Chapter 67: First Battle with the Red Cloth Skeleton (I)

Time goes back to the moment when Long Yu first touched the stone wall.

He watched the rocks behind him falling continuously, and his fingers were just an inch away from touching them. A rock hit Long Yu's head, and Long Yu's body was smashed into pieces by the rock. A stream of blood floated in the air, and his soul and consciousness were on the rock. A drop of blood fell on the stone wall in the air.

Long Yu tried to leave the rock and climb onto the stone wall, but the invisible gravity in the air suppressed Long Yu's movements. Long Yu looked at the falling rocks, and in the strong wind, Long Yu shouted to the ancestor spirit in his consciousness, "Is there any way?"

Zong Ling shook his little head, looking at the sky without saying a word, Long Yu shook his head helplessly. Suddenly, the gravity in the air reversed, and Long You watched the rock crashing into the stone wall in front of him, and Long Yu subconsciously closed his eyes.

There was a sound of explosion. Long Yu looked at the scene in front of him. The rock was in free fall. Long Yu's soul quickly merged with his consciousness and touched the strong wind coming from the fall. Long Yu broke away from the rock and looked at the scene around him.

The abyss below was invisible, and there were pale bumps all around. The sky was filled with white mist, and it was impossible to see what the sky looked like. Long Yu's consciousness continued to fall in the mountain, and Long Yu's body seemed to be still. The wind whistled into Long Yu's consciousness.

Long Yu tried to control the sword so that his consciousness would not fall. Looking at the sword under his feet, Long Yu stood in the air and distributed where he was. Long Yu was helpless and took out a drop of blood from the ring and quickly turned it into a body. Long Yu looked at his body and was about to return his soul to its position, but the clan spirits unanimously opposed Long Yu's approach.

Long Yu heard the explanation of Zong Ling. The reason why the Qi can be put back to its original position is because there is a protective shield. Now the protective shield has disappeared, and it can only merge into one. Long Yu looked at the little man in the spiritual consciousness. Long Yu attached the spiritual consciousness to it, and a drop of water dripped into the spiritual consciousness. Long Yu looked at the water drop, which looked like a person who was not afraid of death. He knew it would disappear but still dripped.

Long Yu looked at the water droplets and thought of two words: fearless. Long Yu understood the path he was going to take. Fearless of death, there was no reason to retreat even if he won. For so many years, Long Yu was like a chess piece, not taking a single step back.

Long Yu looked at the abyss below. Since he was fearless, he decided to go down there even if there was someone dead. Long Yu rushed down to the abyss with his sword. He heard a whirring sound beside his ears, but he couldn't see what was in front of him.

Long Yudi had only one mentality in his heart, fearlessly guarding Long Yudi all the time, with two transparent dragons on his body, looking like water. Long Yu raised his mouth, and the double dragon body appeared again. Long Yu felt like he had lost his beloved thing and picked it up again.

Long Yu used his spiritual sense to condense a sword in his hand. Looking at the transparent shape in the sword, Long Yu was shocked. The sword before had a shape, but now the sword can be invisible. If fighting with others, it will give the opponent a new feeling.

Long Yu landed on the ground, looking at the messy stones everywhere, and then looking at the dark sky. It made people feel that the ground was visible, but the sky was a dark cloud that would never leave. Long Yu walked between the valleys, and there was a road in front of him. Both sides of the road were invisible magma surfaces, piercing straight up to the sky, as if they were connected to the sky.

Long Yu looked at the skeletons scattered on the ground. Each skeleton was bright white and exuded the breath of death. Long Yu took two steps forward and a breeze came. Long Yu looked at the white powder on his right foot as if it was blown by the wind. Long Yu approached a body and touched it with the sword in his hand. The skeleton turned into a white powder floating in the air.

"The lonely bones will eventually turn into ashes, but who knows that one person is walking forward." Long Yu said this to the white powder in the air. The first sentence was inspired by watching the bones turn into powder, and the second sentence expresses that he is about to walk into it. He is not afraid of turning into bones like them, nor is he afraid of what the situation ahead will be.

Long Yu held a transparent sword in his right hand and the Bagua Shuanglong Sword in his left hand. The double dragons on his body protected him. Long Yu looked at the man in front of him with a serious face. From behind, he looked like he was going to die. Long Yu stepped on the ground, and the bones kept turning into powder.

Long Yu walked to the road and could not see any living creatures, not even a blade of grass, and did not see any of the items in front of these people. Long Yu saw this as a suspicious thing. Long Yu had a fearless mentality in his heart, and all other emotions were suppressed by Long Yu.

Long Yu saw a pair of rather special bones in front of him. What was special was that there was a sword hanging on the chest of that body. The sword was covered in rust, and it gave off the smell of time's erosion. Long Yu walked to the bones calmly and touched the sword with his hand.

The rust-removing sword turned into a streak of rust blown by the breeze. Long Yu Bai Gu grabbed his neck with a strong hatred. Long Yu stepped on Bai Gu with his feet, and five bloodstains appeared on his neck. Long Yu quickly used his Taoist power to repair his body. A breath of despair came out of the wound.

