12dz Chapter 679: Horrible Existence
Chapter 679: Horrible Existence
"cut!"
Su Mu shouted loudly, and thousands of air currents merged into the God-Slaying Sword, transforming into a sword energy that could destroy the heavens and the earth. The Ice Sword's eternal freezing law was forced back three inches, and the blood dragon's body in the air also cracked into spider web-like patterns.
Taking advantage of this opportunity, Su Mu did not continue to fight with Chong Heng.
The two sides fought for several rounds, and Su Mu no longer had any hope. Chong Heng was indeed a high-ranking Taiyi Golden Immortal, and he was not a fake. He could not be defeated easily.
If the fight continues, even if he uses his trump card, both sides will most likely suffer losses.
And this is the fairyland. There are powerful people like clouds.
It would undoubtedly not be a good thing if he and Chongheng both suffered losses.
boom!
The next moment, Su Mu fell downwards with the impact of the ice sword.
There was a hint of helplessness and unwillingness in his eyes, but he knew that retreating was the best option at this time.
When he landed, there was an endless dark crack under his feet. From the depths of the crack came the sound of shrill cries and a strong smell of death.
Swish!
Su Mu rushed into the crack. The moment he fell into the crack, the wailing sound in his ears suddenly turned into a materialized sonic blade.
Countless pale arms stretched out from the depths of darkness. The skin on these arms was as pale as paper, and their nails were long and sharp.
The God-Slaying Sword sensed the crisis and spontaneously protected its master. Wherever the sword passed, the arms were broken one after another.
What gushed out from the fracture was not blood, but a sticky black liquid. This black liquid exuded a disgusting smell, as if it was composed of countless rotten flesh and resentment.
Chong Heng was obviously unwilling to let Su Mu go easily. His icy sword energy followed Su Mu and slashed into the crack, but the moment it touched the surrounding death aura, it condensed into black ice crystals.
What was even more terrifying was that these crystals suddenly activated and transformed into tens of millions of black jackdaws, which flew out of the crack.
Several Taichong lineage monks approached the crack, but they were unable to dodge and were eaten by jackdaws.
They all flew into a rage and attacked the jackdaws. The jackdaws were not very strong and were quickly killed.
However, the wounds of these Taichong disciples worsened rapidly, and in the blink of an eye, their flesh and blood turned into bones. Their faces were filled with fear and despair.
Chongheng flew over and quickly injected power into their bodies, trying to save them, but it was useless.
Soon, these Taichong lineage cultivators turned into dry bones.
This made Chongheng's face look extremely ugly.
He didn't expect that there was such a terrifying power hidden beneath the crack.
Before this, he only knew that there were rose flowers here, and he had no idea that there was such a world hidden underneath.
He thought of what Su Mu said before, that the other party said that he was not coming for the Tumi flower. Before, he and the other people in the Taichong lineage did not believe it, but now it seems that what the other party said is probably true. The other party's real purpose is most likely this world.
same moment.
In the depths of the dark world, dark green soul fires suddenly lit up.
These soul fires, emitting a terrible aura of death, intertwined into dragon-prison shackles at an astonishing speed and wrapped around Su Mu's ankles.
Each shackle was engraved with black death symbols, twisting into hideous ghost faces in the void.
Su Mu also didn't expect that he would encounter such a crisis as soon as he entered this world.
But he was not panicked.
The innate Taoist power gushed out and fought against the shackles around it.
"You can't escape!"
Chongheng's cold voice came from the top of the crack.
Then he turned into a giant of ten thousand feet, and half of his body even reached into the underworld.
In an instant, half of his body was covered with frost.
Chong Heng directly activated the blood dragon's true body.
All the death forces around him were swept away by him.
His behavior seemed to have angered something.
In the depths of darkness, a tower-shaped bronze coffin array suddenly emerged.
The coffin at the top suddenly opened, and a giant hand wrapped in chains of death stretched out.
What was extremely terrifying was that nine scarlet vertical pupils opened in the palm of the giant hand.
Each pupil reflects a figure.
It seemed to be the same person, just that person in different years.
There are young people kneeling down to worship their ancestors, middle-aged people sacrificing blood to their entire clan, and elderly people encountering a catastrophe between heaven and earth...
The giant hand slammed towards Chongheng, and instantly nine scarlet vertical pupils shot out light, hitting the blood dragon's real body.
The blood dragon let out a shrill roar, and its body disintegrated bit by bit.
Then, the light emitted by the nine scarlet vertical pupils turned into blood-red transparent threads in the air.
These blood-red and transparent silk threads were all wrapped around half of Zhongheng's body.
"That's unreasonable!"
Chongheng frantically tore at the transparent silk thread wrapped around his body, causing the bronze coffin to vibrate violently.
Thousands of coffins were opened below, and souls flew out, reciting ancient scriptures.
Jing Wenhua wrote a bloody Taoist text and bombarded the heavy balance.
The upper part of the heavy balance was instantly covered with cracks and blood.
At this moment, Chongheng finally realized the crisis.
He was very decisive and chose to withdraw from this mysterious and dark world.
"Master."
Seeing half of Chongheng's body emerge from the dark crack, the other members of the Taichong lineage looked at him.
"There is an extremely mysterious and dangerous world below."
Chongheng said: "I suspect this is most likely a fragment of the ancient netherworld."
Everyone in the Taichong lineage was shocked when they heard this.
"Master, what should I do?"
