It's an eerie dead silence here, and every corner is filled with lifelessness. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info but Jinhuang knows that the more this is the case, the more likely it is to hide a terrible crisis, and maybe the slightest carelessness will end up in a situation from which there will be no return.

Now that she and Feng Yang have been injured to a great extent, it is better to recover first and then make plans.

Thinking like this, Jin Huang raised his hand and fed himself two pills, and took out an enchantment talisman from the storage bracelet.

This talisman is painted by Fu Li, and it can resist the attack of a demon beast whose strength is equivalent to that of a monk in the Yuan Infant Stage. This place is so weird, it's better to be cautious.

She urged the talisman seal to set up an enchantment circle, enveloping her and Feng Yang, and sacrificed a spirit talisman to urge the aura for the two to breathe.

Jinhuang closed his eyes and began to settle down. She found that although Ah Ding was suppressed by an unknown force, the combination of the mysterious yin qi and the aura here could still be used by her in one place. The aura penetrates directly through the skin into the meridians, running and circulating in it, ironing the wounds that have been hit hard. The yin qi is relatively slow to inhale, after all, if it wasn't for Ah Ding, she didn't need this yin qi at all.

By the time she opened her eyes again, the Talisman had run out of aura and floated to the ground, and Feng Yang had obviously woken up. His legs were crossed, his hands resting on his knees, and he was pranayama with his eyes closed. Although his face was still tired and weak, he was no longer as pale and terrible as he had been, and his lips were chapped and upturned, but in the end there was a trace of blood.

Jinhuang moved his gaze forward, and the heaven and earth were still lifeless, without a trace of movement, let alone a trace of breath. There was no trace of the barrier being attacked, and the silence between heaven and earth was eerily silent.

Seeing that Feng Yang would not open his eyes for a while, Jinhuang simply closed his eyes again and began to breathe. When new flesh grew on the wound and the scab fell off, she opened her eyes again.

I don't know how long it has been since this pranayama.

The sky here is always twilight, there is no daylight and no night, as if it has been abandoned by the reincarnation of the Heavenly Dao. However, judging by the usual speed of wound recovery, it should be less than three days.

When she opened her eyes, Feng Yang had already woken up, and the broken robe on her body had also been replaced, and her figure was tall and handsome, standing with her back to her, looking into the distance.

Jin Huang raised his hand and waved it, removing the barrier of enchantment. As if hearing movement, Feng Yang turned his head. Jin Huang stood up and saw that his eyebrows and eyes were bright, his skin was white and his lips were red, and he was no longer sick, but he still asked, "Feng Dao friend is better?"

"Thank you Jindaoyou for your concern, it's already good. Feng Yang smiled at her, his smile a little silly and stunned.

He walked up and saw Jinhuang looking at him, his face was inexplicably red, his eyes fluttered, and he didn't dare to look directly at her. Then he seemed to hesitate for a while, and said, "Jin...... Jin Daoyou called me directly...... Call me to the wind...... It's good, wind channel friends, wind road friends, weird...... Blame...... The whole face and even the neck that went deep into the collar were red, like blood.......

Maybe it was his desperate hug that made Jinhuang feel like he was not as disgusted with him as before. She smiled at him, her gaze a little more genuine than before. She nodded and said, "Okay." That Feng Yang also called me Xiaojin. ”

Feng Yang's face immediately showed ecstasy, just looking at her smiling stupidly, the whole person looked more and more stupid.

"Did you just see something?" Jin Huang asked, pulling his mind back.

"Nope. Feng Yang shook his head, "This place is really weird, there is no sound and no living thing, it looks like a dead thing. And the weird sinister breath here......" As he spoke, he wrapped his arms around his hands, as if he was frozen fiercely, hissed, and continued: "Drill straight into the bones, and use spiritual power to dispel it with little effect. ”

Jin Huang nodded in agreement, it is indeed very weird here.

The teleportation array at the bottom of the well of hell connects the bottom of the well to this place, but there is nothing here except a sea of scarlet blood, and there is no way out.

She frowned unconsciously and took two steps forward, closer to the edge. Unbeknownst to him, as soon as Fang approached, the entire island suddenly shook violently without warning. The surrounding ocean, which was as calm as the Dead Sea, suddenly swelled with huge waves. There was a violent aura, rich blood, and strange distortions, and countless terrifying and treacherous auras that made people fall into endless despair gushed out of the sea water and overflowed into the air, making people feel as if they had fallen into the eighteenth layer of purgatory.

There seemed to be something hidden in the depths of the sea of blood, and countless bubbles rose on the surface of the sea, like boiling water, "gurgling" and "gurgling" bubbling out. Scarlet waves crashed wildly against the shore of the island, and the rolled waves splashed high and fell heavily.

In the air, there are clouds and mist as dark as twilight, blowing and whistling unscrupulously between heaven and earth, rolling up a treacherous cold and violent breath, and in an instant, like a ghost crying wolf howling roaring and wandering between heaven and earth.

In just one breath, the originally lifeless heaven and earth seemed to come to life all of a sudden. It seems that this is the posture that should be here.

Jin Huang and Feng Yang subconsciously glanced at each other, and saw a look of caution and vigilance in each other's eyes.

At this moment, something came out of the sea, and Jin Huang turned his head to see that it was actually countless ghostly skeletons. The scarlet waters churned the skeletons, rising and falling with the waves.

Pale phantoms rose from the skeletons of these skeletons, and they were countless treacherous and evil spirits. As if imprisoned in the skeleton by some force, these resentful spirits roared into terrifying ghost faces, stretched out their sharp claws, and screamed and whimpered, struggling to break free.

The tremors between heaven and earth continued, and the isolated island beneath his feet shook violently, and stones and dirt fell from the edges, smashing into the tumbling sea of blood.

Jin Huang and Feng Yang unconsciously took two steps back, nervously guarding the movements around them.

At this moment, pitch-black rocks rose from the sea of blood in front of them, one after the other, forming stone piles in the sea, which stretched to the edge where the sea and the sky met. The rock was not much different from what they were standing on, but it was noticeably smaller, for only three or four people to stand on.

The rolling waves crashed wildly against the black rocks, accompanied by a terrible and treacherous whimper, which made people shudder.

The isolated island under his feet swayed more and more, and suddenly, a crack opened in the center of the platform, like veins growing on a leaf, and quickly extended and spread around. Soon, the opening became wider and wider, and the isolated island was about to fall apart after a few sucks. (To be continued.) )