The trial in the land of trials was completely over, and after this battle, the name of Han Da of the Yunhai Sect completely resounded throughout Zhongzhou, and all the people who worked with Han Da recalled Han Da as if they were thinking of a nightmare.

After they had never seen such a lifeless person as Han Da in their lives, they still took the initiative to provoke the other three masters despite suffering more than a dozen fatal injuries on their bodies, I don't know if they were deliberately looking for death, or if this person was extremely arrogant, and decided that these people were not their opponents, and they controlled the thunder magic into an image with one hand, and they were among the four factions.

What made the other three factions puzzled was that after this trial, the Yunhai Sect spent a large amount of spirit stones to buy three Nine Yang Turning Pills from the Lingyin Sect, which seemed to be to save an extremely important person in the sect, but no matter how much everyone inquired, they couldn't find out a trace of news from it.

In this trial, dozens of disciples from each of the four major sects did not teleport out on time, and they obviously fell into it, and the people who came back were secretly glad that they had picked up a life, but no one remembered a disciple named Zhao An of the Yunhai Sect anymore.

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One day after the end of the trial land, in the yellow and misty trial land, the void was suddenly torn open, and a black slit appeared out of thin air, getting bigger and bigger, and in the blink of an eye, it was round like a passage.

Immediately after that, there was a flash of green light in the passage, and two handsome and unspoken sons and brothers in brocade clothes walked out.

One of them was dressed in a moon-white robe, his hat was decorated with a dark blue ice jade, his face was like white jade, and his clear, bright and beautiful big eyes flashed a trace of anxiety and confusion, and he was looking around for something.

Although the other was dressed in the same way, his hat was embellished with a fiery red jade, and his face was quiet and quiet.

Looking at the mess and corpses around him, there was no trace of vitality and depression around him, and the young brother wearing the fiery red red jade frowned lightly and said, "Are you sure it's here? This place looks like a sect, I think it's more like a cemetery." ”

The boy wearing dark blue ice jade stood in place in a daze, and his eyes instantly turned red.

"That's right, there is obviously the smell of my sachet here, I will never smell the smell of the incense inside, when I was a child, I was most afraid of insects, so my grandfather specially cut a branch of the sachet for me to mix into a sachet, so that I can wear it all year round, even if it is more than a hundred years, the fragrance of the sachet will not be light. ”

As he spoke, the boy wearing the dark blue ice jade seemed to be unable to control his emotions, tears fell down one by one, his silver teeth were clenched, and he was sobbing while hugging the other party's neck.

The crimson fire jade boy sighed, patted his back gently, and said softly, "Don't lie to yourself anymore, no matter who it is, there is no reason to live anymore if you have a sword in your chest, maybe someone else has taken your sachet." Forget about that person, go back and be your county lord with peace of mind, and don't cry anymore. ”

However, it was useless to appease him, but in the end, the dark blue ice jade raised his hand to wipe his tears, choked and lost his voice,

"No, I thought he was dead, so I planted the sachet and banned it, so that I would always be by his side no matter what, to prevent his body from being bitten by insects and beasts.

When I went back to look for his body, his body was missing, and now the smell of the sachet is here again, and I have a hunch that he must still be alive in the world, and I will find him no matter where he is!"

"I'm afraid it won't work. It's already a big taboo for us to sneak out this time, and the soul-attracting incense can only last for three hours, so hurry up and go back with me. The Crimson Fire Jade Boy frowned.

"I don't!" the dark blue ice jade boy shook his hand, a trace of stubbornness flashed in his teardrop-stained eyes, and he opened his legs and ran towards the mist in front of him, his body light like a fluttering butterfly.

"The fragrance is the strongest here, he must be here, he must be here......" The dark blue ice jade boy muttered one after another, and the fire jade boy on the side saw it in his eyes, his face flashed a trace of distress, and the next moment, his right hand was raised violently and slammed into the neck of the ice jade boy.

The dark blue ice jade boy's eyes were dark, and he didn't know about it, only there were two lines of tears on his face.

Huoyu Gongzi sighed softly, gently rolled the person in his arms, took out a piece of jet-black sandalwood from his arms with his right hand, and gently blew on the ebony, and a wisp of green smoke slowly ignited from the ebony.

In the next moment, the surrounding scenery was shrouded in green smoke, distorted and deformed one by one, and once again condensed into a dark black gate in mid-air.

Without hesitation, the Fire Jade Boy stepped into the gate with the Ice Jade Prince, and completely disappeared in place.

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Zhao An lay motionless on the ground, looking at the brilliant purple patch above his head.

If he was not mistaken, it was night again.

At this time, I don't know how long it has been since the end of the trial, and he has been lying here since Zhao An woke up from his stupor.

The environment here is strange, and during the day it is unbearably hot, as if the sun is just above the head, emitting scorching heat and light, almost burning people to death. But at night, the entire sky overhead will be filled with countless purple insects.

These insects are not large, no more than the size of small fingernails, but they are extremely numerous, and when they fly, their tails emit a faint purple light, densely packed, covering the entire sky with a bright purple color.

