I become a god in another world

Chapter 562 Seeing Blood Tai Sui
Chapter 562

As soon as Zhao Fusheng finished speaking, Er Fan became bolder and reached out to remove the seal.

But the moment their hands touched the blood-red seal, a red light suddenly emerged from the seal.

In the red light, countless crisscrossing lines suddenly emerged, and the lines formed some inexplicable and strange characters, like a mysterious ghost curse.

As soon as the ghost curse appeared, it immediately sucked Erfan's hand.

Black gas emerged from the edges of Erfan's palms, as if an endless amount of power was being sucked out of their bodies and poured into the seal.

The two of them were shocked.

A strange power invaded the bodies of the two brothers. Before they could scream, the power penetrated into their minds.

Countless images flashed through their minds.

In an instant, the lives of the two brothers seemed to be eroded by this blood-red seal.

The brothers' memories began to revive, and their lives flashed through their minds, as if time was flowing backwards in their minds, until they returned to the time when they were still in their mother's womb.

At this moment, a chill instantly enveloped the two of them.

Above their heads, a white and soft cloud seemed to suddenly appear. The cloud was soft and comfortable, surrounding the two brothers.

……

Just as the two were reveling in this feeling, something strange happened.

The cloud seemed to be stained with blood in an instant, changing from white to reddish brown, giving off a somewhat weird and dangerous feeling.

When the two men realized something was wrong and wanted to escape, countless dense tentacles appeared from the brown-red cloud, penetrated into various parts of the brothers' bodies and tightly connected with them.

"Help."

Fan Bisi's life force was sucked tightly by these blood lines, and a large amount of vitality was lost. The shadow of death came, and he was so frightened that his heart and liver were about to burst, and he roared loudly.

But at some point, everything around me disappeared.

His consciousness seemed to be disturbed, and many memories in his mind were confused. He only remembered some fragments of who he was, where he was, and his past life.

Beside him, Fan Wujiu was dependent on him for life and death. For a moment, he could not even call out his brother's name. There was only fear in his mind, and he could only open his mouth and shout for help.

Inside the reddish-brown clouds, there was something that frightened him greatly.

That thing made him feel both close and frightened, making him feel desperate and want to escape.

Even though he no longer remembered who he was, he instinctively believed that as long as he asked for help, someone would come to save him.

Just as he expected, just as Fan Bisi was terrified, a chill feeling came over him.

The brown-red ghost cloud was forcibly torn apart by this force, and a familiar blood light shone in from one end of the cloud.

Wherever the blood went, it cut off all the dense blood lines that came out of the clouds. Two big hands fell from the sky, grabbed the arms of Fan Bisi and Fan Wujiu, and pulled them hard.

A familiar, cold female voice shouted:

"Big and small Fan, why don't you wake up!"

"Big and small Fan? Who is this?"

Fan Bi Si hesitated for a moment.

But the female voice was so familiar, with a coldness mixed with a convincing majesty. He shuddered and regained consciousness.

The lost memories returned to his mind in the form of disorganized images.

The Zhao family in the imperial capital, Zhao Qiming, Wan'an County, Zhao Fusheng, and then to the ghost disaster in Shangyang County, and everyone entered the city of Zhongdu.

All the past events came back to him. Fan Bisi was startled and shouted with all his strength:
"grown ups!"

The moment he shouted this, he opened his eyes with all his might.

But when he opened his eyes, an inexplicable feeling of fear came over him, and the horrifying scene turned into a blood-red film, blocking his eyes.

Fan Bi Si looked back as if possessed by a ghost - the clouds he saw when his consciousness was confused before were not an illusion.

A large mass of reddish-brown, blood-red flesh shaped like a small mountain was floating in the air.

The blood-red juice dripped out from the meat Tai Sui, forming blood lines, which swayed slightly as the blood-red meat Tai Sui squirmed slightly.

These blood lines were previously closely connected to his body, sucking the life out of him.

It seemed as if he sensed Fan Bisi's gaze turning back.

Rou Tai Sui began to tremble slightly, and the countless blood-line tentacles that flowed under its body raised slightly and slowly floated towards him, trying to grab him back.

This strange giant was huge and terrifying, and it brought with it an overwhelming pressure that made it impossible for him to muster the heart to resist. Fear took over his brain and made him tremble constantly.

……

At this time, on the other side, after Zhao Fusheng finished saying to remove the bloody seal first, he saw Er Fan fall into a daze and deep thought.

