The participation outside the carriage continued, and Ling Wudi could feel the strong smell of blood in his nose.
It lasted for about half an hour, and the screams outside became quieter.
The carriage door was opened, and the imperial master who was dressed in white just now was now soaked in blood.
"Are you... okay?" the Imperial Master asked in surprise.
Ling Wudi was amused, but he still looked a little panicked and replied: "It's okay, what's going on outside? I saw the crows in the palace last time... so I didn't dare to go out!"
"We were attacked by the Demon Realm just now... We suffered a lot of losses... You'd better not come out!" the Imperial Master said in a deep voice.
Just look at the blood stains on the clothes and smell the fishy smell in the air. Do you need to ask? Ling Wudi sneered in his heart, but still asked: "Then what should we do now?" So many people have been lost.
, is it dangerous to enter Death Valley?
The Imperial Master tightened his grip and gritted his teeth and said, "After cleaning up the bodies, move on!"
Ling Wudi had to think again about the purpose of entering the Death Valley this time. Logically speaking, it was to go in, find the magic array, talk to the demon world and hand over Leng Yuxi. Let’s not talk about whether the national master had brought the demon soul.
Isn’t it a bit too hasty just to say that so few people entered Death Valley?
Ling Wudi frowned and got out of the car.
"You stay up there, I'm afraid you won't be able to bear it outside!" the Imperial Master reminded kindly.
Ling Wudi got out of the carriage, minding his own business.
When we got out of the car, the grassy area was already covered in black, and all we could see were black, feathers, and corpses.
The soldier who was talking to her just now had his eyeballs pecked out by the sharp beak of a crow.
I remember that the crows in the main hall the day before yesterday just rushed in and scared the servants. Everyone in the hall was only slightly injured. The monks who set out together today are all Royal Guardsmen. The monks are of a much higher rank, so why are the injuries serious?
Like this?
"The crow today is different from the one in the palace that day. It is more aggressive!" The Imperial Master saw the confusion in Ling Wudi's eyes.
"However, these soldiers and generals who died today were all better monks..."
"Then the crow today also used the catalytic charm!"
After saying that, the imperial master picked up a crow on the ground with his sword, and there was a red feather under its wings.
"What is this?" Ling Wudi didn't understand.
"The catalytic talisman can instantly increase the attack power tenfold!" the national master explained.
"Can this be used by others?"
The Imperial Master turned around, and Sha Li stared at Ling Wudi with her eyes for a long time, then replied: "Yes, but not too much!"
"Can you?" Ling Wudi continued to ask.
The Imperial Master looked at Ling Wudi and did not reply. He said to the soldiers cleaning up the corpse: "Hurry up, we have to get to the entrance before dark, this place is too exposed!"
Obviously the Imperial Master does not want to continue this topic.
In fact, going out can definitely train people. The team of Ling Wudi and the Imperial Master abandoned the carriage because it was too slow, and the Imperial Master carried Ling Wudi and rode forward.
Just at the entrance to Death Valley, Ling Wudi and the others suffered another small-scale crow attack.
Ling Wudi couldn't figure out what Zipo's purpose was, and why Zipo didn't make an appointment with Leng Yutai and the others to pick up the things, but instead asked the national master to enter the valley and do some formations?
With this doubt, Ling Wudi arrived at the entrance of Death Valley anxiously.