Every time the purple insect appears, strange flowers and plants will emerge in the whole forest, and Zhao An saw a pure white tender flower with his own eyes, using the stems and leaves and highly poisonous flower juice to poison a half-sized spotted lizard into water, and then wriggling the roots and branches, absorbing all the blood and water.

Where is this?

Rao is Zhao An has read countless pamphlets of immortals and monsters, and has also seen countless mountains and rivers and rivers, but he has never seen such a mysterious and aura place.

But there is one thing he is sure of, now this is definitely not Zhongzhou.

The spatial crack is mysterious and difficult to explain, once you step into it, you will be swept into another place or even space, and if you are unlucky, you will be strangled to death by the wind in the spatial crack.

Fortunately, Zhao An escaped the wind of the spatial rift, but he was also teleported to such an unknown place.

Having said that, being able to pick up a life in the spatial crack is really an accident within an accident. If he hadn't finally sacrificed the green tripod in the storage bag, I'm afraid he would have been wiped out in the frantic wind in the spatial crack.

However, his current situation is not much better.

After all, he was seriously injured by Lin Xingchen in the forbidden land before. Although he escaped with his life in the space crack, the space storm in it was also extremely terrifying, and there were more or less wisps of residual wind blowing into his body, and the remaining strength was running around in his body, constantly destroying his meridians, if it weren't for the Thousand Illusions Reincarnation Dao exercises, constantly nourishing his body with the death qi in his body, and carrying out his own life and death cycle, I am afraid that his body would have been a mess by now, and he would have died of serious injuries.

The Thousand Illusions of Reincarnation Dao, born to death, and to die to life.

The thicker the death qi on the body, the faster the speed of repair, and the more painful the process becomes, not only can not mobilize any mana in the body, but even the body can't move a bit, even the action of opening the eyes is now an extremely difficult thing for Zhao An.

At this time, Zhao An's whole person was tightly entangled by two different colored breaths, one of which was a rich black dead breath, while the other was a bright golden yellow breath, the two breaths surrounded each other around his body, and the wounds on his body converged and blended.

From the initial almost full body of dead air, to now the life and death of the body account for half of the body, it has been a few months, Zhao An silently counted the hours in his heart, constantly running the Thousand Illusions Reincarnation Dao in his body, if according to the current state, it is estimated that as long as more than ten days pass, most of the injuries on the body can be recovered, and maybe he can resume action.

Fortunately, I don't know if it was because of the fear of the death aura emanating from Zhao An's body, none of those demon flower poisonous insects dared to approach Zhao An, but created an excellent environment for Zhao An to recuperate.

At this time, it was already night, Zhao An struggled to move his head slightly, and during the day, everything in the lost forest seemed to be sleeping, and even the sound of the wind was difficult to hear. But when night came, the moment the purple worm appeared, the whole forest seemed to "come to life".

With a soft sound of "pop", the soft and emerald green stems and leaves curled up and broke through the soil, gently swaying and stretching out with the wind, stretching out a green leaf, and then growing at a speed visible to the naked eye, and in a blink of an eye, it grew into colorful flowers of various colors, exuding a burst of fragrance.

The forest, which was originally bare and lifeless, was delicate and colorful in an instant, and the faint light emitted by the purple insects in mid-air was comparable to a fairyland.

It seemed to be attracted by the smell of flesh and blood on Zhao An's body, and behind Zhao An, countless demon flowers and branches were densely entangled like ants, spreading silently on the ground.

Slowly, these flower branches twisted and twisted together, twisting into a huge vine as thick as a giant python, and the whole body was gathered high in the air, the tip was as thin as a long needle, like a bee's tail, inch by inch close to Zhao An's back.

Seeing that the huge vine was about to stab down fiercely, suddenly Zhao An's right hand shook slightly, and a small thing appeared in his hand in an instant.

Almost at the moment when that thing appeared, the huge vine seemed to see a natural enemy, and shrank back suddenly, and then every branch and leaf on the vine spread out wildly, retreating as quickly as the tide receded, as if it was afraid of what Zhao An was in his hand.

"Hundred miles...... Who is the woman who gave me the sachet?"

Zhao An frowned slightly, he had no impression of the woman who gave him the sachet, and even her appearance was very vague, but this sachet seemed to have a natural restraint effect on insects and ants, and it could even be said that it helped him a lot a few times.

He once opened the sachet to see what kind of spice was so magical. But what made him strange was that there was no spice in it that women were accustomed to, but only a few dead branches that looked like dry firewood, as if they had been broken from a certain tree.

Everything in the world pays attention to mutual restraint, and one thing can often only restrain another thing, and the more powerful one may be able to restrain more. However, what can restrain all insects and ants poison like this dead branch can only be described by the word "rare".

Besides, this is only a few dead trees, and it already has such power, if it can have a large section, the power is unimaginable.

"If you can see this sacred tree, it would be nice to cut off a section and make it into a magic weapon. Zhao An muttered softly, a hint of longing in his eyes.