Watch Out! Danger Ahead

Time is running out, and the power of darkness is so powerful that Song Qingxiao’s expectations have been exceeded, making her want to hear the sage of the month continue to talk about his ideals, but the next moment, she relentlessly speaks out about the moon. 'The sage's narration was interrupted.

"Then why, you will betray your ideals in the end?"

When she asked this, half of the sage "Yue"'s face showed a look of guilt and sadness.

He is like a child who has done something wrong, being severely reprimanded by the adults.

"I didn't fulfill the original promise..." The sadness in his eyes overflowed, and the high-spirited head slowly fell.

The black fleshy tentacles on the lower lip began to move around. Taking advantage of the moment when he lowered his head, they adhered to his upper lip, forming a multitude of connections, as if trying to seal his upper lip.

He realized this and raised his head again. Between his lips opened and closed, the sticky strands were pulled out one by one from the plump upper lip, stretched and broken, and finally turned into black energy, and retreated back to his. Chin.

But during this pull, the upper lip of the sage "Moon" has been stained with blood, which shows the intensity of his previous struggle.

"Promise?" Song Qingxiao had faintly grasped the core of the problem, but he needed something to prove it.

After this experience, the voice of the sage "Moon" could not conceal his exhaustion:

"'Japan' is responsible for bringing light and hope to the people on the mainland."

He tilted his head up, his upper lip was wide open, unwilling to let the fleshy whiskers on his lower lip touch.

The blood on the upper lip gradually stopped, forming scars.

These words may have accumulated in his heart for too long, and no one has been telling them. At this time, someone listened. Although he seemed to be struggling to breathe, he still tried to speak as much as possible:

"And I am responsible for absorbing people's pain, disease, and hidden worries--"

Song Qingxiao frowned upon hearing this:

"It's impossible."

She resolutely said: "Human power always has an end."

Even if it is the negative energy in one's heart, the need to digest is enough to consume a lot of energy.

Even a blessed monk, after embarking on a path of cultivation, is susceptible to the trouble of breeding demons. The more he cultivates to the later stage, the easier he becomes.

It's not time to take care of yourself, let alone take it for others.

According to the monk, after the evil dragon was expelled, although the entire continent ushered in a new life, at the same time, the ravages of the evil dragon still left endless pain.

The blood of the hero and the death of the relatives brought a lot of grief to the rest of the mainland.

Under such circumstances, if the sage of the "Moon" wants to bear the negative emotions of the whole continent with the power of one person, it is tantamount to idiotic dreams.

"and many more--"

Song Qingxiao’s first reaction was absolutely impossible, but when she saw the huge ‘black tree’ from the corner of her eye, an unbelievable thought came to her mind:

"You won't really be burdened with all the pain, disease, despair and sorrow of everyone!"

Even if he was sensible and calm as Song Qingxiao, when he said this, his eyes widened in disbelief.

In the blue eyes of the sage ‘Moon’, there seemed to be grief overflowing:

"It turns out that human power is always limited?" He whispered, as if muttering to himself: "I am not a **** yet, I am too overestimating myself."

A sorrow escaped from his eyes, making the black energy under him even more violent.

"Woooooo-"

One after another wailing sounded from all directions, as if corresponding to his self-talk.

‘Boom! ’

The ground began to vibrate again, and the turbulence became more and more intense, even dragging the ‘giant tree’ that drilled out of the center of the abyss.

The tree poles trembled slightly, and the ghost cried and wailed more and more loudly.

As the black air was tumbling, the looming faces on the surface of the tree pole became clearer.

The heads came out like spores from the inside of the tree, and stretched their necks like a "moon" sage.

They are not limited to humans, but also elves, winged men, and all kinds of monsters.

But without exception, at this time they maintained their miserable form before dying.

The wailing of the Warcraft combined with the cry of the dead spirits. Amidst the sound of ‘fluttering’, a fist-sized blood hole appeared on the main pole of the ‘giant tree’.

The foul-smelling black plasma spewed out from the hole like boiling spring water, and the force of the impact tore the hole, making it bigger and bigger--until it formed a huge cave.

‘Oh-roar! ’

Amidst the gurgling sound of blood plasma, a terrifying beast roar sounded from within the deep cave.

