The giant centipede rushing down head-on was like a big snake flying in the sky. The feeling of suddenly rushing down had already eclipsed the beauty of the female companion beside the monk.
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"The magic spell is applied, the thunderous roar is fearless, the mighty Vajra, the wish-fulfilling orb, shock!"
In an instant, the golden light shone brightly, and when the Buddha's light suddenly appeared, there was also the roar of thunder. The golden light that crashed down instantly penetrated the head of the big blood-red centipede, and immediately knocked it over.
Song Yu, who was hiding not far away, was shocked when he saw the situation, especially because he hated the Buddha nature contained in the golden light, which was simply the natural nemesis of the demon clan.
?Looking at the bald monk again, he saw that he succeeded in one blow. He pointed the begging bowl in his hand at the centipede head and dunked with one blow.
Song Yu was quite disapproving at first. The broken bowl was just like an ordinary big white bowl. What effect would it have if it hit the centipede on the head?
But what surprised him was that at the moment when the alms bowl was about to approach, it was infinitely magnified in an instant, and a shining golden light suddenly appeared, and the whole centipede was actually taken into it.
And the monk turned around and sat directly on the huge alms bowl, holding a rosary and chanting Buddha's words in his mouth. Song Yu didn't understand a word of it. He only felt extremely bored and wanted to kill him with a slap in the face.
"Bo Yu subdues the centipede demon!" It was a good show, but I didn't like it and ran away first.
As soon as the thought came to his mind, Song Yu felt a sudden sound in his ears that made his scalp numb.
When he looked up through the cracks in the skull, he saw densely packed blood-red centipedes, like swarms of ants, that had dyed everything he could see a blood-red color.
Not only that, but also on the ground not far away, there was a swarm of centipedes like a red tide, surging towards him quickly.
Seeing this situation, Song Yu¡¯s toad eyes almost turned into cross-eyes: ¡°Oh, quick and easy, beibei coax!¡±
No longer caring about the hidden figure, he jumped out directly, and instantly transformed into a human. He slapped the sword pouch on his waist, and immediately a flying sword came out.
The moment the sword flew, the great monk who was sitting in the begging bowl suddenly opened his eyes. When he saw the red tide coming, his solemn face was suddenly shocked.
The female cultivator beside him had already disappeared. When she saw Song Yu rising into the air with his sword, she immediately shouted: "As long as the donor helps the poor monk to surrender the red demon, the centipede tide will surely retreat!"
"Fuck your grandma's legs!"
Song Yu flew by almost without stopping, and went straight into the depths of the underground cave, leaving the great monk jumping angrily: "Your grandma's third grandson, boy, wait for me at Sajia!"
Song Yu turned his head while flying, and retorted without showing any signs of weakness: "Just wait, grandpa, I'm still afraid of you!"
As he said that, he turned around again, only to find that there was rising fog. This was the first time he saw white fog since he entered Huiyin Mountain.
And the concentration was so heavy that it was almost impossible to see anything in front of him, forcing Song Yudun's light to fall downwards.
It is an extremely huge pit, like a big funnel, with no bottom at all.
The lower you go, the cooler you get, and the more you go down, the more shocked you are, because you can actually feel the richness of the Yin Qi at the bottom of the pit, which you have never seen before!
Even Song Yu¡¯s toad demonic body couldn¡¯t help but shudder, and quickly slowed down its descent. When it really reached the bottom, he couldn¡¯t help but look shocked.
Because there is no thick fog under the pit, and it is replaced by a forest of white bones.
Starting from the bottom of the pit, it showed a huge spiral shape, winding upward with nine and eighteen turns. Just as he had thought before, it was really like an extremely huge funnel, derived from the mountain of Huiyin Mountain.
On both sides, rows and rows were piled with pale corpses, including rare birds and animals, some of which Song Yu had never seen before, all showing a milky white jade phenomenon.
It¡¯s just that they have no spirituality at all, and they are still exuding bursts of Yin Qi, and their faces are ferocious, and their empty eye sockets are all facing in one direction. At a glance, it seems as if they have fallen into the ghost realm of Shura.
Looking in their direction, not far from Song Yu, a deep pool made of white jade appeared in front of you.
There is also a faint black energy, which is difficult to detect with ordinary eyes. Only successful cultivators can see this invisible Yin energy.
"This is the Yinquan?"
Song Yu still has some confidenceDoubtful, because this place is too weird. He doesn't believe that what he sees in front of him is all made by nature, because the traces of man-made things are too obvious.
After taking two steps, I found that there was nothing strange. When I walked further, my spiritual thoughts left my body and there was no movement around. I then quickened my pace and walked to the Yinquan.
But I saw a series of murals on the white jade that seemed to be relatively coherent.
I saw a strange man dressed like a savage, climbing a mountain that was completely barren of grass.
Later, the weirdo accidentally entered the mountain and discovered this Yin Spring that exuded bursts of Yin Qi.
And he worshiped it as if it were a god, but strangely, there was a cloud-like foreign object floating on the Yinquan.
It is filled with strange-shaped eyeballs, including crescent-moon eyes when smiling, glaring eyes with cold eyebrows, and indifferent gazes without any emotion.
In short, the eyes in that mass of objects are full of all kinds of shapes that Song Yu can think of.
"Is this a joke?"
??Ghost? Fierce ghost? Fierce?
Song Yu couldn¡¯t understand, so when he looked at the pictures at the back, he suddenly understood.
It turns out that this savage hurried back to his tribe after seeing the dark spring in the mountains, and led his tribe here, worshiping him as the god of the tribe.
Then they use various living animals to sacrifice to them. When someone in the clan is about to die, they voluntarily come to the Yinquan and sacrifice themselves to become a part of the "god", that is, a part of the object. Only one eye.
So far, Song Yu has understood it, but not very clearly.
What I understand is that what I see in front of me is all built by these ancient people. What I don¡¯t understand is, what is that unknown object?
Song Big Toad touched his chin, then walked closer and looked at the Yinquan. It didn't matter, and he was suddenly startled.
I saw a shriveled floating corpse floating in the dark spring water, but the clothes seemed a bit familiar?
When I took a closer look, I immediately thought of one person!
Isn¡¯t this the female companion who accompanied that bald donkey before?
Why did she die here?
Just when Song Yu wanted to observe further, a burst of cold air suddenly appeared behind him. When the extremely cold and dark air swept through his body in an instant, Song Yu's face turned pale, but he didn't dare to look back and froze in the moment. In situ.
In my heart, I even exclaimed: "Oops"
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