Immortal, save me!

Wangyou Valley is the border between Dongzhou and Li State.

Wutu has been wandering outside Wangyou Valley since he left Dongzhou. He noticed something strange, but could not see the scene inside through the barrier. However, formations have always been the strength of the Wu people. After more than ten days of research, , finally found the flaw in the barrier.

Wutu raised his hand to directly destroy the barrier and enter, but in the end he stopped.

Since the backlash of that sacrifice, his body has slumped, his cultivation has declined, and his energy has become weak. He can no longer continue to act directly and roughly. He can't afford to gamble now.

He turned around and walked back, and came to a quiet village. It was raining lightly in the sky, and the cold rain fell silently on the pedestrians, soaking their bamboo hats.

In a small alley rarely visited by people, Wutu put his fingers on the man's neck, controlled the force, and broke the man's neck.

He took off the man's clothes and put them on himself, looking at his appearance at the puddle on the ground. He saw a skinny old man reflected in the water, with messy hair and a black bird-patterned mask on his face.

Wutu took off his mask, only to see an evil Shura ghost dangling in the rippling puddle. The strange and twisted lines on his face were like densely packed, ferocious and bloodthirsty poisonous snakes on the undulating water.

And the once clean and beautiful young man seemed to be just a figment of human imagination, or was entangled and blocked by countless poisonous snakes, imprisoned in an abyss that would never see the light of day, and could not be seen at all.

Wutu grinned widely, looking like he was crazy and bloodthirsty. He took a step forward and stepped into the puddle with one foot. A large area of ​​splashed mud covered the body of the man on the ground. In the broken water mirror, the evil figure appeared. The ghost stretched out its claws and touched the man's frightened face. His thin and sharp fingers opened the corpse's head and forcibly peeled off the pale face.

Wutu simply cleaned the blood and dirt on his face, and then put it on his face. Suddenly, the evil ghost took on the appearance of a human being, and the fearful face completely disappeared as Wutu's blood converged. Public.

Wutu packed up, picked up the man's bamboo hat on the ground, put it on his head, and then returned to the barrier.

He stretched out his hand to create a small and complicated formation and hit it on the barrier. He saw that the intact barrier had a hole as high as a person's height where the formations collided.

The rich spiritual energy was released, Wu Tu narrowed his eyes, grinned sinisterly, and Shi Shiran entered the barrier.

On the other side of the Wangyou Valley in the Li Kingdom, a tall man stood there, his robes fluttering in the mountain wind, and the misty clouds looked like an independent fairy.

The man is in his thirties, has a handsome appearance, has a light beard on his face, his dark hair is half-tied and half-bundled, and he is wearing a green shirt. He has a very calm and easy-going temperament, but he is watching Wu Tu warily.

"Who are you?"

Wutu raised his head and looked at the man with squinted eyes. When he saw the man's appearance clearly, he suddenly became excited.

"It's you!"

The boy who almost became his sacrifice! It can even be delivered to your door!

He licked his lips and took a few steps forward impatiently, keeping his eyes fixed on the man.

"No! You are not him!"

As he got closer, Wu Tu finally discovered the difference between this man and that boy. Although he looked like he was carved from the same mold, his eyes were obviously different, and the aura around him was also different.

Le Zhen looked at Wu Tu steadily. This man's appearance and aura were completely unfamiliar to him. He had never seen him before. However, this man's words meant that he had seen him before. Could it be that he had seen Zhi'er before?

A few days ago, he noticed a strange movement in the formation barrier, so he came to check. He thought it was just an accident, but he didn't expect that the movement was endless and continuous, so he stayed here waiting to see who it was. is bad.

But now, after just one encounter, he felt that this person's aura was strange and dangerous, making people very uncomfortable, and he could open the barrier and come in. This person was by no means a good person. For the sake of the safety of his tribe, he must be expelled. go out!

Le Zhen: "This is not the place you should be here. Leave immediately, otherwise don't blame Le for being rude!"

Wutu's eyes were fixed on Lezhen, like a poisonous snake spitting out messages, so vicious and cold that it made people shudder.

Wutu smiled, waved his hand and turned around: "Let's go now..."

Looking at Wu Tu's back, Lezhen frowned, always having a bad feeling in his heart.

Until Wutu walked out of the formation barrier, Lezhen was still worried. He waved his hand to restore the barrier and checked back and forth where Wutu had been, but found nothing in the end.

The barrier has been opened by outsiders. Although it has been repaired, it has lost its original function. The safety of the tribe will face challenges. After hundreds of years, it may be time to make new plans. After all, he does not want the past history to repeat itself.

Lezhen turned back to his residence and entered the library to read the classics.

On the other side, Wutu, who had left the barrier, was wandering outside the Valley of Forgetfulness. He sat cross-legged on the ground, and his spiritual energy was circulating around him. A storm gradually formed and enveloped him. The spiritual storm looked chaotic up close, but there were traces of it from a distance. , there is a certain pattern.

The sky gradually darkened, the rain stopped, but the moon did not come out.

Wutu suddenly opened his eyes and stared at the barrier in front of him with a determined expression.

After a while, Wu Tu finally made a move, and saw his fingers outline complicated lines. The spiritual energy that had been lingering around him extended along the lines until it came into contact with the barrier. In the next moment, it all poured into the barrier. .

The spiritual power passed through the barrier and stopped directly at the place where Wutu had stood before. Another spiritual power was pulled out to merge with it. Fa surrounded the entire Li Kingdom and made it the source of his spiritual power.

He has determined that the boy in white was from here that day, and he ate his flesh and blood. Although the formation was interrupted by that bastard of the Wu tribe, he could still rely on the remaining blood in his body to guide the barrier. The people inside offered sacrifices!

Wutu's fingers trembled with excitement. He controlled his spiritual power to form an array inside. Feeling the pure power, he couldn't help but feel his mouth go dry.

He licked his lips, swallowed quickly a few times, and stared straight ahead, as if he had seen the scene of those people's blood and spiritual power being absorbed by him.

Time passed by minute by second, and by the next morning, the formation had been set up. Wutu stood up stiffly, and every time he moved, the bones on his body made a crisp "clicking" sound.

He moved his joints, and then used blood as a medium to activate the formation. When the entire formation came to life, the entire Penglai clan was frightened, whether it was Mo Yin, or Le Zhi and Wen Junyao who were far away in the Fairy Continent. affected to varying degrees.

Le Zhi was the most affected. The complexion he had just recovered disappeared in an instant, and his face turned pale. A large amount of cold sweat covered his body, and there were throbbing pains in his chest, as if his heart was being ripped out.