Chapter 20 Blood

After catching up with Wangshu and Donggua, we entered the collapsed empty city, took away the fallen monsters as quickly as possible, and then rushed to the next empty city without stopping.

Most of the creatures in the divine realm fled to the empty city to take refuge. Once the empty city is besieged by the five decays of heaven and man, the end can only be the destruction of the city. We traveled all the way to nearly 10,000 empty cities and rescued tens of millions of creatures in a few months.

In the final game between Wangshu and Winter Melon, Wangshu won with an invincible absolute advantage. His small stove was like a world, absorbing monsters endlessly, as if there was never a limit. After the wax gourd doubled, it could no longer swallow the spirit.

Not all creatures are willing to follow us. Some would rather die with the city. Some evil spirits tried to eat Wangshu and seize the small stove. Some even rushed to us with the five decay of heaven and man to attract more people to bury with them.

All kinds of desperate and twisted desires are placed on the heart mirror like gorgeous poppies and become the nutrients of Tao.

Unconsciously, the heart mirror began a new round of quenching. As more and more creatures' desires are absorbed and refined, the mirror breeds small flames, transparent, not hot or cold, uncertain, like hazy patterns flashing and jumping on the heart mirror.

A wisp of experience from the Taoist wheel suddenly integrated into the mind: this is the origin of life! It is also the foundation of the world!

"Haha, Jiang Chen recognizes the way! Jiang Chen, go down from there first!" Wang Shu jumped up violently and shouted in his consciousness.

In the mountain forest in front of you, a deep pool is faintly exposed. The water is colorful and almost sticky, with the unique fishy smell of the five decay of heaven and man. The pool is dead, and there is almost no flow, reflecting a turbid shadow.

"The pool and water have been eroded by the five declines of heaven and man, and Jiang Chen can't go down." Wang Shu opened the small stove and frowned at the wax gourd, "Come on. Jump into the stove, and Jiang Chen's new house is ready.

The beautiful winter melon stared: "New house?"

Grip your head comfortably: "New house."

"Yan Lang, this stove must be very interesting. Shall we go in and have a look?" Mu Yan pulled his faceless arm, and the latter smiled. Just as he was about to open his mouth, the hourglass on his forehead suddenly emitted a ripple-like halo.

"Xiao Jiangzi. Tianjing seems to have chased you. Please ask for more blessings. We absolutely believe in your fighting spirit!" The faceless body flashed, pulled the wood smoke and jumped into the small stove, and Donggua and Bicheng also jumped in.

Jiang Chen grabbed Wang Shu and whispered, "I'm in. Don't let the winter melon out, okay? If she is annoyed, you can provoke her with words, saying that this is also a gambling test for you two, and bet that she can't get out.

Wang Shu looked at Jiang Chen with contempt for a while: "Brother, you are so despicable and shameless." He immediately hugged Jiang Chen with a smile, "But Jiang Chen is really happy to have such a shameless brother like you."

Jiang Chen put away the small stove. He glanced up at the distant sky and dived into the pool.

The dark pool slowly separated like swamp mud, and Jiang Chen kept going downstream and fell into a silent reflection.

This is a magnificent bustling market, but the surroundings are silent, everything seems to be completely static, and even the water waves stopped at the moment when the waves gushed out and never dispersed.

A tall building made of gold and jade. More than a dozen monsters sat around the table, holding a shiny glazed cup with amber jade syrup. They remained motionless, their postures were frozen, and their smiles were stiff on their faces.

In the distant coral water pavilion, a handsome and strange hand full of Luoqi held the Zhulan and kept leaning out of his upper body. The posture of looking out. His expression was frightened, and his lips opened slightly, as if he were shouting something.

"They're all dead. They're all dead." Wang Shu said in a trembling voice. The whole water city is like a gloomy tomb. In the two rows of houses facing the street, the spirits sit or stand, their eyes are round and still.

Jiang Chen's foot fell on the shell brick inlaid with pearls. With a slight touch, the shell brick immediately turned into a puff of powder. Walking along the long street, the ground under his feet also turned into dust powder.

Jiang Chen walked to the Coral Water Pavilion, looked at the handsome monster for a while, and reached out and pushed it gently.

