236|The Blood Detective’s Fight Against White Wuxiang

At this moment, the three of them simultaneously felt a wave of burning waves coming from below, and said in unison, “Watch out!” Their feet picked up speed. Seven or eight pillars of fire shot up into the sky, and when they looked below, more lava grudges gathered!

Xie Ren said, “Fengxin, give me Muyi!”

Without saying a word, Fengxin threw Muqi on his back, Xie Ren on his back, Muqi said, “Hurry up and get rid of them, it’s annoying!”

Feng Xin said, “I don’t need you to say more!” He opened his bow and fired a series of arrows. The range of his weapon’s attack was much farther than that of Xie Ren and Feng Xin’s blind fight, causing red waves to fly and screams to ensue below. Xie Ren said, “Well done!”

Muoi said on his back, “It’s not bad!”

The ghosts were so resentful that they discussed for a while, swam farther ahead, and joined forces to spew fire upwards. After a few booms, Xie Ren said, “A section of the bridge in front of us has been burned by them, they want to cut off our way!”

Feng Xin cursed, “Fuck, what’s wrong with being so united and holding hands, but you have to hurt people! I don’t think you’ll be able to come up from the lava for another 8,000 years!”

As soon as he raised his bow, the lava spirits dispersed again. Xie Ren said, “Stop cursing and get ready! It’s time to jump! One, two, three–!”

A start to accumulate power to accelerate, two calculate the number of steps, three foot stomping jump – three figures rise up in the air, over the bridge break gap, down to the opposite side, continue to run wildly. The bridge is for “through the sky” of use, of course, the gradient gradually upward, but Xie Ren more and more run is as light as a swallow, said: “We three, a long time not like this, right!”

Mou Qi said, “Do you mean fighting together side by side like this, or running for your life together?”

Xie Ren said, “Both!”

Windsong: “Obviously often!”

Xie Ren: “Yes!”

However, when something is said and not said, the state of mind is completely different. Xie Ren laughed twice, his eyes kept observing all around, never seeing a wisp of red shadow, he couldn’t help but be slightly agitated and said, “Sanlang!”

His call echoed in the large, empty underground grotto, and no one answered. Xie Ren’s lips went dry and licked them. Behind his back, Mu Qi watched him looking around, and after a moment of silence, he said, “Your Highness, you really like him ah?”

“……”

Xie Ren didn’t expect him to suddenly ask this question and said, “Ah. Ah? …… ah.”

Although he had a blank look on his face, the roots of his ears slowly reddened. Seeing this look on his face, Mu Qi was speechless and hesitated for a moment before saying, “I don’t mean to scare you, but I have to remind you, have you ever thought …… that maybe only the two of us were teleported to the bridge, and the Blood Rain Scout . …didn’t?”

Feng Xin said, “Aren’t you talking nonsense? Since there are only the two of you here, of course he was teleported somewhere else ……”

Only when he said this did he react to what Mu情 meant. He didn t mean that Flower City was teleported elsewhere, but that …… perhaps, Flower City fell into the magma pool.

Xie Ren licked his lips and said, “This, how is this possible?”

Mu Qi said, “Don’t think it’s impossible. It’s true that Blood Rain Scout is a Jedi Ghost King, but so is Bai Wu Xiang. Moreover, he is the first generation of Jedi Realm Ghost King, the master of Copper Furnace Mountain, this is his territory, his home ground with the strongest magic power.”

Feng Xin glared wildly at Mu Ai and rebuked, ”Quickly shut up! What’s wrong with you, can’t you say something nice when you open your mouth at this time? He is the Blood Rain Scout!” Mu Ai really stopped talking, but still defended, “I just think we always have to think about what to do in case this is the case.”

That unusually bright red and piercing point in Hua Cheng’s pale palm appeared before Xie Ren’s eyes, and he didn’t know what to say, and as he was about to speak, he suddenly braked his steps violently. Feng Xin in the back almost bumped into him and said, “What’s wrong?!”

As soon as the words left his mouth, he realized he didn’t need to ask.

Only to see in front of them, in the air, the sky was covered with thousands of phosphorescent silver light flickering in the stars. It was as if someone in the sky had knocked over a treasure box full of silver powder.

Xie Ren put down Mu Ai and walked forward. He probed his hand and gently touched a slightly larger piece of silver light in the air. When he touched it, he cupped it in his hand and slowly brought it to his eyes.

The other two also came up to look, and Windsong said, “This, this is ……”

Muoi said it outright, “A …… fragment of the Necromantic Butterfly?”

Probably disliking him for being too direct, Feng Xin glared at him angrily again. Xie Ren’s hand shook slightly, holding the remnants of the butterfly’s wings that emitted a faint silver light as he exhaled a breath.

Feng Xin scratched his head and said, “On the bright side, at least he didn’t really fall into the lava pool, he must have come here, right?”

Muoi pointed aside and said, “And then there was a fight with whoever was here. What a big fight.”

Xie Ren looked in the direction he was pointing and widened his eyes slightly.

One could only see countless lurid blade and sword marks all over the rocks in all directions.

