Sitting and forgetting longevity

Chapter 1155
The entire hall seems to have become extremely vast and intangible, the walls, roof beams, columns, everything is shrouded in the curling green smoke.

Time, space, complicated and confusing, weird monsters, occasional screams or fighting sounds coming from a certain direction, horrified, pheasants, ghosts and ghosts.

He couldn't find the gate of the palace, and Yu Zun also said that he saw a new character on the Fang Ding, so Liu Qinghuan thought again and again, and gave up the idea of ​​leaving.

However, there are only dozens of steps from the gate to the Fang Ding in the center of the hall, but he and Zhen Zhen seem to be walking in unfathomable mud, not to mention Fang Ding, who almost lost their direction.

"Can you stop..." Liu Qinghuan stopped, embarrassed and helpless, and said: "Don't pull it so tightly? I can't move with one hand. If I meet that kind of weird person again, I'm afraid I won't be able to deal with it."

"Ah? Oh!" Yu Zun let go of his hand when he heard this, but a loud bang suddenly came from the side, making her hug his arm tightly again.

Liu Qinghuan looked over there, and saw the smoke billowing like a surging sea of ​​clouds. When they rushed over, there was no one there.

"It's that kind of monster again." He frowned, noticing that the ground was splashed with green blood, and there were still a lot of marks of heavy slashing: "Did he return or not, did he kill that strange man?"

The old guy is really hiding something deep, the other party can use the time forbidden technique, but seeing the blood is so big, even if he is not dead, he may be seriously injured.

Liu Qinghuan was thinking to himself, and suddenly felt something strange behind him, the Miexu sword flew out without thinking about it!
With a sound of brushing, the smoke disappeared, revealing a ferocious face, it was that strange person.

He was covered in a mess, with stinky green blood dripping onto the ground, a few extra arms had grown abruptly on his back, they were uneven and uneven, some were long and some were short, some were thick and some were thin, Like a misshapen spider.

The other party didn't seem to be intentionally ambushing behind him and preparing to sneak attack. He also seemed to be taken aback. As soon as the fog covering his trace was dispersed, he hurriedly got up from the ground.

Liu Qinghuan noticed that the five or six hands behind the opponent were not holding round drums, but instead had a half-broken arm, not sure if it was the original one.

So the other party can no longer slow down time?

Liu Qinghuan secretly breathed a sigh of relief, but suddenly felt weird again, so she couldn't help but take a closer look.

The body of this strange person is like picking up some hands and feet in a mass burial pit, adding a head, and putting it together, it looks very clumsy and abrupt.

But now, this sense of abruptness has become even stronger. It's as if his whole body is squeezed into a twisted tube, but he still can't fall apart.It's like a wax figure being baked on a fire, and its whole body is about to melt. The green pus and blood are dripping, and the whole face is drooping and falling down, and the facial features are also sliding down.

Liu Qinghuan frowned: How did Gui Bugui beat him into such a ghostly appearance? It's too unsightly.As for the others, don't both lose, they also escaped, right?

The whereabouts of Gui Bugui are unknown, but now he has collided with the strange man solidly, met on a narrow road, no nonsense, fight!

The blue light in his hand suddenly became brighter, and once he destroyed the Xu sword, the snow-like sword intent subsided until only a glint of cold light remained, like a flying feather like a clear bird, and like the sun splitting the dark clouds, it wanted to wipe out all the ugliness under the sun ...

The weird man was still grinning with bared teeth, and suddenly stretched out a hand from the side of his head, and there was a bulging...

It is a compound eye only found on insects. The densely packed pupils are like neatly arranged small holes. The Miexu Sword is similar to an invisible sword light, but it is reflected in those pupils very clearly at this time, as if The sword is divided into ten thousand lines, and each one is aimed directly at the opponent's eyebrows.

But at the next moment, Liu Qinghuan's expression became terrified: the connection between him and Mie Xujian was suddenly cut off!
And Wan Dao Jianmang turned into substance in an instant, flying out from those pupils, each root was as fine as ice needles, and the sword intent rose even more, rushing like a torrential rain!
Liu Qinghuan knows the power of the Miexu Sword best. This sword has been with him for many years, and has helped him kill enemies with higher cultivation than him many times. At this time, not only did he lose control, but it even turned back!
"Hmph!" Liu Qinghuan snorted coldly, a golden illusory fire exploded, and in the golden light, a huge illusory figure appeared behind him, with cold eyes, majestic without anger, looking down from mid-air on the shooting Jianmang came.

"Mu~~" Qingyue's distant sword cry began to respond, and a long sword like an ice front was revealed under his strong call. The sword trembled and rippled, and all the bright sword lights followed Shaking up, shaking a pool of Yaoguang.

A sneer curled up at the corner of Liu Qinghuan's mouth: He doesn't know what other people's magical artifacts are like, but no one can take away his fully sacrificial magical artifacts from him, not even Mahayana monks!
The strange man gurgled twice in his throat, his two eyes that were about to fall to his chin were hanging back, and he saw the compound eye in the palm of his shoulder burst open with a "pop", and at the same time Miexu Sword and Wan Dao Sword Mang turned around at the same time, just like the Milky Way rewinding and the torrent pouring down, it suddenly counterattacked back!

The other party let out a strange cry, turned around and ran with arms and legs open, and fled into the turbulent smoke.

Liu Qinghuan turned her heart around, and shouted at Zhenzhen: "Chasing!"

Taking advantage of his illness to kill him, Liu Qinghuan is the best at this kind of thing. The weirdo is seriously injured now, and the magic weapon that can manipulate time has also been lost. This is a good time to chase after him.

You don't need to look for it deliberately, the green blood on the weirdo's body flows like an endless flow, just follow the blood trail, and you can catch him.

Speeding through the smoke, the wind whistled in his ears, but he didn't expect Fang Ding, who they couldn't find after searching for a long time, finally found it under the leadership of the strange man.

Liu Qinghuan suddenly thought of something, Mie Xujian came out again, and shouted: "Really, help me stop him together!"

But it was already too late, I saw that person jumping on the tripod, his figure disappeared in the blink of an eye, the Miexu sword that came in a flash cut through the air, and Fang Ding only made a loud knocking sound.

Liu Qinghuan landed on the cauldron immediately, and glanced at it: This cauldron has a cover, but the cover is not closed properly, the edge is staggered by a side, and the billowing green smoke is coming out of it.

Looking in from the edge, the inside of the tripod is deep and dark, and it seems that there is no bottom.The blue smoke could not feel the slightest temperature, instead it was wet and cold, with a faint fishy smell.

"Don't tell me that the strange man's lair is in this cauldron?" Liu Qinghuan guessed, "Could it be that he wants to enter the cauldron?"

He thought about it, and felt that it was too risky to follow like this, so he turned to look at Zhenzhen, and asked her to read all the characters that she hadn't read before.

If that kind of character has nothing to do with weird people, it's like someone is purposely guiding them. It's just the intention, and it's hard to tell whether it's good or bad.

But no matter whether it is good or bad, if there is only one road ahead, even if the road is full of knives, you have to step on it.

"What's more... Anyway, if you die on this mountain, you won't really die." Liu Qinghuan said to himself: "You don't have to be very cautious."

Soon, Zhenzhen assumed that strange posture again, touched the tripod with one hand for a while, but she didn't see her move, the tripod suddenly sank two inches, and there was a "click" sound not far away. .

Liu Qinghuan turned her head to look, but there was a door slid open on a dragon pillar as thick as two people hugging each other.

　This dungeon is huge and important, but it's coming soon, the protagonist is about to leave.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)