"Birds die for food, and people die for money."

Gui Yi intentionally reversed the order of these two sentences, and the meaning is completely different from the current level.

The sky will not leave the pie to save all living beings for no reason, nor will it be a pervert who enjoys torture the soul.

The joy of picking up money spread for a moment, and another shrill scream broke the dream of picking up for nothing.

The crowd was filled with burning blood. The copper coins held in the hands suddenly rose up in the air like fish hooks with silk threads. Every time a single one flew, it would inevitably lead to blood.

The transition from front to back came too suddenly. Those who were happy to pick up money probably had no time to put away their joy. The screams of shock had already burst out from their throats. This time, it was a louder tone than Qian Yu before.

I guess the master behind the scenes who was hiding behind Xuanbing was already amused by this scene...

It is said that mortals are the smartest creatures in the world, but why are they still deceived by a little profit when they are already in danger? Just a penny of copper coins is enough to put their lives aside.

The anger that Gui Yi had hidden was actually destroyed by this scene by destroying the power of the nine oxen and two tigers.

A powerful soul is indeed fragile and vulnerable at many times, and may not even need to "hit". Just a little seducing temptation is enough to strangle the life gate of a soul.

These copper coins that fell from the sky were indeed an ordinary object, but as long as you lick human blood, they would immediately turn into evil weapons.

Gui Yi looked at the copper coins and was so tragic that Yi Chen couldn't stand the tragic incident, but he was only then he wanted to jump off the eaves and was pulled back silently by Gui Yi.

"It's useless to go down. Only by cleaning up that guy can you end this matter."

Gui Yi finally found the clues that deceived his spiritual aggregate from those copper coins-

These copper coins were refined early in the morning, but the man deliberately made them feel bad, so that the copper coins could maintain the outer shell of the "mortal object", but contained this immature spiritual breath inside. Once they encountered a living person's rest, they would set off on the spiritual accumulation, and then turned into a weapon, killing people and taking blood...

Gui Yi suddenly realized his mind, his eyes immediately gathered, and he raised his eyes to see the remaining ice still floating in the sky.

Killing people to get blood is to nourish the murderer himself. If this idea is correct, you can find the guy by blood.

The only disadvantage of this method is probably to sacrifice some people.

Although Gui Yi didn't care about this loss, Yi Chenzhui, who was born with kindness, couldn't sit idly by.

But Gui Yi still held him tightly, "Believe me, I will definitely find that person. If you want to stop this matter as soon as possible, don't waste time!"

"But……"

"No, but!" Gui Yi shouted and said seriously: "Everything is like this. There are gains and losses. There is no way to achieve true perfection. Many times, even a marshal cannot avoid Li Dai Taozhuan. Remember, you have to take care of the overall situation."

Yi Chen Zhui calmed down, and Mr. Zhang's explanation at the time of death was as if he had said yesterday.

"The Tielin Army will take care of the matter in the city." But when Gui Yi keenly caught a trace of spiritual breath, he immediately took the technique, threw a piece of talisman paper into the air, and happened to be stained with the blood brought by a copper coin.

Gui Yi quickly recited the spell of opening the talisman to open the Tao. In the blink of an eye, the talisman paper with a corner of blood tore open a dark crack in the air. When one person could pass, Gui Yi pulled Yi Chen and jumped into the crack. The figures and cracks disappeared, and the talismans and cracks suddenly turned into a wisp of mysterious smoke, which disappeared in a blink of an eye.

In the midst of danger, no one would notice this movement on the sycamore perch.

——

The second order of military talismans was launched again. As soon as the fifth-level war general Chu Jue Ling Lock was opened in the Black Armor Camp, he twisted a talisman between his fingers, throwing it away and calling it out. The equipment wrapped in talisman paper in Chen Liku came out in response to the momentum. A row of warriors was dressed in a neat manner and weapons were in hand.

This is probably the first time in the capital that I have seen a fifth-level warrior who has truly worn a full set of equipment.

However, no one had the time to appreciate it for a while.

One hundred fifth-level warriors rode out, with the war horses flying with their bloody eyes floating on the ground and fire. As they approached the crowd, they saw the knights and the war horses flowing with shadows, like ghost soldiers passing by, passing through the crowd in a fictitious shape, and galloping through the golden street with one horse. The blood-licking copper coins that were caused by the mixed crowd were controlled by Lingyun around the knights and were directly taken away from the crowd.

——

Gui Ye dragged Yi Chen to chase and stepped into this dark place, with no light in all directions, and the purity of blackness was only a few hundred steps away, but it was as conspicuous as a dim blood star but not dazzling.

The two of them walked carefully towards the dark star in the dark night, but they stepped out light ripples step by step, and the darkness was moved, and a mirror-like luster was faintly reflected.

"Be careful, this is another realm of spiritual power." Gui Yi whispered.

Yi Chen suddenly paused while chasing his feet, drooped his eyes, and saw a blood-red petal floating in the dark waves like a mirror, with a light ripples.

