I save the world with a knife

Chapter 104

Yu Jingcong, Fang Yanhui, and Liu Nuankong who had never spoken a word were shocked, and all of them turned pale.

The power of rules!

That is a power that has only begun to be controlled by the Void Transformation Realm, and one can understand the supernatural powers at the first glimpse of the rules.

If the weird picture on the opposite side really had the power of rules, they would not be able to deal with this matter, without that strength of cultivation.

If you bite the bullet and break through, it's just for nothing.

Yun Lian thought for a while, and said to Liu Nuankong, "Boss Liu, I am very sorry that your grandson died in the strange valley. But it is most suitable for you to do this. You practice the technique of escaping light faster than me." .”

He also didn't want to bother Mr. Liu at this juncture. Mr. Liu's grandson died for the righteousness of Yanwei Jing, and Mr. Liu was heartbroken. He still doesn't know how to explain to his son and daughter-in-law.

He is proud of having such a grandson, but also heartbroken for having such a grandson.

He sighed, his eyes were slightly red, but he didn't say anything.

Yun Lian flicked his sleeves and swept across the Picture Stone, a ban blocked the Picture Stone, and a faint red light flickered, which was a high-risk warning.

Afterwards, he handed the photo stone to Liu Nuankong, and earnestly said: "Director General Liu, please take the overall situation into consideration and send the things to Shang Xuanzong as soon as possible. If this matter is not investigated clearly, I will never have a peaceful day."

The weird valley is like a sharp knife hanging above the head, which can be stabbed down at any time.

If it is not resolved as soon as possible, the patrol of the endless ice sea will not be able to start.

Liu Nuankong hesitated for a moment, and finally took the photo stone. Thinking of the grandson in the image who was terrified but still died generously, a flash of pain flashed in his eyes.

Liu Le is his pride, the pride of the Liu family.

He sent his grandson to the patrol team, also hoping that he would gain some knowledge, gain some experience, and experience a smoother future.

Who ever thought that it was just a small patrol mission, but it became a farewell.

His grandson died for the sake of Yanweijing and everyone, but he couldn't let his grandson's wish become empty talk.

He clenched the picture stone tightly, and said in a hoarse voice: "Palace Master, don't worry, I will set off immediately, and strive to deliver the picture stone to Shang Xuanzong within four days."

The east of Yu is close to the endless ice sea, and it needs to kill sea monsters and sea beasts on weekdays. Resources have always been relatively tight, and it is not allowed to open the teleportation array during non-wartimes.

That's why Palace Master Yun Lian needs someone who is excellent in escapism to deliver the letter.

Liu Nuankong did not disappoint the Palace Master. He stayed up for four days and nights, and the spirit energy in his body was squeezed out several times, just to have more spirit energy to support the escape technique, so that he could reach Shangxuanzong as soon as possible.

In the early morning of the fourth day, when he came outside the gate of Shangxuanzong, his lips were chapped, his eyes were bloodshot, his body had no spiritual energy, and his meridians and dantian were sore.

Fortunately, the elder Shang Xuanzong gave him a elixir, which replenished his aura and nourished his dry dantian.

After he narrated the matter without any personal touch, he handed in the photo stone.

This matter was taken over by Shang Xuanzong, so he felt relieved.

As long as, as long as I can avenge my grandson one day...

Thinking of his grandson's appearance, Liu Nuankong couldn't help crying.

He is the most senior among the three general directors, and also the representative with the longest time limit.

He originally thought of retiring within 20 years, as long as he paved the way for his grandson during these 20 years, let him walk to his position smoothly, and then return to God to protect the Liu family, who knows——

He clenched his fists tightly, and his eyes were full of hatred as he looked towards the direction of Changsheng Valley.

Two hours later, Liu Nuankong received the definite news.

After watching the weird scene in the picture stone, the great elder Moyan of Shangxuanzong decided to take the sect's direct disciples to Yanweijing in person.

Shang Xuanzong judged that there is indeed the power of rules in the picture stone, but it is strange and unpredictable, and it is a rule that has never been heard or seen under the Dao of Heaven.

They suspect it's a nascent rule.

This is normal, the world is incomplete, and the world will regenerate some power of rules in order to complete the world.

Those rules are strong and weak, good and evil.

All they need to do is find out the power of the rule, figure out its limits, and take it into their own hands.

After discussing with everyone, in order to prevent the mist from spreading and causing thousands of miles of misfortune, they made an exception and activated the teleportation array.

Thus, Liu Nuankong followed Elder Mo Yan and others back to Yanweijing in the blink of an eye.

