Journey To the World of Film and Television

  Chapter 291 Crack

  The deepest hidden place in the belly of Huqi Mountain is a forbidden place that neither Xiao Chi nor Baguio have ever been to.

  A huge pool of blood sits on top of the altar, with a strong smell of blood floating, accompanied by creepy growls, echoing for a long time in the crypt thousands of meters deep from the ground.

Thousands of people stood on the altar, looked down at the blood pool under their feet, the huge blood pool was filled with dark red blood, and countless bubbles rose from the depths of the blood pool from time to time, bouncing on the surface of the water again and again. It burst open, spattering a burst of fine blood.

   And in a corner of the blood pool, the long-imprisoned Kui Niu was already dying, and could only let out a low whine and howl, letting the altar pull out strands of bright red blood from its body, and then melted into the blood.

In the other corner opposite to it, a ferocious beast with four eyes on its head and a gray-black complexion let out angry roars from time to time, and the blood water kept stirring up waves. Seeing someone coming, the four violent vertical pupils brushed together He stared at the direction where the people were heading, opened his **** mouth, and bent over to jump out of the **** pool.

  However, in this pool of blood, there seemed to be an unusually strange force, which kept pulling away the blood energy from Kui Niu's body, and at the same time, it was like a giant entangled net, trapping Taotie firmly in it, and he couldn't get rid of it no matter what.

  In the end, Sora roared and struggled, but nothing came of it.

   "Kui Niu and Tao Tie are in my hands, and now only the yellow bird and the horned dragon are needed to activate the Four Spirit Blood Formation. Unfortunately, the whereabouts of these two fierce beasts are hard to find, and what I need most now is time."

Ten thousand people waved their long sleeves and swung the blood spattered by Taotie back into the pool of blood. The **** red light illuminated his face. His expression at this moment was not as refined as usual. Polluted by blood and water, with a hint of inexplicable coldness.

  In the shadow behind him, a haggard old man wrapped in a black robe quietly walked out,

His turbid eyes glanced at the ancient fetish Fulongding cauldron floating above the blood pool, a frenzied frenzy flashed in his eyes, and then he calmed down, "There is still no news from the horned dragon, if you can find the black water snake, you can replace it." In addition, some people in Dawang Village saw yellow birds haunting the death swamp a few days ago. As long as the suzerain can catch the black water snake before Zhou Ji and Mr. Zhang rush back, he will be able to complete the four spirits before Mr. Zhou finds out. Blood formation, summon the power of Shura."

   "The power of Shura."

When talking about the power of Shura, Mr. Ghost's tone was slightly off, and a fanatical and weird smile appeared on his calm expression again. Ten thousand people seemed not to notice, murmured the name, and looked at the man who was still in the cave. The struggling and roaring Taotie murmured, "The power of Shura alone may not be enough. Although Zhou Ji is strong, he can barely match it, and the nameless fierce sword in his hand is a great threat."

  When it comes to Juexian Sword, I feel even more apprehensive.

  Through these years of getting along, Wan Wan clearly felt that although Zhou Ji's friendship with Ghost King Zong was not bad, his position seemed to be biased towards the righteous way.

  The current balance will one day be broken, involving the split of ideas and positions, which cannot be simply maintained by relying on the "teacher-student relationship" between Baguio and Sito.

  From annihilating the Wandumen, weakening the power of the Demon Cult, to releasing Taoist Cangsong and pushing Wan Jianyi to the front again, Zhou Ji has always maintained the balance between the Righteous Way and the Demon Cult, and did not want the Demon Cult to dominate.

  However, the ambition of all people is to unify the demon sect and destroy the righteous way.

That's why he colluded with Cangsong Taoist, invited the senior Poison God, and joined the Hehuan faction to attack Qingyun Mountain. If Qingyunmen didn't have the Immortal Execution Sword at that time, and Cangsong Taoist killed Taoist Daoxuan on the spot, the inheritance may be more than 800 years The Qingyun Sect has long since vanished into thin air, nothing left!

  Facing Zhou Ji's intentional or unintentional help to restore the balance between the righteous and the evil, in the hearts of all people, the shadow of the former Qingyunmen Sword Formation has gradually replaced it with the nameless fierce sword in Zhou Ji's hands.

  If it is not a last resort, ten thousand people are often unwilling to be an enemy of Zhou Ji.

   Not being an enemy means that he has to give up his ambition, or persuade Zhou Ji to change his position and support him.

  The support of a sword of Damocles hanging above his head was Zhou Ji's promise, and even himself could not accept it.

  In the cave passage, Baguio stopped as if he heard something, turned around and glanced at the deep and dark corridor, the faint candlelight meanders down, and he doesn't know where it leads.

