There are really not many people, but there are not many living people, but there are many private individuals. There are only three of them, and the rest are all corpses, and they are all corpse fragments. All kinds of fine pieces of flesh and blood are almost covered on the ground. There are human beings and there are
I don’t know what kind of beast it is, and I can’t tell what species it is. I don’t know how fierce the battle was at that time, and how it could have ended like this. There were three people alive, but none of them was intact. One lost an arm, and the other One is missing a leg, but the last one seems to have all the parts on his body, except for a few transparent holes between his chest and abdomen and on his legs.
Every breath made a sound of leaking air. The three of them were very weak and looked like they were about to die.
Shen Fengshu didn't need to speak, the witch lady had already started to move, and the three of them were already pulled into the dreamland before they saw Shen Fengshu and the witch lady. The scene was very tragic, and people felt like they were being stepped on when they walked on the ground. The feeling of blood mixed with mud, and a fishy smell of blood assaulted my nostrils. It is estimated that those killed must have been very large monsters, otherwise how could there be so many humans?
of blood.
Even Shen Fengshu, who was running through the sea of blood in the mountain of corpses, was a little stunned. However, the witch lady turned a blind eye to this and didn't care at all. Fortunately, Shen Fengshu just felt it with his foot and took it back. Go, who wants to step on such a dirty ground? Wouldn’t it be nice to lie half-lying on the big bed with a soft wife in his arms? Shen Fengshu didn’t forget it when he took his feet back.
The spiritual energy vibrated, and the blood and mud on the soles of the feet were bounced away, so as not to stain such a beautiful big bed. There is a very unique building in this area. It is a tower, more than ten feet high, and it looks very weird. The top of the tower There is also a huge bead on it, which shines with a strange light, illuminating the surroundings, and can be felt from a distance
The prosperous atmosphere you came here came from this tower.
Shen Fengshu didn't know exactly what kind of aura it was, but the Witch Lady was already investigating. Shen Fengshu was fine, so he greeted the Witch Lady: "I'll go into the dream and have a look."
The next moment, Shen Fengshu entered the dreamland. This woman's dream-telling method was really getting better and better, and she could pull people into the dreamland with just a few movements of her hands.
The scene in the dream was still exactly the same as outside, but all the unpleasant smells had disappeared, leaving only the slightly sweet aroma that Shen Fengshu sniffed deeply along the way.
"Are you still alive?" Among the three living guys, the monk who had his leg broken seemed to have discovered Shen Fengshu at this time and couldn't help but scream. This scream directly attracted the attention of the other two people. The monk's intact hand immediately grasped the weapon tightly, but the guy with several holes in his body just looked away, and his body could no longer move.
Played. When they saw that it was just a little Foundation Establishment monk, the eyes of the two people softened. On the contrary, the one with the broken leg knew from the beginning that Shen Fengshu was just a Little Foundation Establishment monk, and he was not nervous from the beginning to the end. .or in other words, eye
In this situation, it didn't matter whether he was nervous or not. "This place is full of dangers, how did you survive?" The person who broke his leg was obviously one of the hundreds of golden elixir masters. Maybe he was in a better state of mind in the dream. , although he was weak, he asked and looked at him calmly.
They looked around, as if they wanted to find out if there were other monks around Shen Fengshu. In fact, all three of them were like this. This action could not be hidden from Shen Fengshu in the dream, but Shen Fengshu knew that this was in a dream, but they I don’t know. No matter how hard you probe, it’s useless. After being pulled into a dream without knowing it,
What they see, hear and feel is no longer the truth, but what others want them to see, hear and feel. "I have a magic weapon that can calm the mind and calm the mind. It has the function of avoiding water, dust, evil and poison. You can also detect the breath." Shen Fengshu raised his right hand with a smile and showed the bracelet on his wrist, and the light of the night pearl on it immediately emitted.
Come, it merges with the light on the tower, and the surrounding area seems to be a little brighter: "My cultivation level is low, so of course I run to the place where the aura is weakest."
A good bracelet, the beads on it have their own functions, and everything is good, but this bracelet is a recreational thing for those scholars. With their cultivation, few people can usually take it seriously.
But in this environment, when one cannot use his spiritual consciousness, a low-level magic weapon that can effectively prevent various negative situations, especially one that can detect breath, is much easier to use than any high-level flying sword.
The place with the weakest aura is of course the least dangerous. No wonder this kid is still alive and well with such a low level of cultivation. Smart man! He is much smarter than the two poor guys who died at the entrance.
"What happened here?" Shen Fengshu pointed at the mess on the ground and asked, "Don't you guys cooperate very well?"
"It was fine at first." The monk with the broken leg gave a bitter smile. Facing the junior Shen Fengshu, he didn't have much precaution and started to talk: "But for some reason, there were a group of outsiders, that is, them, and everyone started to kill them. Get up." As soon as the monk with the broken leg began to tell, the scene in front of Shen Fengshu suddenly changed and he entered a deeper dream. But it was the witch lady who seized the opportunity and turned the other person's memories into a dream, and she was still in the other person's presence. voluntarily
Under the circumstances, all the experiences of those people were replayed in the dream. Dozens of people started from the entrance and walked carefully all the way to this side. When they saw the tower, they began to investigate around the tower. Unable to use their spiritual consciousness, those The aura was very evil. They checked inside and out for a long time and found nothing.
