Jin Huang and Feng Yang glanced at each other quickly, and when they took a breath, the wind was under their feet, and they kicked on their toes, and in a blink of an eye, they landed on the rock closest to the isolated island. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 info The rock trembled, and the two of them leaned forward and supported each other to stand firmly. Behind him, only a loud "boom" was heard, and the island was torn apart, as if a puddle of mud slowly sank and melted into the sea of blood, and disappeared without a trace in the blink of an eye.

Seeing this scene in front of them, a shivering chill involuntarily rose in the backs of the two. This place is more dangerous and terrifying than the bottom of the well of hell.

As if feeling the breath of a living creature, the waves in the sea of blood became more and more surging, crashing wildly against the rocks. The phantom of the resentful spirit on the white skeleton floated on the surface of the sea, surrounding the pitch-black rocks beneath the two of them, eyeing them fiercely. The wraiths showed their hideous, twisted faces at them, their sharp claws baring their teeth and claws, roaring at the two of them, desperate to break free from the skeleton.

The smell of blood in the nose was disgusting.

"Little Brocade...... Do you have ...... Feel ...... to what's in the ...... Pulling you?" Feng Yang looked around vigilantly, and the words he spit out trembled, as if he was frozen by the cold aura around him.

Jinhuang felt the palm holding her left hand tighten, and it was the wind that pulled her tightly. The rocks under your feet are narrow and slippery, and it is difficult to keep them stable if you don't support each other. Based on this, she did not let go.

There seemed to be a strange pull around her, tugging at the hem of her robes, as if to drag her into this sea of scarlet blood, tearing her apart, engulfing her, and imprisoning her in the sea of blood for eternity with these resentful spirits, enduring endless torture and pain.

How could Jinhuang not feel it, but she didn't say much, only said two words in a deep voice, "Be careful".

When Feng Yang saw her expression, he stopped talking, and only silently urged the aura, trying to dispel the sinister aura that invaded around him.

"Let's go. Jin Huang felt the rocks under his feet shake and become more and more unstable, so he reminded.

Feng Yang nodded.

The two of them lifted their breath at the same time, and leaped onto the second rock in one fell swoop. As they had left, the first rock shattered, rumbling and collapsing, before quickly sinking and dissolving into a sea of blood.

The two did not dare to stay and continued to move forward. In this way, every time they stepped on the next rock, the rock in front of them collapsed. This place seems to be forcing them to move forward.

The more they went into the sea, the stronger the sinister and bloody aura around them, enveloping the two of them tightly.

Feng Yang's face was weak and pale, his forehead was full of fine and dense cold sweat, his lips were purple, and his eyes were vague. When jumping on the next rock, he suddenly weakened his feet and almost fell off the rock, but fortunately, Jinhuang's eyes were fast, and the spiritual power in his hand was raised, and the two of them were able to stabilize their bodies.

Even so, Jinhuang's own situation is not very good.

The violent and cold air around her grew stronger and stronger, and she felt as if she was in the eighteenth layer of hell in the terrifying ghost forest. The darkness, distortion, blood, and killing that she suppressed and buried deep in her heart were pulled out little by little in these silent cold, messing with her mind.

If she hadn't been suppressing it with her spiritual power, I'm afraid she would have gone mad at this moment, and she would never recover.

However, even so, she felt like she couldn't hold on for long.

"Let's go!" Jin Huang gritted as he looked at the stone pile bridge that was still far away. The voice seemed to be squeezed out of the teeth. No matter what, she will not give up! Even if she is haunted by a hundred ghosts, even if her heart is broken, she will not accept her fate!

As if sensing that they were about to run out of strength, the resentful spirits in the sea of blood showed their bloody and terrifying ghost faces with their teeth and claws, and at the same time let out a strange laugh.

If you have any more reservations, it will be too late. Thinking like this, the yin ghost qi in the meridians around Jinhuang's body instantly blaze, and a thin layer of pure ghost fire ignited on the surface of the robe. The cold breath that lingered around was instantly forced back a little.

Jin Huang carried the wind and jumped again, stepping on another rock. Unexpectedly, the aura suddenly stagnated, and then his feet slipped, and half of his lower body slid directly from the rock, reaching out in mid-air. On the surface of the sea, a large group of resentful spirits smelled the breath of the living, and they all let out a roar of excitement, and rushed to surround her.

Five or six of the most powerful resentful spirits spread their sharp claws, poked out from the sea of blood, turned into scarlet bloody hands, and fiercely clung to the calves of the Jinhuang Tan in the air.

With the "fluttering" sound of sharp objects piercing into the flesh one after another, the vicious and sharp pain swept in an instant, and fine and dense cold sweat instantly broke out on Jinhuang's cheeks.

"Xiaojin!" Feng Yang shouted at her in shock, most of his body leaned out of the rock, and his right hand grabbed her left hand tightly. The whole face was full of blood because of the exertion, and his originally pale face was dyed a dark red pig liver color.

"Ahh At the same time, his right hand slammed into force, lifting and pulling, pulling her up.

However, his strength was exhausted to the last of his strength, and Jin Huang came up, but he was no longer able to support it, and he couldn't control himself and leaned back.

"Feng Yang!" Jin Huang was shocked. She can be vicious and cruel to her enemies, or she can stand idly by to strangers, but she can't be cruel to those who are good to her.

In the few lives she has lived, there are really too few people who really treat her, so she always cherishes her very much. is like Su Fang, but in her previous life, when she was alone and helpless, she said a few words of justice for her, in exchange for her treating her so sincerely in this life, as well as Xiangyun, and Wenzhu Wenlan.

Seeing that she was fine, Feng Yang smiled at her with relief, and then as if he was extremely tired, he slowly closed his eyes and let himself approach the sea of blood inch by inch.

Countless resentful spirits gathered around him, opening their bloody mouths, stretching out their bloody claws, screaming madly and excitedly waiting for him to fall, and then rushing forward to tear him to pieces.

The smell of blood was thick and heavy.

"Hold on!"

I only heard a crisp sound of "swish", and a long whip of flames burning with a raging ghost fire swept through the air, and the cold and treacherous cold and terrifying breath vibrated in the air like ripples of air. The whip was about to catch up with the wind, and the flames on it suddenly faded. The whip wrapped around Feng Yang's waist and was about to pull him up. (To be continued.) )