Lan Shuang immediately closed her eyes and looked inward. Sure enough, she saw a small fire in her dantian. And it was not half a fire, but a whole fire, burning and swaying in her dantian.
Her meridians also turned a light red. She tried to clench her fists and found that her strength had returned a lot.
Confident, she opened her eyes again and looked around carefully.
The red color I saw before was the color of the ground. The sky in the distance was also dyed dark red, looking very much like dried blood.
Lan Shuang couldn't help but pick up a piece of soil and smell it. The strong smell of blood hit her nose, and she couldn't help but retching. So this soil is stained red with blood? How many people's blood must have been taken?
What on earth is this place?
She turned her head to look elsewhere, and suddenly a bolt of lightning as thick as a bucket fell from the sky.
She was so scared that she rolled on the ground, but her back hit something, stopping her from rolling further.
She turned her head and saw a corpse wearing armor. The corpse was shot in the back and was lying on its back with a knife tightly grasped in its hand. The knife was surrounded by resentment and murderous intent. Lan Shuang felt a stinging pain in her eyes after looking at it for a while, and she quickly turned her face away.
"What the hell is this place?"
She summoned the Jingluan Sword to prop herself up and stood up. She looked around and saw that the place was filled with corpses, and the resentment and evil spirits lingered, making the air gloomy and eerie.
The dark red sky was covered with dark clouds, and strong lightning struck from time to time, making pits on the ground.
"This is the burial place of the ancient war between gods and demons."
Jiang Lusheng's voice sounded from not far away. Lan Shuang was startled and immediately turned around to look. She saw a figure in green clothes slowly walking out from the sea of corpses and blood, becoming the only bright color in this dark world.
"Senior Brother!" Lan Shuang immediately ran towards Jiang Lusheng.
Jiang Lusheng's face was pale, but his eyes were surprisingly bright. When he saw her coming, he opened his arms.
Lan Shuang jumped directly onto him and hugged his neck tightly, "Brother, are you okay?"
"It's okay, have you refined the strange fire?"
Jiang Lusheng raised his hand to support Lan Shuang's hips, his face slightly red.
"Yes, and it's a complete fire. I don't know where the other half came from." Lan Shuang raised her hand and slapped the void, and a golden-red flame appeared out of thin air. The originally entangled resentment was instantly defeated and burned violently.
A faint sharp wailing sound could be heard from it.
Lan Shuang raised her eyebrows and said, "It works very well."
Jiang Lusheng smiled with relief, "It's really good..."
He spat out a mouthful of blood without warning, and the blood beads fell on Lan Shuang's face. She suddenly widened her eyes, "Senior Brother?!"
Jiang Lusheng's eyelashes trembled and he lowered his head stiffly, only to see a long sword piercing his abdomen, almost hurting Lan Shuang. He immediately raised his hand, grasped the tip of the sword, exerted force, and broke it with his bare hands.
With a clang, Lan Shuang suddenly came back to her senses. She looked back and saw Wei Yu grabbing her arm, his face full of struggle and pain. "Junior sister, senior brother, I'm sorry! I... I can't control myself! Get out of the way!"
As soon as he finished speaking, his eyes suddenly became sinister, and he was about to move the sword forward, but Lan Shuang slapped him on the shoulder. Wei Yu staggered backward, and the sword in his hand was pulled out of Jiang Lusheng's body, bringing out a bright red.
"Senior brother, don't move!" Lan Shuang got off Jiang Lusheng, held his shoulders and let him lean on her, and pressed her other hand on his abdomen, continuously supplying spiritual power into him.
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