Then, under Red Hood's smiling face and pure black gem-like eyes, the saber in Emperor Yao's hand was slowly bent by a mysterious invisible force, and the blade automatically curled upwards.
Hot red blood flowed down Emperor Yao's wrist, and he felt an itchy sensation as if he had been bitten by a mosquito. When he looked carefully, he found that the scenery in front of him was swaying left and right, and the world was swaying left and right in his sight. How strange, he thought carefully for a while, and then realized that his head had been cut off from his neck …
Then, he felt that the scene in front of him was expanding, and he was very close to the child. He could even see the fine hairs on the child's pink face, and the milky fragrance on his body, but there was a hint of the smell of a corpse in this milky fragrance.
Then, he saw the child with a smile on his face, and his pure black eyes were filled with mischief and curiosity, and he reached out his hand to touch him.
Don't, don't come over! He roared furiously in his heart. His anger rushed to his mouth, but he couldn't say a single word. Then, he felt a small hand touch his face. This small hand was so cold, like a piece of ice. Even with his physique, he felt a shiver run down his spine.
Then, he heard the child's clear voice, and he giggled, "Very good skin, you've taken good care of it, and the feeling of being alive … is so good!"
Then, Emperor Yao felt a pain on his face, and then he felt as if something was flowing down his cheek, and a few drops of blood slid down the world in front of him, dying the world red. Then, he saw the child retract his hand, and in that small pink hand, there seemed to be a white and bronze … face?
Fear rose in his heart, and an intense fear crawled up his heart like a ferocious beast, strangling him by the throat, and then the world in front of him turned dark, and it was all black …
In the breeze, the overflowing blood dripped down along the sky bit by bit.
The heart of Emperor Shun, who was chasing from behind, suddenly shrank, and the hair all over his body stood up like the barbs of an angry beast. His sharp eyes were filled with fear and anger. He only saw Emperor Yao's body rushing in front of the child, and when his body froze, more than ten streaks of blood flashed across his skin, and then, in the breeze, like a skyscraper, slowly collapsed. The incision was neat and smooth, and his limbs, body, and internal organs were cut into countless pieces, like falling snow, lightly falling down in front of him at an extremely fast speed.
He was shocked by this horrifying scene, and his skin was numb, and all the blood in his body flowed in the opposite direction. His heart seemed to be grabbed by a ferocious beast, and made bursting sounds that made it hard for him to breathe.
However, he had rich battle experience, and although his legs were filled with terror, and he couldn't move, and even forgot to move, at this critical moment, he quickly woke up as a conditioned reflex, and then without thinking, he used all of his strength and speed, turned around and rushed away.
Too horrible, too horrible, this was not a monster that he could resist!
The gentle breeze passed quickly, and there was a faint smell of milk and rotten corpse in the air. Before Emperor Shun came back to his senses, he saw the child sitting on the back of the snow-white silver wolf, with his two legs on the same side and his knees arched, and his little feet stepping on the soft silver fur. In his white lotus-like little arm was a bloody head without a face, and the other little hand was holding his chin, and his little mouth was cutely pouting, and said, "Where are you going, don't you want to play with me?"
In the eyes of Emperor Shun, this innocent child was like a demon in a bloody hood, more brutal and vicious than any of the corpses present. Emperor Shun's heart twitched fiercely as he looked at the head of Emperor Yao held by the child. At this moment, the head was completely covered with ice and snow, forming a thick layer of ice. From the faint fluctuations of life in the air, he knew that Emperor Yao was not completely dead yet.
When one's body reached this level, it was very difficult to die, unless they first concentrated all of their strength and vitality on one point, such as the heart or the head. At this time, as long as the heart or the head exploded, all of the vitality in the body would disappear. Just like when Ye Chen took out his heart and gave it to Bai Yijun, he concentrated all of his vitality and strength on that heart. Therefore, when one lost his heart, he would quickly grow old and lose his life.
But before, Emperor Yao's vitality was scattered in all the cells of his body. Although his body and heart were cut into pieces, there was still a strong vitality in his brain, and he would not die for a while.
"Go to hell!!"
He roared, and fiercely threw out an energy light slash, this light slash was like a white light seagull, shooting diagonally towards the Red Hood child, drawing a beautiful arc in the air, and when it neared the Red Hood child, it quickly split into three, attacking from the left, right, and center.
The child in the red hood had a smile on his face as he looked at the sharp pure white slashes of light. When the slashes of light were about two feet away from him, they suddenly stopped, as if they were suddenly stopped by something. They could not move forward at all. The strong cold wind caused by the slashes of light lifted the hair of the child in the red hood. His eyes did not waver at all as he smiled and said, "Could it be that you also want to kill me?"