"What happened?" His lips did not move, and there was a vague cry from the inside. Then he fell down and collapsed into a thick pile of powder, and the coral water pavilion also disappeared.

Wang Shu said sadly, "The five declines of heaven and man fell into the pool and melted into the water market. The monsters didn't have time to escape, so they would die suddenly."

Jiang Chen pondered for a moment and shook his head: "More than that. These people's death is strange, and there is no trace of struggle. It is clearly caused by the impact of the law. Squat down and press the ashes on the ground with your fingers. After a while, a wisp of gray-black breath that was difficult to distinguish with the naked eye floated out of the ashes. The spiral fetus in the body automatically circulates and inhales this wisp of breath.

Wang Shu opened his mouth in surprise: "Is this a ghost?"

"Yes, this is the ghostly death from Huangquan Road. There is no doubt that Huangquan Road must be bordered by Shenhuangjing. Before these monsters died, it was the time when the two heavens intersect and the heavens collapsed. Shocked by the aftermath of the law of time, they suddenly fell into a standstill, and their voices were frozen in the air. They could only watch the five decay of heaven and man penetrate little by little, and they could not even escape. Jiang Chen looked at the dead water markets in the distance. Huangquan Road and the water markets in Shenhuangjing were connected. Most of Wangshu's brothers had been unsured.

For a moment, he said in a low voice, "Anyway, Jiang Chen will go and have a look."

Jiang Chen nod silently and passed through the water market, and the pool led to the underground river. Jiang Chen flew through the crisscrossed river and felt that the dark atmosphere was getting stronger and stronger. The light dimmed little by little, and the water market reflected in his vision was either dead or shattered by the law.

The five decline pulp has been fully integrated into the river of the whole divine realm. Every lake and stream is as thick as pulp, with gorgeous liquid light. From time to time, you can see the strange fragments floating and sinking with the waves.

"It's almost there." Wang Shu said in a low voice.

The water is getting cold, and the darkness in front of it is dark and invisible. The deep yellow spring is surging like a wave, and there is a faint cry of ghosts and howling. The rocks at the bottom of the nearby water seem to shake with the water waves, and it is difficult to determine their fixed position with the naked eye.

Jiang Chen suddenly turned around and sneered. Those royal spirits have some tracking methods. Unexpectedly, it got closer and closer and followed here. Unfortunately, they are unlucky. This place is full of death, adjacent to Huangquan, which is dominated by Jiang Chen.

Mo, are you waiting for Jiang Chen there? Jiang Chen looked at the rolling depths of the underworld and felt surprisingly calm.

The spiral tire of life and death suddenly transforms, and the vitality becomes a little restrained, and the death continues to rise, filling the whole body. Jiang Chen turned into a ghost, roared and rushed into the endless darkness in front of him.

The cold dead air comes from all directions, penetrates into the pores, penetrates the inner body, and integrates into every tiny corner of the body.

The dead spiral fetus flows endlessly, absorbing and refining the continuous stream of dead air and becoming a part of the mana. Then, led by a little vitality hidden in the core, the purest dead air is sent into the core and turned to life.

No matter how turbulent the dead air is, a little vitality is like a candle that jumps in the dark room. The two sides maintain a delicate balance, so that Jiang Chen has always been in a ghost-like state and will not be eroded into a real ghost by the strong dead air.

The surroundings have long fallen into the darkness of reaching out to five fingers. If it hadn't been for the master of returning to the ruins, it would have been difficult to see clearly and could only see a faint shadow. Even so, this area is still gloomy, and the scenery is wide and close. It seems that a strange shadow rushed towards people, but it reached out and flies into the air. Looking at it again, the vague shadow swayed in the distance.

The ordinary sense of distance and direction have been confused. This place is in the ground belt of Huangquan Road and Shenhuang Realm, which has suffered the most fierce impact of law. The former water market has turned into a "ghost city".

Jiang Chen's footsteps nodded on the ground, stepped on the foreign body, and made a strange sob.

The foreign body is a half-dead soul weapon, and the upper body still maintains the shape of a knife. The color is dark, and the blade is full of rust. The lower body is full of white bones, and the entangled bones seem to feel pain twitching and "squeaking".

