I am the ruthless king

Chapter 130 Nine Dragons Fall into the Abyss

The sun was setting in the west, and it was dusk at this time.

The dim sunlight shone on Mo Wushuang's face, there was no so-called loneliness, there was only a kind of stubbornness that belonged to the strong.

"The world of mortals is thousands of miles away, I want to climb to the place where the lights are dim. Today, I climbed to the Falling Dragon Cliff, where my clear eyes will worship the general, and the bloody red lotus will finally bloom, and the devil is still in the bright place."

Mo Wushuang looked at the crowd and chanted loudly.

Under everyone's speechless eyes, he jumped directly off Falling Dragon Cliff!

At this moment, everyone opened their eyes sharply, and immediately blasted out a spell, trying to stop Mo Wushuang from jumping off the cliff.However, under the power of Jiulong Yuanyuan, all the spells lost their original power in an instant, and were directly wiped out in the void.

Mo Wushuang, eyes closed, this leap is eternity.

Of course, this is only for those who dare to stop him from jumping off the cliff.

He saw more than a dozen figures suddenly appearing on the rapidly shrinking Falling Dragon Cliff. Looking at their desperate expressions, Mo Wushuang seemed to be able to hear screams mixed with despair.

"Hahahahaha, trying to attack the forbidden area of ​​Jiulong Yuanyuan in vain, this is the end of courting death! Come and accompany me...huh?" Mo Wushuang suddenly showed a strange color, and then Mo Wushuang smiled charmingly, "But die first It's you."

The next moment a blood light bloomed, and a lotus flower appeared between his eyebrows. This lotus flower was very strange, not the normal white color, but a bloody and strange red color.

It has two lotus pods, which are twin blood lotuses.

The blood lotus bloomed, and the petals enlarged rapidly, enveloping Mo Wushuang, the color of the petals was brighter red than blood!It seems to have been dyed with endless blood.

There are still patterns emerging on the petals, resisting the power of the Kowloon Fallen Abyss that turns magic into decay.

It was a waterfall of blood, flowing down from the nine heavens, and where it passed, all living beings were bleeding!

"boom--"

The Void Weng mingled, and suddenly the Nine Dragons Fallen Abyss vibrated, as if the sound of dragon chant sounded.

The blood-red flower bag fell instantly, and those monks who were brought down by the power of the Kowloon Fallen Abyss were of course not spared.

The wind was blowing gently, and it looked a little cold. The monks who were still standing on the Falling Dragon Ridge suddenly showed a look of fear on their blank expressions.

It's too scary, even if the spell touches the forbidden area of ​​Dao Jiulong's Fallen Abyss, it will be pulled down by its power.

"Senior brother!"

"elder sister!"

"Master, you can't die!"

"Husband! Come back soon!"

"Lotus Fairy!"

Immediately, some people roared and some wailed, but the voices were so powerless.

Everything, under absolute power, is so fragile.

He Fengyang's hands in his sleeves were still shaking.

Fortunately, he didn't make a move before and chose to stand by.

The devil was obviously inciting everyone to take action before, even if he died, he would bury some people who had chased and killed him.He knows Mo Wushuang too well! !

"Fortunately, this demon has not yet reached the peak level of cultivation, so it is good to die like this, but it is a pity that the accompanying blood lotus was not obtained..." He Fengyang sighed in his heart.

Nine Dragons Falling Abyss, which is said to be an abyss that even gods and dragons cannot cross. Once you try, you will be cut off from your cultivation and will end up falling to your death.

What kind of scene is under the abyss, the world has no idea at all. Some people say that the depths of the fallen abyss of Kowloon are the entrance to the underworld, the gate of the underworld, and the place where all living beings belong. Otherwise, why is the sky forbidden? There are peerless creatures who return to the mortal world and harm the world.

At this time, the clouds and mists are misty, and the dense water mist is floating between the sky and the earth. The ancient trees here are sky-high, and the emerald green plants are attached to the tree poles, winding and circling thousands of meters upwards!

"Whoa whoa-"

The stream flows slowly, and you can only see a misty white mist along the opposite direction of the stream, and the same is true below. The stream is ding-dong, like a movement, full of rhythm.

At this moment, a few blood-colored ribbons suddenly appeared in the originally clear creek. As time went by, the ribbons became wider and thicker until this section of the creek was completely covered.

This creek suddenly became a section of red ribbon in the misty white mist, it was so eye-catching, so strange.

"Boom-"

The mist was instantly blown away by a powerful air current, and it was a terrifying picture scroll as far as the eye could see.

Blood red, the ground is full of blood red, the green grass that was originally emerald green was dyed blood red, the grass buds that were originally soft, now give people a sharp feeling, as if they can pierce human skin.

They died in a miserable state, their limbs were all twisted at a terrifying angle, their chests collapsed, their stomachs were ripped apart, and unknown objects were scattered all over the ground, colorful and colorful, like taking a piece of matcha-flavored biscuit and soaking it in water for three hours Days and three nights, and then pouring salad dressing, and throwing a dozen rubber bands, it's like a meal for eight or nine days.

The bones inside were broken inch by inch under that terrifying force.Turn into powder.

Their heads had already been covered with red and white flowers, and their expressions distorted to the extreme by fear could still be vaguely seen from the broken bones.

In this scene like Shura's death zone, a blood-red lotus took root there, and the blood-red color on it was a little bit more blood-red than the surrounding area.

It seems to be born in this area.

"Crack-"

The blood-colored lotus blossomed open, and a black-haired man crawled out of it, panting heavily, in an extremely embarrassing figure.

Mo Wushuang struggled to stand up, and pulled down his left hand weakly, which seemed to have been broken.

Mo Wushuang looked at the bloody scene around him. If ordinary people would have vomited earlier, he would have a flat face and even laughed out loud.

"Every one of you said that I was late to die, but in the end you died before me. I don't know what kind of expression you will have when you meet in the underworld. I really want to see it."

Mo Wushuang looked around, he kicked out those monks who couldn't die anymore, and in the pool of blood, a bell with cracks all over his body appeared.

It was a treasure belonging to Lianhuaru. Mo Wushuang squinted. At his feet was a dead female monk. She looked like she was in a garbage dump with a big bucket of salad dressing.

"Beautiful appearance, after all, is a pink skull. You were so beautiful in life, but now you are not as good as a dead dog." Mo Wushuang sighed, limped, and walked out of the blood-red picture.