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Chapter 482 Scarlet Forbidden Zone, Blood Sea Shura

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    Everyone rolled their eyes.

    Even if you are a fool, you will know that there is a big change when you see the vision in the sky.

    However, Qingshaoyu is not surprising and endlessly telling the truth:

    "I heard from the older generation that these visions mean two things. First, the Scarlet Forbidden Zone will appear, and second, that one is about to wake up."

    Chen Wuxing suppressed other things and walked over to Qinglao in a hurry.

    "You said this is the opening of the Scarlet Forbidden Zone? Opening it in advance, will it be related to the awakening of Xuanhuang Wuliang Tianzun?"

    Qinglao pursed her lips, and looked at Xiaolan on Chen Wuxi's shoulder with fear.

    Regardless of whether Xiao Lan is sleeping or awake, it is right to be afraid anyway!

    ?Restraining the arrogance of the old man, Qinglao smiled sarcastically:

    "Actually, it's not a big deal, but I seem to have heard someone say it before. The Scarlet Forbidden Zone is very special. The first point is the balance of the cultivation of all living beings within a certain range, and the second point is that blood sea Shura often appears."

    Chen endlessly frowned.

    He once fought against Blood Sea Shura in the environment created by Liuliyue, but the illusion was extremely real, and what was even more impressive was that every Blood Sea Shura must be an unparalleled fighter.

    "How many people will there be in the Blood Sea Shura you mentioned?"

    Qinglao blinked his eyes, looked at the crowd, tilted his head for a while, and clicked his mouth for a while.

    After a while, he looked at Chen Wuxian and said embarrassedly, "I can't count."

    This means that there are as many blood sea Shuras as there are people.

    When everyone heard it, they were stunned, and the corresponding number of people, this feeling is indeed the style of Xuanhuang Wuliang Tianzun.

    From the map that appeared in the mind when entering Yunmengze at the very beginning, to the division of regions, it gave people a strong sense of weirdness.

    Only Chen Wuxian knows exactly what this strange feeling is.

    That's Xuanhuang Wuliang Tianzun treating the whole Yunmengze as a game.

    Chen Wuxian's expression was quite solemn. After passing this point, he always felt that something was wrong, but he couldn't tell.

    So, he swept over with his spiritual sense and counted the number of people present.

    "Not counting your ethnicity, if you only talk about monks, there are 487 monks including me. That means we only need to cut down 487 blood sea Shuras?"

    The green and green hair swayed wildly, shook his head and said, "I don't know."

    ? If you don¡¯t know this, then ask other questions. After asking several questions in a row, Qinglao didn¡¯t know anything, and there was no way to provide more useful information.

    Qinglao's face flushed slightly, and he was quite embarrassed, but now he is the master of Qinglao, and he is under the eyes of everyone, so he must not show embarrassment!

    "Hmph, I'm not your slave, don't force me to ask so much, be careful I'll kill you."

    His most arrogant head was held high, and the army of green-haired tribes behind him was 50,000.

    That's right, this guy got a little more sneaky.

    However, the number of the seven senior green-haired ethnic groups guarding around remains unchanged.

    For a while, he was triumphant, but out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of Chen Wuxian caressing Xiao Lanye.

    "Uh" Qinglao was speechless, waved his hand, and signaled all the ethnic groups to retreat, then jumped to Chen Wuxi's other shoulder, and said in a low voice: "We are allies now."

    "Also, you actually made a mistake just now, and my ethnicity is also counted. It doesn't matter what form you are living in if you are haunted by Blood Sea Shura."

    Chen Wuxian took a deep breath, wouldn't he have to face tens of thousands of blood sea Shura at once?  !

    Chen Wuxian coughed twice, "Why don't we act separately."

    "What, what did you say, how can you leave your allies aside?" Qinglao was dissatisfied, and slapped her cheeks with two short hands.

    At this moment, another accident occurred in the sky.

    A series of elliptical vortices appeared, the number is not too many, you can count them clearly if you count carefully, exactly 81, no more and no less.

    Chen Wuxian and Qinglao did not speak, but looked up at the sky at the same time.

    The rest of the people, whether they were around Chen Wuxi, or others who were resting or chatting, or even within the entire Scarlet Forbidden Area, all creatures looked up to the sky.

    I saw monks falling from the elliptical vortex, and their auras were so strong that one had to wonder if there were any Infant Transformation monks among them.

    At this moment, with sharp eyes, Chen Wuwu saw a vortex, and all the monks emerging from it were wearing the costumes of the Beast Sect.

      Moreover, they did not spread out, but landed towards a specific place.

    Shifting his gaze downwards, what Chen Wuji saw was Xuan Wuya, who was standing on a giant tree in the distance, with new Nian Mo floating beside him.

    Xuan Wuya sensed Chen Wuxian's gaze, looked in the opposite direction, and returned with a sinister smile.

    As if to say: "My reinforcements have arrived, and your death is approaching."

    Faced with repeated changes, Chen Wuxian didn't want to continue chasing him.

    Anyway, as long as he loses to him once, there will be no chance of a comeback. This is his self-confidence.

    At night, the blood-red sky seemed to be stained with a deep black, and the stars in the sky shone with strange purple awns.

    Chen Wuxing was sitting on the branch of a tree to watch the night, when suddenly he felt a burning pain in the back of his left hand.

    He raised his hand to check, only to see a blood red full moon imprint emerged.

    Below, there was movement in the camp, and he jumped down, just in time to meet the sleepy Bai Xiaoqing.

    "Endless, so strange, there is an extra thing on the back of my hand."

    She stretched out her hand and muttered:

    "It was still very painful when it first appeared, as if it had been burned by someone."

    Chen Wuxian took her hand and looked down carefully, not noticing her slightly rosy cheeks.

    "It's also a blood-red full moon, hollow."

    Chen Wuxiu turned up his palms so that Bai Xiaoqing could see the back of his hands.

    "Yeah, you have it too?"

    "Not only endless and you, but me too." Ye Linchen walked over.

    Afterwards, Chen Wuxian gathered everyone together.

    After checking, he found that every monk had it on the back of his hand, but only him and the seven senior ethnic groups had the blood red full moon mark on Qinglan's side.

    Beside the bonfire in the camp, the leaders formed a circle.

    Most Hongchen represents the Vulture Sect and some female cultivators. She suggested:

    "Unfamiliar environment, strange accidents, don't sleep tonight, and don't meditate deeply. You'd better stay awake."

    Ye Linchen rubbed the back of his hand, shook his head and said: "Rest is still needed, everyone has fought hard, and if you don't rest at all, you will be exhausted sooner or later."

    Ji Oran yawned, "Isn't night duty just to change people to rest"

    Chen Wuxian suddenly raised his hand, "Hush!"

    "Listen, there is movement."

    Everyone held their breath for a moment, only the crackling sound of sparks could be heard.

    Chen Wuxing closed his eyes and carefully discerned.

    There was a rustling sound from the ground, it was the sound of many people approaching from a distance.

    He suddenly opened his eyes, and said coldly: "Enemy attack, each prepares."

    After a while, everyone in the camp set up their positions.

    The number of assailants was indeed large, hundreds of them, and they all had one thing in common¡ªbloody clothes.

    However, this is not the most important point. Another point is even more terrifying, and everyone's pupils shrank suddenly.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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