In the Red Lotus Absolute Domain, Zhao Qingzhu sat cross-legged on the edge of the lotus pond, looking at the Red Lotus Virgin opposite in surprise, and said fearfully: "You said you have been trapped here for ten thousand years?"
The Holy Mother of Red Lotus chuckled and nodded. Zhao Qingzhu pulled out the cross, but he didn't know why he could pull it out. Of course, neither Bai Wuchang nor her tried to tell the truth, because they both knew that Zhao Qingzhu at this moment was
Zhao Qingzhu.
Da Chongjiu, Mo Yan and Hua Fei were equally shocked when they learned this fact. They could not imagine what kind of suffering it would be for a person to be trapped in a place filled with blood for ten thousand years.
"Wait a minute," Zhao Qingzhu put away his shock and carefully looked at the Red Lotus Virgin, "Does that mean you are ten thousand years old now?"
"More than enough!" Our Lady of the Red Lotus nodded with a smile.
"Uh," Zhao Qingzhu quickly looked away from her. A person who has lived for ten thousand years is either a god or a monster. He was excited because of seeing the beautiful girl a moment ago, but now he is no longer excited at all.
Ten thousand years, what kind of time is that? If it were him, even if he didn't starve to death here, he would die of boredom.
Seeing that Zhao Qingzhu was silent, the Red Lotus Virgin looked at Bai Wuchang opposite. Bai Wuchang lowered his head and looked at his nose and heart. Feeling the Red Lotus Virgin's gaze, he moved slightly and then raised his head to look at her.
"Should you tell him?"
"He hasn't awakened yet. Even if you tell him, he may not be able to accept it."
"Then do you really want to follow him to the Blood Prison?"
"Um."
"I can't go."
"I know."
Zhao Qingzhu felt unhappy when he saw Bai Wuchang and the Red Lotus Mother squinting at each other. He rushed between the two of them and said to Bai Wuchang, "Old man, you said that if I pull out the cross, you will take us to the Blood Prison, are you sure?"
"Of course." Because of Zhao Qingzhu's interruption, Bai Wuchang quickly looked away and continued, "My old man always means what he says."
"Okay, let's go then!" Zhao Qingzhu looked happy, and a trace of greed flashed in his eyes, "Is your old lover going too?"
"I won't go."
The Holy Mother of Red Lotus took the words, looked at Zhao Qingzhu with a smile, and said: "I have been trapped here for ten thousand years. I want to go out and see the outside world!"
"Haha, that's fine."
Zhao Qingzhu didn't talk any further and said to Bai Wuchang: "Let's go."
"So urgent?" Bai Wuchang glared, then glanced at the Red Lotus Virgin with reluctance.
The Holy Mother of Red Lotus also looked at him at this moment and said softly: "I'll wait for you there."
"good."
Bai Wuchang responded, turned around and strode towards Heishan.
Seeing Bai Wuchang walking out, Zhao Qingzhu didn't dare to stay here any longer, and followed closely behind him with a large group of nine people and an army of rats in the cave.
Watching the group of people walk to the foot of Black Mountain, Our Lady of Red Lotus suddenly shouted to Zhao Qingzhu: "Zhao Qingzhu."
"Um?"
Zhao Qingzhu stopped and turned around.
"Don't you want to know who trapped me here?"
"Yes, who is it? So wicked?"
Just as the Red Lotus Virgin was about to speak, Bai Wuchang suddenly turned around and looked at her. Once she saw the Red Lotus Virgin, she smiled and said, "You."
"Me?" Zhao Qingzhu blinked, then opened his mouth and spat, "Bah, my strength is about the same as in my previous life!"
"hehe."
Seeing Zhao Qingzhu's ruffian appearance, Our Lady of the Red Lotus burst into laughter.
The Holy King of Hundred Wars without memory is so cute!
…
Halfway up the Black Mountain, Huang Yupiao and his group clung to the mountain wall and faced the strong wind as they climbed hard to the top of the mountain. The higher they climbed, the more frightened they became, because the higher they went, the more violent the wind became. Even with their unique skills, they They couldn't compete with the strong wind at all. If they were not strong enough, the strong wind might take them flying into unknown territory.