'thump! thump! ’

The rhythm of the plasma gushing is like a spring of explosion, large chunks of rotten flesh and blood engulfed in thick black blood.

The head of a ferocious, half-rotten bone dragon came out of the deep hole opened by the ‘giant tree’, and its decayed body rubbed against the tree stem, making a scalp tingling sound.

In the roar, the bone dragon's skin and flesh were ground off, and the plasma rolled down, dripping with the screaming undead below.

The closer to the sage of the Moon, the worse the shape of these undead looks.

They may be victims of the reign of the dragon, full of grievances.

Under the drilled head, there may be a severed limb or foot, or a hollowed belly.

The intestines poured out from the abdominal cavity, and the black blood spewed with a thick stench, turned into a thick liquid like pitch, and flowed down the branches of the ‘giant tree’.

Those remaining resentful spirits under the ‘giant tree’ were only forced to accept the watering of these dark powers, screaming and crying even more helplessly.

The lower the creatures, the more difficult it is to escape the fate of being "polluted" twice. When curled up at the bottom of the darkness and repeatedly irrigated by black air, the hostility becomes more severe.

The long branches began to squirm again, and on top of the thick roots, faces were crawling out at the same time.

A body with amputated limbs and young arms crawled out of the roots, crying sharply, trying to escape from this'life', but the thick black air formed a fatal attraction, turning their feet It is firmly bound to the roots and vines of the'giant tree'.

Their bodies have been integrated with the black ‘giant tree’, no matter how hard they are, they are still dragged by the dense black-horned tentacles, making it difficult to escape.

A terrifying scene appeared on the ground and in the air, and tens of millions of undead crawled out of the tree poles in the sound of crying.

Large stocks of thick black blood gushed from their bodies and flowed down the tree stems, almost submerging the roots of the ‘giant tree’, making it difficult for every undead to escape.

The black blood forms a vast ocean, drowning the roots.

"Woooooo-"

"what--"

The painful cry and the screaming cry formed a terrifying and pervasive sound that echoed everywhere in the abyssal realm.

The black sea of ​​blood was rippling, and the dead ghost reached out to everyone in the sky.

The realm of the abyss at this time is no different from the **** devil's cave, even the well-informed tester, because of this terrible scene, is shocked to change color.

The flames spitting out from the dragon in the sky were reflected in a weird purple-black under the endless sea of ​​blood rippling underground.

The stench permeated the entire territory, even if the testers blocked the five senses, the stench could still penetrate into their hearts.

The tree poles shook violently, and the creeping ‘vines’ shaped like huge tentacles, arched high.

Amid the sound of ‘boom boom boom’, the extremely heavy tree pole was ‘supported’ by these dozens of thick tentacles, and began to slowly rise into the air.

"The tree, the tree moved..."

The Taoist only felt that his throat was bitter. He was born in Tianyi Sect, and he also practiced the technique of slashing demons and eliminating demons. For evil spirits, Taoist secrets have always been unique.

But the resentment aura here is too strong, and it has formed a strong demon evil aura that is far from what he can resist with his current strength.

Dozens of thick ‘giant trees’ roots were buried under the vast ocean, and the dense skeletons looked up at the sky, staring into the sky with a pair of hollow eye sockets.

The surging black waves rippled slightly, and the black juice penetrated their half-rotted nasal cavity, then gushed out of their eye sockets, and finally submerged in the sea.

"This is--" The swordsman felt his throat churning, the pungent smell and the terrifying scene like **** in front of him repeatedly stimulated his heart, causing his face to twitch:

"The ocean that disappeared before?"

The Six Saints once also stepped on the seawater of the Abyssal Territory, and they were almost swallowed by such ‘seawater’.

Thinking of the source of these ‘sea water’, and then flowing from the abyssal territory to the dark river, and the sea had swallowed such ‘water’ when he was walking in a trap, the swordsman felt that his whole person was not good.

But this is not the time to care about such ‘little things’.

The giant vines immersed in the black water lifted the tree poles high, making this ‘giant tree’ growing out of the abyss instantly form a ‘alive’ moving monster!

"Woooooo-"

"Aw—"

"Roar!"

The cries of the wronged souls are endless, and the stench is getting stronger.

Even if he held his breath, the smell was like a roundworm attached to bones, still burrowing into everyone's nasal cavity endlessly.