"That thief is still down there. Could it be that he has really taken the Ancient Netherworld Fragment?"
Everyone said anxiously.
"The ancient netherworld fragments are not so easy to obtain."
Chong Heng smiled coldly, "It's extremely dangerous down there, even if I can't handle it, that thief will have no way out down there.
Now we don't need to act rashly. Let's guard this crack first. If the villain dares to come out, we will kill him.
It would be better if he didn't come out. He could explore the world below for me, and I would take the opportunity to prepare.
But remember, you must not disclose the information of this place, otherwise it will definitely attract the attention of the great sect.
If the great sect knew that there was a Netherworld Fragment World here, then we would not have this opportunity. "
"Yes."
"Master, we know."
The other people in Taichong lineage also knew the seriousness of the situation.
The netherworld of fragments.
While Chong Heng was restraining the forces on all sides, Su Mu took the opportunity to break free from the ankle shackles.
At this moment, the terrifying giant hand turned towards Su Mu, and the nine vertical pupils in its palm also locked onto Su Mu.
There are also those thousand dead souls, and their energy also gathered on Su Mu.
Without the restraint of Zhongheng, the pressure of the entire Netherworld Fragment World would instantly be borne by Su Mu alone.
The giant hand did not hesitate.
Nine vertical pupils burst out scarlet blood light at the same time, and the space around Su Mu instantly solidified like amber.
The blade of the God-Slaying Sword was actually corroded inch by inch in the blood, and the innate Taoist force flowing on the sword's spine was also forcibly pressed back into Su Mu's body by the blood.
Thousands of dead souls screamed in unison, and the blood-colored Dao patterns turned into blood-colored chains, imprisoning Su Mu tightly.
"Zheng!"
The innate Taoist power in Su Mu's body burst out.
Immediately afterwards, the Sword of God-Slaying shook violently, releasing streams of innate sword energy.
"Kakaka..."
The chains that attacked Su Mu broke one after another.
The moment the chain broke, purple energy burst out from Su Mu's seven orifices.
The purple air currents moved like dragons and snakes under its skin, and actually forced the blood light from its nine pupils to retreat three feet.
The God-Slaying Sword trembled further, and dense innate lightning patterns appeared on the sword.
This is Su Mu combining the innate power of Taoism with the power of the origin of thunder.
"boom!"
The lightning patterns and blood light collided violently, causing a vortex of destruction.
The structure of the surrounding space became chaotic.
But the attack of the nine-eyed giant hand is not that simple.
The destructive blood light quickly turned into blood-colored threads, entwining towards Su Mu.
Su Mu was in a state of awe.
He thought of what happened to Chongheng before.
These blood-colored threads are definitely very difficult to deal with.
Su Mu naturally would not let them get close to him, and he operated the Xiantian Dao Realm to the extreme.
However, the power of these blood-colored threads is indeed extraordinary.
Even the innate Dao realm cannot stop them.
I saw a series of silk threads penetrating the innate Dao realm and continuing to approach Su Mu.
Hongmeng sword energy!
Su Mu acted decisively and used the Hongmeng sword energy.
dang dang...
The Hongmeng sword energy and the blood-colored thread collided.
The blood-colored threads collapsed, but reassembled in an instant.
It seems that these blood-colored threads cannot be completely destroyed.
At this moment, Su Mu has completely confirmed that it will be difficult for him to resolve the current crisis by relying on hard power.
But in fact, if Su Mu wanted to escape, he could use the power of the origin of time to escape at any time.
He didn't run away because he still had the confidence.
The next moment, a breath of death was released from Su Mu's body.
This world is a fragmented world of the Netherworld. So the best way to deal with this world is to use the power of the Netherworld.
If the blood-colored thread cannot be destroyed, then use another force to fight it.
The power used by Su Mu was exactly the Xuanhuang Qi.
The mysterious and yellow energy is the power of merit.
This blood-colored thread is full of negative fluctuations, which are exactly opposite to each other.
Wow!
The two forces collided with each other in an instant.
The blood-colored thread that caused both Chong Heng and Su Mu to suffer was actually blocked by the Xuan Huang Qi.
The bloody threads were endless, but Su Mu was not afraid.
He possesses the mother energy of Xuanhuang, and the energy of Xuanhuang is almost endless.
The clash between the two sides was evenly matched.
This seemed to anger the existence behind the blood-colored thread, which was the giant hand with nine pupils.
But Su Mu took action before it did.
The power of the eighteen levels of hell also began to operate.
I saw layers of hell phantoms appearing in the space behind Su Mu, pressing down on the nine-eyed giant hand.
The most ferocious among them is the blood dragon monster from the eighteenth level of hell.
The blood dragon monster pounced towards the Nine-Pupil Giant Hand and fought with it head-on.
The nine-eyed giant hand was soon bitten by the blood dragon monster and many wounds appeared.
At this moment, the nine-eyed giant hand retreated for the first time.
It retreated into its bronze coffin.
But Su Mu had a feeling that things would not end so easily.
really.
A moment later, even more terrifying waves erupted from the bronze coffin.
What came out of the bronze coffin next was not just a hand, but a figure.
This figure gives people a very contradictory feeling.
Its face and even its body are constantly changing.
Children, teenagers, young people, middle-aged people, old people...
It was as if he had nine ages at once.
He in nine different time and space are strangely superimposed on each other.
When he appeared, Su Mu felt a crisis far greater than that brought by Chongheng.