Chapter 37 Yin Feng quenches the body, recasts the foundation, and mourns the river of blood(2/2)
"The last situation is the blood river to attend the funeral!"
"Little Fish... Run!" The old Taoist greeted him and ran towards the opposite side of the canyon. He sacrificed the incense burner and sprayed out a stream of golden ashes to protect the three of them. At this time, the black shadows and the resentment of the demons flew up from the blood river in the cold wind, and instinctively rushed towards the people above the canyon.
Even if someone has woken up, he still can't stop it.
In an instant, the demons drove a hundred times stronger than the Yin Feng and rushed into the crowd. More than a dozen people were instantly lost their minds and were unprepared, allowing the evil spirit to contaminate their bodies.
More than a dozen human skins were blown up by the wind and hung on the treetops.
The rest of the people were all numb and the chaotic and chaotic wind was swelling, and countless evil spirits were passing through them. Under the interference of boundless resentment and demons, it was difficult to distinguish the direction. Someone took the wrong path and fell into the canyon with screams and fell into the blood river.
It was melted away with just a thud.
Even the protective magic weapon was rusted in the blood river, and the corpse was gone, and the rest were even more fearful, resentment, devil, evil spirit, Yin wind, and Blood River intertwined. Even the green cow couldn't bear it, and he pulled the Tao family behind him and ran all the way.
Lei Yu shouted angrily, and his body was filled with lightning. Four hexagrams appeared in a crack of his hand. Then the four hexagrams of wind, earth, water and fire merged, just like the lightning of Hunyuan, breaking hundreds of demons in front of him.
But soon, more demons drove the water of the blood-driving river and manifested a miniature blood river in the air.
The blood river turned into a demon body, and a god and demon pulled out a blood-colored sword light, slashing Lei Yu up and down, and the lightning light on his body was broken and almost cut off in half.
Qingniu was shocked: "The Demon Blood-turning Divine Sword!"
"Run quickly, otherwise this knife will cut beef!" The old bull accelerated his pace, and a green divine light emitted from the corner of the board above his head swept the front, opening up a road.
But except for a few people, who took the opportunity to cross the road with the most demons, everyone else fell behind. Countless demons rode the blood river and drove a larger sword light to keep them all here.
Their blood and energy floated all over their bodies, and the blood was about to support their bodies. There were endless resentment that impacted their minds, evil energy eroded the true energy, and the Yin wind covered the way forward...
Someone cried out in despair.
Even Lei Yu had to give up the remaining tribe members, clamped his son under his ribs, break through the road alone, and rushed out toward the opposite side of the canyon.
Jin Chong was rubbed by the bloody sword light, and the blood was passing through his pores. He roared repeatedly with the two remaining elders of the Jin family, fighting with the devil. The old fox of the Xin family gave up the burden and was breaking through with a small number of elite soldiers.
Just when these people were about to fall into a desperate situation, the divine light in the white bone tree trembled, and where the nine bone dragons entrenched, a bronze coffin suddenly opened, and a white beautiful figure flew out from it, passing through the cold wind.
Wherever he went, the blood river calmed down and the devil retreated.
The beautiful figure floated onto a branch of bones. She shook her right arm, and the silver ringtone of Lingling was crisp and pleasant, dispelling the boundless resentment that entangled everyone.
With the silver ringtone, the demon tide retreated, and everyone broke free from the entanglements and was able to escape.
"Woman?" The old man was a little surprised.
"There are thousands of ghost skins to be buried with you, the three spiritual caves are sacrificed for Tailao, the corpses worship, the blood river funeral, and the terrible situation is set up. The tomb is actually a woman who sacrifices her? And she even rescued us?"
Xiaoyu really couldn't believe that the Ghost King was such a gentle female ghost.
"The Blood River is transformed by a demon head suppressed in the deepest part of the demon cave. If there is really a strange movement, I can't protect you. You might as well leave quickly!" Bai Qianying said in a gentle tone and advised in a kind voice.
For the first time, I saw everyone in front of the White Bone Wood Land Immortal Burial Lord, and each had his own thoughts.
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In the distance, Qian Chen stood under the White Bone Futu Tower, raised his head and sighed: "No wonder Zhong Kui is so worried about his sister. Zhong Ling is too kind and peaceful, and really can't adapt to this cruel world of cultivation."
"How can you calm those ambitious idiots so easy to talk to?"
"I hope they don't do anything stupid!"
Chapter completed!