The skeleton in front of him stood up, and two black lights came out of the two eye holes on his head. Long Yu crossed his hands and used the sword to block in front of him. A long spear appeared in the long hand of the skeleton and pointed at Long Yu. Long Yu looked at the skeleton with a serious face. Long Yu turned over and jumped in the air. The upper Bagua Shuanglong sword in his left hand formed a transparent dragon shape and stabbed at the center of the skeleton's eyebrows.

The bone spear turned into a shadow and hit the tip of Long Yu's sword. A despair of death came from the tip of the sword. Long Yu exploded this despair and watched a crack appear on his hand.

"The bones are buried in the Yellow Sea, and there is nothing to fear in my heart." This sentence lingered in my mind, and Long Yu's eyes flashed with a look of death. His right hand slowly chopped towards the bones, and a dragon-shaped shape hit the bones. Long Yu landed and looked at the bones, with the spear in his hand retreating.

Long Yu looked at the spear with the corner of his right mouth. The spear broke away from the bones and flew into the depths. Long Yu looked at the spear that left. He was more convinced of the path he was going to take. The Bagua Shuanglong Sword in his left hand turned into the appearance of a Zong Ling. The Zong Ling shook his little head and walked in front of the bones. The Zong Ling walked around on the bones, "Master, I want this skeleton." Long Yu nodded to the Zong Ling, and the Zong Ling sat cross-legged among the bones. The skeleton of the bones was soon devoured by the Zong Ling.

Long Yu watched Zong Ling transform into a skeleton. He smiled at Zong Ling and took out a drop of blood from the ring to help Zong Ling transform into a body. Zong Ling walked in front of Long Yu, shaking his little head and jumping around. He knelt on one knee in front of Long Yu and said, "Meet the master."

Long Yu looked at the Zong Ling in front of him who looked exactly like him, and Long Yu helped Zong Ling up with both hands. "Let's fight together and find a way home together." Zong Ling stood up and ran into Long Yu's consciousness, took out a set of clothes and put them on. Long Yu looked at Zong Ling's appearance, shook his head helplessly, and walked into the mountain.

Zong Ling shook his head and followed behind Long Yu. Long Yu took two steps and looked at Zong Ling, "What do you want to be called?" Zong Ling looked at the sky expressionlessly, "Ying, the master's shadow." Long Yu patted Zong Ling on the shoulder, "Ying, okay, let's go." Zong Ling shook his little head and followed Long Yu without saying a word.

A breeze came from the front, and the white ash on the ground blocked Long Yu's way. Ying walked in front of Long Yu, drawing a Tai Chi with both hands in the air, and a compass blocked the wind in front. Zong Ling shook his little head and looked back at Long Yu. Long Yu nodded to Zong Ling and followed behind him.

Long Yu was even more shocked. Zong Ling had such great power. Seeing Zong Ling blocking him, Long Yu felt like a fool. Long Yu held the transparent sword in his right hand and looked at the black sword coming towards him. Long Yu drew a yin-yang figure on his chest.

The wind in front of him stopped as he rushed towards the big knife. Zong Ling nodded to Long Yu, and the two leaned against each other. A Bagua diagram appeared under Long Yu's feet, and an invisible sword appeared in Zong Ling's hand.

"Master, I want the knife in his hand, and you want his sword." Long Yu nodded to Zong Ling and looked at the two skeletons in front of him. One of them wore a tattered straw hat on his head and held a wrapped black knife in his hand. The skeleton on the left held a sword in his hand and a red cloth on his head.

The Zong Ling turned into a black shadow and ran towards the black knife skeleton. Long Yu jumped in the air and stabbed the red cloth skeleton's forehead with the sword in his right hand. Long Yu's body appeared in front of the red cloth skeleton, and the tip of the sword collided with the red cloth skeleton. Long Yu felt an unyielding aura coming from the skeleton's sword.

Long Yu used the force of the collision of the two swords to turn back and land on the ground, supporting himself with his left hand and holding the sword with his right hand. Long Yu jumped into the air again and stabbed the red cloth skull, stabbing it eighteen times in a row.

Long Yu looked at the red cloth skeleton in front of him without moving his feet. All of Long Yu's eighteen swords were blocked by the skeleton. Long Yu put the sword in front of his chest, made a Tai Chi shape with both hands, and the 40-meter sword in front of his chest hit the red cloth skeleton.

Long Yu looked at his sword moves with full confidence and charged forward. The next scene shocked Long Yu. The red cloth skeleton lightly slashed at Long Yu's giant sword, and Long Yu's giant sword disappeared in the air. Long Yu looked at the red cloth skeleton in front of him with serious eyes, feeling annoyed.

The sword on his chest turned into two, and then into 114 swords, and rushed towards the red cloth skeleton. Long Yu stabbed at the red cloth skeleton with anger in his chest, and saw a white mist rising in front of him. Long Yu smiled, and the white mist disappeared, and Long Yu's mouth twitched.

Seeing the sword with purple flames piercing towards him, Long Yu began to panic. What was going on? Long Yu was protected by two dragons. He held the sword in front of his chest and watched the powerful and unyielding sword intent coming.

Long Yu's eyebrows were wrinkled into a "川" shape, and his left hand protected the sword guard. The tip of the sword in front of him was getting closer and closer. Long Yu's fearless aura was transmitted to the sword, and he watched the sword in front of him block the red cloth skull stabbing forward.