blues paradox

In fact, the "Prison of Demons" is not always filled with black and dense monsters. In fact, the deeper you go, the number of those monsters will decrease greatly, but their abilities will become more strange and powerful.

The underworld has night. During the day, the underworld is always gray with a little twilight, and when night comes, the underworld will fall into deep and cold darkness.In fact, it’s not all dark. There is always a dark yellow oil lamp on the ferry on the Santuchuan River. Manzhu or Shahua will also stand by the river with a white lantern to guide the wandering souls.

At the beginning, Lantiao could advance several thousand meters every day. He didn't fight too much with the monsters. Of course, those monsters at the beginning were really weak, at least they didn't block Lantiao's progress. Ability.Lan Tuo gracefully waved the moon-white long knife transformed with magic power, the strong and murderous magic power spread from the blade, and along the trajectory of those blades, in a slow but evasive way. Sweeping towards the monsters at an unacceptable speed, a large black figure was abruptly cut off at the waist, and the broken body fell to the ground dejectedly, drying up and rotting as fast as the naked eye could, until it emitted a rotten stench smell, and finally weathered into ash.

The coming of night can paralyze people's mind, as if there are no disgusting and dangerous creatures around, but the invisible unknown can be infinitely magnified by perception, becoming cautious and sensitive.

When he was in the Phoenix Valley, Xiu once cast a spell on Blues' left eye, allowing that eye to see in the dark, probably because it only has a soul, or maybe because it has a time limit. His blues had already failed, and he was completely unable to see the surrounding environment and roads clearly at night, which was very bad for his current situation. In the beginning, he was often attacked at night and avoided it.

It was a very frustrating and frightening experience. The ring on the named finger was constantly glowing, reminding him that there was still danger around him, but he didn't know which direction the danger would come from.It is often when those sharp nails that are quenched with poison or all kinds of inexplicable things that can kill people silently have already reached the front, only to realize the danger belatedly, and then avoid it dangerously. Let it be unavoidable more often.Blues has no body at this moment, so this kind of injury directly affects his soul, it is a kind of pain that goes deep into the bone marrow, worse than cutting flesh and bones, even if he is poisoned, it is the same when he persists until he survives this kind of pain. Pain, the wound will heal on its own without any trace.

Seeing that his white and delicate arms, which are no different from the main body, can't help thinking, whether the biggest reason why Xiu sent him here to train is because there is no way to leave scars on his body here. At least it won't affect the feel?Of course, this kind of thinking is indeed a little weird and unreasonable, so Lan Tiao only thinks of it occasionally as if he feels wronged and complains when he is really bored or misses his father very much.

In fact, the real reason should be time, although Manzhu didn't reveal much, and it wasn't even a reveal at all, just said an insignificant word, but the clever blues naturally sorted out the Central Plains very quickly Commission - the time flow rate varies.It is impossible for them to stay in the Phoenix Valley for too long, but the stabilization and enhancement of his magic power cannot be completed in a short period of time, so the only explanation is that the time flow rate of the underworld and the demon world are not equal. It was equivalent to a month in the underworld. Blue tune looked up at the river bed that stretched far to the end of the invisible, and sighed helplessly, well, he had to admit sadly, maybe it was not just a month, but a year. maybe.

As you go deeper, the power of the monsters becomes stronger, and it becomes more and more powerless to deal with the rotting.Therefore, the night became more and more dangerous. Those endless sneak attacks often gave him a feeling of hovering on the edge of life and death, and his nerves were almost stretched to the extreme, as if he would be disconnected in the next moment.Random Blues canceled his plan to leave early while driving at night. He chose to light a fire, keep a solid barrier and defensive magic circle around him, and then either practice magic power through meditation, or transform the magic power there The magic circle that adds its power to the long knife will occasionally take a leisurely light sleep for a while to relax the nerves that have been tense for a long time.

I have to say that this method is very effective for Lan Tiao, even faster than when he was on the road without sleep, and the magic power in his body also increased rapidly. Lan Tiao thinks this is because he directly uses comprehension to cultivate magic power After all, the growth rate of his magic power was much slower when he was in the Demon Realm than it is now. He refused to admit that it was because he was eager to see Xiu, so he became more attentive and serious.

