Chapter eight hundred and seventy-two: the gong man
When Anthony saw that Bai Yu was not taking action, he finally breathed a sigh of relief. This bastard started to kill without saying a word, and his strength was terrible. If the other party insisted on dealing with him, he was afraid that he would not be able to hold on for a few moves.
It’s a pity that his bright silver armor was shining by the priest. With the blessing of their ancestors for generations, there are already signs of becoming a seal.
But the kid was split open with one knife.
"Master, master, senior..." Anthony spoke quickly.
However, Bai Yu said rudely: "Don't be that senior or not. Am I that old? Hurry up, I'm slow, I don't mind slashing you with one knife."
“Yes, yes, yes.”
Anthony nodded quickly. The situation was stronger than that of a human. He spoke quickly, "That bowl of water is so evil. I guess you saw the phantom of the old monk, right? He was just saving the bowl of water, but he didn't deliver it until he died.
Success, so I left my obsession.
As soon as we entered the temple, we found that it was not simple. No one was approaching rashly. Although we were very careful, we still got stuck in the Tao. As long as we approached the cushion, everyone would lose their minds and start to kill each other.
And the person who wins in the end will pick up the bowl of water and drink it.
However, after drinking, his whole body evaporated out of thin air, without even a trace. I helped them release the air and guarded them behind me, so I stood outside the temple gate, and then escaped the disaster!”
Anthony was still scared, with a strong look of fear in his eyes. This expression was impossible to disguise. Bai Yu was not doubting what he said.
bowl……
Bai Yu suspected that this was not related to water, but to the blue and white porcelain bowl.
The blue and white porcelain bowl is antique, with a picture of ink and water landscapes drawn on it. At first glance, it seems that if you want to understand this thing, you have to get closer. But Bai Yu adheres to the principle that if you don’t commit suicide, you won’t die, and dares not get closer.
He came to the blessed land to seek opportunities to see if there was any chance to catch the autumn wind. He was not here to make a living.
Just when Bai Yu wanted to apply oil under his feet and the wind twitched.
With a click, the wooden door of the outermost temple was kicked to pieces by a strong man, and a group of murderous people rushed in. Most of these people looked like the Free Federation, one or two, with a fat face, all of them were
Big breasted man.
"This ghost place caused us to die. I want to see what's inside." The burly man in the lead resisted a ghost-headed sword and spoke very angry. It seemed that this team of people were on the mountain road.
I also encountered a lot of things.
Bai Yu was quietly on the roof. At this moment, he had changed a temple and could see the group of people walking towards the middle. He wanted to remind him, but Anthony quickly grabbed him: "This person is the devil's sword.
Ni, he is cruel by nature and likes to eat human flesh. He has been a peak fourth-level warrior a long time ago. If you jump out and disturb him now, he will definitely do it without saying a word."
Bai Yu heard that Anthony's tone was not as fake, so he couldn't help but raise his eyebrows and asked, "This devil sword is very famous?"
"Yes, in the Free Federation, it's a very bad guy. He has at least hundreds of lives on his back and is wanted by the government, but he still lives freely and freely." Anthony said with certainty.
This is the norm for the Free Federation.
The practitioners there pay more attention to themselves, and even for their own interests, they can even kill relatives and friends. Therefore, the task of destroying wanted criminals is mostly on the government, but the government has limited staff and is unwilling to spend a lot of money.
Rewards are offered, so the more famous these wanted criminals, the less anyone dares to mess with them.
There are even some perverted murderers who hold murder competitions.
Unexpectedly, this time, there were so many people scrambling into the Blessed Land, which made Bai Yu wonder if there were other entrances to the Blessed Land.
After entering the temple, Kenny did not approach the phantom of the old monk in the temple as soon as possible. Although he seemed careless on the surface, in fact, he was able to survive many times and live until now.
, relying solely on yourself, never reckless.
Soon, the group of people looked around the old monk's phantom and found no clues.
They carefully checked the temple and made all the things that could be moved in a mess. Finally, they finally set their eyes on the phantom of the old monk in the middle.
Kenny instructed his two subordinates to go forward to check it out. It was like touching a taboo. The water from the blue and white porcelain bowl suddenly boiled, and a layer of water mist instantly enveloped the entire hall. Then the group of people went crazy.
Usually, he cut his head towards his companions.
This time, Bai Yu understood a little.
"It was the same before?" He looked at Anthony next to him, and the other party looked frightened: "Yes, that's it. They were killing each other like crazy. I was not covered by these mists at that time and ran out in time.
.”
He also discovered that these mists were the cause of this change.
Soon the bloody killing ended, and the only one standing there was undoubtedly the devil sword Kenny. The other party's sword was indeed murderous when he waved his sword, and the others were no match for him.
After slaughtering the melon like cutting vegetables, he strode to the front of the blue and white porcelain bowl, then picked up the porcelain bowl and drank the liquid inside in one sip.
Both Bai Yu and Anthony noticed keenly.
The bowl of water in the previous bowl turned into a dark red like blood, and it was extremely sticky.
After drinking this bowl of unknown liquid, Kenny, the Devil's Sword, stood there as if he had lost his soul.
"On September 9th, the blood is thick, and I will follow me after drinking it."
"On September 9th, the blood is thick, and I will follow me after drinking it."
At this time.
There was a sudden sound of gong ringing outside the temple, and a crazy old man wearing beggar clothes was holding a gong in his hand, and he was moving forward while beating. Every time he rings a gong, blood flows out of it.
Extremely cunning.
Bai Yu looked at this scene and turned to Anthony: "Have you encountered this situation just now? How did the old man who beat the gong come out?"
Anthony also looked confused and completely unclear.
Bai Yu gave up and stopped asking him, but looked into the temple. After the gong-beating man walked into the temple, Kenny's body like a bear finally began to move, following the gong-beating man tightly, and the two of them took one step.
Step out of the temple.
The thick fog was covered with behind him, and he actually swallowed all the corpses on the ground and disappeared completely.
In the blue and white porcelain bowls in the temple, the clear water filled the entire porcelain bowl again. Bai Yu looked at the scene in front of him, narrowed his eyes and became more and more strange.
Chapter completed!