Chapter 341: The Battle of the Soul (11) Fragile Lives

At the end of the slate bridge, there is an open space of more than 20 zhang, and there are thirty-three small white bamboo shoot-shaped seedlings growing in the clearing. The tip of the small seedling sticks out of the ground, not a little green, white, round, smooth and smooth, like a woman's jade fingers sticking out of the black soil. It is not tall, only a foot high, and the white and tender truth seems to be the heart of a bamboo shoot that has been peeled. Tender pretty.

In front of the clearing is a semi-circular pool, in the middle of which are some bare tree roots, like pythons, like coiling dragons, intertwined roots, densely bound in the pool, extending to the stone wall, the whole front of the rock coiled with gray roots.

Each root has an ancient vigor, and the twisted strength is tightly intertwined. It seems to be about to break the roots of the trees that are coiled together, and some of the roots seem to be unable to withstand the entanglement of each other, and the cracked texture is twisted to the side, and the cracks and threads are swirled into the rock.

On both sides of the root and the pool, there are two flying streams that go straight down the waterfall, and when you enter the light gate, you hear the roaring sound of the waterfall, which is the roar of the waterfall.

The waterfall is not high, only more than ten zhang, and it is actually sprayed down like a pillar from a water-like vortex between the black stones, forming a huge curtain of water, hanging on the top of the root, surging on a human-shaped convex stone. In an instant, it split into two streams and landed in the pools on both sides of the pool, splashing thousands of splashes and smashing countless beads from the point of falling to the distant water surface. In the blink of an eye, it melts into the turquoise water.

This is the source of the Great Mixed River?

With a little puzzled on their faces, the saints slowly walked into the open space, carefully bypassing the small white bamboo hearts. Intently stared at the swirling vortex of black stone.

Although this waterfall pours down like the water of the Milky Way, the water of the torrent is like thousands of horses galloping, and thousands of waves slide down. However, no matter how big the waterfall is, it is only a small part of the water flowing at the mouth of the Desire Cave, where does the rest of the water go?

Although the saints had some doubts in their hearts, they still couldn't withstand the ecstasy in their hearts. Found the source. It means a surprise, that is, to achieve advancement. Yes, how to advance, and where is the secret of advancement?

All the saints looked around, and all the eyes of the last were focused on the small waterhole under the roots,

This little waterhole is very, very special. The surrounding waterfalls are like thousands of beasts wrestling and rolling, splashing several feet high, but not a drop of water falls into the small pool.

The waterhole is as quiet as a mirror, as crystal clear as a transparent crystal stone, and you can see the interlaced root system at the bottom of the pool, and there are some small bags between the roots. There are various colors of flowers, such as a piece of delicate pebbles, dotting the calm bottom of the pool. The bright surface of the pond is smooth and clean, without waves, like dark green jade. Crystal clear. It's more like a pool of stagnant water, covered with that bleak desolation.

Suddenly, the water in the pool seemed to be heated, tumbling, and huge bubbles came from the bottom of the pool. Boom, boom. Puff puff burst on the surface of the pool with clusters of air columns.

"Ah", the crowd exclaimed. Step back.

The saint reacted faster, and was about to disappear by the pool. The waterhole splashed violently. A black cusp flew out of the depths of the pool. Poof, on a phantom that was about to fade.

The phantom turned into a solid body, and the black tips went straight through the head of the saint. Then the tip of the root is planted in the ground. With a pop, it pierced through the priest's neck and into the abdomen.

The saint's whole body twitched with high frequency. It's as if there's a powerful suction. It sucks the blood and bodily fluids of the holy priests in its body. There was a soft thud, and the priest's clothes burst into shreds.

The body of the saint is slowly shrinking, the skin is slowly melting, the blood-red muscles have long disappeared, the internal organs are sucked clean, and the whole person is left with only a snow-white skeleton.

In the teleportation, the saints wanted to crush the spar back to the city, and they used their strength several times. Hedron is as hard as diamond. In the confusion, a saint felt a pain from her lower body to her head, and her beautiful pupils disappeared. The seductive eyes turned into a hollow in an instant. With a soft sound, the wet clothes, which had not yet dried, turned into tiny pink shadows and fell on the black earth.

The carcass of that beautiful jade drop, which did not have time to be displayed for the beloved, was like a delicate and pink real statue, standing on the colorful earth.

An amazing, incredible scene appeared in the clearing. Thirty-two holy women, thirty-two beautiful and vivid lives, thirty-two young girls with dreams of sainthood. He was set alive in the open space of twenty feet.

Every girl does not lose her beautiful posture, in that moment of panic, fear, and flight, the beautiful heart still maintains the most beautiful curve, and maintains the most beautiful surprise at the end of life. However, that beauty can't change fate, can't change the reality in front of you.

The white, round, and pointed bamboo hearts in the open space ruthlessly penetrated every beautiful carcass. It turned out that those small, weak little buds that couldn't withstand the collision turned out to be the demons that ended the lives of these beautiful girls.

