Big brother is as beautiful as scum [Transmigration Book]

After entering the underground palace, I realized that the inside is not pure darkness.

In the opaque palace without candles, at a high place far above the head, there is a small white light source, which is not a divergent light source, and cannot illuminate this corner. The scattered light spots can only be illuminated The little patch of progress beneath their feet.

This small spot of light moved forward synchronously with their footsteps, unable to illuminate the way forward, and devoured their retreat step by step.

It was still pitch black around them, but the position they were in was covered with a white halo, allowing them to see each other clearly—the only thing they could see clearly in this square inch was There is only each other.

Mingtang half-raised his eyelids dissatisfied, and glanced at the white halo hanging high above his head, which he couldn't touch no matter what, "I always feel that someone is watching."

The others subconsciously raised their eyelids. The halo on the top followed their footsteps completely. It is impossible to say that there are no traps in it, but they have not had any traps since just now. Find the breath of other people's presence.It's not that they are conceited, but that someone can escape their spiritual consciousness and hide it, unless the other party's has reached the last level, otherwise, it is absolutely impossible.

The group of people kept stepping, never turned and detoured, and walked straight forward based on feeling. After an unknown period of time, the surrounding environment finally changed, or in other words, the sights were no longer only around them square inch.

The ground under his feet was no longer as flat as before, and began to become a little uneven.

Although there were still no figures or other clues to be seen, it was no longer as dark as before, and he was ignorant of the surrounding environment.

But thinking of the existence of the realm of reincarnation itself, Jing Li felt that no matter what appeared in this place, it was not surprising.

A group of people went all the way deep in the sand dunes, and finally, the road turned around.Among the jagged and strange rocks, a rather spectacular waterfall descended from the sky, crashing into the deep pool below with a bang.

Several people stood still in front of the deep pool, and their eyes fell on the middle of the deep pool.

In the middle of the deep pool, there is a half-weathered rock. A slender figure is sitting on it with his hands propped up. His bare feet are hanging in the air, swinging, and the bells tied around his ankles are following her movements. And make a sound.

The woman looked about fifteen or sixteen years old, and looked like a girl, with her face half-raised, looking towards the sky, and humming an unknown light tune, looking quite leisurely and wanton.

Even though the water flow of the waterfall was very loud, the little tune she was humming was transmitted to everyone's ears very clearly. Together with the sound of the bell on her ankle, it was faint, as if revealing some kind of wonderful rhythm.

The little girl turned a blind eye to the five people standing beside the deep pool. Her big eyes were always fixed on a certain point in the sky without blinking.

"...I can't feel the fluctuation of spiritual power in her body." Jing Li looked at the translucent figure of the little girl, and said hesitantly, "This shouldn't be the remnant soul... right?"

This was also noticed by other people present, but the voice couldn't explain it - they couldn't feel the slightest fluctuation from the little girl, but her voice actually reached their ears.

"Whatever she is." Luo Hu has never been a patient person, and seeing how he moved, two thick black mist burst out from behind him, and instantly condensed into the shape of a python, aiming at the The girl in the middle of the deep pool rushed forward.

The two black snakes ran side by side and rushed towards the target at the same time. The huge body pierced through the translucent body of the girl, the light and shadow were shattered, and were cut into countless irregular pieces, but the singing did not stop.

The black snake that jumped into the air didn't feel annoyed, its long torso twisted into a right angle in midair, and plunged down towards the rock under the girl.

After the two black snakes dived into the water, not long after, the entire deep pool stirred up several tall water curtains as if someone threw a mine into it.

The color of this deep pool is not clear and clear, but a grayish black corresponding to the surrounding strange rocks.

When most of the water in the pool was stirred out of the pool by the black snake, the water level in the pool dropped to less than ten feet deep, and the things in the pool were exposed to everyone's eyes.

It was a very large skeleton of an oyster-shaped water monster. Because of its age and the impact of the water flow, the shell on it had been polished extremely smooth, like a bronze mirror. In it, you can see pavilions, towers, pavilions and people's shadows interlaced.

After finding out the reason, Ming Tang raised his eyebrows at the skeleton in the pool that had been polished by time, "So it's this guy."

Finding that there was nothing else in the pool except the skeleton, Luo Hu recalled the two black snakes unhappily, and walked away without looking at the pool again.

Seeing that there are no clues here, the rest of the people will naturally not stay here and continue to move forward.

Only Jing Li was still a little puzzled—it seemed that everyone except himself had seen the origin of the oyster.