Wang Shu sat down and said sadly, "This is the neighbor of our nine brothers. The soul weapon heavenly teeth cut the evil blade, and I didn't expect to become such a ghost."

"Your brother should have been killed." Jiang Chen shook his head. Unless Jiang Chen has a life-and-death spiral fetus and can transform himself into death, even Chu Du will become a foreign body at the moment of the handover of the two heavens at that time.

A headless monster floated in front of Jiang Chen. His body had turned into a fog and held his head in both hands. The head turned into a miserable death for a moment. After a while, he turned back to his original body, which must be angry and frightened.

not far away, a dark shadow squatted on the ground, buried its head, biting its arm and eating itself little by little. But the eaten arm quickly grew out. Another shadow crawled slowly on the ground, crawling and crying. A wisp of fog gushed out of the hollow eyes. It was impossible to tell whether they were monsters or ghosts.

If you go further, you can hear the sound of waves, and Huangquan Road is close at hand.

Jiang Chen's mind moved. Suddenly, the string line turned into a fog and ran into the dark place.

After a while, four figures broke through the air and were the patriarchs of the four royal spirits.

"Why haven't you found it yet? The inheritance of King Asura clearly disappeared here. The flame looked east and west and shouted impatiently. The red armor integrated with flesh and blood swallowed the flame and burned the surrounding dead air.

"That red-haired human is a close-fitting magic doctor of a very beautiful woman. It must be that he concealed the breath of the inheritance of King Asura with a special method. Lingyou's eyes were full of resentment, and his whole body was shrouded in a green halo, repelling the dead gas. More than half of his body has shrunk, his expression is sluggish, his face is pale, and obviously he has not recovered.

The flame looked up and laughed wildly: "Hahahaha, Lingyou, you were scared out of that human, right? Who in this world has the ability to hide the inheritance of King Asura? It is said to be in the inheritance. There is also a trace of the imprint of the supreme Asura God!"

When hearing the four words "Asura God", a strong desire appeared in the eyes of several heavenly spirits. Even the magic mark in Jiang Chen's body couldn't help but be restless.

"Jiang Chen, the Asura god seems to have something to do with our extraterritorial demons." The devil told Jiang Chen with his mind.

"There is one thing that can hide the inheritance of King Asura." The sky wax is strange, and the body keeps twisting, like a large mass of melted wax juice. The cloud world is beginning to be completed. All spirits are intelligent, and the wisdom fire born at that point is said to have turned into a treasure furnace. This furnace hides the cave in the sky and passes through the universe, which can be regarded as the first treasure in the cloud world. Maybe it fell into the hands of that human.

Jiang Chen secretly thought that the small stove had such a big beginning. No wonder Wang Shu looked like he knew everything.

He said faintly, "The imprint of Asura God is just a legend, too ethereal to believe. However, Jiang Chen and others absorbed the inheritance of King Asura and may be able to go further and escape from this ruined world. It was agreed in advance that Jiang Chen would work together to kill that bastard first, and no internal fighting would be allowed, otherwise it would only benefit the Shamai clan.

"Tianhesha, the old man of Shamai, is also eager to find that bastard. Those stupid people have put their brains into shit, and they actually want to focus on a bastard!" Flame scolded fiercely, "No wonder they have occupied the inheritance of King Asura for generations, but they don't have the ability to truly integrate it."

The four heavenly spirits said while carefully searching around. Jiang Chen followed far away, observing their every move and waiting for the best opportunity to take action. Among the four people, hidden evil is undoubtedly the most difficult to deal with. The ghost touched her body and went straight through, as if this heavenly spirit did not exist at all.

"The death here is so strong that Jiang Chen can't stand it. That human may have become a ghost long ago." The flame kicked away the dead bones on the ground, and a dark face came out of the bone and bit his calf. Immediately, it was burned by the flames and screamed and dissipated into smoke.

Lingyou shook his head: "He must not be dead. Flame, you underestimate human beings. They also have masters who compete with us. Didn't the tribes that broke into Dongzhou all die at the hands of a man named Mingyang Zhenren?

