Fang Qianling's rickety figure walked forward slowly, and he actually stepped up in the air like this, overriding Nangong Hao's head, indifferently overlooking everything in the ruins under his feet.

The blue of the clothes scattered up and down the body was like a star of hope in the dark night, flickering non-stop. But the cold frost around it showed the opposite of ruthlessness, mercilessly covering the dazzling green light, shattering into thousands of fragments and flying, as if completely defeating the hope belonging to Nangong Hao, leaving only the countless ice slag and breeding thousands of green shoots, like a giant python in the wilderness.

A dull rumbling sound shook from the surrounding soil, and a large number of yellow-brown vines shuttled like swords, bringing up the clattering and shattering of the ice, and the emerald green grew again from the crystalline ice, and the cycle began again.

Fang Qianling, who no longer kept his hand, was under the monitoring of Mu, and he also ruthlessly touched the location of the original reincarnation Dao Gate, and turned over the surrounding mires, and his focus was here.

After all, what Mu wanted was not only Nangong Hao, but also a stream of winds trapped behind the reincarnation gate, both of whom were indispensable sacrifices on his way to transcendence, and they were very important.

And Nangong Hao's here, the vines that broke through the ground had already spread to his left and right, but he didn't dare to have any resistance, and he didn't even dare to urge the aura, worried that any strange aura fluctuations might bring about death, so he could only passively clench his fists and keep moving towards the stable position next to him.

At this moment, his eyes were completely bloodshot, and his forehead was full of green tendons.

Under such a tense emotion, he only felt that the flesh and blood all over his body were churning, the pain was unbearable, his brain had completely become a blank, he didn't have time to think, he only paid attention to the surrounding continuous breaking ground, like a storm of attacks approaching, his speed was not slow at all, and he didn't dare to slow down, so he clinged to the "emerald green blade" and passed, with gusts of wind whistling, like a madness to flee in all directions.

But that's how the unexpected happened.

Maybe it was because of the impact of the life and death crisis brought by Nangong Hao in Fang Qianling, or maybe it was the crisis this time that once again made the despair buried deep in his heart take root......

The fact that he was able to retain that trace of calmness before was completely dispelled under the nervousness and uneasiness in his heart, he really didn't care about thinking anymore, and there was no room for thinking, and he didn't pay attention to the surrounding situation anymore, only hoping that Fang Qianling wouldn't find him.

To tell the truth, just like Chuan Enhao's inner feelings when he was repeatedly tossed by Nangong Hao, and finally noticed the change that affected the situation, it is still the same sentence, when the seeds of despair are planted, every little stimulation will make it take root and sprout, and there is no way to stop it.

This is the fragility of people's hearts, no matter how they ignore it, hold on, this despair...... Always there.

Moreover, Nangong Hao still experienced the whole process of disillusionment again and again, and every bit of hope that seemed to exist seemed to be worn out by others little by little.

Even now, when he finally found an opportunity to sneak in, the seemingly perfect plans and calculations were all Fang Qianling's jokes at the moment...... It's just their teasing in their leisure at the moment, like watching a play, if they don't want him to jump again, he will only die!

It was also because of the gradual rise of despair that Nangong Hao, who was powerless to resist, had no idea at all, he ignored a detail, a key detail.

That is, when he dodged these spiky vines, the ground under his feet seemed to be the same all the time, the vines "broke the ground" under his feet was very strange, and the soil was still the same, not affected by the ice or vines at all, not even the most basic clods of earth moved, and everywhere he passed was still intact.

Maybe he didn't know what the situation was in Fang Qianling's sight......

After all, everything was normal right now, only the vine attacks that kept sprang out, and in Fang Qianling's eyes, this ruin was basically turned over, the attacks continued, and the repeated cycles in the realm were always attacking this area, extremely fierce.

As far as he could see, the cold mist spread, revealing the devastation and chaos in it, and all the soil had become solid ice and shattered to the ground, like piles of snowflakes, like mountains interspersed with heavy straight vines, cold and miserable.

The scattered traces left behind by the Reincarnation Dao Gate were also excavated by Fang Qianling again, and there seemed to be some rune flickering remains, and there was still a little weird aura that was so mysterious that it was incomprehensible.

And these Nangong Hao didn't know anything, after all, everything was as usual in his sight, and there was not much change at all......

Whoosh!

At this moment, Nangong Hao's figure that was constantly speeding up had already brought a short sound of breaking the air, and he gritted his teeth to make his steps faster and faster, not daring to have any stop, and he could only rely on brute force and instinctive impulse to jump over without learning any body magic.

But after all, in the face of the attack of the existence of the Spirit Pill Realm, there were still many vines, and he didn't dodge it so perfectly, but he was driven by Nangong Hao in the extreme state to avoid the fatal parts, so that he would not be killed by a blow under that vine.

But the pain, Nangong Hao didn't feel it.

After all, his current body is basically numb with his heart, in his own opinion, he doesn't know what pain is now, his arms and thighs are all penetrated by vines without exception, but Nangong Hao didn't even look at it, relying on the idea of survival that still remained on the seed of despair, his body can still move, and he is basically not affected by anything, except for the physical strength that is about to be exhausted, there is no other feeling.

But it's never a way to go on like this, even if Nangong Hao is relatively strong in the flesh, he is still a human after all, and if he can dodge once or twice, it doesn't mean that he can always dodge these attacks......

Another roar exploded, and Nangong Hao's figure paused for a moment, his eyes were undoubtedly blurred, and the tense nerves were like strings about to break at this time, making his consciousness appear in a trance for a moment.

And this one was in a trance, and the spikes that were like a bamboo-like bamboo were already approaching Nangong Hao's head.

"Master!" Qianmian shouted in a panic, and also took advantage of the situation to break away from Nangong Hao's face, and the dazzling electric light bloomed like fireworks at this time, and the blue that came into view was extremely shiny, and the small mask body was blocked in front of Nangong Hao.

However, the vine was ruthlessly skipped, as if it did not exist, it passed directly through the body of a thousand faces, and the aura was also pierced, and the eyebrows of Nangong Hao, who had awakened in the last moment of brilliance, were also pierced......