Chapter 2894 (1/2)
The heavens.
Thunder roar, bang bang sound annihilated, or if Xi stopped, I do not know is tired, or a certain momentum.
”It's creeping day by day.”
”Who is that in the black hole! It's too strong. ”
”Is it the holy body Ye Chen?”
”Even though the emperor is in a famine, he may not be able to make such a big move. Half a step is not enough.”
In the starry sky, there are many people in groups, or standing at the end of the Star River, or stepping on the meteorite. They all raise their brains to see. You say me a word, spit out their own doubts, and say the speculation in their hearts.
”The steps... Stopped.”
Dark black hole, the most powerful summit gathered, each frowned, if Xi stopped, they all lost their direction, do not know where to find, black hole is so vast, find a person is more difficult than looking for a needle in a haystack.
”Three in a team, look separately.”
The king of God left a word and went to one side. Along with him were the king of eclosion and the Dragon Cang robbery. In his walking, they all became separated. Many people had great strength. They were looking for Ruoxi, but also looking for ye Chen and the six ways of the world of mortals.
The other would-be emperors are also like this. They find their teammates. You know, the crisis is everywhere in the black hole, and there are countless demons and Demons lurking in the black hole. No accident can happen.
On one side of the black hole, there was a bloody figure. He walked step by step, but he was not a Heavenly Sword. His face was white and his mouth was bleeding constantly. Indeed, he was hurt more than ye Chen. He was almost sent to the Naihe bridge by that halo. Up to now, he did not know where xiaoruoxi was sacred, and he was too strong to be true.
In addition to them, there are six ways of the world of mortals.
Both of them were dull, like puppets, walking in the dark, looking for Ruoxi. Sometimes they would stop, twist their stiff necks, take a look at the darkness around them, and then move their steps.
Here, ye Chen goes to a black hole again.
In the distance, chaos fire, sky thunder and xianwudi sword are all hanging in the dark. As for the holy war Dharma, most of them have already disappeared. He has a time limit.
”Boss.”
See ye Chen, chaos fire and sky thunder are beating.
Ye Chen did not answer, slowly stopped, staring at the front of his eyes.
There, there is a whirlpool, painted black, with a circle of more than ten thousand feet, and it is rotating at a high speed. Occasionally, there are thunder and lightning tearing. The phagocytic power is not extremely strong, and there is a mysterious power hidden.
Because in the black hole, because the vortex is black, if you don't look carefully, it's hard to find that there is a vortex. People who don't look at the road will step into it.
”There are pits everywhere.”
Ye Chen murmured to himself, staring at the whirlpool, long distance, still can feel the terrible phagocytic power, if the distance is closer, most of the will be sucked in, look at the whirlpool black, see is not a good place, go in, it may not come out, or be ground into fly ash on the spot.
Chaos fire said, ”previously, we chased the demons and chased this black hole. Our tripod ran so fast that it was sucked in carelessly.”
Ye Chen still did not speak, sacrificing the body.
When he stepped into the whirlpool one step at a time, there was no one left. He was crushed into a bunch of fly ash on the spot. He was not blowing, and even crying was saved.
”Our tripod can still come back.”
The chaotic fire beat for a moment and asked in a low voice. Although the tripod was very uncomfortable and wanted to fight with it, he was still worried at the critical moment. He regarded it as a relative, but he didn't want it to be planted in the whirlpool.
”Yes.”
Ye Chen said that there was his mark on the chaos tripod. The mark was not destroyed, and the chaotic tripod was still there. He opened his eyes of reincarnation and peered at the whirlpool with all his eyes. However, the whirlpool was covered with mysterious power and was hard to see through.
To be sure, the dark whirlpool is not as simple as the surface, it should be connected with an unknown field, and chaos tripod is mostly in it.
Thinking of this, ye Chen received chaos fire and thunder, melted the sword of Emperor Wu, opened the emperor Yun armor, and also had various defense blessings, stepping into the whirlpool.
As soon as he stepped in, he felt the terrible tearing force, and he also benefited from it. If he were to be the peak of the emperor to be, if there was no imperial instrument to protect it, it would be mostly destroyed.
As he expected, there was a universe in the whirlpool.
He was engulfed by the whirlpool, only felt the black halo, and he flew past. It should be a passage. Even his holy body was torn and twisted.
Once again, it is a dark world.
If you look at the sky, you can't see the light; if you look down on the earth, there is no land, but there is a sea of blood below, which is not exactly called the sea. It is thick blood. It stinks and squirms from time to time. Look at this posture, this strange whirlpool should be swallowing a lot of living creatures, and the sticky fresh blood is precipitation.
”Old... Boss.”
The weak call, suddenly sounded.
It's chaos tripod. In the thick blood, the immortal light of the whole body is dim, and even the chaotic Qi is weakened a lot. It's weak and weak.
The big tripod is not that he doesn't want to come out. The thick blood is like mucilage, which has the power of swallowing and pulling. He is pulled to death and can't move.Ye Chen put out his big hand and ran down the sky.
The pulling force was really strong. He didn't pull it out. After his Qi and blood rose, he blessed Diwei and pulled out the tripod.
”This place, he is evil.”
Back to the master, chaos tripod fear Road, he felt the most real, always feel sticky blood like living things, dead drag him, devour all his.
Ye Chen squints and peeps quietly.
As chaos cauldron thought, sticky blood has spirit. Anyone who has contaminated it will be sucked and pulled. If it can't come out in the first time, it will basically not come out. It will be swallowed into a corpse, and the vertical magic instrument is no exception.
Ye Chen reaches out his hand again, grabs a drop of sticky blood and hangs it in his palm. He scans the volume closely. Spirituality exists. A drop of blood is wriggling.
Yes, it's living.