The muffled sound of the rock formations breaking exploded in my ears, and the blood vessel walls that once pulsed with hot Divine Blood were now peeling off layer by layer like decayed tree bark. Gray-white stone powder rustled down, choking into the nose, carrying an ancient and decaying dust smell.
Fang Mo crushed the remains of the valve beneath his feet.
This is no longer God King's Ventricle, but a huge tomb that is collapsing.
There is a pale Bone Platform raised edge in front, and a Daoist shadow is struggling to support it.
Li Mingyue The Flying Fish Robe that once made Divine Capital countless Demon frightened, now only a few strands of cloth hanging on the body are left, soaked by Black Blood, clinging to the scarred skin. Although the frosty hair has turned black, it is as withered as grass, stuck to the side of the cheeks by rain and blood.
She was half-kneeling on the ground, and the bones under her knees were even cracked by her kneeling.
Her hands were tightly clasping the Spring Embroidered Saber that was inserted into the crack of the rock. Her knuckles turned white. This was her last stubbornness before her body fell.
Hearing the footsteps, she raised her eyelids with great difficulty.
The pupils were a little dilated, but at the moment when the figure of Fang Mo was reflected, they forcibly gathered two points of cold light.
"The disaster... is really hard to survive."
The voice was as thin as a gossamer, and was mostly swallowed up by the roaring sound of falling rocks all around.
Fang Mo didn't answer, and he didn't even bother to look at her embarrassed look of trying to hold on to the scene. He made a mistake with his foot, and an afterimage appeared from his figure, approaching him in an instant.
Without any scruples about whether a man or a woman would be close to each other, and without the slightest tenderness, he put his hand around the shaky waist and roughly lifted the person up.
Press your right hand on the back of Li Mingyue, and Internal Energy will vomit from the palm of your hand.
That was not the gentle healing True Qi, but the violent vitality that had just been plundered from God King's Essence Blood and had not yet been completely tamed.
"Ugh!"
Li Mingyue's body trembled violently, and an uncontrollable groan of pain escaped from his throat.
The heat flow was like red-hot Molten Iron, rushing into her almost dry meridians. Wherever it passed, the atrophied meridians were forcibly opened, and the broken bones were violently connected with a crackling sound. This feeling of being forcibly infused with life force was even a hundred times more painful than the overdraft of the original source just now.
Two sickly flushes instantly appeared on her pale cheeks, and cold sweat once again wet the messy hair on her forehead.
"Shut up."
Fang Mo uttered two words coldly, threw her over his shoulder like a sack, and clasped her thigh with one hand.
"Save your strength, it's not time to die yet."
Overhead, the last intact piece of the dome began to disintegrate.
The rock formation weighing tens of millions of kilograms has lost its support and is pressing down with the force of crushing everything. The only exit has long been blocked by rocks.
Fang Mo raised his head, his eyes penetrated the diffuse smoke and dust, staring at the approaching darkness.
"Big Niu! Old Yan! Give me a shout if you're not dead!"
The sound is not high-pitched, but it is wrapped in a rich Lung Metal Killing Aura, like the sound of gold and iron, penetrating the rock formations and vibrating in all directions.
Boom!
The corridor Ruins on the left exploded, and flames Crimson shot into the sky.
Boom!
The golden liquid splashed on the right, smashing a boulder into pieces.
Boom!
In the middle shadow, a Gray Mist quietly eroded through the barrier.
There was a heart-stopping squirming movement in the ground beneath our feet, followed by a surge of soil.
The four auras, although carrying the sluggishness of a serious injury, were more condensed and dangerous than before.
Jie Se Monk was covered in mud, with half a broken bone on his bald head, but his smile was particularly bright.
Iron Bull's skin was glowing with a dark red metallic sheen, like pig iron that had just come out of the furnace.
Qian Dagui lost a lot of weight, but there was a faint golden glow flowing around her body.
Old Yan is still hunched over, but in those cloudy old eyes, Death Qi has almost condensed into substance.
"It's all ready."
Fang Mo glanced around and grinned with a solemn smile.
As long as the person is still there, the transaction is not a loss.
"This place is too narrow to use."
He looked up at the sky with a fierce look in his eyes.
"Iron Bull, open the way!"
"Ho--!"
He was answered with a dull, thunderous roar.
Iron Bull didn't say any nonsense, his knees were slightly bent, and the rocks under his feet instantly shattered into powder.
With the force of this counter-shock, his iron tower-like body shot up like a cannonball.
No weapons were used.
He clenched his fists tightly, the muscles on his arms were knotted, and dark red fire patterns flowed under his skin.
He punched the ground that was hundreds of feet thick and suffocating.
There is nothing fancy about this punch, just pure and extreme power and heat.
Boom!
The dull crashing sound made everyone's hearts stop for half a beat.
Immediately afterwards, countless fine cracks appeared on the indestructible rock formation above the head starting from the stress point. The cracks spread rapidly, revealing a dazzling red light.
