Chapter 549 Patch

I don’t know when the sky in Taixu Lingjing became a little different.

In the azure color, there was a halo of scarlet blood and chaotic dark gray.

And as time passed, the halo became bigger and bigger, and the color became darker and darker.

Like a hideous and terrifying scar, it stretched across the center of the originally pure sky.

Even the weather became bad.

Various disasters emerged one after another, and countless lives died in a short time.

The night gradually enveloped the earth.

The cold wind in the north was howling, and heavy snow was flying.

It was baked by the magma in the abyss cracks, turning into a vast mist that lingered, turning the originally messy land into a fantasy dream.

I don’t know when it started, but what fell from the sky was no longer snowflakes, but large hailstones.

It fell like raindrops, crackling and smashing the ground into dense holes.

Another part fell directly into the cracks of the abyss, instantly causing the hot magma to roll and surge, splashing waves of golden red.

Wu Qian raised his head and let the fist-sized ice cubes fall on his body, making a crisp sound like metal knocking.

Under the faint light, the blue-black scales shone brightly, reflecting the frightening cold light.

He climbed carefully along the path, fearing to disturb the grass and trees of the holy mountain.

When he encountered small animals passing by, he would stop and make way for them, and only get up and move forward again after they passed.

Even at his speed, he had to wait until midnight to see the pavilion he built with his own hands from afar.

He walked forward a distance, as if he had crossed an invisible dividing line, and all the cold wind and snow disappeared, replaced by the fragrance of flowers and the breeze, as if he had entered the immortal cave.

A white-faced, beardless man came forward, and from a distance of more than ten steps, he clasped his hands and bowed, showing full respect.

"It turns out that Lord Wu is here. The master is waiting in the pavilion. You can go to see him now."

Seeing the person coming, Wu Qian did not dare to neglect him. He immediately returned the greeting with a smile on his face, and even bent his waist even lower.

Although this person was a prisoner captured by His Majesty, his current identity was the Lord's attendant. Therefore, even if he and Mo Du met him, they had to be polite and dared not offend him in the slightest.

After standing up, Wu Xun asked, "Mr. Fu Xun, do you know why His Majesty summoned me this time?"

Fu Xun took two steps closer and lowered his voice, "I don't know what the specific matter is, but from what His Majesty said, it seems that he is going to let Lord Wu Xun lead the army on an expedition."

"Lead an army on an expedition?"

Wu Xun was slightly startled, and a light suddenly flashed in his eyes, "Your Majesty, does His Majesty want to launch an expedition against Chaos Guixu and Endless Blood Sea?"

Speaking of this, he couldn't help but feel moved, and looked at Fu Xun with a smile on his face, and suddenly felt that it was not appropriate to say these things in front of this Guixu monk.

Fu Xun didn't care about it at all. When he spoke again, his expression didn't change at all. "You really think too much. The master just said that he would keep a low profile. How could he send the Holy Spirit Army to attack Guixu?"

After a pause, his voice suddenly became serious, "But according to my speculation, the master mentioned that he has completed the integration of his skills. It is possible that Lord Wuqian will lead the team to the Lost Land. This is a more important matter."

"Lead the team to the Lost Land?"

Wuqian looked up at the night sky, and couldn't help but think of the skills he practiced and the source of the Qinglong True Meaning Mysterious Thoughts. A thoughtful expression appeared between his eyebrows.

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A while passed in a flash.

The Taixu Spirit Realm suddenly became quiet.

Even the Holy Spirit Warriors disappeared. Except for the narrow area south of the Broken Boundary Mountain, there seemed to be no cultivators in the world.

The spiritual cultivators soon discovered this, but they still hid and dared not show their heads, fearing that crossing the boundary would trigger the second spiritual war and destroy and bury the inheritance they had finally preserved.

I don't know when it started, but the sky became more and more terrifying and chaotic.

Blue, white, gray, and blood were intertwined and entangled, looking like an overturned palette, and being randomly mixed by a naughty boy without any rules.

What's even more weird is that you can vaguely hear various sounds, which are often transmitted from the sky.

Sometimes it sounds like singing and chanting, and sometimes it sounds like the roar of evil spirits.

During this period, there were also sounds of waves and mechanical roars, making it difficult for people to find the real source no matter what.

The spiritual cultivators were immediately more frightened. Not to mention crossing the Duanjie Mountain to explore the north, they wished that everyone could hide in the mountain fortress and had to wait until all the strange phenomena disappeared before they dared to come out.

Deep in the northern wilderness, the towering mountains became more and more majestic.