They even tried to extinguish the light on those towers. Finally, a group of people began to think about demolishing the towers to see what was inside. It’s just that this tower looked inconspicuous, but it was very strong. It took a long time to work on it. None of them had any effect. At this time, there was another batch of less than ten
People rushed over.
We were already on high alert here, but suddenly a group of strangers rushed over. What would happen? The tense nerves reacted immediately, and everyone got into a melee. What was even more outrageous was that three people appeared at some point. A powerful monster appeared from nowhere, and in an instant it turned into a three-party melee. During the melee, everyone could only work together to kill the monster, but most of the monks
They were also torn apart by monsters, leaving only the three of them struggling to kill those monsters and lingering here.
As soon as the scene changed, Shen Fengshu returned to the scene where they had just recounted their experiences. The three of them looked at the breath getting weaker and weaker. "What are you planning?" Shen Fengshu shook his head and turned to the one with the broken arm. The two of them are obviously higher in cultivation, at least at the Nascent Soul level, but now they can only lie on the ground: "Why do you come here and fight? What's going on here?"
What?"
"Didn't you see?" The one with the broken arm did not answer. Instead, the monk with holes all over his body was probably about to die, and he spoke well. He sneered and vomited a mouthful of blood and replied: "Look at this tower. like what?"
Shen Fengshu didn't pay much attention before, but after being reminded, he couldn't help but observe it carefully. Not only Shen Fengshu, but also Fuxi began to calculate, what does this thing look like?
"No way?" After a few moments, Shen Fengshu suddenly screamed. Fuxi also gave him the same answer, so he probably didn't read it wrong.
"The thing is right in front of you, what's wrong?" Nascent Saint Ancestor, whose body was full of holes, seemed to have expected Shen Fengshu's surprise. He coughed and laughed: "Those fools didn't notice it until they died. This is the hilt of a sword!" He was right, and Shen Fengshu could also see that this weird-shaped tower was really the hilt of a giant sword that had been enlarged an unknown number of times. The huge star on it was The bead that emits light is a huge pearl inlaid on the hilt of the sword. The overall square shape seems to be unfit for holding the sword, but for monks, how many flying swords can be held by hand? Do they all use their energy to control the sword or use their spiritual consciousness to control the sword? What is the shape of the sword hilt?
How much does it matter?
The Jindan monk with the broken leg was stunned. He turned his head and opened his mouth wide, looking at the hilt of the sword that was more than ten feet high, and suddenly collapsed.
"We are so stupid! How stupid!" The collapsed Jindan monk cried like an ordinary person, or even worse than an ordinary person. He burst into tears and could hardly see.
A group of golden elixir monks and dozens of golden elixir ancestors! After checking here for a long time, they didn't find that the sword hilt tower is one piece, and it is also such a huge sword hilt. How can this be so embarrassing?
This burst of painful crying caused the injury, and the emotional ups and downs also made the injury more serious. The breath in his heart was released. Amidst this painful cry, the monk with the broken leg could no longer hold on and died directly.
"At least he knew that it was a sword hilt before he died." Shen Fengshu did not expect this situation, so he could only say sarcastically: "If you hear the truth in the morning, you will die in the evening! He is not a fool after all. ." "Hahahaha! Cough cough cough!" Shen Fengshu's words caused the Nascent Soul monk who was covered in holes to laugh wildly, followed by a series of coughs, followed by a mouthful of blood stuck in his throat. , twitched a few times
, was also stiff and motionless. Is there such a thing? Shen Fengshu looked at the Nascent Soul monk who was laughing to death very speechlessly, and his eyes slowly turned to the only Nascent Soul with a broken arm. At this moment, the broken-armed Nascent Soul monk Ji Yuanying also slowly raised his head, and the two people looked at each other.
Just hit it right.
"It's none of my business!" Shen Fengshu defended innocently.
"No one blames you." The injury to Yuanying's broken arm was slightly minor, and he seemed to take life and death lightly, with no unnecessary expression on his face.
That's good. Shen Fengshu exaggeratedly bowed his hands to both sides. Alas, the injury was too serious.
"With such a big hilt, how big should the sword be?" After bowing, Shen Fengshu turned his eyes to the huge hilt and couldn't help but exclaimed: "Who can use this?"
Brush, nothing seems to have changed in front of him, but everything has changed. At least Shen Fengshu knows that he has returned to reality. "Husband, a monk's magic weapon cannot be measured by size, just like your flower pen." Witch. The wife's explanation came, but she was slightly dissatisfied with Shen Fengshu for asking such a superficial question: "My husband asked such a childish question,
You will be laughed at!" "Mother Gua!" Shen Fengshu couldn't help but retorted: "All masters like to teach others, and they get a sense of satisfaction and accomplishment by giving guidance to juniors. Husband, it was very difficult for me to let you go. He became interested in giving advice and planned to say something
What, your whole life has been ruined by you!" "It turns out that my husband has such deep meaning!" The witch lady was also stunned, and then there was a charming smile on her face that admitted her mistake: "I made a mistake, my husband must bear it!"