It's too smelly!

This odor seems to have materialized, forming a gray mist that is difficult to disperse, greedily approaching each creature's direction.

Song Qingxiao couldn't bear it, she raised her palm and covered her nose and mouth.

But this has no effect!

The foul-smelling gas combined with the gas of the dead, attached to the surface of everyone's body, drilled into the flesh and blood along the pores, and became thicker and thicker.

Nose-covering doesn't work, and the five senses can't isolate this stench.

This odor is not a real olfactory stimulus, but comes from the ubiquitous'evil' in the abyss, which is inevitable.

Song Qing's body was in the abyss. This smell and the evil spirit had the same origin. If the root cause was not solved, he would never be free from it.

Thinking of this, she let go of her nose covering her nose.

The gray mist attacked the Holy Light Shield, and the Saintess and others were almost unable to support it.

The body of the blue spirit butterfly was covered with gray particles, making the body of this huge spirit butterfly covered, and the light was already very weak.

The ice dragon was corroded by the power of darkness, and its body turned into drops of gray-black water, ‘tickly ticking’ into the ocean.

‘Crunch—’

‘Crunch—’

In the weird sound, Song Qingxiao heard a noise from above his head.

She raised her head, and the color suddenly changed under this look.

Above the head, several black vines stretched out from the black fog, and countless resentful spirits were connected to them. The vines were like fruit-bearing branches and buds. The undead and skeletons collided with each other between the swings, sending out a crisp sound.

The cold black sap dripped, and more and more rattans were drawn out, spreading densely like an overwhelming sky, forming a terrifying huge cage that filled the entire abyssal territory!

Lucifer, who had been unusually calm since entering the Abyssal Territory, finally changed his face when he saw the dense prison.

He leaned forward and stretched out his hand to pat the dragon's back under him.

The dragon seemed to sense his mind, shaking its wings and trying to fly high.

‘Boom--’

There was a strong wind between the two giant wings flapping, and the skull ghost head and **** tentacles hanging on the cane above shook wildly.

The faces on the'giant tree' seemed to smell fresh flesh and blood, and showed a greedy smile.

One arm reached out and reached out to the direction of the dragon to grab it, as if he wanted to pull the dragon and Lucifer into the abyss together.

This place is their territory, and under the black air, everything is controlled by them.

Under the influence of the powerful dark power, the hill-like body of the dragon seemed to be grasped by an invisible big hand.

The stench and the power of darkness formed a gray-black mist, crazily covering the body of the dragon, pushing it against the tree.

Lucifer’s powerful and invincible art of reincarnation was completely out of control in the face of the power of darkness~www.wuxiaspot.com~ The power here is too strong, the great wish of the sage of the month, the negative energy of the different races of the entire continent Absorb it all!

These energies have been completely out of control over the years, forming a terrifying force that even the ‘Moon’ sage himself cannot completely control, and even counteracts the Lord.

As the sage ‘Moon’ said, this is a curse.

Just like the ascetic school founded by Hayas, the ascetics use pain as the cornerstone of tempering their will and turn pain into a source of strength. In the end, Hayas, who bears the faith, gained the strength he dreamed of, but also undertook it. The pain of everyone.

When the sage of the Moon and the sage of the Sun set up the grand aspirations at the beginning of the establishment of the God's Court, he must be extremely sincere.

But things backfired.

He may not have thought that the heavy oaths he once vowed and the good wishes he made would eventually form his nightmare and become a heavy burden that he cannot shake off.

The negative emotions of the people on the whole continent are too heavy, even if it is a god, it can't be moved.

Until this moment, Song Qingxiao finally understood the reason why the sage "Yue" betrayed the gods.

Facing such an unknown and terrifying dark creature, Lucifer finally panicked.

The giant dragon was pushed by the gray mist like a falling meteor and crashed into the'giant tree'.

The string of dead spirits on the tree opened their mouths in excitement, waiting for new creatures to be swallowed.

Even if it comes from the magic of reincarnation given by the "Sun" and "Moon", there is no way to counteract the negative emotions of all the people in mainland China.

Seeing that the dragon was about to hit the ‘giant tree’ at a critical juncture, Lucifer said loudly:

"'Day', we join hands!"

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