Douluo blood duke

Chapter 179 The Mermaid

In the river of blood full of fishy smell.

Zhang Heng pinched his handprints and looked at the river with sharp eyes. From the bottom of the river, black faces rose into the air defiantly, and jumped into the red light mirror formed by his third soul skill: Blood Burst, turning into A beautiful red flower that is fleeting.

"Old woman, didn't you say that this blood river will corrode flesh and blood, what's the matter with these fish."

Hearing Zhang Heng's inquiry, the old lady looked up at him, and after thinking for a moment, she replied, "I don't know what these things are either. This river of blood can indeed corrode flesh and preserve bones, because it is a thousand years old." The former bone demon used it to separate corpses and make bone soldiers, maybe something has changed!"

"Why don't you put your hand down and try?"

Zhang Heng turned his head and ignored the old lady's words. He could actually feel a mysterious force mixed with the blood.

At the top of the bone mountain, Zhang Heng used the ability of the blood master to sense the blood below. When his consciousness touched the blood, he felt that the scene in front of him changed drastically. Gray and white skulls fluttered beside him. An incomprehensible language was also sung in his mouth. Although Zhang Heng couldn't understand what they were singing, Zhang Heng felt a mysterious force like a restless little hand, tugging at his heartstrings, making him His desire gradually increased.

Zhang Heng has seen this kind of power before, that is, in the evil space of the devil's teeth in his body, there is such power in the boundless evil energy, but the power in the blood river is not as pure as the evil energy, and it wants to seduce people. Obsessed.

Rather than tempting people to be enchanted and controlled by desires, that power seems to be more willing to make people's consciousness be eroded by desires, and then Li Daitao becomes stiff, and doves occupy the magpie's nest.

The energy of the blood burst was gradually exhausted, and the light mirrors above their heads gradually dimmed. Several cracks appeared in the middle of the blood beads, which were spread out like a fishing net. Then, with a crisp cracking sound, the blood beads turned into dots of bright color. The red star light disappeared in the sky.

Without the obstruction of the light mirror, the black shadows shot out from the lake surface were like sharp arrows, falling towards Zhang Heng and the others like sharp arrows.

Zhang Heng looked up and saw sharp teeth and sharp mouths colliding continuously. The clicking sound disturbed people's mind and made people inevitably feel bored.

He took a deep breath, held his breath, and waved his fingers.

In the area centered on the boat, one after another ripples agitated on the river surface, and the ripples disappeared after a distance of about [-] meters from the boat, one after another, making the calm river seem to be boiling.

The next moment, Zhang Heng pointed to the sky, one black and one purple beside him, and the two soul rings lit up at the same time.

The second soul skill: Blood Shadow Sword.

Fifth Soul Skill: Blood Mist.

Combination soul skills: Zhou Tianluanying's bloody strangle formation.

Where the river surface was covered with ripples, water droplets the size of a thumb shot into the sky. There were thousands of them at a time.

The severed blood column did not fall into the river, a red light struck, wrapped them inside, quickly condensed them into a broad-edged long sword, and then slashed at the falling strange fish in the sky.

Thousands of blood shadow swords pierced back and forth over the ship, the cold light on the blade made people unable to open their eyes, and a new light mirror appeared again, but compared with the previous light mirror, this light mirror was much different. The mirror's blocking of the falling fangtooth fish is no longer to make them disappear silently, but to completely tear their flesh and bones into pieces by the intersecting sword blades like a meat grinder.

Therefore, after the formation of the light mirror, Zhang Heng and the others don't have to worry about the attack of the flying fish, they just need to dodge the meat paste falling from the sky.

Because there were too many flying fish, Zhang Heng and the others had to dodge quickly, and anyone who didn't pay attention would be smashed all over. The meat paste was disgusting, in order not to let themselves get dirty.

Zhang Heng stretched out his hand and pointed at the bottom of the river at the bow of the boat, and two red lights submerged into the river of blood.

After a while, two small water bags rose from the blood river, and the water bags continued to swell. When they reached a height of more than one meter, there was a plop, and the water bags exploded. Two blood-red blades stood on the water surface. Crossed and cut forward.

Zhang Heng moved his finger again, the bow of the boat was raised slightly, and it moved forward slowly.

The light mirrors above their heads remained in place, still blocking the black shadows flying into the air.

Bang.

It took 10 minutes for the two sword qi to open the way, and Zhang Heng's occasional make-up, Zhang Heng and his boat finally came out of the shady scene made by the flying fish, but it was okay, those flying fish didn't seem to be It was impossible to track them, and after they came out, the flying fish still flew towards the original place.

"It seems that someone is manipulating it!"

The old lady turned her head and looked at the school of flying fish like a black city wall behind her, squinted her eyes and said in a low voice.

"It's up to you to say it."