Emperor Shun slightly opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but the three pure white beams of light quickly flew back, cutting through the air and making a hissing sound, shooting towards Emperor Shun with an even fiercer momentum.
Then, they stabbed into his chest …
A drop of blood slowly dripped down the clothes on his flat chest. At this moment, even the wind seemed to be suffocating, leaving only this drop of blood slowly falling down …
"Do you want to leave me?"
The red-bagged child pouted his small mouth, as if his favorite toy had been snatched away. His delicate black eyebrows slightly furrowed. He sat on the pure white silver wolf without moving. The sound of the wind that filled the sky suddenly swept to a spot more than a hundred feet behind him. There, an almost transparent figure appeared from the wind. His body was motionless as if his acupoints had been sealed. He was frozen in place.
In front of the child, Emperor Shun's figure dissipated in the wind like smoke.
The child in the red hood turned around and looked at the frozen figure behind him. He shrugged and said sadly and helplessly, "If you want to leave, you should have told me. I don't like rude people …"
Emperor Shun's body was stiff. If one looked carefully, they would find that his body was slightly trembling, as if he was struggling. His mouth was wide open, and his eyes were full of fear, as if he had seen something extremely frightening. His throat could not make any sound. Then, the world in front of him suddenly turned upside down, and slowly pulled up like a cloth.
Then, he saw his familiar palm and body. But on the neck of the body, there was a continuous flow of sticky blood, but there was no head …
Then, he heard a crisp voice by his ear. His face was hugged by a small, bone-chilling hand. It was as cold as ice, making him feel uncomfortable. He felt the world in front of him shake, and he appeared in the arms of the little red boy. He could see the blood-red light above the child's head shining down, glaring and dazzling. This blood-red color was like a curtain of water that dyed his face. Then, he saw the little red boy grin, revealing a row of pearly white teeth. He smiled and said, "I'll use your body for my Little White to eat first, okay? I'll return you another one later."
Emperor Shun's hair all stood up, and his heart was filled with fear. He seemed to hear the sound of bones being chewed, which was eerie and ear-piercing.
Then, he felt a pain in his head, and the world went dark.
…
Puff!
Fuxi held the Eight Trigrams Mirror in his hand, and his divine power soared into the sky. Surrounded by dozens of ferocious beasts, he rushed left and right, and shot out thousands of rays of light into the sky. The Eight Trigrams Mirror in his hand was violently slapped out, and rays of white light like auroras shot into the army of dead corpses, pushing back the approaching beasts one by one.
At this critical moment, he hurriedly took a look at the child in the red bag, anxiously wanting to see why Emperor Yao and Emperor Shun had not retreated, as he could not hold on any longer.
However, it was this glance that made his mind explode, and a brief space appeared. He stared blankly at the center of the group of beasts, and saw the child in the red bag sitting on a pure silver wolf, holding two heads covered in thick ice in his hands. From the faces, he could vaguely tell that they were Emperor Yao and Emperor Shun's. The pure silver wolf he was sitting on was chewing two legs, and most of the legs were already in its mouth, leaving only two calves and bare feet outside …
This … His heart twitched violently, and then he suddenly felt a gust of wind blowing in his face. He was surrounded by dozens of beasts, and they pounced on him. He suddenly felt a sharp pain in his back, and the burning pain seemed to be tearing his body apart. The centrifugal force and sense of balance in his body were broken, and he could not help but stumble forward a few steps.
At this moment, a black shadow suddenly rushed out from below in front of him. It was as if a sharp blade was trying to drive a wedge between him and his chin. When it hit his chin, all the teeth in his mouth collided with each other, making cracking sounds as they shattered into pieces. The teeth in his lower lip were still embedded in the flesh of his upper lip. Blood spurted out from his mouth and trickled out from his nostrils.
When his chin and brain were a little numb, before he could recover his mind, he felt that there were fierce collisions from left, right, above, below, and everywhere. His body swayed left and right, as if he had fallen into a raging herd of wild bulls, and was trampled by countless wild bulls.
His consciousness was a little muddled from the collisions, and in a blur, he tried to use his remaining strength to protect the Bagua mirror on his chest. However, he was hit by a strong force, and his hands were numb. He spat out a mouthful of blood, and his body was flung straight into the distance.
His blurry eyes were dyed red with blood, and the whole world seemed to be covered with a layer of bloody mist. He wanted to raise his hand to wipe away the hot blood at the corner of his eyes, but when he raised his hand, he found that his palm did not appear. He could not help but look sideways, and only then did he find that blood was gushing out of his shoulder like a spring, and his arm was gone.
(To be continued.
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