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The blood spread over his feet, Han Jiangchen turned his head suddenly, and saw a pair of eyes beginning to emerge from the pool of dripping blood, blood gathered around them, and strangely shaped shadows were pulled out, but the blink of an eye had taken dozens of time. Much.

For a while, the narrow staircase seemed to have grown bigger, and the blood shadows filled every step of the stairs, and dozens of pairs of eyes stared at the crowd in the center. The shadows have human forms and animal forms, all without a face like the "snake" just now, only two pairs of eyes gleaming on the blood-colored body.

Although the shapes are different, the eyes are similar...that is a happy, excited light.

The crowd screamed and huddled together in the corner involuntarily, like a frightened lamb facing the approaching wolf pack. And the next moment a biting sword light flashed in front of him, cutting off the blood shadows closest to him mercilessly, splashing blood on the wall, spreading like ink dripping into water.

Han Jiangchen took a deep breath of power, and the spirit sword that was shot out hovered and hovered around him. At the same time, he flipped his hand, held several defensive spells in his hand, chanted the spells, and then cast them all to the crowd behind him.

It was his task to protect these people, but he didn't know how much he could do, so he simply used all the defensive spells, leaving only the most critical one-Wei Ze gave it to Their binding charm.

The shining symbols on the spell interlocked with each other, and a semi-transparent barrier surrounded the crowd, and the tumbling blood was completely blocked by the barrier. Outside the barrier, only Han Jiangchen was left standing alone, the long sword slowly crossed his chest, and then suddenly cut out, like a gust of wind swept into the blood field in front of him!

The people in the barrier unintentionally held their breath, they saw **** shadows rushing towards him one after another, and then splashed into a rain of blood in the sword light. That figure walked forward under the torrential rain, stepping through a pool of dripping blood, and slashing like a forest wherever it went!

No one would think that it was the actions of a cultivator in the Qi Refining Period. At this time, that figure was like a murderous **** in a **** storm.

He used himself as a bait to rush into the enemy's formation, like a huge boulder smashing into the lake, but it was not water that splashed, but scattered blood! The figure carrying the yin and yang marks soared, carrying the scattered sharp, one after another blood shadows fell and melted in front of him, and the pool of blood under his feet agitated like alive.

In a blink of an eye, he had already killed more than a dozen blood shadows, but the spreading pool of blood did not stop at all, on the contrary, it became more and more intense. Scarlet climbed up the walls and the handrails of the stairs, as if his vision was covered with a red filter, and the whole scene was distorted there.

Han Jiangchen's face gradually sank. He adjusted his capacity, and withdrew his sword in a step back. He no longer took the initiative to attack. He just stood in front of the barrier that enveloped the crowd like a barrier.

Killing the blood shadow failed to prevent the spread of the abnormality. This proves that the existence that manipulates this space is not in these shadows. His spiritual power is running out, and he can't tolerate much squandering. Before that, he must find a way to get rid of this space...

space?

Han Jiangchen stopped abruptly, swiping away a blood shadow that came forward with one blow, and took advantage of the gap where the next head rushed, raising his head and looking up.

After such a short time, the ceiling of the head suddenly seemed to be infinitely high, and the blood dripping from the cracks stained every square brick. The brick was stretched and torn apart by something, the straight lines of the gap were drawn into a curve, and the flat tiles seemed to be undulating waves, like... the whole space was being kneaded!

"It" is changing the rules of this space!

A terrible conjecture flashed through his mind, and Han Jiangchen's heart suddenly tightened. At the same moment, the air in the room seemed to suddenly become viscous, and some kind of power suddenly enveloped him, making his movements stop uncontrollably.

.......

At the same time, Ancheng anomaly incident department executive department.

Jiang Ling rushed into the office, and the people at the table immediately stood up when they saw her, their faces looked like iron.

"I heard that the monitor has issued an alarm?" Jiang Ling said straight to the point, "What's the matter?"

The people at the table glanced at each other, and then a somewhat warm report was handed to her. The top one was the spiritual monitoring model, but the bottom was some geological reports that she didn't understand.

"To the north of Ancheng, there was a spiritual reaction in the Huanghe River," said Liu Qingyan, the leader. "And more importantly, according to the frontline reaction, within an hour, the lower Yellow River...thaw."