The crisp bell stopped, and the whimpering wind at the end of the corridor became clearer. When Liubo Mountain captured Kui Niu last time, Bi Yao was also there, so it was only the crypt where her father imprisoned Kui Niu. Bi Yao didn't plan to go down to check, but When she turned around and passed through the corridor, there was suddenly the sound of thousands of people walking behind her. The dim candles in the cave were flickering, and the expressions of thousands of people were not so clear under the shadow.

   "Yaoer, what are you doing here?"

Baguio was taken aback by the sudden appearance of thousands of people, paused half a step back, patted her lips lightly with her small hand, and said in a bad mood, "Father, I know you have a high level of cultivation, you walk silently, and you step on the snow without a trace." But do you want to take care of your daughter a little bit?"

Wan Wanqian hurriedly apologized, and Baguio pouted and said, "I didn't come here to look for you. When I passed by the front mountain just now, I saw Aunt You coming back from the mountain gate. She seemed to be looking for you urgently. I'm free. Come and help if you have nothing to do~"

Hearing that You Ji was looking for him, Wan Wan's eyes flashed brightly, and when he left in a hurry, he suddenly seemed to remember something, turned his eyes to Bi Yao, who was weak, and said in a deep voice, "Order this kind of thing to the disciples." Just do it, the cave is extremely dark and your soul is still weak, so don't come here again in the future."

   "Passing by the front mountain? I think you are guarding the entrance of the mountain gate. You are almost looking like a husband stone?"

In Zhulin Xiaozhu, Si Teng's beautiful eyes glanced at Baguio who was lying on the bed and playing with the bell in his hand, shaking his head and chuckling, Xiao Bai next to him couldn't help covering his mouth and chuckling, his calf that was swinging outside the bed suddenly kicked , Baguio sat up, two red clouds appeared on her cheeks, she said in embarrassment, "Master knows how to play tricks on me, don't you miss Master? He went to Daze with Xiaofan, and I don't know what's going on now."

  Si Teng shook his head, closed the ancient book in his hand, turned his eyes to Bi Yao, and said flatly, "No one in this world can hurt him."

  The calm tone represented the self-confidence she was proud of. Xiao Bai glanced at Si Teng. Although she agreed with Si Teng's words, she was not as optimistic as she was.

  At the same time, in the death swamp thousands of miles away, Zhou Ji finally passed through the poisonous miasma and dense fog tens of feet away, and came to the inner layer of the death swamp.

In the boundless wilderness, except for the low bushes, there are only puddles all over the ground and thick grass half waist high. If you walk with one foot deep and one foot shallow, you will fall into the quagmire and be swallowed by it bit by bit. Ji held Shen Hui in one hand and Zhang Xiaofan in the other, his figure seemed to be as light as a wild goose, walking on the tops of grass blades as if walking on the ground, until he came to a low withered tree, he stopped.

"Mr. Zhou Zhou, the puddle in front is the place to create the illusion of golden light. In order to create the golden light, the little one collected a lot of fluorite and spirit stones, and assisted the formation, which made a golden light at night. He frightened the people in the village." Standing on the soft mud under the tree, Shen Yu cried with a sad face, and said in fear, "Sir, you have a lot of adults, please spare the little ones, I really don't dare to lie to you anymore."

Zhou Ji raised his eyes to look at the location of the shrubbery, and vaguely noticed a faint fluctuation of spiritual power coming from the air, and then there seemed to be a clear howling of a phoenix from the sky, and the cloud covered the sky. The sun was setting, but it was a huge bird and beast that landed in the bushes.

"This one is the legendary Nine Heavens Spirit Bird, the Yellow Bird!" Zhang Xiaofan looked at the Yellow Bird in surprise. Although the distance was far away, the wind blown by the Yellow Bird still rolled up countless branches and grass leaves, like a huge wave. Spread out in all directions.

  As soon as Zhang Xiaofan finished speaking, he heard a loud noise coming from the bushes, and then the yellow bird let out a clear and long cry again, and this time, the sound became a little sharper, even with a hint of anger.

Turning his eyes to look around, his eyes locked on the three figures under the dead wood. The yellow bird floated up like a huge cloud, and the gust of wind whizzed past. Its sharp claws pierced the wind and grabbed at dead wood.

  Zhou Ji's sleeves were blown up by the strong wind, and his hair danced wildly behind him. He turned to look at Shen Yu beside him, and shook his head gently, "Is this your purpose?"

  Yellow Bird Kui Niu is next to Tao Tie and Qiu Long. Do you want to use my hand to activate the Four Spirit Blood Formation?

Zhou Ji let out a long sigh. In fact, he had told Wanwan about the Four Spirit Blood Formation a long time ago, but it only involved the secret of Fulongding, the treasure of the ghost king's town card. Zhou Ji couldn't speak rashly, so he turned to And introduced the legend about Shura to thousands of people.

