The mirror surface of the water mirror ripples like two circles of ripples on the surface of the water, and then the image gradually emerges in the mirror. However, the image is blurry, as if it is covered with a layer of gray smoke, which makes it difficult to see.

Fu Li's eyes were dull, his handsome eyebrows and eyes revealed a thick worry, and his voice was no longer the same as before, although it was still calm, it was not difficult to hear the condensation and anxiety inside.

He retracted the water mirror and continued: "In addition, the disciples of the Criminal Law General Hall are ordered to strictly guard the various passes of the secret realm, as well as all the bayonets of Canglang Mountain that connect to the outside world, once there is a trace of Xiao Jin, come and report it immediately!"

Everyone behind him received orders one after another, and when they looked up again, they only had time to see the afterglow left by Bai Yu in the air, and Fu Li's figure had already disappeared into the sky.

Time passed little by little, and the Canglang Sect operated in an orderly manner according to the decrees of Fu Li and Yun Yan. However, only the Criminal Law General Hall, which is responsible for searching for Jinhuang's traces, has never had her whereabouts.

Whether it was the water mirror of Fu Li or the worldly mirror hanging in the Tianqiao Peak Firmament Palace, it was impossible to detect her whereabouts. The images that emerge back and forth are always covered with a layer of gray smoke, and the scene under the smoke is impossible to detect.

What the situation is outside, Jinhuang has no way of knowing.

All she remembered was the blinding red light, and she was tossed high by the huge waves stirred up by the air waves, and then she could no longer support it, and she passed out as soon as it was dark in front of her.

I don't know how long it took, but she was awakened by the violent movement in the dantian.

In the exhaustion and fatigue of her whole body, she opened her eyes faintly, and as far as her eyes could see, there was an enchantment barrier glowing with purple-blue light, on which the intricate and obscure dark gold ancient Sanskrit words converged into circles of light, circling around the surface of the enchantment.

Jinhuang's still somewhat misty eyes gradually became clearer, and her left hand supported her upper body on her side, only to see seven hinges of the same thickness as her arm hanging in the air. The ends of the hinges stretched out into the dark void in the distance, opposite to each other, as if connected to something.

These seven hinges intersect each other in pairs to form a seven-pointed star, which together surrounds the central seven-pointed star platform. On each of the seven corners of the high platform was lit an oil lamp. And she was lying on her side on this high platform.

The whole world is dark and deep. It seems to be a gloomy place where there is no sunlight all day long, only the light of the weak enchantment and the oil lamp provide some light.

Jin Huang moved, and his deep eyes narrowed. Around here, beside her. In the endless dark void, there was a rich yin and cold aura, which was exactly the same as the ghost aura, no less than Ah Ding's gloomy and ghostly aura.

This is...... ...... Doom?

"Ah Ding, Ah Ding?" Jin Huang called Ah Ding in the sea of knowledge, and the fragments in the dantian were very noisy. There was silence in the body, and no one responded.

She pursed her lips, the paler the pale color of her lips. In the previous fight, Ah Ding must have spent a lot of strength, but now I am afraid that he has fallen into a deep sleep again.

She cast her gaze on the void. If this is really the Doom Crossing Array, then doesn't it mean that this is the Seven Star Peak, which once imprisoned dozens of heinous Great Demons and demons in the Cultivation Realm, and now the forbidden place of the Canglang Sect?

How did you get here?

Without allowing her to think about it, a strong force suddenly appeared in the void, and the fragments in the dantian shook more and more. It was as if it was being dragged invisibly.

Jinhuang couldn't move, as if he had been given a strong ban. She was carried up into the air by the force, and stopped in the center of the seven-pointed star, which was made of seven hinges.

Immediately, the yin qi that had originally diffused in the dark void seemed to be guided by some kind of guidance and began to flow silently. Slowly, the sinister aura gathered more and more, condensing into a visible gray-black, as if the viscous smoke with a long tail lingered above her head, around her body, and under her body. Flowing, changing.

Jin Huang felt that the dantian that had not stopped since he woke up was strangely quiet at this time. As the space exploded in the tree hole, she clearly felt something hit her abdomen. If you don't guess wrong, it's another fragment of the ghost ding.

Although I don't know how the qi wave threw her here, now that the fragment has entered the dantian, the next step is how to successfully devour it and make it merge with Ah Ding. Here, there is a ghostly atmosphere. Maybe it's an opportunity.

Thinking so, she closed her eyes, held her breath, and slowly emptied her senses.

She clearly felt the subtle movement of the yin qi in the air around her, as if she had deliberately slowed down her movements, bypassed her, slid past her side, swam above her dantian, and swirled and converged into a whirlpool. Gradually, more and more ghost qi was absorbed, the whirlpool gradually expanded, and the smoke surged like surging waves.

In an instant, the whirlpool was like a huge storm group, enveloping Jinhuang's entire person. Her whole person was in the center of the whirlpool, swallowing the constant surging ghost qi from the dantian.

It was obviously a gloomy and bloody ghostly aura, and in such a terrifying posture, like a raging storm, Jinhuang did not feel the heart-rending pain at all. Her consciousness fluttered, as if she had wandered out of the Seven Star Peak and Canglang Mountain. I don't know how long later, there were suddenly heart-rending screams and wails in my ears.

Jinhuang subconsciously opened his eyes, but was really shocked by the scene in front of him.

I saw a black oppressive piece like a fierce ghost coming out of the gate from a distance, a monster with a black robe and a rickety back, a demon with a green face and fangs, and a scattered soul...... The situation was different, but at this time, they were all roaring wildly, and their faces and eyes flashed with extreme fear and despair, which made their originally hideous skin more terrifying.

Behind them, the bewitching and gorgeous molten fire was like a surging tide, as if the Manzhu Sawa was in full bloom, spreading all the way. The brilliant firelight swayed and danced, outlining the shape of the red lotus, and even the darkness of the sky seemed to be dyed with a thin layer of red, beautiful but deadly.

The degree of the molten fire is very fast, and it quickly engulfs the evil spirits little by little. Jinhuang saw them struggling desperately in the sea of fire, and roared loudly and screamed.

The molten fire spread unstoppably all the way to a suspended stone bridge. The ghost on the stone bridge was burned by the molten fire and jumped into the river below the bridge. However, as soon as the ghost came into contact with the river, countless ghost claws suddenly stretched out from the water, tearing the ghost and dragging it into the water. The ghost only had time to let out a short exclamation, and in the blink of an eye, it was silent.

Where is this? Is hell hell in the ghost house? If it's hell, why is it such a scene?

Jinhuang's heart was overflowing with doubts. At this moment, a white shadow slowly appeared at the junction of the fire and darkness in the sky, like thunder breaking through the night, with a proud contempt and a cold murderous aura. (To be continued.) )