Which one is the one I want to save?

Seeing these dense blood cocoons, I was stunned, but I quickly recalled that, whether it was Huang Yangshen or Lin Qiming, both of them had just been pulled down, and there should be traces to follow.

I struggled to get up, and to prevent the slippery skin from causing me to fall again, I had to lower my body to maintain balance.

There are many things that I am not satisfied with in the Treasure Cave Dharma King, but his suggestion to come back here and jump into this blood pool was really good. I was already dying. I didn't get too long in this blood pool. Although the trauma was not much better, the organs that were almost exhausted have regained a lot of vitality.

At this moment, I have recovered two or three levels of strength.

With this recovery and the blood-drinking cold lightsaber that drank a lot of plasma, we were brave enough to let go.

Just as I was looking left and right, four or five tentacles suddenly fell from my head. This hideous object full of suction cups swayed half a circle in the air, and then threw the blood cocoon wrapped around a corner more than ten meters away from me.

I didn't care whether the tentacle beast in the middle woke up, so I rolled and crawled to that corner, but saw a mirror at the end of this place.

This is a naturally formed crystal mirror, which is as tall as one person. The mirror is blurry and seems to be covered with a layer of gray, but I can vaguely feel a bit of strange power inside.

This is not strong, but it gives people a very strange feeling, just as if you can see through the heart.

My subconscious mind makes me afraid to imprint my shadow into it.

Before I came to the mirror, I picked up the blood cocoon that had just fallen into it with the Blood-Drinking Cold Light Sword. The sharp blade gently stroked the extremely tough flesh-and-blood cocoon, revealing the contents full of viscous plasma.

Is it Zhu Xueting?

My mood tumbled, and I was expecting and reluctant to leave.

However, when most of the blood cocoon was torn apart, a three-meter-long snake man rolled out from it. The guy had a black-scale snake tail on his lower body, and his upper body was a man covered with horny eyes, with his eyes closed, obviously the underground survivors who were collected.

Unlike me, the rescued snake man curled up all over his body. Even if the blood cocoon was broken, he was in a coma.

I subconsciously lifted the sword and stabbed towards his lower body, but he still didn't move.

It seems that this is not a coma, but anesthetized.

However, after I cut this person out, my confidence suddenly increased a little, and I broke through a blood cocoon next to me.

Before I could tear apart much, I saw Lin Qiming's handsome face with a bit of honesty.

It's this kid!

My heart beat wildly, and he was pulled out of the blood cocoon in just a few seconds. However, during the whole process, Lin Qiming did not move. If he hadn't had any breath, I would have thought he was dead.

Holding Lin Qiming, I suddenly patted him several times, shook the plasma from his mouth and nose, and then opened his eyelids. Seeing that the eyes inside were dissipated, as if their consciousness was not there, I was also alert at the moment and took a seal at his eyebrows without hesitation.

A seal to form the heart of Tao.

Bang!

As soon as he was sealed, Lin Qiming waved his hands randomly as if drowning, coughing violently from his mouth and nose, and coughing out a lot of unknown liquid. But a few seconds later, he woke up and saw me holding him, shouting in horror: "Boss?"

At this moment, I have suffered cruel torture. Not only are there human skin on my back, but also on my face and neck. In addition, the plasma absorbed in the blood pool is probably not much better than the evil ghosts.

Fortunately, Lin Qiming has been with me for so many years and is very familiar with me, otherwise he might not be able to recognize me for a while.

I smiled bitterly and said, "Fortunately, you woke up, what did you dream about just now?"

Lin Qiming looked at the surrounding scenery in surprise and explained to me: "As soon as I entered the pool water, I felt extremely warm, and I fell asleep. After a while, I arrived at a place of colorful light. Someone was brainwashing me, but I couldn't explain it specifically, but I wanted to die for it. Fortunately, Senior Master Fu Qing kept instructing me to keep me awake, not being tempted, and then I was threatened and fell into a place of no return. I thought I would die, but I didn't expect that I would be saved by you, the boss..."

I shook my head and said, "We are not out of trouble now, don't be happy."

As the two of them were talking, I dragged another blood cocoon over, and tore it apart a few times. It turned out that Huang Yangshen was inside.