Not missing the doubt in Jing Li's eyes, Cang Qi explained to him while walking, "It's a mirage."

蜃？

Jing Li blinked, was it the mirage he was thinking of?But... "Didn't it mean... its original body was a water dragon?"

Most of the ones I saw in books before were in the shape of dragons, but the one just now is completely a big shell, okay?

"The appearance of a mirage when it is an adult is similar to that of a jiao."

The implication is that the one in the pool is completely underage and has not yet formally transformed.

"But..." Wen Renyi, who hadn't spoken all the way, suddenly interjected, "Even if you're a child, you still have dragon blood on your body after all."

Jing Li just wanted to say that the mirage was only an empty shell, where there was no dragon blood, but when the words came to his lips, he swallowed them again.He suddenly realized the meaning of the other party's words - no matter how young the mirage is, the power of blood in his body is always there, but the strength of any species that has something to do with dragons is basically not bad, and the one just now They didn't find any scars on the mirage's skeleton, nor did they find any other traces around it. So, how did the mirage die?

What they saw just now, the girl sitting on the rock, was obviously that mirage.

The mirage is different from other creatures. Its own characteristics can weave all kinds of phantoms, and what does it mean to make it fall, with only a little bit of residual consciousness left?

In this realm of reincarnation, how many unknown dangers are still waiting for them?

The Ruins of the Buddha Prison Tower——

Di Mingru never thought that Ying Wuxia could be taken down easily, but when the two fought for a long time but were still at a stalemate, his complexion still uncontrollably sank.

Up to now, the two names Ying Wuxia and Cang Qi have become his inner demons. If these two are not completely trampled down, he will definitely be harassed by inner demons when he crosses the catastrophe in the future.

The wind and snow in midair swirled in an incredible way, as if there was a dragon in the snow.

Ying Wuxia's spiritual power was accompanied by a strong wind and snow, and a sound like a dragon's chant came out of the whirlwind.

The snowflakes brought by the blade immediately turned into an invisible knife, and when Di Mingru noticed the ice skate, the blade had already cut through the fabric and left wounds on his body.

Di Mingru lowered his head and swept the damaged clothes on his body, and unconsciously licked his dry lower lip. A faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he didn't say much nonsense. The jade bone fan appeared in his hand, the fan shook, and in an instant, afterimages appeared, and his body moved, turning into an afterimage, which shot at Ying Wuxia like lightning, the jade bone fan tore through the air, and ice and snow , making an ear-piercing piercing sound.

Looking at the opponent with a cold face, Ying Wuxia's expression remained unchanged, and the fingers of his left hand gently stroked the blade. Immediately, invisible ripples centered on it and oscillated towards the surroundings. The sound became clearer.

At the same time, Ying Wuxia's figure also became more illusory.

Seeing the fierce confrontation between these two people again, the wrinkled locust tree demon couldn't help squinting his eyes happily, because there were so many commotions in the square at this time, and he deliberately raised the volume, praising Di Mingru One sentence, and then continue to watch the battle between the two sides.

In his heart, he was slowly calculating the time. It had been several hours since the two of them fought each other. Looking at Ying Wuxia's figure, it was much lighter than when it was at the beginning. There was nothing wrong with guessing, and everything was going as he hoped.

If the two Ying Wuxias here are one-on-one, Chen Sha and Duanmu Shaoye are in an endless round of unrestricted opponents' wheel battles. After one fight, another will come, and if two are killed, another pair will come.

Duanmu Shaoye's patience has long been exhausted, but the number of opponents is really too many. Even if he intends to wipe out these annoying people in front of him in one fell swoop, the opponent is really superior in number, and the quality is above the level. In this way, He fell into a passive state. Although he didn't see any signs of decline at the moment, he had already begun to mutter about the problem of supplies—he carried a lot of pills with him, but if the other party kept using gang fights so shamelessly, he would When the pills on his body are exhausted, I don't know how many people Di Mingru, who is afraid of death, brought over, bastard!

Compared to Duanmu Shaoye's impetuousness, Chen Sha was quite calm. Although his spiritual power had been consumed a lot and he had several scars on his body, his aura was never chaotic, and he couldn't see his eyes. A sword pierced through.

At the same time, through this temporarily torn gap, I saw the situation of the other two people.Needless to say on Duanmu Shaoye's side, when his gaze inadvertently swept over Ying Wuxia's direction, his pupils suddenly shrank, and he suddenly realized something. "No!"