ask the mirror

Chapter 508

Jian Shao's luck ran out.

To be honest, it was already a great miracle that he could live for more than half a month in this huge building complex.As far as he himself saw, during this period of time, five Dan-returning cultivators died here, and as for a small person like him who was in the realm of gods, hundreds of them died.

Now, fate will also befall him.

This is a ruined half of the palace. The remaining tall lacquered pillars and the still shining glazed tiles show the grandeur of the palace before the collapse, but at first glance, it is no different from the ruins of the surrounding buildings.

It was because of this that Jian Shao came in hastily and got into big trouble.

In front of him stood a tall man who was more than ten feet tall.His skin was as black as charcoal, and there were several blood-red cracks on it, including one on his face, which was hideous and ugly, standing there like a hill.

Sudden encounter, the dark-skinned man didn't make a sound, he took a step forward, a distance of several feet, and then opened his palm the size of a cattail leaf fan, fingers clasped inwards, apparently trying to scratch his head.

Jian Shao was taken aback, and instinctively released two arcs of light, which intersected, which was exactly the method of cutting the rainbow.

The arc of light was sharp, and it landed on the big man's arm in a blink of an eye. Immediately afterwards, a "clang" sound was heard. The light arc penetrated an inch, and then it bounced off. In the blood mist that collapsed, the big man's arm stretched out. , failed to stop the slightest.

The supernatural power that was originally invincible has no effect at this time. Jian Shao was so shocked that his hair stood on end. Seeing the big man's palm approaching, he was screaming that my life was over. Just disappeared, the dark-skinned big man stepped forward, regardless of his arm injury, lifted him up, Jian Shao was also tall, with a big frame, only recently lost weight, but the big man picked him up, just like carrying a small Like a chicken.

The next moment, Jian Shao felt his world spinning, and when he woke up, the scene in front of him had completely changed.

The originally spacious and bright space shrank suddenly, and it was probably a closed stone room. Standing here, the dark-skinned man seemed to be able to fill the whole place.

There were a few lamps burning on the wall, but the flames were all the size of a bean. The light was very dim and the smell was terrible. Jian Shao couldn't move his whole body. After turning his eyes several times, he saw the decorative patterns on the wall that were roughly the same as the ruins of the building. It just occurred to me that this must be somewhere in the ruins. The most likely possibility is the underground... the underground.

The black-skinned man let go of his hand, and Jian Shao fell to the ground at once, the pain was not so painful, but as soon as he landed, the twisting, criss-crossing blood-red lines in front of his eyes made Jian Shao feel a deep chill in his heart.

This pattern is basically painted with blood, and it looks like it will make people feel that their scalp is fried.

The instinct of life tells Jian Shao that a great crisis is approaching, but now he is weak, what can he do?At this time, he thought of that unfathomable existence again, and prayed to the "Great Master of the Ten Directions" in his heart, hoping that that existence could hear his prayers and save him from danger.

However, is it useful to hold Buddha's feet temporarily?

Jian Shao couldn't speak of a sincere call, he just went to the doctor in a hurry, and the other party's actions were a hundred times simpler than he imagined.

Without any delay, the big black-skinned man dragged him to the very center of the space, making him lie on the ground in a big shape with his limbs spread out.

The more nervous and fearful he was, the clearer Jian Shao's perception became. He found that his hands and feet were resting on a certain node of the blood-stained lines, and the chill seemed to come out from the ground and penetrate deep into his body.

What is that man going to do?

While thinking about it, he saw four sharp spikes protruding from the hands of the black-skinned man.

"Don't be kidding... ah!"

The screams that changed the tone were forced to pull out, and Jian Shao didn't know where the strength came from, and he screamed so loudly that his chest was about to burst, but no matter how excited he was, the limbs that were nailed to the ground could not recover from the pain. Break free from the spikes.

The ground was cold, and the spikes were hot. It seemed that toxins had been specially applied on the wound. Two different sensations intertwined on the wound, as if the muscles and tendons inside were picked apart one by one and slowly grinded. The pain was so painful that Jian Shao was dying.

The blood flowed out from the wound without any sideways flow, and at the same time, it didn't stop or coagulate. It just flowed meanderingly along the established blood pattern. It seems to have a terrifying magic power.

After doing all this, the dark-skinned man no longer cared about him, ignored his screams and groans, turned around and took a step, and disappeared from here.

Jian Shao slammed the back of his head on the ground in pain, and didn't know it was bleeding, but this did not alleviate it at all. In contrast, the pain in his limbs became more prominent, 'driving' him almost crazy!