"I heard that the tribe that entered the world didn't get any advantage." He said thoughtfully, "It's time for the spirits to unite. If you fight separately, you can only be defeated by others and demons.

"Do you still want to move forward? In front is Huangquan Road, and the dark atmosphere there is too harmful to us. Lingyou's face showed a trace of fear, and the fog around him was as thick as substance, as if he was going to drip water. The green halo is slightly dim, stained with a little gray-black dark spots.

Jiang Chen blended into a drifting ghost and quietly approached Lingyou.

The flame shouted carelessly, "What are you afraid of? The connection between Huangquan Road and Shenhuangjing is bound to be impacted by the law of Shenhuangjing. After two days of breath blending, Huangquan Road has changed a long time ago. He rushed to the front first, and the scorching firelight sprayed blood, turning his whole body into a humanoid flame.

The sound of the waves ahead is deafening. Looking from afar, the dark world is full of dead air and boiling. A deep river rushed by, and the huge waves were empty. There was no end, and I didn't know where to go.

Lingyou frowned, caught a glimpse of the gray spot on the blue halo, and his expression suddenly changed: "No, that human is good at death, he"

Before he finished speaking, his waist was tightly strangled by a pair of arms protrude from the fog, and it was difficult to move. Jiang Chen sneered, hugged Lingyou, and jumped into the Nether River.

The dark waves are like scratched silk, separated on both sides, and the river passes by, stirring like sticky honey slurry, pouring into the body like countless times the flood of dead air.

This water is unusual, but dead gas liquefaction condensed, which can be called the most mellow dark atmosphere on Huangquan Road. A large amount of dead air poured in, and it was difficult to transform the spiral fetus for a moment, and even Jiang Chen couldn't stand it.

"Rang Chen, let go!" Lingyou struggled crazily, and the blue ring was shining brightly, struggling to resist the invasion of the Netherworld River. At the same time, his arms poked back and his fingers clasped Jiang Chen's ribs.

Jiang Chen sank down and avoided his counterattack. His arms slipped all the way down against Lingyou's body, turned around and strangled his calf, dragging Lingyou into the depths of the river.

Several roars of flames came over theming he, and colorful lights bombarded the river, setting off huge waves.

At the time of life and death, Lingyou made a desperate bet, counterattack, and his body fell down. The ten fingers were like a huge pillar in the sky, hammering in turn, and the strong energy tore the water waves, emptied the nearby dead air, forming a short vacuum zone.

Jiang Chen grabbed Lingyou's legs and opened his mouth and spit. The dead air in his body gushed out and filled the vacuum. The dead air of the underworld quickly drowned Jiang Chen and Lingyou.

"Bum bang!" Jiang Chen stood upside down, his legs jumped, and a series of dazzling martial arts kicks. He fought fiercely with the ten fingers of Lingyou, shaking and hard. Every time there is a shock, the spirit offensive is weak, and it has to be distracted to resist the erosion of death, and the power is greatly reduced. Jiang Chen's mana consumption is not as good as the indoctrination of the mortal spirit. Under the end of this, the spiritual resistance became more and more weak, and the blue ring on his body gradually faded until it dissed.

A trace of panic flashed on Lingyou's face, and the corpse spots penetrated his skin one after another, and the flesh and blood were gradually hard and dry. Jiang Chen didn't give him a chance to breathe. He pulled Lingyou in front of him with his hands and hit him on the forehead with his head down.

A touch of blood flowed from the broken forehead. The ghost is like a living thing, rushing into the wound. A piece of rotten flesh and blood opened from the corners of the forehead and slowly expanded, rolling out like a big cracked mouth, spreading all over the body. Lingyou howled with pain, rolled dead and poured into his throat, completely drowning his voice.

The red light above suddenly lit up. A burning flame broke through the river and swept over. The armor of the flame turned into a bunch of swallowing flames, which spewed out from the whole body, and where it passed, the ghost of death curled and steamed.

At the same time, Lingyou's head cover suddenly cracked. A beam of spiritual light quickly receded, wrapping the dying spirit and facing the flames.

Jiang Chen did not move, looking at Lingyou approaching the flame from afar.