in front of the statue, a word echoed in the air: chasing souls! (to be continued......