"Uh-huh......"

Ling Shuang slowly opened her eyes, and she ...... Didn't die?

Struggling to brace herself, she paused and looked at what was under her hands.

Lotus ...... Qingfeng Divine Lotus?

Ling Shuang's face changed, this is Qingying's, where is Qingying?

She didn't care that she was still injured, and thought that she was fighting a weak body, so she grabbed the lotus platform, and the lotus platform automatically shrank and was held in her hand.

When I looked up, the surroundings were messy, and the sixty ancient spirit trees fell to the ground scattered, and more than a dozen of them were even directly cut off, which was enough to see the power of this shock wave.

Even if Qingying was an elemental, how could he resist this kind of impact.

Ling Shuang staggered to the place where the green shadow flew out according to the remaining memories.

No...... No......

She searched wildly, but no, nowhere was it.

How she longed for a figure lying on the ground in front of her, but unharmed.

But no, where is it...... Where the hell is he......

"Ahem......"

Qingying coughed dryly and grabbed the rock to keep herself from falling.

He didn't expect that he would be blown to the side of a cliff.

Behind him, the gray mist was filled with no edges, and the soles of his feet were dark and endless.

He was still about ten feet away from the top above.

Usually this distance can be described as disdainful in Qingying's eyes, but now it is like a moat, and he can't go up even if he tries his best.

At present, the only hope can only rely on Ling Shuang, hoping that Ling Shuang can come and rescue him quickly.

In this time, we can only wait. He didn't know how long he could last......

Ling Shuang gritted her teeth, the lotus flower clenched in her hand gave her endless strength, if she couldn't find Qingying, she felt that she would lose everything.

Pulling her shirt tight, the long-lost chill reappeared, making her shiver subconsciously.

Pursing her lips, Ling Shuang looked up, as far as the eye could see, looking for someone in such a wide place, it was undoubtedly looking for a needle in a haystack.

She is now getting farther and farther away from the waterfall when she came out, and this direction, if you are facing the waterfall, is on the right side, that is, the right side in front of the waterfall.

After walking for half an hour, she also saw some scattered, dry ancient spirit wood trunks.

They lie alone on the ground, looking out at the empty sky, as if sighing at how long their lives are.

Many people probably don't have any passion in their lives.

Ordinary people just work all their lives, and it seems that they have nothing to gain and nothing to lose, but they feel that this is life.

Ordinary people with a bit of status may appear on various occasions, or they may have a deeper contact with elementalists, but they will not embark on other paths after all.

You can see if you have the talent for cultivation before the age of ten, and most of the nobles are reluctant to give up their status and wealth.

There are also some ordinary people who give up everything for the sake of so-called immortality, and are willing to be cattle and horses for some elementalists, but most of them don't get anything.

Kindly elementalists will let them do some chores, at least give them some methods of training.

For those elementals who are psychologically sinister, they will directly use them as props, dispensable, and use them at will, and in the end they will get nothing.

Or a powerful elemental, who can make ordinary people also embark on the path of cultivation.

But ordinary people, how could they come into contact with this kind of elemental, even if they did, ordinary people would not have the ability to pay this price.

This world, in fact, is also fair.

If you talk about the life of the elemental, maybe in the eyes of ordinary people, you feel that flying into the sky, waving your hand to stir up the wind and clouds, is so imposing.

But elementalists are also human beings, and they have the same troubles as ordinary people.

In the world of elementals, cultivating as weak and giftless elementals is nothing.

This strength is even more pronounced.

The world of elementalists is actually more boring than ordinary people.

It was an infinite cycle of obtaining resources, and then cultivating and breaking through, continuing to obtain resources.

The flamboyant elementals that ordinary people see are either powerful behind them and don't worry about resources, or they have such personalities and like to show off.

In the eyes of most elementalists, it is better to take advantage of this time to cultivate than to waste time to publicize and express themselves.

The more you cultivate, the more you will feel that there is not enough time.

The higher the elemental's cultivation, the longer the retreat will be.

Therefore, for the elementalists, the only time when passion is possible is when the opportunity is seized.

At that time, it was the time for the elementalists to show their respective backgrounds, and it was inevitable that there would be a fight.

Therefore, most of the elementalists have taken a peek at life and death.

Ling Shuang hasn't looked down yet, she hasn't found Qingying yet.

After seeing Qingfeng Shenlian protect her, the last line of defense in her heart was finally broken, what could make Qingying give up her own safety to protect her.

Dragging his tired body forward, Ling Shuang had already burst into tears.

In a trance, she felt the familiar breath again, which made her feel warm.

"Green Shadow...... Is it you, where are you ......" Ling Shuang was suddenly a little helpless, how could he find a living person in this vast desert.

Suddenly, the jade in her chest became hot.

After being stunned, Ling Shuang reached into his chest and pulled out the jade piece.

Buzzing......

The jade block was slightly cold, and suddenly floated in front of Ling Shuang, slowly flying in one direction.

Ling Shuang pinched the Qinglian in her hand and quickly followed, is this Qingying calling?

Blue Shadow gripped the rock and watched as it loosened.

He smiled bitterly, there was still such a situation, could this rock not be able to support his weight, or was this scale claw too strong......

With a move in his mind, the Anemo spear appeared in his right hand, and he held it with his backhand, gritted his teeth, and plunged into the rock.

Releasing the scale claws, the green shadow breathed a sigh of relief.

He didn't know how long he could hold on, and when the impact broke out, he was protected in front of him, and he was directly bombarded into a serious injury and fell into a coma.

Now they are all recuperating in the void sea, and it seems that they can't wake up for a while.

I don't know how long he held on, his eyes were about to close.

At this time, the back of his hand suddenly burned, and he woke up instantly.

Sensing that his right hand was about to let go of the Anemo Spear, Qingying shook his left hand and grabbed the Anemo Spear with his left hand.

You can't use the scales, and the consumption of physical strength is too great.

Changing hands in this way is also a kind of torture for both hands.

As time went on, he felt that his body was getting heavier and heavier, and finally he was even like a boulder, desperately trying to pull him into the abyss.

Stomp, stomp!

The sound of the trotting suddenly approached, was it Ling Shuang?

Qingying raised his heavy eyelids and glanced upward, but he didn't have the strength to open his mouth.

I don't know when it has been covered by gray mist, even if Ling Shuang arrives, can he still be found?

God won't let him live......