The blood-like bright maple leaves swirled with the wind, Xiu slightly closed his eyes and leaned lazily beside the tree trunk, a red leaf fluttered down on his shoulder, against his white robe like snow, there was a kind of Almost dazzlingly gorgeous.This is not what Xiu likes. In fact, he prefers the blue-purple color like You Yan, which burns quietly, cold and decisive, and has a glamorous beauty out of thin air.I didn't see Xiu Ge's movements. The red leaf that fell on his shoulder seemed to be summoned by something unknown. leaves on the ground.

"The leaves are flying."

A familiar voice suddenly sounded in his ears. Xiu turned his head and looked at the rusty iron door that was half hidden. He was not surprised to see the Phoenix clan elder with an empty expression beside the door—— Renqing.In fact, at the moment when Ren Qing appeared, Xiu felt that not so familiar but not unfamiliar breath in the air, at the moment when the maple leaf fell on his shoulder.

"Yes, just like this Phoenix Valley." Xiu slightly raised his eyebrows, made a sneering smile, and nodded casually.Indeed, this Phoenix Valley is like those falling maple leaves, seemingly flying... but falling.

Of course, Ren Qing would not know how Xiu would link Phoenix Valley with Maple Leaf, so he stopped talking about this topic, and he just glanced at the still calm man with those empty eyes. Xuechi said without any emotion in his words, "It's the seventh day, and tomorrow is the day for the sacrifice."

"This hall knows, to be precise, it is Ming Ye." Xiu said softly, his soft voice was full of his unique gorgeous magnetism, it sounded extraordinarily alluring, as if the fairy sounds from the nine heavens were bewitching, people couldn't help but indulge Among them, however, no clues could be heard in that voice, but a very simple narrative, so simple that it was impossible to speculate.

"No one can walk out of the magic formation within a few days, even if he is very talented, I think you should understand this." Ren Qing said lightly, this magic formation has not been used for thousands of years, even Longer, but he has never heard people mention anyone who can get out of this formation in a few days.

Even the fastest person in history took nearly four months, and more people never came back. Their bodies were gradually corroded and melted by the liquid in the blood pool, and then they were separated from the blood-red blood. The liquid of the blood melted into one, burning the pool of blood deeper and more beautifully, as if real blood was flowing, but it couldn't exude the sweet smell of blood with a faint smell of rust.

"He's different." Xiu said with a light smile, no excuses, no arrogance, just stating a fact.

Yes, Blues is different. In his veins, Xiu's blood flows, not just a small drop during the bloodline purification ceremony, but more, so much that it fills his four classics. Mu, many people always inadvertently forget that Lan Tiao... is the son of Xiu, who has the most noble and mysterious bloodline in this world.No one can clearly know what kind of shocking power is hidden in his blood, because no one has ever known how powerful Xiu is.

He is no different.Ren Qing wanted to say this, but before his words came out, the pool of blood, which had been quiet for a second, boiled like boiling water, with big and small blood-red bubbles, and within a moment, the surface of the lake was steaming. There was a thin layer of blood-colored smoke, and occasionally blood-colored maple leaves could be seen flying back and forth in the faint smoke.

A figure gradually came out of the smoke, his speed was very slow, with an elegant and noble speed, his long golden hair was not tied up, fluttering in the wind messily, as if all the brilliance of the sun was concentrated on this hair up, dazzled uncontrollably.As he approached step by step, he felt more and more clearly the strong bloody smell and the almost qualitative murderous aura lingering around him, which made Ren Qing, who was standing in the distance, froze involuntarily. , try to restrain the desire to fight, and respond appropriately to the dangerous aura, this is the instinct of the demons, and Phoenix is ​​no exception.

"Little Tiaoer..." Xiu called out with a light smile, raised his jade hand slightly, and the familiar faint fragrance of roses permeated the air. The next moment, Lan Tiao had appeared in his arms, with his usually clear and beautiful emerald green eyes Already covered by the drooping eyelids, the whole body leaned against Xiu's arms weakly, as if he would fall to the ground without the support of a man.She had already passed out, but she unconsciously let out a sentence, which happened to fall into the ears of the man, "I miss you so much, Xiu..."

The curvature of his lips tended to expand gradually, and he became more and more weak and charming. Xiu gently leaned into Lan Tuo's ear and whispered, as softly as if it was nothing more than eleven beautiful fantasy dreams. He said with a light smile, "This hall is the same."