Her attention has been on Er Fan. The moment she saw the two of them look dazed, their faces quickly turned pale and their lips turned black. Zhao Fusheng secretly thought that something was not good and immediately borrowed the power of the door god.

In an instant, Zhao Fusheng's evil spirit revived.

She put her hands on the shoulders of the two Fan brothers, and the moment her palms touched the bodies of the Fan brothers, Zhao Fusheng trembled all over.

A strange force instantly marked her.

Her body has turned into a ghost, and because she is relying on the power of the door god who has received the incense, after turning into a door god, she has pieced the two ghosts together in disguise. Her own power is so strong that ordinary ghosts can no longer mark her at this time.

And this is just the Nine Layers of Hell.

In the hell of the Investiture of the Gods, the ninth level of hell can only suppress disaster-level ghosts. Zhao Fusheng's strength is far superior to the disaster-level ghosts and he should not be marked.

But in this instant, her eyes turned red.

If someone looked closely at her eyes at this moment, they would find that the depths of her pupils were each reflected by a layer of brown-red clouds.

The cloud moved gently, dyeing Zhao Fusheng's pupils dark red.

Thousands of soft, slender blood-red tentacles hung from the bottom of the clouds, hanging two men who looked like mummies.

In Zhao Fusheng's pupils, the left eye sealed Fan's death, while the right eye sealed Fan's hopelessness.

At the same time, her consciousness began to rise and fall, and some distant memories - like scenes from her past life - flashed through her mind one by one.

At this moment, the List of Gods in Zhao Fusheng's sea of ​​consciousness was activated.

At the top of the List of Gods, the God Erlang who was originally invited to the throne of god slowly opened the third eye on his forehead at some point.

The moment the ghost's eyes opened, the evil ghost's power was revived.

The eyeball occupied Zhao Fusheng's consciousness, and he tried to forcefully drive away the red cloud.

The two ghosts’ forces formed a brief confrontation, and the List of the Gods gave a perfect reminder at this time: You have been marked by the power of an unknown existence. Do you want to consume 30000 merit points to clear it?
Zhao Fusheng's heart trembled, his instinctive reaction outweighed his rationality, and he made a choice immediately.

The merit points were deducted, and the mark of the red cloud left in the pupil was forcibly erased by the supreme power.

Only then did Zhao Fusheng come to his senses.

All the previous situations flashed through her mind. What was that strange red cloud? This red cloud could mark her, so its grade must be very terrifying, and it would take 30000 merit points to eliminate it - this number already showed how terrifying this red cloud was. But this was not the time to worry about these things, Zhao Fusheng kept all the doubts in mind.

Her eyes darkened, and she grabbed Erfan's shoulders and pulled them back with force.

"Big and small Fan, why don't you wake up!"

With the force of her grab, the palms of Fan Xiao and Fan Da that were stuck on the ghost gate were torn away.

However, at the moment when the two brothers' palms were torn apart, there seemed to be thousands of sticky threads between their palms and the blood-red seal on the door. As the two brothers' palms were pulled apart, countless thin threads were stretched, as if trying to pull the two back, but Zhao Fusheng was stronger, and all the threads broke.

On the seal of the Ghost Gate, a part of the skin torn from the palms of the two brothers was forcibly left, and the skin was lightly stained with blood;
At the same time, the blood-red color of the ghost seal and the strange talisman were imprinted into the palms of the two Fan brothers.

The moment the blood line broke, the two brothers immediately woke up, the red clouds in their sea of ​​consciousness disappeared, and their memories returned.

The two men looked at each other with pale faces, still in shock, and saw fear in each other's eyes.

Twins are very tacitly connected and can understand each other's feelings without even saying some words.

Fan Bisi was very sure: his younger brother also saw the blood-red strange Tai Sui.

The palm of his hand was still stinging, and he turned his head with lingering fear to look at the ghost door panel, only to see that the blood-red seal on the door panel had been covered by some grouped skin tissue fragments, and the ghost pattern spell on it was also destroyed.

Once the runes became messy, they no longer gave people the same sharp and terrifying feeling they had before.

He raised his hand and looked at his palm. The palm was bloody and the unknown thing on the blood-red seal was stuck to his injured palm along with the ghost curse.

The characters were already in disarray, but perhaps it was due to the influence of the Blood-Red Tai Sui, but Fan Bisi still felt uneasy when he saw the messy ghost symbols.

He ignored the pain and raised his palm to rub it hard on his body.

A burning pain came, but the pain in the body at this time actually soothed Fan Bisi's anxiety to a certain extent.

