The short arrows "swished" on the coffin board, and hundreds of arrows shot down, and the impact was not small. Fortunately, it was still blocked, if it weren't for this coffin board, it is estimated that he would have been stabbed into a sieve by now.

The exhibition stand in front of him was still spraying short arrows, and Shi Ember could only hold on to the coffin board. Before he could take a breath, the sound of machinery operating from the other two exhibition stands behind him was followed by the sound of machinery operating, and almost at the same time, hundreds of short arrows and small holes were pointed at him.

Shi Shen was also next door to the Malay in his heart at the moment, he looked at the small hole that was about to fly from three sides, and while thinking about countermeasures, he greeted the eighteenth generation of Suara's ancestors by the way.

It is probably impossible to escape, and the door has already locked automatically the moment he touches the mechanism. If it's okay to put it in normal times, with a concentrated left hand, throw a blood lotus flower out, and all the short arrows can be turned into ashes in an instant. However, he can't even roll out the most basic pupil color now, let alone gather his strength to pinch his mouth. Without spells, he's just an ordinary human who knows how to do it.

Just as he was thinking, he only heard a sharp and piercing sound of "Xiuxiu", and hundreds of short arrows shot out from the small hole at the same time, shooting at him in a posture of overwhelming the mountains and seas.

Like an army that followed one after another, Xiao Kong had just shot the first wave of short arrows, and the next second, the second wave was ready, ready to shoot again.

In this way, wave after wave, the short arrow never stopped. Shi Shen couldn't resist it at all with a coffin board, there were too many arrows, and the impact alone could break the lid in half, and-

It's really uncomfortable to feel like you're being attacked on your belly and back.

In a hurry, Shi Shen picked up the coffin board with his right hand, freed up one left hand to support the coffin wall, and pressed his feet hard, and turned over directly into the coffin as soon as he turned over. When the short arrow behind him was only half a meter away, he dragged his right hand and closed the coffin lid.

Immediately afterwards, there was another sound of "dang dang dang" blades connecting each other, which was extremely terrifying in my ears.

One second late, it's cold.

It's dangerous!

Shi Ember breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, and what made him feel most fortunate was that there was no mechanism inside this blood crystal coffin, at least it hadn't been triggered yet. Moreover, the coffin was really empty - if there was a female "man" in a white robe lying in it, Shi Ember would rather stay outside alone and face the short arrow, because it might seem more dangerous to lie in like him offensively.

It's not that he's afraid, he doesn't think it's terrifying, but now that the spell is suppressed, if he fights with a short arrow, there may be a glimmer of life, the yin qi here is so heavy, and he can't gather strength, if he fights with a ghost in a small space like a coffin, then he is really certain to die.

At this moment, he was lying in a narrow confined space, and the constant sound of short arrows colliding above his head was too harsh, reminding Shi Ember all the time, if he lifted the lid now, in less than a second, he would be stabbed into a hornet's nest by the dense short arrows flying overhead. A matter of moments, cleanly.

It was pitch black around me, and I couldn't see my fingers. In fact, it is no different from the outside, and there is not much light source outside the coffin. It's really strange, it's only two o'clock in the afternoon, and the sky should be clear, but the world in the Yin Building is like one or two o'clock in the morning, and there is no day. I really wonder if the timeline of the Yin Building is the same as the outside.

However, the biggest question in front of him now is not whether the environment inside the coffin is dark or not, and whether the light is good, but how long the oxygen rich in this airtight and narrow space can support him. Although Shi Shen is a god, it will not be life-threatening if he stops breathing. But in his current state, the direct consequence of the lack of oxygen is to affect his brain's thinking ability and judgment. Losing thought in such a situation is tantamount to lying down and waiting to die.

Moreover, Mu Yu's whereabouts are unknown now, and the longer he drags on here, the greater the danger of Mu Yu will become.

Shi Ember began to be a little glad that he didn't bring the brush in, otherwise with its startled urine, it was estimated that the short arrow would have been scared to death before it touched it.

Shi Ember was thinking about when it was appropriate to push open the coffin and escape, but before he could analyze the general situation, the next second, he felt a tingling pain in his brain again, as if countless sharp needles pierced his head, and the pain made him faint.

Is it a lack of oxygen? Not really.

The first sensation of the lack of oxygen was not what it was now, it was a chronic suffocation, a nerve touch with a sense of hopelessness, and he was now only feeling a sharp pain in his head.

It was the same feeling as the previous two times, and it hurt so much that he didn't have the strength to think about what had just happened. Consciousness fades away, and the whole world in the brain is left with pain...... and pain.

It's the feeling again!

"It's endless!"

