Watch Out! Danger Ahead-Chapter 1524 - Magic (3)
Chapter 1524: Magic (3)
Chapter 1524: Magic (3)
“We have to send this news out and ask Lucifer to appear.” The beautiful woman with blonde hair and blue eyes who greeted song qingxiao first also spoke up. Her beautiful green eyes were filled with worry.
“If we can’t gather the fourteen people from back then, we won’t be able to activate the seal from back then,”
‘his’ consciousness has awakened. Even if his body is restrained, he can already control the evil spirit.
When she mentioned this ‘person’, fear appeared on her face, as if she had recalled some unpleasant memories.
therefore, this road is full of danger. It is very likely that we will encounter the obstruction of the puppets controlled by ‘him’.
The blonde lady and the old man should be on the same side.”The Alliance personally selected them to help us pass through the forest of mist.”
When she mentioned the ‘forest of mist’, her expression was a little off. In the end, she did not continue to speak, but the old man spoke,
at this time, if we are surrounded, we need a successor to help us pass the news out, ” the old man said. He paused and looked around.
“Only then will we be able to fight for a chance of survival.”
After he said that, the purple-robed man and the black-robed Samuel did not say anything.
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The natives in the trial scene seemed to be extremely afraid of the ‘he’ mentioned by the blonde beauty. Even when she didn’t hear the name and only mentioned the ‘he’, song qingxiao noticed that their expressions changed.
It wasn’t just the black-robed and purple-robed men who revealed sinister looks. Even those who had been silent lowered their heads even more.
A middle-aged man with a full beard lowered his head and silently recited an unknown Scripture.
He was wearing something similar to the robes of ancient monks. The clothes were brick red, and compared to the bright and beautiful robes of others, his ‘robe’ seemed old and torn.
The strangest thing was that the monk’s robe wrapped around one side of his shoulder, slanted down from his chest, around his other arm, passed under his armpit, and tied a knot in front of his chest, revealing one of his shoulders, arms, and his back.
The most eye-catching thing was that he was carrying several thorns tied together on his back. As he lowered his head, the thorns on the thorns stabbed into his clothes, causing his skin and flesh to be torn, making a ‘rustle’ sound.
Blood gushed out, soaking his monk’s robe.
The others didn’t seem surprised, but the more pain he felt, the deeper his back bent.
The more the thorns on his back stabbed him, the more blood he bled.
The blood that flowed out poured into the monk’s robe and turned into threads of blood. They intertwined and wove in the monk’s robe as if they were drawing a special totem.
Sitting on his left and right were a handsome young man of about 20 years old and a female cultivator.
The young man was extremely beautiful, and his face seemed to have reached the point where it was difficult to distinguish his gender. He had a pair of slightly pointed ears, and his every movement carried an indescribable elegance.
He was wearing a light green outfit, revealing his slender and lean body.
After hearing the man’s prayers and the sound of blood flowing out, the handsome young man moved his slightly pointed ears, glanced at the man, and moved his seat.
Trial number one saw his actions and instinctively shifted to the side.
There was a small space on both sides of the monk, and blood gushed out of his body, carrying a pungent smell of blood.
This bloody smell was somewhat unique. Not only was it extremely strong, but it also seemed to be a little bitter. It caused the fluctuations of the divine sense of those who smelled it to be affected.
However, the people present were all extraordinary. Other than the natives in the trial scene, the participants of this trial had all reached the divine separation realm. Their divine sense was strong, so they were naturally not affected by the bloody smell and lost their minds.
The man in the black robe seemed to be quite sensitive to the smell of blood, and he had even shown a greedy look at song qingxiao earlier.
However, when the man smelled the blood flowing out of the monk’s body, not only was he unmoved, but he also subconsciously raised his upper body as if he was disgusted by it, as if he wanted to distance himself from the man.
“Do you want to treat him?” Everyone was still immersed in the fear of ‘him’ that the blonde beauty had mentioned. No one said anything, but song qingxiao suddenly spoke calmly.
Her words immediately broke the silence and shocked everyone in the car.
Even the monk who was chanting an unknown Scripture stopped chanting and raised his head.
