Rashomon Illusion Land, that is a treasure land that all monks in the world yearn for. Not only because of the treasures everywhere, but also because it can solve all difficult and even unsolvable doubts.

......

Leaving the Rashomon Illusion, Madara dragged his body forward, his eyes wandering all the way, without focus.

The name of the undead is calamity.

Disasters mixed with the crowd will constantly bring the shadow of death to those around them.

It wasn't until decades after Dong Wusheng disappeared that this thing that bound her for half her life really got a name in the mouth of humans.

......

What should he do to make this thing disappear completely?

The short-haired brown boy played with the pure black dagger in his hand, his gaze as if he had seen through the chaotic colors of the dark night sky, glimpsing some unknown truth.

It is absolutely impossible to succeed in just killing and killing.

Perhaps, he should think differently......

--

Since the fall of the Yang family, Wormwood has been evading pursuit every day, and she has long been accustomed to this kind of life.

As long as Miss is okay, Wormwood feels that tomorrow can be looked forward to.

Only, this time......

Wormwood swooped forward, rolled on the spot, dodging the arrows that came from the barrage, and when she tried to get up and continue running, her legs were limp and she couldn't do anything.

Is it out of strength......

Wormwood opened her mouth slightly, gasping for breath.

Never mind...... As long as you use spiritual power......

Wormwood's mind moved, but the spiritual power that was like an arm on weekdays never responded.

Only then did she realize that she had already run out of gas.

The body that had fled for a whole day couldn't draw a single trace of spiritual power.

It must not fall here—

The young lady is still waiting for her to go back—

The wormwood pressed the hand on the ground and tightened her five fingers, and the sand was clutched into her palm, which made her palm hurt.

She took out the dagger at her waist and slashed her palm, and bright red blood gushed out from her white palm.

As long as...... As long as they support until the ancestor comes-

Wormwood pressed her palm to the ground and painted it quickly.

The sand stone got stuck in the wound, but Wormwood didn't feel the pain, her nerves tensed to the extreme, and she only had time to glance back after drawing the circle.

Haven't caught up yet, there is still a chance to ......!

Wormwood didn't care about the wound in her palm, and as soon as the circle was finished, she began to seal and chant the mantra, and the blood-red circle under her feet began to glow with a blood-colored shimmer as she chanted.

As Wormwood chanted, a black figure approached from far and near, like black lightning, and a huge black scythe was raised high, slashing down at Wormwood with the sound of the wind.

It was also at this moment that Wormwood opened her eyes, and blood flashed in her dark pupils.

After a loud shout, a white shadow appeared between the two of them out of thin air, blocking in front of Wormwood, raising a pair of sharp claws with white fluff to meet the black scythe that was forced down from the sky—

After a moment's battle, the two figures separated in an instant, holding a black scythe, the black-clothed man shrouded in black jumped a hundred meters backwards and landed gently on the tops of a tree, while the white-haired man guarding in front of Wormwood was still standing in place, and a large pit with a diameter of ten meters collapsed under his feet, which was covered with cobweb-like cracks.

Looking at the white-haired man standing in front of him, Wormwood frowned slightly, looking a little disappointed.

Is it just a White Tiger Demon in the Transformation Realm......

The strength of the man in black was at least in the Dahua Realm, which was second only to the realm of God and Saint, and the transformation realm was a whole realm away from the Dahua Realm.

This white tiger demon couldn't save her at all.

“......”

If you leave this white tiger demon and escape...... Can it be successful?

Wormwood thought to herself.

The White Tiger Demon seemed to be able to hear Wormwood's heart, and glanced back at her dissatisfiedly, "Hey, you have to summon me yourself, okay?"

“......”

Wormwood suddenly remembered for a moment that such a summoning contract would be spiritually shared.

"If you are upset, then I apologize. ”

Wormwood leaned on her sword and barely stood up, "It will take about a quarter of an hour for the rescuers to arrive, as long as you hold out until the rescuers arrive, I will set you free and give you my Dao Fruit." ”

The white-haired tiger demon snorted lightly, and pulled the corners of his mouth, revealing the sharp tiger teeth on one side, "There's no reason to refuse, but ......"

The tiger demon roared, leaped up, and turned into a huge snow-white tiger in mid-air, and pounced towards the man in black.

The man in black wore a dark red demon mask on his face, and a pair of bright red eyes were silent behind the mask.

The man in black tucked the black scythe behind him, and stretched out a pale and thin palm from under the black robe, and a pale black aura lingered between its fingers, just like that, a fleshy palm went straight to the tiger demon's claws and fangs.

Behind the tiger demon, Wormwood sat down cross-legged and raced against time to begin pranayama and regain his strength.

If this white tiger demon can't survive the rescuers, then she will have to rely on herself.

"Bang-"

The tiger demon and the man in black fought each other, the black and white spiritual light was-for-tat, and the breath attracted the free spiritual power between heaven and earth, and for a while, countless turbulent turbulence ripples spread out, and all the surrounding trees and stones were crushed into powder, and they were swept up in the air with the wind, and the dust was flying.

When the dust cleared, Wormwood was shocked to see the man in black standing on the only intact tree in sight, holding the white tiger demon who was grabbed by the back of his neck and frozen.

“......”

Is this tiger demon here to be funny......

Wormwood resisted the urge to hold her forehead, and stood up and ran without hesitation, without looking back at the tiger demon at all.

“......”

The white tiger demon Bai Zhuo himself also felt a shame that he had never felt before.

He is the young patriarch of the Tiger Demon Clan, the peak of the Transformation Realm, and he is also the best in the Demon Clan in terms of talent, and he has repeatedly crossed the level to kill the Great Transformation Realm cultivators of the Human Race, and he has been treated like this once upon a time!

This damn man in black!

Just as Bai Zhuo was accumulating spiritual power and was about to catch the man in black by surprise again, the man in black jumped down from the tree and put him on the ground, smoothing the hair on the top of his head with his palm.

Feeling the movement of the hand above his head, Bai Zhuo was furious.

Is this man really one of those pets who wags his tail at humans and begs for mercy?

The white tiger demon figure as big as an ordinary foal stood up and bit at the head of the man in black.

The man in black took a step back, easily dodged the white scorching tiger teeth, pasted a talisman on the tiger demon's head with his backhand, turned around and used his body to chase in the direction where the wormwood left, and the black figure only left a black spot in his sight in an instant.

The tiger demon who was imprisoned in place was simply crazy.

If it was an ordinary talisman, he didn't even think about it, but this one of the man in black was obviously not a mortal thing, and under his full impact, the spirit array in the talisman could crack a crack.

You have to rush away from the spirit rune, otherwise the woman who summoned her may not even have a little scum left.

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Ten miles away, Yang Youyi had just returned to the temporary residence where she and Wormwood were hiding from the search, and the moment she returned home, her nerves were relaxed, and physical and mental exhaustion swarmed her, drowning her completely.

"Whew-"

She slumped in her chair and let out a long breath.

Such a life...... I really don't know how much longer I can hold on.

She had only been sitting for a moment when she suddenly looked up at somewhere in the empty room, her brow furrowed.

How...... I just felt the breath of my ancestor?

“......”

How could Shizu suddenly come here?

Yang Youyi swept around the room with her divine sense.

Wormwood is not in ...... Oh no, nothing will happen, right?

Worried about the safety of her partner, Yang Youyi hurriedly flew towards the perceived place with her sword.