Hiss, a long, merciless, terrifying sucking sound. The beautiful carcass is gone, and the delicate and smooth skin is gone. A petite skeleton fell from the sky. The slapping fall makes people's hearts ache and they want to cry.

The slender root tip that stood upright in the air had turned red, and in the mist, the rhizome kept twisting, as if enjoying the beautiful blood food. In the blink of an eye, the slender root tips retracted into the black soil again, as if they had grown a little taller than before.

The bubbles in the waterhole were still churning, and the red tendrils were like snakes, lying out of the edge of the pool, twisting and twisting, bending their whiskers, and crawling towards the clearing. Each whisker seemed to have life, crawling in front of a skeleton. Like a small hand, more than a dozen small tendrils were separated, wrapped around the skeleton, and slowly dragged towards the pool.

Dragged a little bit, there was a thin beard that did not forget the colorful style of the holy bag, pulling together and moving towards the waterhole.

Knock, knock, knock, the bones of the corpses fell into the water, and instead of sinking to the bottom, they pulled towards the thick root system of the intertwined roots.

Suddenly, the root system moved, slowly moving to the sides, and a black hole appeared within the root system. One, two, thirty-three skeletons were pulled into the black hole, and then the black hole opened and closed and squirmed. Click, click This sound makes people's hair stand on end, their souls are frightening, and their hearts can be broken, and this sound makes people's bones stand on end, and their souls will be out of their bodies.

Half an hour later, the clicking stopped, and the whole void dimmed. Except for the rumbling sound of the water, no other sounds can be heard, let alone those thin root tips.

Through the swirling water, a beautiful view unfolds in front of you. Between the peaks of Zhitian Mountain, there are strange trees. The ochre-colored branches appear to be a little thin and tender, crystal clear, like a woman's bewitching complexion. The branches are covered with greenish-red five-fingered leaves, interspersed with clusters of flowers and buds. The flowers have five round red petals, and the thin, needle-like stamens are purple-red. Delicate, giving people a kind of charming beauty. There is a faint fragrance among the flowers, diffusing to dozens of feet away.

Looking into the distance, there is a tree in every 100 zhang of this mountain, and each tree is nearly 20 zhang square. It seems to be the peak of desire, but the flowers have changed color.

In the heart of desire, in a cave that doesn't know how deep the road is. This cave has a cave, it is the same as the outside, the beautiful scenery of the strange trees, and it is beautiful. Although the area is not large, it is only a hundred zhang of space, but the trees are lush and the forest is deep and quiet. Pine, cypress, bin, trees like verdant green. Firecrackers, rhododendrons, and linglings are all under the trees, blooming like fire and tea, exuding a fragrance like honey.

In the dense forest and sea of flowers, there is a green meadow, and there are dozens of corpses lying on the grass, and each corpse sleeps so peacefully.

A head of hair spread out on the grass like a cloud, there seemed to be horror between the eyebrows and eyes, slightly flickering eyelashes, lined with gently closed double-striped eyelids, and rosy pink lips were lightly closed and moved slightly. There are corpses here, and it's obviously a group of sleeping girls. The bare fragrant shoulders, the well-proportioned breathing is not hurried, the exhalation is like an orchid, and the gently undulating curves are even more moving.

Suddenly, a deep, old voice sounded in the forest. "Wake up, children, your blessings have arrived." One after another, as if calling out to the awake girls.

After a few sounds, dozens of beautiful girls, sleepy-eyed, opened their eyes, kept rubbing their tired eyelids, and tried hard to prop up their eyelids that were still glued together. It was as if he was suddenly startled. I wanted to stand up, but my body was soft and I didn't have any strength. I had to look at the scenery around me in a panic.

"Here, is there, is I in a cave, why will I be here"?

In the stunned eyes of the girls, a space slowly transformed. A white-haired old woman appeared in the space.

"Wake up, children, your blessings have arrived."

When the holy women heard this, they were stunned for a moment, and then as if they had thought of something, they hurriedly supported their bodies, knelt on the ground, and kowtowed to the white-haired old woman.

The white-haired old woman and the others kowtowed. With a wave of his hand, dozens of crystals qi entered the hands of the holy woman.

"This is the Broken Rank Powder, and your creation is here. I will give you 20 days, whoever can break through the solid root realm will go out, and if you can't break through, do you see this sea of flowers and trees? You are the fertilizer of one of them. Go for it, go for it". After the white-haired old woman finished speaking, she disappeared from the sky.

The saints had no intention of studying who the old woman was, so they kowtowed three more times to the empty sky, got up and disappeared into the woods.

In the hall of Desire Cave and Desire Heart, dozens of women with beautiful makeup are still sitting there with their eyes closed. There is no waveless face, only beautiful tenderness is calm.

Wei Dan slowly opened his eyes and asked sweetly. "Yinhua, almost, right"?

Yinhua glanced at the calm disc, five hundred and thirteen red points of light, and seven black points of light had all disappeared into the green pool in the middle. "Cave Master, it's over."

"Okay, seal the cave for twenty days, wait for news from those disciples." (To be continued......)