Mo Yan didn't exchange pleasantries with the people in Yanweijing, and immediately used his avatar to bring five disciples, the experienced Wen family brothers, the vengeful General Manager Liu, and two other casual cultivators, a total of 11 people to the strange valley. rush to.

Each of them has life-surrogate spells and magic weapons, trying to get everyone out of the weird valley safely.

Shang Xuanzong didn't pay much attention when he received the picture stone, but when they opened the picture stone and saw the thick fog that could shield the consciousness, the paper dust all over the sky, the white candle that ignited automatically, and the weird bride, they all still thought about it. I thought it was just a trick of the mountain spirit.

until--

Mo Yan frowned uncomfortably. It wasn't until the bride in the video looked up, and the Zongmen Hall was wrapped in a faint white mist, and the cold wind mixed with the smell of blood and humidity, that they realized that things were far from simple.

Elder Mo Yan made this trip in person because he was also worried that the situation would be out of control.

When they came to the strange valley, they realized that in just a few days, the white mist had expanded for nearly ten miles.

There are weirdness and murderous intent in the white mist.

Once the Baiwu area contacts Yanwei Jing, the people in Yanwei Jing will be finished.

After he released two saber qi at the Wen family brothers, he no longer hesitated to lead the crowd into the mist.

There was a rustling sound.

It was like an incomprehensible language sounded in everyone's ears, the harder they tried to understand, the more incomprehensible they became.When you can't understand it, you have to force it to analyze it.

Silently, I fell into paranoia.

In the thick fog, nothing can be sensed, nothing can be seen.

The fear of the unknown is gradually spreading.

The first to collapse was Wen Wang.

His pupils were dilated, and he shouted uncontrollably: "What are you talking about, what are you talking about..."

rustling-

Wen Wang stopped in his tracks, he tried his best to identify the subtle voice, but he didn't realize that the corners of his eyes were cracked, the bright red blood flowed down, and the corners of his mouth were cracked to the roots of his ears. He looked extremely terrifying, but he Did not notice.

Finally, finally he heard it.

find him--

find him--

find him?
Who is he?
who is it?

The overlapping voices became clearer and clearer as the thoughts continued to spread. Wen Wang, who was listening intently, did not know when his hair had completely turned white, his body was bent, and his skin folded loosely.

Finally, he heard it again.

An unknown existence, a voice of resentment and pain came out of his mouth.

Find him and bring him to me.

See Ah Yin, get married!

boom!
It seemed like thunder was exploding in his head.

Wen Wang fell to the ground bleeding from his seven orifices, and was completely swallowed up by the white mist.

The fog is getting thicker and thicker, so thick that the coolness of the icy sea and the blood of the valley are permeating under the nose.

The dense fog gradually distorted the fellows of the import and export, and everyone was lost in the fog.

Mo Yan listened to the voice in the mist for a while, then covered his ears with a changed face.

That was the sound of rules.

Worse, once monks under the realm of the Void Stage hear something they cannot grasp or understand, they are likely to suffer serious injuries.

He deliberately ignored the voice that kept drilling into his head, and quickly searched for the whereabouts of his disciples in the mist.

This place is more dangerous than imagined.

They must be sent out.

Otherwise, it is very likely that the entire army will be wiped out.

Mo Yan tried to contact everyone with the jade slips, but found that he couldn't contact anyone.

This place seems to be a forbidden place, where all power is forbidden.

Since it is impossible to save people in a short time, the only option is to let the owner of the room release them.

Mo Yan identified the direction with a serious expression, and walked towards a direction that smelled the most sinister and bloody.

There just happened to be the gate into the valley.

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As Mo Yan approached, two ethereal flames came into his eyes.

When he walked in, he realized that it was the red lantern that he had seen in the photo stone.

Mo Yan became cautious, did he finally reach the gate?
How weird this place is, you can only know when you walk in.

"Big elder."

Someone called out from behind.

Mo Yan looked back, and saw that Liu Nuankong had rushed over at some point.

He nodded slightly and said, "Since you're here, let's go together."

He raised his hand and was about to push the door open, when an inexplicable intuition flooded into his heart, and great fear and threats were secretly targeting him.

He looked calm, without showing any abnormality, and retracted his hand without showing any signs.

The moment he withdrew his hand, the threat disappeared.

He thought for a while, stretched out his hand again, and the threat came again.

Without changing his face, he knocked on the door.

Boom, boom.

When the knock came, the threat disappeared.

Mo Yan didn't say a word, and withdrew his hand under Liu Nuankong's strange eyes.

He didn't remember to go in, but after thinking about it, he suddenly raised his hand and pressed on the door.

When he pressed his hand on the gate, the cold and damp breath spread from all directions, and the sense of crisis of death came, and the monk's whim made his hair stand on end.