Lin Qiming didn't bother asking too much, and hurriedly pulled Huang Yangshen out of the sticky blood cocoon. Seeing the sticky mucus in the blood cocoon, Lin Qiming said in disbelief: "Boss, am I here just now?"

The environment inside the blood cocoon was worrying and disgusting, but it was not the time to care about these things. I nodded without saying anything, and tried to wake Huang Yangshen again.

However, no matter whether it was slapping the face or pinching the arms, there was no way to wake him up.

Lin Qiming glanced at me, and I had to condense my heart of Tao again and suddenly pour it into Huang Yangshen's seal hall.

resonance!

I am using various Taoist methods in Maoshan to resonate with Huang Yangshen’s soul, trying to lead it back to my own control.

That is, wake up.

However, after this seal was continued, Huang Yangshen's eyes were still closed tightly and did not open it.

Lin Qiming and I looked at each other and felt extremely difficult.

The reason why I can stay awake in the blood pool is because there is the Chiyou inner demon in my body, and the reason why Lin Qiming can be awakened by me is because there is a real person named Fu Qingzhu in his dream.

However, Huang Yangshen did not. The only thing he could rely on was his own will.

This pool of blood, just by being imprinted into it, can suck away the soul of a person, let alone falling into it.

Huang Yangshen held my body before and prevented me from falling into the blood pool. He obviously realized the danger. Then he sighed when he let go of his hands from my words. At that time, it was probably a farewell word?

But, how can I make you die?

I was a little reluctant to take another print, but at this moment, a blood cocoon suddenly fell from above, threw a circle and then suddenly shot it towards this side.

I don’t know if it was intentional or unintentional, but the blood cocoon happened to hit Huang Yangshen and took him directly on the crystal mirror.

Bang!

Huang Yangshen actually stood upright on the mirror surface, with his hands spreading open. This posture gave people a strange feeling, as if he had seen it in some place.

By the way, Jesus, Jesus who was suffering on the cross, looked like this.

Seeing that Huang Yangshen was stuck to the crystal mirror, Lin Qiming hurried over to help him, but my heart was thunderous and pulled him back to prevent him from touching the mirror.

Lin Qiming was a little strange by my inexplicable nervousness and asked in surprise: "Boss, what's wrong?"

I pointed to the mirror and said tremblingly, "Don't get close to there, it's dangerous!"

When Lin Qiming heard my words, he narrowed his eyes and looked at them. As expected, he shivered all over. He subconsciously took several steps back, and stopped just before he could stop.

And just as we both subconsciously retreated, the blood cocoon that had just fallen suddenly trembled slightly.

At first, I thought it was just my dazzled eyes, but soon I saw the blood cocoon start to shake slightly.

Immediately afterwards, the blood cocoon broke a small hole in our direction.

The hardened flesh and blood outside cracked, revealing a furry and golden face.

Seeing this little face, my heart suddenly jumped.

Isn’t this beast that, that… by the way, is it Maitreya’s dragon elephant and golden rat?

I subconsciously raised the Blood-Drinking Cold Lightsword, and when I just raised the long sword over my head, the blood cocoon suddenly cracked into pieces, and a bald man with a mask walked out of it.

Although this man was wearing a black mask, I recognized him with just a glance.

"Maitreya?"

"Brother Chen?"

The two voices sounded almost at the same time. I never expected that when I met Maitreya again, I would be in such a place. At this moment, my skills were only 30% or 20% of my original skills.

I am not enough for the little Buddha from the evil spirit sect to get stuck in my teeth.

Seeing the cold blood-drinking light sword that I subconsciously raised up, Maitreya seemed particularly calm. He narrowed his dark eyes and said with a smile: "I just saw you slipping from the pit and entering the blood pool under the escort of Miya. It seems that you controlled Miya, and thought that even if you fall into it, there will be no problem. Now that I come in, I find that it is true that Brother Chen is a master..."

I don’t appreciate Maitreya’s peace. I must know that not only many of my brothers died at his hands, but even the fat girl fell into his hands, and life and death were unknown.

How could I chat with him like this with such a grudge?

So I ignored his politeness and said coldly: "Why are you here?"

Maitreya smiled slightly and stretched out his hand. The fat dragon elephant golden rat appeared on his palm. He said leisurely: "It has been more than twenty years since we met. No matter why I came here, I just want to ask you, can we cooperate again as before?"
Chapter completed!