God's Summoner

Chapter 1242 The storm is raging, and the blood is ruthless!
The wind and rain are... crazy! ! !

"Crash!"

The land of southern Xinjiang can be said to be a place where millions of mountains are continuous. At this moment, the sky is overcast and thunderstorms pass by, and when the rumbling noise spreads in all directions, blood rains as big as beans pour down from the sky. Go to the earth.

Such a scene, such a rain of blood covering the entire land of southern Xinjiang, seemed to be crying bitterly!
"Crash!"

The cold blood rain hit his face, which hurt like a knife.At the same time, it was so cold that all the creatures in southern Xinjiang under the rain seemed to be frozen to death.

But at this moment, an entire hour has passed since the blood rain began to fall and the Southern Border Blood Tribulation began.

During this hour, the Beast God led millions of monks from the Qin Kingdom Alliance on foot in the rain of blood, but they couldn't get out... a mere hundred miles! ! !
You must know that for many monks, a hundred-mile journey can be completed in almost a moment.

However, in the rain of blood that can isolate all spiritual energy, they dare not use their true energy, so they have to walk.In this way, the speed is almost like a turtle.

Moreover, the pouring rain of blood showed no sign of weakening at all. Although it was still daytime, the sky was filled with blood clouds, and the blood energy shrouded the blue clouds, making the vast land of southern Xinjiang feel like the night, almost out of reach. Five fingers.

"Cough cough!"

As he walked forward, the calm and casual expression on the Beast God's face remained unchanged.

However, the weird confrontation with Zhao Kuangyin before had already seriously injured him, so much so that under the cold blood rain, he could not stop coughing and his face was pale.

And the invading power from Fuxi's Guqin is even more overwhelming. It has been lingering in the body of the Beast God at this moment. Although he has a deep practice, he can temporarily suppress it, but every step he takes, he can't help but feel pain in his bones.

Such pain made the Beast God really want to desperately lay down on the ground and fall into a coma.

However, the clarity in his mind was deliberately kept, but he kept telling him that he must go, and he must bring the million Qin Alliance monks into the Qin State safely.

Because, to him, no matter whether it is pain or death, nothing can compare to... the word "promise".

Thousands of years ago, he forgot to promise.And at this moment, he will never forget.

So he endured it, led the endless monks, and walked in the blood rain.

"Crash!"

The blood rained like pouring, and fell madly towards the world, as if to use this endless blood to wash away the ugliness of this world.

At this moment, 'bang bang bang', in the pitch-black blood, there were several strange sounds, as if something heavy had fallen.

"Hoohoo!"

As soon as the voice came together, Beast God, Mo Ranzi and several other sect giants arrived in a flash without hesitating to waste their true energy, and then saw more than a dozen sect monks with low cultivation bases, falling in a pool of blood among.

Looking around, all the monks who fell were extremely low-level monks, unable to resist the invasion of the cold blood rain all over the sky at this moment.

At this moment, they were lying in the blood that almost overflowed their chests, gasping for breath, their eyes were dazed, like dying people, trying to draw spiritual energy from the air.

However, the power of the blood rain, the Blood Tribulation in Southern Border, is too weird. When it falls, it not only corrodes the aura of heaven and earth, but also penetrates deep into the bone marrow as if it never melts.

In this way, there is no monstrous cultivation base, no high combat power, and it is impossible to resist.

Soon, the breathing of the fallen monks gradually weakened, and their faces turned blue and purple because of the cold. Only the faint white air from the corners of their mouths proved that they still had a faint vitality.

Seeing such a scene, Guo Xuefu, who was in the Qin Kingdom Alliance, couldn't bear it. When she lowered her beautiful eyes, she flipped her hands, and several high-level spirit stones appeared in her palms.

The next moment, she moved her true essence and wanted to activate the spirit stone to radiate spirit energy, intending to revive these alliance disciples.

"forget it!"

However, before she moved, the Beast God had already spoken coldly, and at the same time raised his hand to stop her! ! !
"You can't save them! Even if you use spirit stones as a medium to save them, they definitely won't last long. So, you should keep your true energy, and think about yourself!"

In the words, the face of the beast god was shrouded in a bloody chill, looking extremely indifferent.

Guo Xuefu trembled when she heard the words, as if she had been thinking for a long time.Finally, she sighed and put away the spirit stone in her hand.

Indeed, under the rain of blood that can isolate the aura of heaven and earth, except for the absorption of spirit stones, everything else can only be relied on by oneself.

And these disciples with low cultivation bases can't control the true essence and spiritual energy in their bodies at all.In this way, even if someone poured them with billowing spiritual energy, they wouldn't be able to check for a long time, and they would eventually die tragically under the rain of blood.

"help me!!!"

Those cultivators in the rain of blood stretched out their black and blue palms like ghost hands, and moaned in a low voice in despair.They're young, they don't want to die yet.

However, in the middle of the words, there was silence!
"Let's go, there's still a long way to go!"

The Beast God has lived for a thousand years, and has long been indifferent to life and death, so he turned around indifferently and strode away.

"go!"

Mo Ranzi also looked around, seeing the despair and helplessness on the faces of the surrounding alliance disciples, and then snarled.

"You have to remember that in this world where you can't help yourself, no one can help you. The only one who can keep you alive is you... yourself!"

After the words fell, his old body straightened immediately, and then he took the lead to move forward.

"Crash!"

The wind and rain were still raging, and the sky was pouring blood rain, ruthlessly pouring into the earth, as if to turn the whole world into a bloody ocean that was ruthless, righteous and lifeless.

Under this apocalyptic scene, millions of monks from the Qin Kingdom Alliance formed a long team, none of whom spoke, and walked quietly under the rain of blood.

Along the way, people kept falling down and struggling in the sea of ​​blood, and then slowly turned into cold corpses, swallowed by the ruthless sea of ​​blood.

However, as if they had a tacit understanding, or accepted the cruel reality, no one reached out to help those fallen companions.

The eyes of all the monks are firm. They know that the only one who can help them right now is themselves.

And those fallen monks, when they were dying, did not complain at all. They were silent, and slowly turned into corpses abandoned in a world full of wind and blood.

The world is not benevolent, and everything is a humble dog!
So reasonable, it may have been revealed at this moment... undoubtedly!
　ps: Then, please take a guess, Your Majesty, who is going to do it next? ? ?

　　
　
(End of this chapter)