Boom!
Hundreds of feet of rock formations completely collapsed.
A passage leading directly to the ground was smashed out by this extremely brutal punch.
"Let's go!"
Fang Mo stepped on the void, his figure was like electricity, and followed Iron Bull as he rushed into the rubble in the sky.
Qian Dagui turned into golden light, Old Yan merged into shadow, Jie Se was born Red Lotus.
The five figures, like five sharp swords piercing the sky, fought their way upstream at the last moment of destruction, fighting for a way out.
Divine Capital Outside the city, Yin Mountain Burial Ground.
The rain has slowed down, but it is still pouring down, washing over this land full of death.
The area around the huge pit that had swallowed up countless creatures was filled with mud. The several Blood God Temple Demon Monk who had originally been entrenched here to maintain Blood River Great Formation had already turned into a few shriveled skins, lying in the mud and letting the rain and wind blow.
The desperate devouring suction in the pit has disappeared.
Instead, the earth trembled.
The soil rolled, as if something huge was about to emerge from the ground. Several lonely ghosts wandering around let out a scream and hid under the tombstone in fear, trembling.
Bang!
A loud noise shook the wilderness.
In the center of the deep pit, mud and gravel rose into the sky, tens of feet into the sky.
Six embarrassed but fierce figures, carrying the unique smell of Sulfur and blood, hit the ground heavily.
Fang Mo The moment his feet landed on the ground, the mud and water under his feet shot out in all directions.
He put Li Mingyue down on his shoulders and let her lean against a broken tombstone.
His chest rose and fell violently, and he greedily took a breath of the cold air mixed with the stench of rotting corpses.
That's the taste of life.
The Turbid Qi in the Lung Palace was expelled with his breathing, and the God King's Essence Blood in his body that had just calmed down became agitated again, putting his whole person in an extremely dangerous state of excitement.
He slowly straightened up, placed his hand on the empty scabbard at his waist, and looked through the dark rain curtain to focus on the front.
A hundred steps away.
A group of people stood silently, like a group of ghosts who had been waiting for a long time.
The leader was sitting on a large soft sedan chair. Rosewood's sedan body glowed dimly in the rainy night. The gauze drooped down, blocking most of the body of the person in the sedan chair, revealing only a hand holding a tea cup.
The hands were extremely white, the nails were rounded and neatly trimmed, and the little finger was slightly raised, exuding an indescribable femininity and dignity.
Grand Eunuch, Eunuch Liu.
Even in this wilderness, even when faced with corpses on the ground, he still maintained the meticulous dignity of the palace.
Behind him, twenty Imperial Guard Death Warriors wearing black and gold heavy armor lined up in a fan shape.
Their faces were covered with cold Iron Mask, revealing only a pair of emotionless eyes. In each of their hands, they held a powerful crossbow that was completely black and glowed with a cold blue light.
Breaking Qi Crossbow.
Great Qian Divine Machine Battalion A killing weapon specially developed for hunting and killing martial arts masters.
The crossbow arrows are made of Magic-Breaking Black Gold, and the arrows are quenched with a poison that seals the throat with blood. When shot at such a close distance, let alone Fang Mo and the others who are at the end of their crossbows at this moment, even Organ Refining Realm masters in their heyday will be shot into a sieve in an instant. Body Protection Qi is as thin as a cicada in front of it.
"Tsk."
A soft sigh came from the sedan, with a bit of regret and a bit of ridicule.
Eunuch Liu slowly put down the already cool tea cup, took out a snow-white silk handkerchief, gently covered it under his nose, and frowned slightly.
"This stinking smell...Captain Fang, where did you go?"
The high-pitched voice penetrated the rain curtain and penetrated into everyone's ears, giving people goosebumps.
The gauze curtain was opened by a pale hand.
Eunuch Liu's face covered with thick powder was revealed.
He didn't look at those grotesque men, his eyes only stopped for a moment on the broken Flying Fish Robe on Li Mingyue, and then fixed it firmly on Fang Mo.
There was no murderous intent in his eyes, but there was a look that was more uncomfortable than the murderous intent, as if he was looking at an antique that had just been unearthed and covered in dirt.
"We thought that Captain Fang would stay in that Gentle Township for a while longer."
Eunuch Liu took out a white handkerchief and covered his mouth and nose, as if he disliked the smell of blood on Fang Mo's body.
Fang Mo shook off the muddy water on his hands, took a step forward, and stood in front of Li Mingyue.
"Eunuch Liu is so elegant."
There was no trace of fear on his face, instead he showed a set of white teeth and a ferocious smile.
"I wasn't at the Palace to serve the master in the middle of the night, so I came here to Mass Grave to drink herbal tea."
"What?"
Fang Mo glanced across the row of coldly shining Breaking Qi Crossbow, and the red light in his eyes was faintly visible.
"Do you want to see Fang off?"