  However, Zhou Ji also knew in his heart that the rise and fall of the Ghost King Sect for thousands of years, and the ambition of thousands of people for hundreds of years, how could he completely give up because of his persuasion?

   It's just that what Zhou Ji didn't expect was that Wan Wan would always hide it from him and create such a coincidence that he would meet Huang Niao face to face.

   Is it ambition and obsession, or fear of me?

  Zhou Ji shook his head lightly, I hope I was thinking too much.

  The sharp and sharp hook claws have already reached in front of him, and Shen Yu beside him has already been swept away by the strong wind. Zhang Xiaofan braved the strong wind and saw Zhou Ji in a daze, so he rushed to Zhou Ji with all his strength, trying to push Zhou Ji away.

  However, before his palm touched Zhou Ji, he saw that the sharp claws had passed through Zhou Ji's body, and the afterimage dissipated instantly, and he himself was about to hit the yellow bird's claws.

   "Silly boy, don't make trouble."

  The warm voice penetrated into Zhang Xiaofan's ears through the whistling wind, suddenly, the forward movement froze, and then a surge of force pulled him back from behind.

  Zhou Ji held Zhang Xiaofan's back collar with one hand, and with the other hand pulled out the Immortal Sword from the void, and his figure fell against the strong wind.

One claw missed, and the long beak of the yellow bird pecked towards Zhou Ji and Zhang Xiaofan at a faster speed, but as soon as it reached halfway, suddenly felt a kind of fear from the deepest source of blood welling up in my heart, flapping its wings The movement of extending the probe stopped, and the yellow bird just stopped in mid-air, facing Zhou Ji several feet away, with its head tilted to the left and right, and its round and lively pupils carefully scrutinized this bird, which was just the size of an embroidery needle to it. The fierceness in his eyes disappeared, and there was an instinctive vigilance.

Zhou Ji was not surprised by the sudden stop of the yellow bird. After all, in this world where the immortality is cut off, the existence of innate spiritual treasures is tantamount to reducing the dimensionality and striking the spiritual wisdom far away in the ruthless sea of ​​Necromancer Abyss. Not as good as the Yellow Bird, the Black Water Profound Snake could feel the sharpness of the Immortal Sword, let alone the Yellow Bird in front of him.

  As if feeling the killing intent gradually rising from Zhou Ji, the yellow bird flapped its wings and let out a long cry, and flew straight into the sky. In an instant, the whole wetland was like a typhoon passing through, with mess everywhere.

  Zhou Ji protected Zhang Xiaofan and was blown back a few feet by the strong wind, raised his eyes to look at the yellow bird that had already flown into the air, hesitated for a while but did not catch up directly.

Firstly, it was because the yellow bird was too fast, and secondly, he was helping thousands of people to collect the power of the four beasts by killing the yellow bird or seriously injuring it. Teach him a lesson, but don't intend to be a beater.

   "Thank you senior for saving me just now." Zhang Xiaofan looked at the direction where the yellow bird disappeared with lingering fear, and suddenly reacted, and hurriedly cupped his fists at Zhou Ji.

Zhou Ji shook his head, looked at Zhang Xiaofan with a faint expression, as if he had thought of something, he was silent for a long time before he smiled, "You don't have to be polite, you rushed here to save me, I should be thanking you for this act That's right."

   "Ah, that's right! Where's Shen Yu? He was also swept away by the strong wind just now." Zhang Xiaofan looked around in embarrassment, and looked at the empty surroundings, only to realize that there seemed to be a person missing by his side.

Zhou Ji frowned slightly, his eyes swept around, his consciousness spread along his feet, his eyes suddenly turned cold, and he slashed his sword towards a puddle in the distance, the overturned turf suddenly burst, and the tiny poisonous insects annihilated with the sword energy It turned into powder, and on the surface of the water scattered with ripples, a cloud of black and red blood protruded.

  Zhang Xiaofan's face changed slightly, he opened his mouth, but he didn't say anything.

   On the way out of the Death Swamp, Zhang Xiaofan was feeling a little bit disappointed, Shen Huan's death only accounted for a small part, and most of it was because he failed to find the legendary treasury of the Heavenly Emperor after returning from this trip without success.

All the way to Rangxi Town on the border of Middle-earth, seeing that it was getting late, Zhou Ji and Zhang Xiaofan planned to rest in the town for one night before continuing on their way. Flicking past the ears from behind, there seemed to be a crisp bell ringing lightly.

   Zhang Xiaofan’s eyes lit up, and he looked back in surprise and disbelief

  I saw an old Taoist You Fang who was wearing a rough sermon robe and was washed until it turned white was looking at him with an uneasy expression.

  (end of this chapter)