The most unbearable thing for the four of them was the freezing cold in the strong wind. Practitioners are generally not afraid of the cold, but in this strong wind, the four of them were so cold that their teeth chattered and their whole bodies shivered.
The violent wind was raging around the entire Black Mountain, and the extremely fast rotating wind was almost material. The harsh howling sound was like the howl of a ghost, which made the four people who were already unable to move feel depressed.
"Chi..."
In the strong wind, the Huang Yu prisoner's robe was torn apart by the strong wind, and half of the robe disappeared instantly. The Huang Yu prisoner, who was almost suffocating from the cold, wanted to open his mouth to curse, but he could not open his mouth to speak, and could only look at the other half of his body. The robe was blown away by the strong wind.
"ah…"
Suddenly, the yellow jade prisoner's feet were in the air, and the big hand holding on to the mountain wall was hit by a stone swept by the strong wind. After screaming, the yellow jade prisoner who fell was instantly carried hundreds of feet into the sky by the strong wind...
However, the strong wind was too strong. Not only did the yellow jade prisoner not fall, it also rotated rapidly with the strong wind surrounding Montenegro.
Unable to protect themselves, Chu Huairou and the other three could only watch helplessly as the Huang Yu prisoner was taken out by the strong wind. Now, as long as they don't hold their hands steady, their fate will definitely be the same as that of the Huang Yu prisoner.
"Ahhh!"
After circling the Black Mountain, the yellow jade prisoner followed the whirling wind and flashed past Chu Huairou and the three of them. Seeing this, Mo Qing's eyes were filled with joy, and at the same time he drew his sword and stabbed him fiercely into the mountain. wall.
"What are you going to do?"
Seeing Mo Qing like this, Chu Huairou quickly looked towards him. Although she couldn't open her mouth to speak, Mo Qing still understood what she meant. After smiling at her, he suddenly let go of his hands, hooked his feet on the hilt of the sword and stood upside down. .
At the same time, Huang Yupiu followed the strong wind and turned back at an alarming speed.
"Fat man!"
As soon as the Huang Yu prisoner appeared in sight, Mo Qing immediately shouted and opened his hands.
Seeing this, the whistling Huang Yu prisoner stretched out his hand from the strong wind and grabbed Mo Qing with all his strength.
Click!
There was a crisp sound, and the long sword under Mo Qing's feet flashed out. Then, not only did Mo Qing fail to catch the Huang Yu prisoner, but he and the sword were swept in by the strong wind.
At the same time, under the leadership of Bai Wuchang, Zhao Qingzhu and his party also set foot on Black Mountain.
Black Mountain is like a huge column soaring into the sky. Under the endless breath of death, the strong wind is raging, and the harsh sound of howling by makes Hua Fei, who does not understand martial arts, frighten away.
Seeing this, Zhao Qingzhu stopped and asked Bai Wuchang who was walking in front: "Old man, do you have to pass through the Black Mountain to get to the Blood Prison?"
"Of course." Bai Wuchang turned around and continued: "When you step into the Bone Realm, it means that to go to the cemetery of gods and demons, you must pass through the Red Lotus Realm, climb the Black Mountain, jump to the Demon Realm, and pass through the Blood Prison. Although you are not Go to the Cemetery of Gods and Demons, but the route remains the same."
"Is that so?" Zhao Qingzhu rolled his eyes, as if he suddenly remembered something, "Then, is there anyone who has gone from here before us?"
"have."
"Who?" Zhao Qingzhu's heart moved!
"Ahhhhhh..."
As soon as Zhao Qingzhu finished speaking, a heartbreaking cry suddenly came from high in the sky. Before the people at the foot of the mountain could react, two figures falling at a very fast speed appeared in their sight.
"Ah ah ah, I'm dying, please help..."
Hearing this familiar voice, Zhao Qingzhu was slightly startled, then looked overjoyed.