Without saying a word, Leng Xuan immediately took out the red bead and handed it to Zhong Ping's hand.
However, the moment Zhong Ping took the red bead, a strong blood light burst out from the bead, covering his body. This sudden change shocked Leng Xuan, and he quickly
He rushed forward, calling his senior, and put his hand into the bloody light, trying to pull Zhong Ping out. However, as soon as his hand touched the bloody light, he immediately felt a strong and cold feeling.
The power comes.
"Bang!" There was a loud noise, and his body was instantly knocked out and hit the wall heavily.
After about half a quarter of an hour, the bloody light gradually dissipated. Seeing Zhong Ping reappearing in his sight, Leng Xuan walked over quickly and asked with concern: "Senior, are you okay?"
"It's okay." Zhong Ping gasped. His body was not injured, but his face was a little pale. As for the red bead, he had already left it on the table.
"Senior, what's going on?" Leng Xuan asked strangely, "Why does this bead attack you?"
Zhong Ping looked at the red bead and said slowly: "This is revenge, you put it away first."
Leng Xuan responded and immediately took the bead into his arms, "Senior, do you want to take a rest?"
"It's okay." Zhong Ping waved his hands and said, "Fortunately, my body is strong enough to block its attack."
"Senior, you just said 'revenge', what do you mean?"
"Do you know the origin of this dead land?"
Leng Xuan nodded. He had heard Qiu Yu mention it before. Zhong Ping said: "No matter which version you heard, it probably didn't mention where the power of death came from."
"That's right." Leng Xuan said. According to Qiu Yu, many people lived in the Land of Death many years ago, but then, for some unknown reason, the power of death suddenly appeared in this land, causing countless deaths and injuries. Since then,
Over tens of thousands of years, the Death Land gradually formed. However, no one knew how the power of death appeared.
"The appearance of the power of death is entirely due to my mistake." Zhong Ping said slowly, "I have told you before that the difference between me and the master of the fairy world is that he masters life and I master death. He has a huge power of life.
I have infinite power of death. These two powers are kept by the two of me respectively. However, because these two powers are too huge and cannot be integrated into myself, I can only store them with the help of external objects.
.Later one time, I found that there was a small problem with the thing used to store the power of death. However, at that time, I happened to deal with a few important things and planned to wait until I had time to repair it. But who knew, the thing suddenly broke
, letting all the power of death be released. I happened to pass above this area at that time, so the power of death instantly enveloped this area, causing countless casualties."
At this point, he sighed and continued: "I never thought that something like this would happen, but it has already happened, and there is no use regretting it. I can only try my best to save other survivors. Because of that incident, death
There are tens of thousands of people affected by the disaster. I know, this sounds terrible. It was my negligence that caused the tragedy."
"What happened next?" Leng Xuan asked in confusion, "Why didn't you take back the power of death?"