Those are Doom’s slash marks.

Knife to the bone. It wasn’t that Xie Ren hadn’t seen Hua Cheng use a knife before, but his style, consistently easy and relaxed, was careless. Instead of using a weapon, it was more like he was playing around with a pocket knife. These knife marks, however, were full of killing intent. One could imagine how good the person he was fighting with was, and how close this battle was.

Without saying a word, he got down and looked around. There were no traces of falling on the bridge, and there was no gathering of cheering spirits underneath the bridge, so he was slightly relieved and climbed up again to run forward. Behind him, Feng Xin picked up Mu Qing on his back and chased after him, saying, “Your Highness!”

Xie Ren held his breath. Because he didn’t want to hear his overly rapid and not at all calming breathing. Disordered breathing, which was a major taboo for martial arts practitioners, not only aggravated the burden on the body, but also disturbed the rhythm of the heart song. But hold his breath is also useless, his hands and feet are trembling, running and running also feet, almost fell a heel rolling dozens of circles rolled off the bridge, Feng Xin and Mu情 all called out, straight to let him be careful. Suddenly, Xie Ren said, “What’s that sound?”

Xie Ren once again stopped and turned around, “Did you guys hear that? Was there some sound?”

Feng Xin and Mu Yi both said, “Yes! Yes!”

It was the sound of weapons clashing and mana bombarding. Even the body of the Bridge to Heaven was faintly trembling. In the darkness of the road ahead, there was light shining brightly.

Someone is exchanging blows in front of them!

Xie Ren rolled and crawled forward. Feng Xin in the back muttered, “I|fucked up, full of God and Buddha blessing can never be blood rain tanhua, otherwise he is afraid to go crazy!”

Mu Qi said: “Cut the crap, we ourselves are not blessed by the gods and goddesses, hurry up and keep up! Look at the way he stumbled, don’t fall into a shit before you see him!”

Xie Ren forgot to hold his breath, and just listened to his messy panting as he ran for five or six miles, turning a few huge corners, and finally, after turning the last corner, it suddenly snowed in front of him.

At the end of the overhanging Sky Bridge, a man in red and a man in white, were fighting viciously.

That red clothed person holding a slender white silver curved sword, his figure was ghostly, lightning-like, suddenly appearing and disappearing, it was none other than Hua Cheng. He did not smile anymore, he was fully concentrated, his complexion was austere, a touch of bright red bloodstain on his handsome pale cheeks, the austere added three bright colors. That white-robed man was naturally Bai Wuxiang, holding a long sword from nowhere, his face was still a half-crying, half-smiling face of sadness and joy. Only, that mask was not quite the same as what Xie Ren had seen before.

It split down the middle.

The crack was too great to ignore, cracking from the center of his forehead all the way down to his cheeks under his eyes, as if he would crumble at any moment!

Both of their stances were dipped, demonic aura rushed to the sky, but the blows were as powerful as a thousand pounds, force through the sky. Sword qi blade wind, wild flying chaotic, above the dead spirit butterflies and below the lava spirits are also confronting each other, whistling each other, such as the mountains and oceans. Every time they exchanged blows, the lava flame pool exploded several feet of shocking waves, and other people were simply unable to get close!

Feng Xin and Mu Yi followed afterward, and both were so shocked by the scene that their feet were nailed to the spot, unable to move a step.

There wasn’t a single Martial God who could see such a battle scene and not have their hearts swept away by it!

Upon seeing the unharmed Hua Cheng, Xie Ren’s heart finally fell to the ground, and she simply wanted to lie down on the ground and shout, but she forced herself to hold back. The masters of the game, the chaos of the moment can determine the winner, not to mention, this is the world between the two absolute realm ghost king battle!

There was also a figure standing far back at Bai Wuxiang’s end, it was the State Master, who was naturally brought here by Bai Wuxiang, seeing that Xie Ren and the others had come relieved, but did not dare to speak out rashly. Who knows, but Hua Cheng had long noticed the visitor, his frost-like focused and cold complexion slightly melted away, finally spreading a smile and said: ”It seems that you have failed again. His Highness has come. The people he brought with him, none of them are missing.”

Xie Ren couldn’t help himself and drank, “Sanlang!”

Hua Cheng slightly sidled his head and responded, “Brother,” after responding, his tone turned warning again, saying, “Brother, the next time you make yourself fall off, I’ll be angry.”

Xie Ren also said, “I’ll be even more angry if you jump along next time!”

“…… “At those words, Hua Cheng’s expression froze for a moment, as if Xie Ren’s words really made him scornful for a moment. And he hadn’t shown this kind of scorn when he faced Bai Wu Xiang directly. Bai Wu Xiang bullied his way up, hitting Hua Cheng, but his words were addressed to Xie Ren: “Xian Le, are you two too complacent in the spring and too dismissive of me?”

The eyeballs on the hilt of the Doomed Blade saw Xie Ren, spinning wildly, Hua Cheng backhanded a grid, Xie Ren heard a “thump!” Xie Ren heard a “Thump!” sound and her heart hung in the air.