Chapter 227 If you don’t offer sacrifices, you won’t be able to live forever.
The moment the figure's big hand reached out, countless gray air currents in the void of the hall moved rapidly in his palm. In just a few breaths, it turned into a strange and numb face with hollow features, slowly moving towards
He grabbed and pressed Wang Jin, who was stiff and motionless.
The moment the tall figure was about to touch Wang Jin's body.
Wow!
Suddenly there was a sound like water waves swaying in the void.
A scarlet phantom suddenly rushed out of Wang Jin's body and slammed into the grasping palm of the figure.
Peng!
Bloody threads burst out like splashes of water.
The blood demon phantom hit the palm grasped by the tall figure, but it seemed to hit a big mountain.
The blood demon phantom was like a piece of glass that was about to be shattered. With just one impact, countless cracks appeared on the surface of the body, as if it was about to fall apart.
The arms of the tall figure didn't even move at all, and the stiff, stone-like palms seemed completely unaware. They still maintained the same slow speed just now, neither speeding up a bit nor slowing down a bit, bit by bit.
Point and grab Wang Jin.
The blood demon phantom roared and slammed into the tall figure's arm, but it was like a mayfly shaking the tree.
It couldn't even have the slightest impact on the figure's palm.
Snap!
At a certain moment, the blood demon phantom actually made a sound like shattering glass, and in the confrontation with the tall figure's arm, it was shattered in the air like it was overwhelmed.
The tall figure seemed unmoved at all, and his big hand still maintained the same speed as before, grabbing Wang Jin.
Blood seeped out of Wang Jin's seven orifices, and his whole body seemed to be bound by some invisible force, unable to move at all. The true energy in his body was moving rapidly at this moment, impacting every orifice in his body.
He wanted to break away from the invisible force that bound his body.
Just when the palm of the tall figure was about to touch Wang Jin's body, the dull face in the palm was only a few centimeters away from Wang Jin.
Click!
It was as if something was broken.
Wang Jin, who couldn't even move his eyes just now, seemed to break through some kind of restraint at this moment and regained his ability to move in an instant.
The moment before the palm of the tall figure was about to touch him, he leaned back like lightning and rolled down from the high platform.
boom!
The tall figure's arms were grasping at the empty space, seemingly slow and weak, but in an instant there was a violent roar, and the dull face in the palm of his pale palm suddenly moved, as if making an action of opening his mouth to absorb.
, along with the roaring sound, the void collapsed in an instant the size of a human head.
"What a terrible slap!"
Wang Jin quickly turned to the side with a faint look of fear on his face.
All I can say is that he is worthy of being a zombie in the Dongxuan realm.
Just raising your hand and grabbing it has such power.
If the palm just fell on Wang Jin, even though Wang Jin's strength has improved a lot in the past few days, there is no guarantee that he can block this palm.
At this moment, Wang Jin had almost guessed the origin of the tall figure who suddenly appeared in the hall.
This hall is called Zhengxin Hall.
In charge of the education of Yaofeng disciples.
And the elder Shang Yu in the Zhengxin Palace is a powerful person in the early stage of the Dongxuan realm.
The tall figure in front of me is exactly that elder Shang Yu!
The palm failed, and the zombie transformed by Shang Yu stiffened and turned around.
"Burn incense to save me and go to the Immortal Hall..."
A hoarse and unpleasant voice came from the mouth covered by the shadow of the hood. Shang Yu reached out his palm again and swung his palm towards Wang Jin.
This palm was completely different from the previous one. When it was swung out, it was swift and domineering, causing a sharp sonic boom in the air.
In an instant, the void shook, and the void in front of Wang Jin was like a wave being overturned. The sky and the earth shook, and it crazily collapsed towards Wang Jin.
"Elder Shang Yu!"
At the critical moment, Wang Jin shouted loudly.
He used the language of this dream world, with a somewhat lame accent, which echoed in the hall.
He didn't even have any hope at first. When he shouted loudly, his figure didn't pause at all and quickly retreated.
However, what even Wang Jin didn't expect was.
When his shout fell, the palm that struck with the power of a landslide and tsunami suddenly stopped in mid-air in front of him.
The pale palm paused in mid-air, seeming to be trembling.
The next moment, a hoarse voice sounded from under the hood.
"You...recognize me?"
It was also the language of the dream world. Although it was hoarse, it was not as lame as Wang Jin had just said.
"certainly."
Seeing that his random shouting actually aroused the reaction of the Shang Yu in front of him.
Wang Jin retreated slowly and cautiously, keeping a distance from the Shang Yu.
On the other hand, he responded extremely cautiously in the language of the dream world: "You are Shang Yu, the elder of the Zhengxin Palace above the Medicine Peak. How come I don't recognize you?"
"Yao Peak...Zhengxin Palace...Elder..."
Shang Yu in front of him slowly lowered his head and repeated Wang Jin's words in a hoarse voice, seemingly lost in thought.
At this moment, Wang Jin had retreated ten meters away and stood between two rows of burning bronze candlesticks. His face remained alert as he stared at Shang Yu, who was deep in thought ten meters away.