It almost filled the abyss, and it was still growing and spreading at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Stone path on the top of the peak, pavilion in the garden.

Wei Tao walked slowly with his hands behind his back.

Fu Xun followed closely behind him, like a shadow hidden behind him, without making any sound.

The two of them went up along the path and finally came to the top of a strange rock shaped like a curved corner.

This place is much higher than the pavilion, as if you can touch the patch in the sky with your hand.

The location of the patch is the gap opened by Mingxu to introduce the spiritual mist ocean to suppress the demon.

But later Wei Tao mended it and blocked it tightly.

In addition to being able to continuously overflow spiritual mist downwards, it basically blocks out all kinds of prying eyes from the endless sea of ​​blood and the returning ruins of chaos.

Wei Tao stopped and his looming figure gradually became clearer.

He slowly raised his head and carefully observed the shape of the patch, and after a moment he couldn't help but let out a long sigh.

"Mingxu is almost unable to hold on any longer."

"However, he is worthy of being the son of destiny in the ancient true world. Under the dual pressure of the endless sea of ​​blood and the return of chaos, he also showed surprising strength and resilience.

Not only did he persist for such a long time, he even caused a lot of trouble for both of them. Even if I were to take over, I might not be able to do better than him. "

When Wei Tao said this, he suddenly narrowed his eyes slightly.

His eyes looked through the patches he had made, and plunged deeply into the endless deep space shrouded in spiritual mist.

I don’t know since when, a bottomless bloody vortex appeared in the sky.

The chaotic and bloody aura surged out from it, like a vast ocean with no end in sight.

"The sea of ​​blood really comes faster."

"Chaos is still on the way back to the ruins, but it has already passed its tentacles through the ocean of spiritual mist and is close to the Great Void Spiritual Realm."

"According to this trend analysis, we have been hiding in the Mingxu Ling territory for so long, and it is almost time to really stand up."

Wei Tao observed carefully and looked at the large bloody waves surging in the vortex. He couldn't help but recall the pleasant time when he was in the ninth level of the world and enjoyed several bloody vortexes by himself.

Suddenly, he frowned slightly, with a thoughtful expression on his face.

A pair of eyes lit up with a faint light, and deep inside the bloody vortex, a big bright red hand was slowly condensing into shape.

boom! ! !

The big hand poked out from the whirlpool little by little and grabbed towards the realm of Taixu below.

In an instant, the sea of ​​​​blood surged and huge waves rolled, triggering a terrifying, chaotic and bloody atmosphere, swallowing up and annihilating large areas of spiritual mist in an instant.

"This blood sea vortex seems a little different."

Wei Tao withdrew his gaze and glanced back, "With your perception that has been cultivated and trained by the Heart of Original Things, can you see through that big hand and see clearly what is connected behind it?"

Fu Xun seemed to be under tremendous pressure, and his body could not stop trembling slightly.

If he hadn't been standing behind Wei Tao, he might have already collapsed on the ground with his legs weak.

He took a deep breath and tried to keep his voice steady, "Replying to the master, I can only see a patch of scarlet, and there seems to be a looming figure of a beautiful woman in it.

When you go deeper, you feel a sharp pain like an explosion in your head, as if you are being pricked by countless steel needles. It is difficult to continue to maintain it no matter what..."

"Huh?"

"what is that?"

Fu Xun was still talking, but his expression suddenly turned to surprise and confusion, "On her fourth and sixth arms, there seemed to be huge wounds that were deep enough to see the bones, and they seemed to be filled with the energy from the original ruins.

I actually saw the mechanical remains left by the Chaos warriors. Could it be that a large-scale war broke out between the Blood Sea and Guixu? "

Wei Tao was not too surprised by this, "The Endless Sea of ​​Blood and the Return of Chaos are heading towards the Taixu Spiritual Realm at the same time. As the distance between the two sides gets closer and closer, some friction is inevitable.

If Senior Mingxu provokes a few more moves, then even a big fight is not impossible. "

At this point, he suddenly sighed, "You have grown four or six arms, and yet you can still regard her as a beautiful woman. I can't help but have great doubts about your vision and knowledge."

"Replying to the master, I just didn't see it clearly for a while, but later I realized that the guy seemed..."

Fu Xun was about to explain, but his expression suddenly changed, "She found me, she actually found me!"

"She was able to detect my prying eyes. No, that's not right. She sensed the aura fluctuations of the Ruins of Chaos and the Heart of the Original, so she followed the traces and found my location."

boom! ! !