Jiang Ling's pupils shrank slightly and turned to glance at the calendar subconsciously: Today is New Year's Eve. Although it is New Year's Eve this year, it is still far from spring, and the temperature is below zero. According to normal circumstances, the Yellow River should be an excellent skating rink at this time.

"Demons making trouble?" This was her first reaction.

"No...According to the analysis of the surroundings by the geological detector, we think..." The speaker's eyes became more mysterious, "The effect is more similar to... the eruption of a submarine volcano."

"There will be submarine volcanoes under the Yellow River?" Jiang Ling was taken aback.

"We can't believe that if a normal volcanic eruption is in the state, the surrounding area of ​​tens or even hundreds of kilometers will not be spared. The vibrations caused by the eruption alone are enough to make the Yellow River completely burst its banks... But the current analysis is indeed the case. ."

As the man said, he turned on the projection screen in front of him, and a real picture of the Yellow River was displayed on the screen.

It was night, but the picture taken by the special equipment was still very clear: I saw a large amount of water vapor rolling in the huge river, and the turbulent waves were surging under the steam.

In addition, there are piles of gray and white unknown objects floating on the water. After the focus is zoomed in, you can find that they are indeed a piece of stone floating on the water.

"Volcanic pumice, commonly known as'Jiangmo stone', is a loose and porous mineral formed by magma after a volcanic eruption. People on the front line have confirmed that this is the remnants that often appear after submarine volcanic eruptions. It is ejected. The product of magma being rapidly cooled by water...but we did not find where the eruption point was."

Liu Qingyan thought for a moment, and then continued to speak.

"Similar situations have occurred in the neighboring provinces before: shark-like biological remains were found in Dongting Lake in Hunan Province, and the salt content of the lake has risen sharply; sandstorms similar to deserts have appeared on the edge of Huangshan Mountain in Anhui Province... These similar phenomena will bring about The spiritual power skyrocketed for a certain period of time, causing a large-scale spiritualization reaction in the surrounding area. This is probably the reason for this extraordinary concentration of spiritual power."

"This..." Jiang Ling opened her eyes slightly, but soon calmed herself down and thought, "I heard from the teacher that when I was in Weihe before, it was because the demon king in the spirit weapon was released together, which caused the surrounding reaction. …Will it be the same this time?"

"This is exactly what we are thinking about now." Liu Qingyan nodded, "However, there is indeed no reaction similar to the Demon King found near the Yellow River... We believe that the source of the anomaly is most likely in the neighboring province, but now that Bian hasn't sent back the exact report yet, so we need to wait."

"Is that so..." Jiang Ling thoughtfully took the report, thoughtfully.

.......

In the **** space, there was deathly silence.

All movement was instantly cut off, and everyone in the room felt the pressure of a mountain at the same time. Obviously there was nothing in front of me, but for a moment there seemed to be a strange sound reverberating in my ears: it was like an old-fashioned wooden wheel running over the ground, it was creaking...the sound of driving.

Han Jiangchen breathed with all his strength and tried his best to maintain the movement of spiritual power, but it became more and more difficult even to breathe, as if being pinched in an invisible giant palm.

Despite the previous predictions, the pressure was beyond imagination. It made him feel cold at his fingertips, as if the blood in his whole body was frozen in an instant, and the biting chill went straight to his brain.

This is an absolute difference in strength. Needless to say, it is a counterattack. Just being locked in by that breath makes people unable to move at all.

And "it" hasn't even appeared yet.

At this moment, he heard the sound of something shattering... it was an enchantment! The enchantment formed by spells is collapsing! A certain kind of dominating existence gave an order to this space, and the content of the order was...death!

The pool of blood under the feet spread out like boiling, all the blood shadows were submerged in it and lost its outline, and then the tiles on the floor, the steps in front, the blood-stained walls...until the whole scene was covered by the pool of blood. It was submerged, everything in the scene vanished in an instant, and only a piece of blood was left as far as the eyes were, as if it was sealed in some kind of dome.

In other words, this is what this place should be like-this is a space composed entirely of spiritual power. All the phantoms in this are generated by spiritual power, and all the rules follow the guidance of a certain existence.