Zhao Fusheng turned to look at him, his eyes signaling: What's wrong?
Fan Bisi raised his hand again and saw something strange happened - the seal mark on his palm was gone, and the ghost pattern characters imprinted on it also disappeared completely.

The most important thing was that the bloody wound on the palm of his hand disappeared, and his skin recovered. Everything before seemed to be an illusion.

At the same time, the dark light of the blood-colored seal with words on the Ghost Gate also faded.

The human skin and blood remaining on the seal disappeared one by one, as if they were swallowed by the blood seal. After a while, the evil spirits of the two diagonally crossed seals disappeared, as if they were just two ordinary pieces of red paper.

Zhao Fusheng stretched out her hand to tear it - this time she tore it very smoothly. Amid the surging black air, the blood-colored seals were torn apart one by one by her, and turned into dark red mist that flew out from between her fingers.

Once the seal was torn, the gates of hell opened.

The tenth level of hell appeared before everyone, and Zhao Fusheng was the first to enter.

The crowd followed closely behind.

Once you enter the tenth level of hell, the scene is completely different from before.

There were lights on in the palace.

It was already getting dark, and the door of Chongde Hall was still closed. However, rows of pale lanterns were lit in the corridor outside the hall, giving people an eerie and ominous feeling.

Zhao Fusheng was stunned for a moment.

She slowly withdrew the power of the evil spirit, the stiffness faded, her body gradually regained its temperature, and her expression softened.

After she recovered, she looked at Fan Bisi:
"Are you guys okay?"

The blood-red ghost seal was somewhat strange and carried an evil power.

The moment the Fan brothers touched the paper, the torn skin and blood on their palms contaminated the power of the seal. When Zhao Fusheng tried to remove the seal, he encountered no resistance at all.

"No, it's okay."

Fan Bisi hesitated for a moment, looked at Fan Wujiu, and then shook his head.

As he spoke, he raised his palms and looked at Zhao Fusheng:
"My Lord, when you pulled me away from Wujiu, I felt that the seal bit me, and it felt like it was tearing off a piece of my palm skin—"

When Fan Wujiu heard this, he was surprised and raised his hand:

"Me too."

The palms of the two brothers faced each other. Liu Yizhen and others leaned over to take a look, only to see that the four palms were clean, without any wounds at all, and where was the blood?

Wu Shaochun was surprised:

"I didn't see you get hurt."

Chen Duozi also nodded:

"When the master said he wanted to remove the seal, the two brothers went to touch the red paper, but you froze as soon as you touched it, as if you were in a trance." She said:

"At this time, the master used the power of ghosts and gods to pull the two of you apart."

Liu Yizhen also said:
"After pulling it apart, Fusheng, tear off the two slips of paper."

This is what everyone else saw except the Fan brothers and Zhao Fusheng.

After a few people finished speaking, the others nodded, indicating that this was what they saw.

"No." Zhao Fusheng said:

"Big and small Fan were marked by that damn seal."

As soon as she finished speaking, Fan Bisi's face turned pale.

He tried to force a smile and said in a relaxed manner:
"Something strange happened at that time—"

But before he could finish his sentence, he was frightened in his heart, and his smile lasted less than two seconds before it collapsed:
"My Lord, I am afraid."

He is young, but still afraid of death.

Fortunately, he grew up in the Zhao family over the years, and his experience of surviving in the cracks made him quickly wipe his face, sort out his thoughts for a moment, and said:
"When I touched the seal, I felt like I was tied up by something."

As soon as he finished speaking, Fan Wujiu's eyes widened:

"Blood Tai Sui!"

As soon as these words were spoken, the flames in the lanterns hanging above the ceiling of the palace corridor all flickered.

The fire flickered at the same time, causing a moment of blindness down the corridor.

"Woo-woo--" The night wind blew, adding a bit of weirdness.

Fan Bisi's lips turned blue. Thinking of the Blood Tai Sui he had seen before, he felt very uncomfortable and had a feeling that a disaster was about to happen.

But he knew in his heart that some things were best clarified sooner rather than later, to avoid making matters worse.

He didn't know what it was, but since Zhao Fusheng said that the two brothers had been marked, it proved that this matter was not a trivial matter.

He calmed down and said in detail:

"When I lost consciousness, my mind was in disarray—" He couldn't clearly describe how he felt at the time. It was very confusing and difficult to express in words. He frowned and was silent for a while:

"It's like, it's like I'm going back in time with Wuhu, shrinking step by step from adulthood, and finally returning to my mother's body."

When he said this, the others were stunned.