Twisted Realm

Bang! !

When the muffled sound came, Meng Xuan rushed away from the surging living sculpture, jumped out from the second floor of the main building, and landed heavily on the ground.

In an instant, the densely packed living sculptures on the first floor came up.

Meng Xuan's scalp felt numb for a while, and he immediately started walking with oil on the soles of his feet.

Along the way, all kinds of strange-shaped living sculptures passed by, Meng Xuan couldn't even see their specific appearance, he only knew how to keep dodging and running.

He could clearly feel that the terror brewing on the blood moon seemed to be about to erupt.

There were deep or shallow scars on his body, and even a stone arrow was stuck on his butt. Although the wound was not deep, the stone arrow hung on his buttocks when he ran and the pain was unstoppable. He didn't know which one it was. Bastard sculpture shot him.

There are too many animate sculptures. Even if he has turned on the blood source mode, he can only cope with it, and it is impossible to avoid it completely. I am afraid that only by turning on the secret state of the battle with Kunnan that night, it is possible to dodge safely.

However, the risk of that state is extremely high, and Meng Xuan has not fully grasped it, so he does not dare to use it as a last resort.

He finally escaped from the manor over the wall and ran all the way out of the red beam.

Almost all the explosive puppets outside the beam fell to the ground, and the rows looked densely packed, and the rest were falling down quickly. The evil spirits fused in the body were pulled by the **** moon in the sky and continuously merged into the blood moon. among.

He looked up at the blood moon in the sky, it was at least five times bigger than before, like a huge disc hanging in the air, bright red as if it was about to drip blood. Like red amber, the manor is solidified in it.

Meng Xuan took a deep breath, the sense of crisis that the blood moon brought him was too strong, and he was ready to continue to evacuate to the depths of the decaying forest, away from the red beam.

Fortunately, almost all the evil spirits in the rotten forest were absorbed by the blood moon, and the way was unimpeded.

hum! ! !

The whole small world shook violently.

Meng Xuan saw a miraculous sight.

Strings of dark purple ritual patterns, like cobwebs, covered the entire small world.

These ritual patterns kept flickering, making the whole small world a mysterious atmosphere.

The ceremonial pattern nodes that cover the entire small world are the embossed manor shrouded in the **** moon and the **** moonlight.

"~~~"

"WOSHINIMAMA~~"

"KUAIJIAOWOBABA~~"

melodious

Yang's light-hearted Nelson music resounded throughout the world, full of gentle and long-lasting love, and thin strands of sweetness.

Meng Xuan was stunned, stopped, and looked back.

The sky in the small world is dim, and the rotten and twisted woods are dead silent. The dense dark purple ritual pattern flickers slightly, exuding a terrifying breath, as if the terrifying end is about to come.

But there was soft and melodious music in the sky, and under the reflection of the huge blood-colored full moon and moonlight, two incomparably huge phantoms appeared in the thick blood-colored beams.

A handsome man wearing a black robe, brown hair, and charming blue eyes, hugged a woman who also wore a black robe and had a delicate face, and danced intimately to the melodious music.

The eyes of the two of them have never left each other, their eyes are full of love that will overflow, and the two young faces are full of sweet smiles with infinite expectations for the future.

Under the blood-colored beam, this apocalyptic world has become their most dazzling stage.

Inexplicably, Meng Xuan felt a shock in his heart.

Accompanied by the dance of the huge phantom, a huge power burst out from the blood-colored moon.

The manor started from the top, gradually turned into powder, and drifted away with the wind.

Even a monster as powerful as a four-meter beast sculpture was difficult for Meng Xuan to chop, and it turned into fly ash like dust.

Soon, the manor buildings had all drifted away, revealing the scene in the hall of the main house.

In the sand and dust scattered all over the sky, a brown-haired woman in a black robe was dancing the exact same dance as the huge phantom with stiff movements following the music.

The phantom dance came to an end, and the two figures hugged tightly together, eager to rub each other into their own bodies.

Melissa in the hall ended the dance and stared blankly at the phantoms in the sky hugging each other tightly.

"It turns out that you didn't leave, you were always there."

The majestic power of the blood-colored light beam rushed towards her, and her body turned into flying ashes.

There was no expression on her stiff face, but a sweet smile flashed in those amethyst eyes.

This moment, for her, is already eternity.

Her figure completely turned to dust.

boom! !

The power of the blood-colored light beam frantically poured into the ritual pattern on the ground of the manor.

Click! !

The ritual pattern was broken, and the entire small world was like a mirror, with cracks appearing.

hum! !

The scene in Meng Xuan's eyes was frozen.

After this unforgettable scene, there was a strong trance in his mind, his eyes darkened, and a terrifying whirlwind struck.

Bang! !

He hit the ground heavily, and the stone arrow on his **** was smashed, bringing out a large piece of flesh and blood, and the pain caused him to take a deep breath.

I Nima

Meng Xuan turned sideways, pulled out the stone arrow, and threw it aside. The wounds all over his body were bleeding.

He looked around and found that he seemed to have returned to the abandoned villa again, and the unreal feeling of the overlapping of the virtual and the real had disappeared.

"Cough cough cough!!"

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Beside him, there was a violent coughing sound. Old man Shen, dressed in black tights, was sitting on the ground coughing blood continuously. His right arm was terribly twisted, and it seemed to be seriously dislocated.

This old guy, after seeing Meng Xuan, his first reaction was not to say hello, but to pick up the phone and dial the emergency number directly: "Hey, Elena, the matter is settled, come and pick us up~www.wuxiaspot.com~Meng Xuan Seeing this, he was a little speechless. The old man suspected that he was seriously ill. This was because he was afraid of killing himself and killing more money. It seemed that he got a lot of benefits from the manor.

After finishing the phone call, the old man Shen finally breathed a sigh of relief and felt relieved.

"What happened just now? We shouldn't have touched any mechanism? Why did the ruins have such a big change? In the end, they self-destructed?"

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Meng Xuan frowned, and the last scene he saw in the ruins appeared in his mind.

"How do I know? I'm still wondering."

Old Man Shen had an unfathomable look on his face. After entering the ruins, he had not been able to please him all the way. In the end, he was almost smashed into a meat pie by the giant beast sculpture.

The two were silent for a while, and tacitly did not ask each other about the gains and experiences in the ruins.

The ruins have been destroyed, the matter has passed, and the benefits have been obtained, and there is no need to get to the bottom of the rest. Everyone has their own secrets.

Meng Xuan turned his attention to the two half-illusory little kid evil spirits still lying on the ground. Their other companions were probably absorbed by the Blood Moon, but these two guys were lucky to survive.

Meng Xuan said to the old man Shen, "How do you deal with these two little guys?"

"Without the support of the ritual power, they are expected to dissipate soon, but in order to prevent them from causing trouble again, I think it is better to disperse directly."

Shen Lao took a breath and said.

"Is there a way to put them away?"

Meng Xuan thought of the book in his arms, the evil spirit that merged with the puppet in the decaying forest, and suddenly became interested in these two little guys.

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