Or should I say, that is... a demon!

"save…"

The suppressed cry came into the ear, but the next moment it was cut off by something. Han Jiangchen tried his best to look back, only to see that the faces of the people behind him were distorted in horror. They waved their arms, but they couldn't take another step under their feet.

I saw that the pool of blood on the ground was already spreading on their insteps, like an invisible hand holding them firmly in place. The spread is still going on, like a certain kind of bacteria eroding upwards bit by bit, but the eroded person seems to be unable to make any sound. All he can do is look at the young man in front of him with praying eyes, as if praying for the last Hope.

"help me..."

Han Jiangchen regained his senses, and the strange driving sound in his ears faded at the same time, and replaced by the voices of certain people in his memory.

"Kunlun students are for all beings."

"It is the shame of killing the demon to let a mortal die in front of you."

"Little god, please...help us."

The spreading blood shadows suddenly stopped, as if they had touched an invisible barrier. The sharp breath spread from the spirit sword, and the breath was full of... murderous intent!

This is the mission of the school, an order that must be obeyed. He was needed for the first time in his life, so he had to fight to the last minute anyway.

Fight until... until you die!

The romance of spiritual power stirred up again, he gave up all defenses, and all the spiritual power collected in his body was released, actually forcibly breaking free from the restraint of that coercion! The spirit sword in his hand was slowly raised, and then the sword was heavily inserted into the ground, and the fluctuating spirit power swept the audience like the wind. It actually forced the piles of blood shadows back a few steps away, with the blood that eroded the human body. It all seems to be stagnant.

Han Jiangchen panted quickly, his spiritual power was almost exhausted. He quickly scanned the twisted space in front of him, and the fluctuating spiritual power turned into a wind in his eyes, and the wind was rushing at an astonishing speed.

He is looking for the "eye" of this place.

Now that the phantom has faded, the spiritual power contained in it has also stripped off the surface camouflage, so he can see the traces of flow in it-since it is a space constituted by spiritual power, there must also be a critical loophole. As long as the loophole is found, this space can be broken.

Although he might not have the chance to go out after this, as long as he can get this group of people out of trouble, his task will be completed.

He squinted his eyes, only to feel that the flow of spiritual power in front of him was like a dance of demons, and occasionally small gaps were also submerged in an instant, and his consecutive hits failed to work. The sense of weakness began to sweep through, and his sword-holding hands trembled a little. Just as he forced himself to cheer up, the scene in front of him suddenly changed again.

The blood color began to spread in the field of vision, flooding the ceiling and the ground, and over the standing figures, until the whole field of vision was overwhelmed. In that patch of abnormal blood color, an unusual light faintly revealed.

He suddenly understood the current situation: After being placed, he was finally drawn into the dream created by "it"! Now this space... has become a dreamland specially constructed for him alone!

That thing is targeting him!

Han Jiangchen knew that he was not good, so he hurriedly closed his mind and guarded the spirit stage, focusing all his spiritual power on the blade. He must remain absolutely awake, no matter what hallucinations appear, he must...!

Suddenly a warm light lit up in his vision. Somewhere deep in the memory, the dim table lamp that lights up in a certain cabin, the old wooden table and steaming food under the lamp, the figure standing by the lit gas stove, the pot on the stovetop gurgling Ground sound.

His pupils suddenly shrank slightly...In this dream scene, he saw the faceless figure turning his head ~www.wuxiamtl.com~ and gave him a vague and warm smile.

"You are back." said the figure.

The spirit sword that was like thunder stagnated.

In an instant he realized that he had made an unforgivable mistake, and hurriedly withdrew all his spiritual power to protect his divine consciousness, and the illusion before him was shattered. But at the same moment, the abyss-like gloom rushed out of the eyes, and the giant figure dangled from it. The thing was born with huge wings that soaring to the sky, and the nine heads on the neck opened their eyes at the same time.

"It" caught him.

The scene was still silent, but he saw a storm-like fluctuation in an instant, which made him subconsciously cross the sword in front of him, converging all his power on the sword. But a certain supreme power gushes out of the storm at the same time, the sharp murderous intent is like an invisible arrow!

In the next instant, Nali Arrow penetrated his chest.

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