Bang!

A ray of light, illuminating the endless darkness, was a thunderbolt, carrying the most terrifying power of heavenly thunder, descending from the deepest part of the avenue.

The first fallen avenue thunder!

The reason why the woman's jade god body stayed here was to suppress this thunder.

This is the thunder of the Avenue of Judgment, which seems to fall from the endless void, and it seems that it is still far away, but it can't be avoided at all, because in front of that thunder light, time, space, etc. do not exist.

There may be a way to dodge the Great Dao Tribulation Thunder, but that's not something they can do in their realm now.

Yu Cong's Divine Eye opened, looking at the thunder light, since he knew that the thunder fell for her, he thought of a solution.

Bang!

The thunderbolt of the Avenue of Judgment fell, and at that moment, a huge vortex filled out, as if something was shattering, and then everything fell silent.

......

Empty!

In the cold and darkness, a figure flew out of the abyssal rift of the Sea of Law, passed through the dissipating barrier, and fell at the junction of the mountains and the sea.

Burst!

Yu Cong's body shook, a mouthful of blood spit out, sprayed on the dark land, in the cold world of the Sea of Laws, there is no such phenomenon on him, because he is a soul body, no matter how broken he is, he will not vomit blood, but as soon as he enters the world on the side of the mountain, his body becomes different, there is a rule that pervades his soul body, so that his soul body changes, and becomes familiar with the body, but it is not the real body.

Yu Cong staggered and collapsed on a dead branch, and the sharp pain spread from the deepest part of his body, as if it was about to turn into a sharp blade and tear his body from the inside out.

Previously, a Great Dao Tribulation Thunder had already made him half dead, not to mention that now there were two Tribulation Thunders in his body, which was very terrifying.

When he knew that the Great Dao Thunder was falling for the woman, he had already thought of a countermeasure, and planned to seal the Great Dao Thunder with the soul ** supernatural power again, but he still underestimated the terrible nature of the Great Dao Thunder, the two tribulation thunders coexisted, even if he became a reincarnated soul ** supernatural power can be torn apart, if it weren't for the half of the Death Dao Fruit at the critical moment to come forward and block a thunderstorm, he may not be able to get out of the abyss.

It seems that the coexistence of the two tribulation thunders made the half of the Death Dao Fruit also feel threatened.

As for the origin brand of the woman's divine body, he had no way to take it away, the best way was to let the woman's consciousness return and become one with the divine body brand, or after the woman recovered her memory, he would summon back the divine body brand.

Yu Cong laughed helplessly, now that he is in such a physical condition, it is difficult to say whether he can get out of this mountain.

However, he finally solved the woman's problem, but he didn't know when she would wake up.

Empty!

At this moment, countless black shadows attacked him, it was a ghost vine in the middle of the mountain, lingering with the cold forest qi, stabbing all over the sky.

Yu Cong's eyes froze, dragging his extremely broken and almost exhausted soul body, and killed those vines, he didn't expect to be able to repel them, he only needed to open a way and get out of the mountain alive.

Rushing!

The slender figure stumbled, flying in the dark and gloomy mountains, and countless ghosts gathered from all directions, more and more, overwhelming.

Poof!

In the darkness, a voice came, the sound of an arm being pierced.

"Ahh

A shout came out of his throat, a sword light flickered, and then countless broken pitch-black rattans fell.

An eerie shadow spread, entangled around his feet, and sharp black thorns pierced his thighs.

Sonorous!

Another sword slashed and cut off the vines, and the sharp thorns remained on his body.

Empty......

The atmosphere suddenly fell silent.

And then this silence was just a moment, a boom, the scene was completely chaotic, something was exploding.

Poof!

Sharp long thorns passed through his chest, shoulders, and lower abdomen, and he was hung from thorns, surrounded by countless pitch-black vines, forming an impregnable black iron jungle.

......

Passing through the dark and gloomy depths of the mountain, the exit of the mountain is sandwiched by two tall peaks, leaving only a narrow passage, and then passing through a dense forest, at the end of which is a flat green plain, with a sea of flowers, a small wooden house, and a woman in front of the fence of the small wooden house.

She was still standing there, except that it was nearly dusk now.

The woman only felt that her chest was dull, a pair of flawless hands were clenched tightly in front of her, her starry eyes were gloomy, and her face was full of worry.

......

On the shore, the waves rolled and roared, smashing a huge reef to pieces, and smashing heavy boulders into the water.

In the heart of the forest, in a clearing, the Dream Tree radiated light.

