Chapter 4784? Under the Abyss

The figure fell into the sea of ​​blood, and Jian Wushuang only felt that there were countless, terrifying palms full of negative emotions, constantly pulling him and dragging him into the abyss.

In this sea of ​​blood, there is no buoyancy, even a feather can never float on it.

Jian Wushuang is like a million-pound stone statue that falls down.

At the same time, there are countless ugly blood monsters, one after another, following his whereabouts, gnawing at the past.

The blood monsters in this sea of ​​blood are all spliced ​​together by the souls of dead monks.

Jian Wushuang, who fell into the abyss of the sea of ​​​​blood, naturally also noticed this situation. In order to avoid the fierce fighting that would arouse the vigilance of Lady Sha, he directly opened the cork of the Boyang bottle.

Immediately, the treasure light bloomed, and countless blood monsters were directly swallowed by the terrifying suction force into the Boyang bottle.

After a while, the voice of the Three Emperors rang out in the Boyang bottle.

"I'm going, what kind of dirty things are these, little friend, what kind of rubbish did you bring in?!"

Jian Wushuang was embarrassed, and he used his divine sense to send a message to inform the three emperors of the current situation.

"It turns out that, since this is the case, then our three emperors are responsible for the little friendly queen."

"Thank you, Jian Mou will definitely be grateful in the future."

"It's not necessary to thank you again, just take us to kill the old guy Zhen Wuyang in the future."

"..."

With the backing of the Three Emperors and the Boyang Bottle, the danger that would have cost a lot of hands and feet was completely resolved.

After the blood monster was no longer a problem, Jian Wushuang then controlled his figure, and while avoiding those undercurrents, he searched for the trace of the empty wheel monk.

Just as he was concentrating, a hill-like island quietly emerged above his head.

Feeling the heavy pressure, Jian Wushuang looked up subconsciously.

The next moment, a short arm like a giant pillar, stirred the sea of ​​blood, and smashed it down.

He was startled,

Almost without thinking, the invisible sword condensed directly and stabbed away.

Each sword intent was like a slender willow leaf, all condensed into the form of a waterfall, swept up, and strangled straight to the shape of the huge island.

Immediately afterwards, a low whine like a whale falling resounded under the abyss of the sea of ​​​​blood.

The entire abyss of the sea of ​​​​blood is like boiling water, restless and silent.

After the sword intent released by Jian Wushuang completely dissipated, the terrifying figure like an island was already somewhat fragmented.

It was already dead, and then it just floated in the sea of ​​blood, motionless.

This giant turtle, like a fish, looks like it is made of countless boulders, and it looks extremely ugly.

At the same time, its fragility was something Jian Wushuang did not expect.

Only with three thousand sword intents to kill him, his frailty is evident.

Just as Jian Wushuang was about to leave and continued to search, he vaguely noticed that there was a thick and long iron chain beside the island giant.

He seemed to have a feeling, and swept up directly to the side of the giant. Only then did he really see that a chain that was several times thicker than his waist was tied to the giant's body. As for the other end, It extends into the infinite darkness.

"Perhaps, this chain is related to where the empty wheel monk is."

Jian Wushuang no longer searches like a headless fly, but walks along this chain all the way to the extreme darkness.

The more he walked in this extremely dark abyss, the more he saw hundreds of abandoned chains of various sizes floating under this abyss, the indescribable Xuangu.

"Could it be that it's not just the monk who is trapped here?" Jian Wushuang wondered in his heart, and at the same time, he continued to move forward.

The time of moving forward and falling seems to be endless. The sea of ​​blood is so deep that he has the illusion that there is no bottom.

At the same time, the chains under his feet began to get thinner, from the thickness of the two people's hugs to the thickness of the thighs now, which may be a sign of some kind.

Under this extremely dark abyss, the situation is very bad, even with Jian Wushuang's strength, he can barely see the situation ahead more than a thousand meters, which makes him even more vigilant.

I don't know how long it took, when a beam of light that was so weak that you couldn't see it if you didn't look carefully was printed into Jian Wushuang's eyes, his heart beat involuntarily.

Jian Wushuang hurriedly looked at it, only to see a figure as thin as a skeleton, but as tough as an old tree, among the piles of withered and broken bones.

He just sat still, his limbs, waist, and neck wrapped by six dark chains, while enduring the nibbling of countless tiny blood monsters.

When Jian Wushuang saw this, a chill appeared in his eyes, and he waved his hand to disperse those blood monsters.

But at this moment, five island-like giants seemed to smell his breath and swam over from the sea of ​​blood in all directions.

These five island giants correspond to five thick chains.

Jian Wushuang no longer cared about other things, and directly led the sword to rise, and under the abyss of the blood sea, released his dazzling style.

Unparalleled Kendo, Xinghe Lake Sea Sword Intent, the second style.

river.

The agglomeration of one hundred thousand sword intents is an unimaginable and unimaginable style.

Like a swept across the Tianhe River, with a surging trend, it rushes forward.

Pity those five island giants, before they had time to open the bloody abyss to swallow them, they were strangled into pieces by the terrifying sword intent.

At the same time, the chain also shattered, turning into a fluff of iron filings and scattered.

In the middle of nowhere, the thin, skeleton-like figure slowly opened his eyes.

His eyes were no longer clear, completely replaced by deep black.

And this slender figure is the empty-wheeled monk who was seduced by his inner demon and imprisoned in the blood pool.

"Good." He opened his lips, and said the word in an old fashion.

A question rang out, "Xianshi, can you see me?"

The empty-wheeled monk slowly shook his head, "My dirty eyes can't look directly at the good man, but my ears can sense where the good man is."

At this moment, Jian Wushuang hid his figure in order to avoid the Void Monk from suffering from the knife and axe of seeing all beings.

"I don't know what happened to the virtuous monk when he came here to see the turbid monk?" The empty wheel asked again.

When the words came to his lips, he didn't know how to speak again, "Well, I don't know the Immortal Master, have you ever known the cause and effect of unprovoked contamination, and how can it be removed?"

After a moment of silence, the empty wheel opened his mouth, "Good man, how can there be cause and effect for no reason in this world?"

"In the dark, all things are actually predetermined. When they will appear and what form they will appear in, they are already destined. Even if you think that there is no reason for contamination, it is actually already there. because."