Shang Yu's reaction was something he had not foreseen at all.
I have been wandering in the dream world for several months.
Before this, Wang Jin had never encountered a zombie that could respond to his words.
Even the monster transformed from the first medicine peak cannot do this at all.
And what is going on with the Shang Yu in front of him?
Can you actually react to your own words?
Is it possible that this Shang Yu still retains some of his own sanity and has not completely turned into an irrational monster like other zombies?
When such thoughts flashed through his mind, Wang Jin glanced at Shang Yu's palm exposed outside the Taoist robe.
Those palms were as stiff as ice cubes, but the texture on their surfaces was no different from those of normal people.
It formed an extremely sharp contrast with the rotten flesh and blood on the zombies before.
Could it be that this is an alternative person who still maintains his sanity in the gray fog?
Although the rest of the people on the Medicine Peak have turned into monsters, Shang Yu has some secret method. Even though everyone in the dream world has turned into monsters, he can survive?
Could it be that he is still human now?
At this moment, thoughts appeared in Wang Jin's mind.
He suddenly realized that he seemed to not know enough about this dream world.
From the first day he entered this dream world, he has always stayed in the area near Qianyang Sect.
I haven’t even taken a step beyond the peak of medicine.
Even though everyone above Qianyang Sect has turned into zombies.
But in this dream world, have everyone really become zombies?
Is there really no one left alive?
"Could it be that...there are still living people in the areas outside Qianyang Sect..." He looked at Shang Yu who seemed to be deep in thought in front of him, and a bold guess emerged in his mind: "In fact, there are no
Complete destruction, the Shang Yu in front of you may be a clear proof!"
"In the areas outside Qianyang Sect, there may be inheritances from the dream world, and there may be living people!"
The more he thought about it, the more possible it became.
After all, to this day, he still remembers the shocking sword light he saw in the memory fragments that day.
No matter it was the shocking sword that slashed out from the Qianyang Sect and tore through the black clouds in the sky with one sword.
It was the sword struck by the nameless old man in the small courtyard, which almost crossed the endless river of time, reversed time and space, traced back to the source, and struck at Wang Jin who was spying on his face.
All prove how terrifying the top combat power in this dream world is.
Back in Yuancheng City, Wang Jin just forced himself to recall the shocking sword light in his memory.
The sword light that was struck out so long ago came from the memory fragments obtained by Wang Jin across time and space.
With just a show of power that was less than one ten thousandth of its total power, it chopped the underground demon polyp, which was a seventh-level alien beast, into pieces.
It even left Wang Jin with wounds that have not healed to this day.
It has always been hard for Wang Jin to imagine having such a powerful fighting force at his command.
What kind of power can destroy this world?
In fact, there was always a vague suspicion in his heart that this dream world did not seem to be completely extinct at all.
At the moment, this suspected living Shang Yu seemed to confirm his guess.
"Elder Shang, what exactly happened back then?"
He spoke tentatively, trying to communicate with the Shang Yu, wanting to know what exactly happened in the Qianyang Sect back then.
"What... happened back then..."
Shang Yu lowered his head, seemingly unable to understand the meaning of Wang Jin's words.
His consciousness seemed to be a little confused, and he fell into confusion and confusion. He just lowered his head, and under the shadow of the hood, he just muttered and repeated the words Wang Jin said just now.
Wang Jin never saw the Shang Yu's face from the beginning to the end. Even when he looked at the Shang Yu just now, he was caught off guard and was mentally shocked by the Shang Yu's sight. He didn't notice the Shang Yu's face at all.
At this time, the Shang Yu lowered his head, his whole head was shrouded in shadow by the hood, and his expression could not be seen clearly.
"Yes, what exactly happened that year?"
Realizing that there seemed to be something wrong with Shang Yu's mental state, Wang Jin squinted his eyes, took a tentative step forward, and asked further: "What was that black mist on the Medicine Peak back then? When he slashed out that sword
Who is the light? What has the leader done?"
Wang Jin had a premonition.ъìＱυＧΕtＶ.℃ǒΜ
Perhaps, these riddles that have troubled him for months can be answered today from the mouth of Shang Yu.
Today, we may be able to clear away the heavy clouds that surround Medicine Peak and find out the truth behind the destruction of Medicine Peak!
"Mist... sword light... first seat..."
However, Shang Yu just repeated Wang Jin's words.
"The first seat... the first seat..."
Shang Yu murmured to himself, raised his head little by little, and turned to look at Wang Jin.
It wasn't until this moment that Wang Jin really saw Shang Yu's face clearly.
It was clearly a face with holes everywhere, like dense wounds formed after being bitten by some kind of insect.
Covered on the face of Shang Yu.
All the facial features on his face had been bitten out of shape, leaving only a pair of eyes intact.
Like a pair of eyes growing on a honeycomb.
At this moment, those eyes were emitting a thick light.
"The leader said...if you don't offer sacrifices, you won't be able to live forever..."