Great fear invaded his heart and made him unable to move.

Whispering and rustling voices sounded in my mind.

It is a language that can distort people's will, and that language has great power.When he was trying to understand that power, his cultivation suddenly rose, but at the same time as his cultivation improved, his spirit changed.

After all, Mo Yan is a strong man in the Void Transformation Realm, he only paused for a moment, and then regained control of his body.

Immediately he withdrew his hand from the door, and the threat was gone, the fear was gone, the whispering was gone.

He immediately took out the photo stone and said solemnly: "Weird Longevity Valley, the first rule of death, whoever enters without knocking on the door will die."

That's right, he risked himself just now to test out the threat here.

From the current point of view, the start is considered good, at least it is rewarding.

Putting away the photo stone, he said to Liu Nuankong, "Let's go."

He knocked on the door and waited for a moment before the door opened automatically.

Crunch!Crunch!
The sound of the wooden door echoing in this dead and silent place made people feel chills all over.

The two doors quickly opened to both sides. The inside of the door was completely dark, and it was impossible to see what was there. There was only a feeling of being peeped from all directions.

The familiar quiet path in the photo stone looms in the thick fog, leading straight to the end of the darkness.

Mo Yan didn't flinch from this weird scene, he led Liu Nuankong and walked through the big red door.

As they stepped through the gate, it closed again.

A thick fog drifted past, and the entrance was distorted by an unknown force, and no one could pry into its existence.

It was only when Mo Yan walked into the gate that he realized that the dense fog he saw outside did not exist, and the sky inside and the outside world were like two worlds.

The sky in the valley was dark, and the sky was covered with paper dust.

Every five steps, a red candle will be lit, red silk and satin are hung on the trees on both sides, and the Chinese character "囍" is pasted on the big stone.

Mo Yan compared it carefully, and it was indeed exactly the same as the one in the picture stone.

"Warm Kong, can you see anything?"

……

In the dead silence, Mo Yan looked back and found that there was nothing behind him, nothing.

At this moment, his face changed slightly, he swung his hand, and the aura turned blade slashed to the left.

'Click. '

It looked like something had fallen to the ground.

Mo Yan looked down and saw a tentacle fell to the ground, still wriggling.

The corner of his mouth moved, and after a while, a cluster of flames ignited at the fingertips and burned towards the broken limb of the tentacles.

After a while, a faint meaty fragrance hits the nostrils.

Mo Yan hesitated, knelt down and pulled out a small piece of tender meat from inside. He looked at it, and couldn't help stuffing it into his mouth.

Hey, it really smells like a stone dwelling demon.

He didn't hesitate anymore, stood up after eating the whole tentacle, and looked in the direction of the rustling sound with bright eyes.

There was nothing there, as if the attack just now hadn't happened.

Mo Yan stopped walking forward, but closed his eyes, and walked three steps to the left based on his feeling. After two steps back, a blue light sword suddenly appeared from his sleeve.

Immediately, he slashed hard.

Even if the cultivation base is suppressed here, the Void Transformation powerhouse is a powerhouse after all. After a few strikes, dense tentacles fell to the ground.

The existence that followed closely behind revealed its true colors.

It is a mutated sea monster with hundreds of tentacles, Shiju monster.

At this time, Shi Juyao was very miserable, all the tentacles on his body were cut off, dripping with blood.

Mo Yan's eyes, which had always been dull, were shining brightly at this time. He killed the Shiju demon queen with a sword, and raised a large ball of water with his hand. After cleaning the Shiju demon, he dug out in the storage space...

Take out a cauldron!
He poured wine and various condiments into the cauldron, and threw a ball of flame into the bottom of the cauldron. With one simple move, he threw Shijuyao's body and tentacles into the cauldron.

The pot didn't look big, but it could fit Shi Ju's huge corpse into it.

With the white mist rising from the boiling water in the pot, the rich and delicious meat smell also diffused.

Mo Yan didn't pay much attention to it, he just lifted the hem of his clothes, sat cross-legged on the ground, cut two branches to use as chopsticks, and stirred them in the pot.

Not far away, in the dim new house, the bride who was sitting on the marriage bed waiting for someone smelled the fragrance coming from afar, and her expression under the hijab gradually became ferocious.

I am working hard, but you are eating!
This is not fair.

People work.

The moment the huge resentment came out of his body, the expression of Heatra was even more distorted.

The way of rubbish, even my emotions have to be put away as energy! !
It's a crumb of heaven that the wool of one's own people is plucked.

She stood up and took a step forward, and when her footsteps landed, she appeared behind Mo Yan.

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