The dark red giant hand suddenly paused, then slowly adjusted its angle, and finally aimed at the location where the two of them were at this time.

A moment later, there was another loud bang.

The giant hand penetrated the vast spiritual mist, piercing the inner and outer three layers of patches, pressing down like a mountain.

The giant bloody hand had just poked out of the gap, and its terrifying power was already so oppressive that Fu Xun could hardly breathe.

His face was pale, his whole body was weak, and he could hardly think of any resistance.

The giant hand is still slowly moving downwards, causing all kinds of strange phenomena in the world, as if it is covering the entire sea of ​​blood and suppressing it.

Fu Xun subconsciously looked to one side, only to find that Wei Tao was motionless, still looking up as if watching a play. He didn't look like he was about to take action or about to retreat.

After waiting anxiously for a moment, he finally couldn't help but remind him, "Master, although the enemy is powerful, it will take some time to completely break through and enter Taixu. If we take this opportunity to escape, it will still be too late."

Several more breaths passed.

Wei Tao seemed to have suddenly come to his senses, and replied in a gentle tone, "You are right. If you only look at the upper body, even though she has two heads and eight arms, she can really bring a special feeling to people. The eerie beauty.”

After a pause, he then asked, "If I pass through this bloody vortex, can I have a face-to-face communication with that eight-armed beauty?"

"Subordinates, subordinates don't know."

"Don't know? Forget it if you don't know."

Wei Tao nodded without comment, and his eyes gradually lit up with a bright light, "I haven't really used my full strength for a long time. Now I am overjoyed to see the prey, and I am overjoyed..."

Before the voice fell, the illusory figure had disappeared.

Fu Xun subconsciously looked up.

After seeing the scene in the sky clearly, his heart couldn't help but tighten suddenly, and the whole person was instantly shrouded in great fear.

Master Wei flew up.

Master Wei was held by the bloody hand.

Is this the end?

The battle that should have happened has not yet begun, and the enemy from the endless sea of ​​blood has already won?

The key is those terrifying tentacles of Master Wei?

Why didn't I see one attacking this bloody hand?

Fu Xun stared at the dark red Five Finger Mountain, and was even a little confused for a while.

As if he couldn't believe his eyes, he closed them and opened them again, and what he saw was still the red arm retracting at an accelerated speed.

There was even only the last clenched fist left, and it was about to completely break away from the gap in the sky and return to the turbulent blood sea vortex.

But the next moment, the situation that surprised and confused him appeared again.

Crack!

Suddenly there was a loud bang.

The dark red palm could not retract.

It seemed to be stuck there. No matter how hard it pushed inward, it could not return to the bloody vortex, and even caused a big wave to roll back, impacting the inside of the vortex into pieces.

Boom!

The bloody vortex accelerated its rotation speed, and it was visible to the naked eye that it slowly expanded outward.

It became larger and larger, and more and more turbulent.

But in just a cup of tea, it was already several times the original diameter.

Next, the dark red hand began to retract inward again.

Suddenly there was another loud bang.

It was once again stuck at the edge of the vortex.

No matter how hard it tried, there was no way to go deeper.

The noise was so loud that even the mountains standing in the north were shaking slightly, as if they were about to rise from the ground and break through the realm with the dark red hand.

Fu Xun was stunned to watch all this.

He didn't know what happened.

He couldn't describe his mood at this moment.

It was like turning into a statue that couldn't think, watching the big hand holding Master Wei tightly in the palm of his hand, increasing the strength again and again, trying to send him into his blood-colored vortex.

But not once was it really successful.

At this moment, Fu Xun suddenly remembered the conversation not long ago.

He seemed to have been asked a question, but he didn't give an accurate answer.

"If I pass through this blood-colored vortex, can I have a face-to-face exchange with the eight-armed beauty?"

This question came to mind again, like a flash of lightning, and immediately illuminated all the doubts and confusion in Fu Xun's heart.

So, Master Wei was likely to be captured on his own initiative, wanting it to take him into the depths of the blood-colored vortex.

But why can't he get in?

Fu Xun took a deep breath and exhaled slowly, and a strong doubt rose in his heart again.

Suddenly, he subconsciously looked at the mountain that was shaking constantly under his feet, feeling the faint upward force, and an extremely strange thought flashed through his mind, and then quickly occupied almost all of his consciousness.

The image of Master Wei in front of him was an illusory figure of a young man from beginning to end.

So, what exactly is this person's true body? He seems to have never thought about it in depth.

So, is it possible that because it is too big, no matter how hard the vortex tries, it can't force Master Wei in?