Chapter 169 and Di (4)
The two of them could only see the back of the bone chair, but there was no way to tell what was sitting on the chair.
"KaKaKa..."
The sound of dry joints sounded again, but the back of the chair they looked at was still no strange reaction.
After Leng Li attacked, the sea of blood fell back to tranquility, and the upper and lower parts of the world turned into a bloody red color, but the two of them could not remember when the illusion changed.
"KaKaKaKaKa..." This time, the chair finally moved-
A "person" stood up from the chair - at least the figure of a human - his light-colored clothes were dyed red with blood, and his back was exposed with a blood-colored spine!
This scene came too much, which shocked Yi Chen to chase his scalp and numb, and even Gui Yi's heart stuttered.
"Far away, go back..." Yi Chen Zhui couldn't believe that the tragic figure in front of him would be back away.
However, the facts are always "good, bad, and good wishes are always twists and turns, but these bad things are guessed accurately.
The figure who stood up from the bone chair slowly turned around and his face was carved from the same mold as Yuan Luoyuanqi. Although it was somewhat unrecognizable, its general appearance could still be seen.
A black silk tied to the eyes of Yuanhui, and blood-colored tears hanging on his cheeks were almost stained with blood.
"I have a very bad feeling." Gui Yi suddenly said in a terror.
He suddenly couldn't understand the form of the situation here, and the concept was so blurred that it was even difficult to distinguish whether it was an illusion or reality.
Yi Chenzhui's heart trembled in horror, and he stared at the boy in front of him who had suffered so much torture and became such a terrible appearance. Although he had already made the worst plan, Yi Chenzhui really did not expect the situation to be so tragic.
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The man held his elbow from behind and half pushed and half led him to walk in the sea of blood. After walking for a long time, he finally saw "them" again-
Two mandala flowers tightly wrapped in blood-colored spiritual silks.
In the endless bloody color, the two white red flowers, which were raised tall by the slender green stems, were conspicuous and almost dazzling, just like a ray of sunshine in the endless abyss. They were very small, but they were enough to hurt the eye masks of the remaining spirits at the bottom of the abyss.
Looking at the two extremely unique mandala flowers in the distance, I felt a little longing in my heart with blood.
"Gong Yungui" gently lifted his right hand and spread his palm upwards. A trace of red spiritual thread was pulled out from the sea of blood under his feet and weaved it into a blood-colored manzhushahua that blended with the surrounding environment.
The far-returning eyes did not fall on the blood in his hand, but he still stared at the two flawless mandala flowers in a daze, murmured: "Why is it white..."
"Because they can't travel far with you yet." The ghost behind him replied.
"Long journey..."
"A journey without a journey home is very long, very long, and if no one is accompanying you, you will be very lonely."
"Loneliness..." The far-returning gaze was blurred by bloody tears again.
He held the long-reflecting hand and slowly raised it up a little, aiming the bloody Manzhushahua in his hand between the two white flowers. With the two pure white mandala flowers, the blood-red blemished area made of it look fishy and turbid, which looked particularly bright.
He chuckled, putting his other hand on his shoulder, "The red one looks good."
"red……"
"Beautiful red shouldn't be alone," he lowered his tone slightly and said coldly: "Is it right?"
The last two words suddenly cut into the mind like a sharp blade. His eyes suddenly condensed, and instantly showed sharpness.
"If you don't want to be lonely, just dye the flowers red - like this!" He threw the arms of Yuanhui, and the bloody blade in his hand flew out like a sharp blade. It brought blood waves all the way, and the thick ink splashed two white flowers.
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Another series of creepy bones sounded, and there were hidden threads holding the long back spine. The body suddenly exploded, and he held a long sword formed by cold blood. His body shape was slightly illusory, and he flashed in front of the two of them in a blink of an eye.
Although Gui Yi never thought he was a martial arts faction, he would never be as corrupt as Ying Luo when he encountered a fight.
Yi Chen chased the Heng Sword and originally blocked without any intention of attack, but he did not expect that when the blood sword really hit, the spiritual power in his body would burst out on his own initiative, and the blocking power instantly became a killing force, and it shook the distance back and forth.
Yi Chen was shocked and saw a faint purple light condensed from Gui Yi's fingertips, and immediately understood what was going on.
"Since you have already joined the battle, don't hesitate." Gui Yi was as cold as ever, and reminded him: "And Yuanhui is dead, and in front of you, it is just a corpse that has become a puppet."
Dead...
Yi Chen was stunned and came back to his senses, but when he looked at it, his lips that were far away were still breaking and reuniting, as if he was still muttering something.
This situation is much worse than what Gui Yixiu thought - at least he did not expect that there would be a situation where he could not even distinguish between illusion and reality!
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The crisis of the strange copper coins in the city has temporarily eased, but the floating ice that is pounding in the sky has suddenly appeared.