At the entrance of the mountain, there are ghosts shaking, and there is a faint sound of rustling, and there are gravel rolling down from the endless mountain.

Deep in the mountains, in the cold and darkness, the air was eerily silent.

In the dark thorn jungle, Yu Cong became weaker and weaker, he had just been injured by the Great Dao Tribulation Thunder, and now he was caught in these strange ghost vines, and when his body moved slightly, those ghost vines would be tightly entangled, and the thorns on his body pierced deeper.

Empty!

The cold and strange power permeated his body, eroding into his body along the wound, making his eyes hazy and his consciousness dull.

"Satoshi ......"

A soft voice came, lingering in Yu Cong's ears.

The voice dispelled the darkness and warmed his heart.

A gentle woman appeared in front of him, surrounded by a faint aura, gentle to the bones.

Yu Cong looked at her.

The gentle woman smiled sweetly, looked at him with pity in her eyes, and reached out to caress his cheek.

Empty!

At the moment when the woman's show hand was about to fall, a divine eye opened from Yu Cong's eyebrows.

The eye of the soul, piercing the void!

The being was seen through, his face turned grim, and his body gradually became illusory, then vanished.

What he knows is that if Ziyou sees him now, he will never show pity.

These unclean things in the mountains trapped his body, but they didn't dare to eat him directly, because they also felt the breath of the two great avenues of thunder in Yu Cong's body, which was what they were most afraid of, so they could only let him fall into perdition.

"Xiao Yan!"

Another voice came from afar, and it was not the little girl who called his name, but the big girl in a white dress, with her hair and shoulders together, looking neat and neat, pure and sweet, and charming when she smiled at him.

Because, they have been together since they were young, and they should be together forever.

His eyes were even hazy, yes, he had already regained his memory, if she also recovered his memory, it would be like this if she called him by his nickname, after all, this nickname was also given to him by her.

He really missed her.

The heart becomes very floating.

So when "she" reached over, his hand also moved, but the thorns also moved, nailing his hand tightly.

"Xuan'er ......"

Yu Cong shouted her name, even if this recognition that had been separated by eight years was fake, he was extremely longing, this was the deepest obsession in his heart.

If he is about to die in the next moment, then this is the happiest moment since he came into this world.

It's a pity he couldn't find her.

"She" showed pity on her face, and a pair of flawless jade hands held his face and hugged him into her arms.

He was imprisoned all over, and he had no way to do it, and he didn't seem to want to resist.

The world suddenly became quiet, like everything was going to disappear.

"Xianggong!"

However, at this moment, another voice came, distant and confused, even hoarse, silent.

In "her" arms, Yu Cong opened his eyes.

Was his bond with the woman so deep, or was it because it was in her Shinto trap, in her dreams?

Seeing that Yu Cong's eyes regained a trace of clarity, "she" gently let go of him, in fact, she was still holding it, but it was not so tight.

Stroking her cheek, "she" showed a hint of unbearability in her eyes, and then shook her head gently at him.

Yu Cong was stunned, and understood what "she" meant, "she" was telling him that it was not an illusion.

It wasn't a vision, the voice was real, but how did the woman come here? Didn't he tell her to wait for him at the cabin?

"She" laughed softly, her red lips slightly open, as if she was talking, but there was no sound. Because they are just illusory beings embodied by the rules of Shinto, once they are known, they will disappear, let alone make a sound.

Go find her!

Yu Cong was stunned, although he understood what "she" meant, but he didn't understand why "she" did it. Didn't "she" come to take him away, and why should she help him now?

"She" began to become illusory, and if she was known, she would die, and they were such beings.

Yes, Yu Cong doesn't understand, maybe deep down, but not on the surface.

That's because even if she is an existence embodied by the rules of Shinto, she is the best for him.

"I'll find your ......"

He whispered, his eyes deep, deep and bright.

"She" can also become very gentle on her face, as it is now, and then disappear.

"Xianggong!"

The voice came again, and it was close.

"Xianggong, where are you?"

The voice rippled in the depths of the cold, dark mountain, choked with strength, strong with hoarseness, hoarse with determination, as if it was going to be carved into every corner of this space until he heard it.

Yes, he has heard it, he has heard it truly.

He tried to tell her he was here, but he was hoarse and couldn't speak, so he coughed and vomited blood.

The air became quiet, and the world seemed to stand still for him.

Then, the woman's voice came, and in the suppressed calm, there were all kinds of emotions surging.

"Xianggong, is that you?"

Outside the dark thorn jungle, the woman whispered, tears sliding down her face.

As long as he responded, she would hear it, because they had agreed on it.