Zhang Heng glanced at her and looked around. He felt that in such a huge scene, the person hiding behind and controlling it should not be too far away.

But after looking around for a long time, he didn't find a single figure. His eyes were blood red. Zhang Heng frowned. After thinking about it, he snorted coldly and said, "You're lucky."

After speaking, he was ready to look back and move on.

But at this moment, a melodious voice came to them in the air. The voice seemed to be singing, it was a beautiful song. From the voice, Zhang Heng seemed to see an elk walking in the early morning, exuding In the dewy woods, it seems like sitting on the coast in the evening, staring at the sunset, a dolphin jumped out of the sea, and the shadow covered the sunset.

In this song, Zhang Heng's restless mood calmed down, and his clenched fists were loosened.

He opened his eyes wide and looked in the direction of the sound.

The blood mist dissipated.

A large black stone stands abruptly on the river. On the stone, a huge purple-blue fish tail naturally hangs down. Looking up along the fish tail, it has fair skin, slender waist, and orange long hair reaching the waist. hair, and a crown woven of scarlet grass leaves.

"That's it, a mermaid?"

Zhang Heng exclaimed softly.

"Hey boy, what are you doing, it's not a good thing for a mermaid to appear in this place."

The old lady walked up to Zhang Heng's back, stabbed him with a cane, and said sharply.

As if struck by lightning, Zhang Heng's mind shook suddenly, his fists clenched, his eyes widened and he took a step back. At that moment just now, he lost his mind and was caught in the depths of his consciousness by the music in the voice.

If his consciousness hadn't been divided into three parts, he would have lost control just now and become the puppet of the owner of the voice.

"Fuck, I almost suffered a big loss."

Zhang Heng cursed angrily, squinted his eyes and looked up at the mermaid on the rock.

The mermaid seemed to sense Zhang Heng's gaze, stopped singing, and turned her head slowly.

After seeing her face again, Zhang Heng was taken aback.

I have to say, this mermaid is, well, beautiful.

In terms of facial features, her appearance can be ranked in the top five among the girls Zhang Heng has seen, but she is not the top. What really surprised Zhang Heng is the graceful wildness of the mermaid, which is very contradictory. Temperament, she is like a lady who lives deep in the boudoir and does not leave the door lightly, but she also has the kind of wildness that often plays in the mountains and climbs on the trees.

Her eyes are very clear, like a pool of spring water, looking at her, it's like drinking a handful of clear spring, it feels cool and refreshing from the stomach to the brain.

When she saw Zhang Heng and the others, there was a hint of doubt in those pure eyes.

Zhang Heng smiled. He is a vagabond. When he saw such a pure and beautiful girl, he naturally wanted to go up and say hello out of habit.

And the way he greeted was.
Zhang Heng's eyes became sharper, and he raised his hand, and a jet of water shot out from the river.

The bloody water column turned into a long knife in the air, stabbing at the mermaid.

The mermaid is very beautiful, if there is no chilling hatred in the deepest part of her clean eyes, and no resentment around her, then Zhang Heng doesn't mind making friends with her.

Seeing the blade flying towards her, the expression on the mermaid's face froze for a moment, but she quickly returned to normal. The innocence on her face and the little doubts in her eyes were all put away by her, and replaced by the millennium-like frosty cold. The hatred of mortal hatred.

She twisted her waist, raised her three-meter-long tail high, and then landed on the river. The air waves from her tail hit the river, and the water waves rose high, covering Zhang Heng and the others.

When the blade that attacked the mermaid encountered a water wave that was tens of meters high, it did not split the wave as Zhang Heng thought.

The moment it hit the water waves, the blood shadow sword with a dark red glow was snapped off, and it was cut off from the middle, as if it was cut on a piece of steel and was broken directly.

"Interesting!"

Zhang Heng smiled when he saw this scene, raised his hand and shot a blood bead, and the purple soul ring flashed beside him.

The blood drops entered the wave and turned into an ever-expanding vortex, devouring the surrounding blood. When the wave reached the front of the ship, there was only a small wave less than one foot left.

Zhang Heng hooked his fingers, and the beads below the river surface flew out, held in his palm, and disappeared.

"What are you, can you talk?"

He looked at the mermaid on the rock, stepped on the bow of the boat, leaned forward slightly, and said with a frown once or twice.

The mermaid tilted its head, squinted its eyes slightly, opened its blood-red thin lips, and stretched out its little pink tongue, licking its own lips in a clockwise direction.

After going around in a circle, she raised her white arm, wiped the corner of her mouth with her thumb, then looked into Zhang Heng's eyes, and said in a voice as sweet as first love.

"Do you know how this river of blood came about?"

Zhang Heng looked at her with a somewhat inexplicable expression, and he shook his head.

"How would I know."

(End of this chapter)