Li Tianxiao and Li Ying found Lizhou's city eye, and set up a magic circle to block the momentum as planned. He even set up a formation before Xuanbing fell in time - but it was just a defensive force.
Li Ying meticulously completed the steps of Zhang Zhuan Lingshi according to what Li Tianxiao said. Although she imitated it for 70% or 80% of the time, she was a half-baked person who was now selling hot. It was really difficult to hold on to such a big dangerous situation at once.
Suddenly, a burst of thunder burst out from the sky, and the huge ice fragments floating in the air pointed at the ground, and immediately flew towards the city with a killing momentum.
These mysterious ice objects contain spiritual power that is destroyed. Even if they have not actually hit the spiritual array barrier, their high-pressure spiritual power has already made the spiritual veins around Li Ying tighten. They are determined but unable to press the spiritual power into the magic array, and they are suppressed before they can even get in hand.
Li Tianxiao was also struggling. Seeing that the huge ice in the sky was about to hit the barrier, when he was at a loss, a white shadow suddenly swayed to the eyes of the formation where the two were. He waved his sleeves, and a fierce momentum suddenly increased and poured into the magic array. The barrier spirit covering the city suddenly increased, and then the hidden flow patterns were spread out in the sky, and the huge ice in the sky was instantly blocked in the air.
"Mother?" Liying looked at the white-clothed back that was blocking her in shock.
Lianyin didn't seem to have much force to support this barrier, and she could still speak smoothly: "Xing'er, are you injured?"
Li Ying shook her head in shock. Lian Yin caught a glimpse after seeing her, and her heart felt relieved.
The spiritual power that defended the city came suddenly, and in an instant it collapsed the ice in the sky. The spiritual realm, which was still unknown, was also trembling with force, and the sea of blood responded to the shock waves.
A sudden scream came from the soul of the distance. A blood-red Manzhu Shahua fell a petal. He calmed down and stared at the two Mandala flowers that could not be splashed red no matter how they were poured with blood. Blood and tears fell.
"Why..." His hands were dripping with blood, and there were traces of spiritual fluff that formed a sharp sword. "Why don't you go with me!"
This corpse, which had already lost its life but was still entangled with spiritual consciousness, was covered with blood and tears. In an instant, its spiritual power suddenly increased. Yi Chen chased a sword intent and was suddenly cut by him, even Gui Yi was shocked.
In his eyes, there were only the two Mandala flowers that were unwilling to flow with the blood and red everywhere. This nobleness became a complete abandonment in his eyes.
"Why...why ignore me!"
The corpse could not speak, the only thing that was tangled by obsession was the murmur that others could not hear. No matter how the soul roared, the two of them saw the killing force that was even more crazy by the puppet.
As the only remaining disciple in the world today, the people in Hanshan Town are born with stronger spiritual power than ordinary people. Because of their special muscles and bones, practicing martial arts is also of great talent.
Today, Yi Chenzhu finally felt the true strength of one of these three twins - although it is said that the three of them are equal to the Marshal's Young Master, Yi Chenzhuan felt it seemed that he was a little different from that of him.
Gui Yi picked up the right opportunity, swept his legs horizontally, and hit him farther back to the back of his neck to sweep the puppet to the ground.
The perverted murderer took the blood and flesh on the middle line behind the boy from his waist to the back of his head, almost revealing the entire radder of the middle spine.
Gui Yi swept over and hit the cervical spine with the focus point, and he kicked off both spines with visible eyes.
Of course, Gui Yi did not have much hope of killing this foot with one blow. After all, the young man in front of him had become a puppet that was taken away but was still under control.
As Gui Yi expected, this puppet was not something that could be cleaned up with just one blow.
He heard the sound of the bones again, and the two spines of the young puppet that were misplaced brought him back to his original position.
I heard a string of tight sounds in the open space. After this sound, my body suddenly became tense, and I stood up strangely like a puppet carrying a thread.
Yi Chenzhui was already a little tired, and when he saw this again, his heart was a little numb.
"It's not a solution to continue like this." Yi Chen's eyes were filled with coldness, and it seemed that he had finally been called to kill some of the warriors.
After handing over Yuanhui for so long, Gui Yi finally confirmed the general situation and said, "This puppet is controlled by the soul."
That person can actually connect reality with illusion...
The tight string sounded again, and the blood waves fell silent, and the muffled sound of the shaking in the illusion also dissipated the afterglow, so this thin and shallow sound finally attracted the attention of both of them.
Yi Chenzhui didn't understand puppet technique, and when he heard it, he could only throw confusing eyes at Gui Ye.
Gui Yi frowned. Perhaps because he discovered the clue, he pulled Yi Chen back a little.
The skin bag was finally transferred back to the shape of a living person, and the main shaft of the body was the bare string of exposed spines.
Gui Yi finally followed the thoughts and saw the hidden silk threads behind the puppet.
Chapter completed!