The petals were shattered by the ripples raised by Yi Chen, and they turned into a drop of thick blood, melting into the faint waves.

His eyes moved upwards, and thick bloody Manzhu Shahua floated out of the mysterious water surface.

The darkness under my feet was gradually occupied by the bright and bright colors, and the blood-colored little flowers were scattered, but the dripping blood-colored flower carpet was laid into a blood-red flower carpet, while the dim blood-colored cold star in the distance was still conspicuous.

"Never mind, it's all illusions." Gui Yi calmly opened his mouth and took steps calmly.

The two of them continued to walk towards the cold-blooded dark star on the ground with blood flowers.

Yi Chen Zhui was a little careful about the broken flowers behind him, and the shattered flowers formed a series of shocking bloody footprints. He followed him all the way, feeling quite cold.

It seemed as if an invisible ghost was following them closely.

Yi Chen retracted his neck and climbed up with a cold hair, but he had already approached the dim blood star without realizing it.

Yi Chen was stunned for a moment and stopped. Gui Yi beside him also stopped slowly.

“When did you arrive?”

Gui Ye raised his eyes and looked around and said, "In other people's spiritual illusion, the situation is difficult to predict."

Here is still a distance from the thing that has been glowing with glimmer. It is pitch black around it, and it seems that it has covered the thing with a layer of thin and shallow fog. It is still hard to see what it is through the sea of ​​flowers.

The two of them did not dare to be careless, so they stood there and observed for a while. Although they still couldn't see clearly what it was, blood was already lingering in their breath.

"Let's go." Gui Yi said "Be careful" but the reminder has already included it.

The closer you get to that thing, the more crowded the Manzhushahua under your feet. Every time you step on a piece of flowers, the smell of blood will rise.

Even things in the illusion will not exist for no reason.

These bright red flowers that are abundant in hell have always been messengers who guide the dead. Even if this is not a ghost path to the underworld, these illusion-made flowers are still symbols of death.

The endless sea of ​​blood-colored flowers had already buried the glimmer of hope that Yi Chen chased for the last time into the cold ice, not far from destroying.

In the last step, the flowers are no longer flowers in front of them, but bright pools of blood. The blood flows into a sad and beautiful flower. Looking back at the source, in the center of the pool of blood outside the eighteen steps, there is a high back made of white skeletons, and the blood seeps out from the cracks where the bones are leaning.

This time, let alone Yi Chen chased him, even Gui Yi couldn't help but gasp.

The blood still surrounds the afterglow of life, but it has gradually entangled and mourned, like the end of crying and the prelude to the final kill.

The atmosphere around him suddenly became cold, and both of them were shocked by this sudden and unexpected change. They subconsciously looked back at the beginning of the journey. The sea of ​​flowers, which was originally calm, suddenly pushed a wave of ripples from the far end.

The ripples gradually swept into the distance that was enough to distinguish the situation, but the manzhushahua burst into blood, and the burst of blood surged into waves, and a wave of murderous intent was slowly pushed out.

Yuanhui curled up alone in the darkness and cried, hugging his knees, trembling with his face. In addition to his own whimpering sound, he also dripping water in his ears, trembling with each drop, as if it was the passing of his own life.

"Shh..." The ghostly voice came back, but this time I was already numb.

The man emerged from the void and quietly landed behind him like a ghost, and walked closer a few steps along the bloody ripples.

"Come on," he stretched out a hand from behind and returned, with a faint smile in his tone, and said, "They are back."

The six words of Jian Ran made the boy regain a little hope.

He raised his face, stopped crying for a while, and looked at the bloody color with anticipation, but he did not see "them".

I felt discouraged from the distance, and two more drops of blood and tears came out.

"Will you go with them this time?" the man asked again.

He lowered his eyes from afar, and blood and tears blurred his gaze into a turbidity. After pondering for a long time, he nodded suddenly.

"Come."

Turning around, I saw the pale bamboo hand.

He hid his shady malicious intentions and pretended to cover a layer of warmth, as if he had picked up a little bit of the sac of the body itself. He curled his lips slightly and hung a smile of bright spring breeze, "They are here, I'll take you to find it."

"You can find them..." Yuanhui asked in a daze.

"Of course," he looked at the boy hesitantly and carefully weighed a little hope and timidly poked out his hand to hold his palm, and he smiled a little more. "The road to the underworld is long, and no one will be alone. You won't kill them, you just invite your companions..."

A sea of ​​flowers was filled with blood pools, and he felt that the murderous intent around him suddenly became sharp. He suddenly pulled out a flying blade from the blood wave and slashed straight towards the two of them.

Yi Chen followed the movements with the momentum, and almost no reaction was needed. He had already drawn out the long sword behind him, and showed a sword intent against the blade, and dispersed the sudden attack in the sky.

But at some point, the surrounding environment had turned into a pure blood red.

"Kaku..."
Chapter completed!