Shi Ember lay in the coffin, screaming in pain, clutching his head with his hands, as if this would relieve a little pain. He roared, but he was also tormented by the headache and couldn't help but let out a "hiss" sound.

In fact, Shi Shen himself didn't know who the person who roared was, because he didn't know who did all three faints. It's like being dizzy when standing at the door of the eighteenth floor, just like the words that came out of Mu Yu's body before he got lost. He knew that there must be a very powerful figure hiding in the shadows, quietly waiting for an opportunity to destroy him, and his strength was far above him. He hadn't even been aware of the existence of this opponent before, so he had to be at his mercy.

Someone was doing something about it, but he couldn't do anything about it, and this feeling made him desperate to the extreme. But he also felt glad that these things didn't happen to Mu Yu. Otherwise, it's hard for him to imagine how things will turn out.

The feeling that I want to protect but can't protect the person I love the most is really unbearable.

He could clearly feel that there was indeed an enemy hidden in the shadows, torturing him in such a way, it was definitely real, it would not be Saura, and it could not be an imaginary enemy.

Just like now, Shi Yan's brain was almost unconscious, but he could still clearly feel that he was constantly descending at the moment, along with the coffin. From the moment he suddenly had a headache, the Blood Crystal Coffin began to fall rapidly as if it had lost its balance and center of gravity, and now the speed of its fall continued to accelerate. He couldn't control it at all, so he could only continue to fall with the coffin. The force of the fall was too great, and the pain was unbearable, and he couldn't stretch out his hands, let alone have the opportunity and ability to resist.

There was a tunnel underneath the coffin, and he may have triggered the descent mechanism in the violent tremors of the pain.

As the rate of descent became faster and faster, Shi Ash's consciousness became more and more blurred. There was a little tightness in his chest, and slowly, he lay in the coffin and fell asleep, and he didn't know what happened in the next two hours. Only to know that when he woke up, the pain in his brain had completely disappeared, and the coffin had fallen on a plane somewhere. It seemed that nothing had happened, but when he lifted the lid of the coffin and sat up, he realized that the world in front of him was no longer within the scope of his cognition in this life.

At this moment, he is sitting in the coffin, and his brain is very clear. So, when he saw the man in front of him smiling weirdly at him, he really wanted to tear the man's face apart.

That's right, that man is Sora.

He had a face that was almost pale, but he wore thick smoky makeup. Shi Shen was angry when he looked at him now, but he couldn't beat him, so he could only endure it first, after all, saving people now is the most important thing.

The surrounding world is full of yellow sand, undulating sand dunes, and people are surging, and there are wooden houses all around, which is no different from the desert tents of the human world. It's just that the house here seems to have been cast with some kind of spell, and even if it is tilted at forty-five degrees, it will not collapse.

It looks a bit like a desert area with an oasis. There were many people coming and going, but their complexion was as pale as that of Sula. When he passed by, Ember didn't have any expression, as if he was used to it, even when he saw a living person sitting in a blood crystal coffin, he didn't have a look of surprise on his face. But the more this happened, the more strange Shi Shen felt.

If he guessed correctly, this should be the territory of the Soul Clan. After all, it is the end of the secret passage that leads directly to Suoluo's room, and it should not be ordinary, maybe it is the soul clan area managed by Suo Luo, who is the jade-faced Yan Jun.

Turning his head, Shi Shen looked at the man in front of him, he didn't want to talk nonsense with Sorodo and get involved with the high-level of the soul clan, he felt bad luck when he thought about it.

Shi Shen frowned, and there was an impatient look in his tone: "Say, what is the matter with guiding me here?"

From the moment you enter the third bedroom, everything slowly gets weird. First the short arrows that kept pouring on the exhibition stand, and then he was forced to hide in the coffin, although he knew that the dizziness had nothing to do with Suoluo, but things had progressed to the present, and he inexplicably came to this desert-like world, and everything that happened in the middle could now be connected. And the ultimate purpose behind this is to let Shi Shen come to this world. What is certain is that all of this was planned by Suoluo.

Sara looked at him, the corners of his mouth curled, and the smile made his back chill.

He pointed to the new world around him, looked at Shi Shen and chuckled, "If you look at the desert in front of you, don't you feel any warm intimacy?"

Shi Yan didn't have time to talk nonsense with him, frowned, and asked directly in a cold voice, "Where is my daughter-in-law?"

Hidden in any smile the man showed was a sharp knife that could kill a person. Shi Shen didn't bother to be polite with him, and he didn't even bother to pretend.

Seeing that his attitude was so blunt, Suo Luo was not annoyed, he still looked like he was winning, and smiled slightly: "What is the urgency of Ember, the game still has to be played slowly to have fun, because you will feel it immediately-

"Kindness from the ghost realm. ”