The passage surrounded by green is not long, and everyone is in danger of passing through. The moment they left the passage, everyone, including Lin Kunyan, exhaled heavily. Although the narrow passage is not as depressing as expected, the creature-like plants are also very ornamental. But compared with today's down-to-earth stability, the taste of instilling the heart at all times is still difficult to swallow.

Now everyone affirmed Lin Kunqi's previous speculation, and of course, they also knew that they had not left that terrifying space, and they had only come to the back of this strange space.

There is a saying in the Book of Mountains and Seas: there is grass, the name is grass, its shape is like a sunflower, its taste is like a green onion, and it has been eaten hard!

When Lin Kunyan's feet came into contact with this boundless world, what appeared in his eyes was a large area of green grass. Compared to the previous miscanthus world, which was full of red more eyes than green, this place is so peaceful. The breeze is like a great mother, rubbing this beloved meadow with her palm, bending down a piece of green grass, and after a while, when the palm of her hand blows, she stretches her tall waist again!

Eilechuan, under the Yin Mountain. The sky is like a dome, covering the four wildernesses. The sky is vast and the wilderness is vast. The wind blows the grass and sees the cattle and sheep low.

In addition to the place and the cattle and sheep, the ode to the endless grassland, the Song of the Ele, is not talking about the situation in front of us.

Countless grasses fill every part of this space, there is no place to stay, or maybe it can be said that there are places to settle everywhere, as long as you don't feel distressed to destroy the green grass branches! If there is now a high-powered off-road vehicle, aimless, unscrupulous galloping on this vast grassland, what a comfortable feeling it will be......

But Lin Kunkun and the others couldn't enjoy it, and they couldn't even pay attention to the landscape that was different from that plane. No matter how wonderful they are, how fresh and pleasant. It's like being in a smoky city every day, and suddenly coming to the wilderness with fresh air and no pollution.

"Blood Clan, Holy See?" Lin Kunqi's brows furrowed, he didn't expect that it would be the cultivator of this force who greeted them. But—what did they want to do? Seeing their own centaurs, they didn't make any movement, just stood there quietly? There was no miscanthus here, so could it be considered that the blood clan was not under control?

There was no movement, as if they were living dead, Lin Kun Yan couldn't even detect whether they were alive or not, and his divine sense swept over their bodies, as if he was scanning the stone pillars on Easter Island.

Wait for someone to wait? No, there's no movement at all. It's not like you're just passing by, it's like you're waiting for someone to arrive. Do you want to disadvantage yourself and others? Unlike the others, their own personnel did not come to this interface at the same time, and the sound of Suo Suo in the rear proved that their companions were still jumping out of the passage one after another. If you are them, if you are really malicious, it is the king to do it. When the other party is still flustered, when the number of people is still small, you can maximize the benefits by doing it.

Lin Kunyan, Long Dingsheng, Jiang Changyin and the other cultivators who came out first stared at the two rows of each other's clearly distinguished teams, not daring to be careless. But to Lin Kunkun's surprise, until all the personnel came out of the passage and gathered around Lin Kunkun one by one, they still didn't make any moves, and they didn't even look this way.

Could it be that I guessed wrong? But what are they standing like this for? Lin Kunyan's mind was spinning rapidly, trying to see any clues from their expressions and some details. But he failed, not only did the men not look up, but almost put their heads in their chests, and they didn't make a sound.

"Friends of the Blood Clan and the Holy See, have you explored this place, do you need any help?" Lin Kun tried to communicate with the other party, but he failed. It's like playing the piano to a cow, and I don't know if the other party didn't understand Lin Kunyan's words, or if he disdained to communicate with them. That posture of bowing your head in silent mourning has not changed at all. No matter what Lin Kunyan called, they were like stakes nailed deep into this land, and they didn't react at all.

This is not only Lin Kunyan, but even Titan Tinstein also sensed that something was wrong.

"What's wrong with them?" asked Titantinstein in a whisper in Lin Kunyan's ear.

"I don't know! We may need to go over and have a look! I don't seem to feel the breath of their survival! It seems that this place is not much safer than the previous miscanthus jungle, maybe more dangerous! The danger hidden in the shadows is the most terrifying!" Lin Kunyan leaned his head hard against the side away from the Titantin. He really couldn't figure it out, it stands to reason that a master who has cultivated to the Heavenly Rank will be able to remove toxins and grain residues from his body to the greatest extent. Like him, under normal circumstances, he can go without eating for three or four days, so the intake of whole grains is reduced, and the residues in the body are naturally reduced.

Even if it is ingested, the cultivation of that body can eliminate toxins from the body to the greatest extent. So you can even excrete it only once a month, not to mention what the smell will be. Although it doesn't have the legendary fragrance, it can't just be a mouthful of stink. Lin Kunkun suspected that if it weren't for his outstanding endurance and his own opponents, Titantinstein's bad breath would have been able to make him restrained.

Galava glanced behind him, and a man who was also black and thin nodded and walked cautiously towards the group of Bloods and the Holy See.

From the moment the Indian man walked towards the Holy See and the members of the Blood Clan, Lin Kunqi's eyes did not leave him. Hovering between him and the Blood Clan and the Holy See, his brows became tighter and tighter. When the man approached them, he still didn't see their strange behavior. Even Lin Kunyan could be sure that their bodies didn't even tremble, as if their faces and eyelids had lost their natural body reactions.

The thin black man had already come to them, shaking his hand in front of their lowered eyes, and there was no response. Dead?, they sniffed, and even put their hands on their necks, gently pressing on the major arteries in their necks.

Flesh-to-flesh contact, they still didn't move at all. If it weren't for the wind that bent down the grass on the vast grassland from time to time, Lin Kunyan would have thought that there was no time in this space, and everything was frozen......

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(Tianjin)