"Save the suffering, the great lord of the ten directions, help, help!"

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Jian Shao screamed and Yu Ci also had a headache.Shenyi Xingmang faithfully conveyed the feeling over there, even after the attenuation of thousands of miles, the feeling is not very good.There must be something special on the spikes and the bloodstained lines. In the severe pain, Jian Shao's sense is exceptionally sharp, and the pain is ten times, a hundred times clearer than usual, and there is even a tendency to continue piling up.

Entering Jian Shao's perspective, the word "empathy" is really not just talk.

"Is this method a blood sacrifice or something?"

"Uh, uh..." Shadow Ghost didn't respond immediately, and complained after a while, "The junior over there is out of his mind, and can't see the direction of the sacrificial pattern below."

In this situation, how many can maintain calm?

Yu Ci felt that the situation over there was strange and inexplicable. The black-skinned man who suddenly came out did not look like a treasure-hunting monk at all. The closed stone room and the lines spreading all over the ground did not seem to be made temporarily. The situation was suddenly surrounded by layers of fog, and it was hard to see clearly.

Due to pain and fear, Jian Shao's defenses are collapsing at an alarming rate.

"Calmness" had already been removed from his heart, and within a quarter of an hour, he began to yell, curse and curse, and broke free from the pins in a way that was almost self-harming, but all these efforts were useless and could only make him His blood drained faster, and the blood stains on the ground became brighter and brighter.

Because of his anxious state of mind, the information received by Yu Ci has also become extremely weak, and it has been cut off several times. It is because people always have some unrealistic fantasies in desperate situations, and correspondingly, they have some unrealistic fantasies about the so-called "Great Master of the Ten Directions". ", Jian Shao still had a glimmer of hope, so he kept it up intermittently, but if you want to see the direction of the lines clearly, don't even think about it!

Yu Ci felt that something should be done, at least the "source of information" should be stabilized.

This requires relatively stable emotions, as well as pure enough beliefs.If it was Kou Chu, it should be easy to do, but this one, Yu Ci needs to pay attention to strategy.

After thinking about it, Yu Ci tried to send out a ray of soothing thought.

This ray of thought started from his heart, and was sent thousands of miles away through the dual functions of the bronze mirror of the gods and the fragments of the magic weapon. It only took an amazing blink of an eye.

However, Yu Ci also discovered that in this very short moment, the thought he sent out encountered great interference, not in the middle of the way, but when it was applied to Jian Shao's soul, it was suddenly refracted and distorted , never to return to the original intention.

Jian Shao, who was in a state of anxiety, didn't even notice this slight change, she was still yelling loudly, her voice was broken, and she didn't intend to stop.

Shadow Ghost sneered: "His own belief is impure, how can you help him?"

Yu Ci thinks it is the same, things are most afraid of the word "comparison". Putting Kou Chu and Jian Shao together, one can find that the former's belief in the "Shangxian" or "Great Master" who bestows power is as pure as a piece of completely transparent. There is almost no hindrance in sending and returning colored glaze; the latter has many impurities in its beliefs, Yu Ci has nothing worth mentioning except for the two talismans printed on his soul at the beginning communication.

This is a question of the depth of interaction, and Yu Ci really can't handle it.

"Wait a minute..."

Yu Ci was a little disturbed by the messages that came back intermittently, so he wanted to cut off contact temporarily, and wait until Jian Shao calmed down, but at this time, Jian Shao over there trembled violently, and his thoughts suddenly concentrated.

In the stone room, the big black-skinned man just now went back and forth, looking down on him coldly.But he is not the main character. What really moves is a new guy who appears next to the big man.

Due to the vagueness of the information sent, Yu Ci couldn't see his appearance clearly. He only saw the man walking forward slowly, carefully inspecting Jian Shao's severely injured limbs with his eyes, and then nodded: "Let's just do it, if there is another A hundred or so is almost enough... If it died before this, remember to replace it with a new one in time."

Probably due to the gathering effect of fear on thoughts, these two sentences were transmitted to Yu Ci's side, and they were also extremely clear and transparent.

Yu Ci grinned, feeling a little cold all over his body.

The appearance of that person also gradually became clearer. It seemed that his body was not as substantial as that of a ghost cultivator. It smiled at Jian Shao who was already stunned by fear: "Great Lord Shifang, you have boundless supernatural powers. Can you help him?" It is also a good fortune to exert one's strength."

Jian Shao was sluggish, but thousands of miles away, the hairs on Yu Ci's body stood on end.