Originally, after Bai Shuang and the others escaped from the Netherworld, they resumed their respective cultivation after a few days, and were about to go to the Netherworld Pool again to help Mo Chen who was in danger, but they didn't expect that after just a few steps, they encountered a beast tide that was rare in a hundred years in the secret realm. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Although everyone was strong, they couldn't resist the invasion of the beast tide, and finally had to choose to evacuate this place, but the beast tide lasted for half a month, and when the beast tide gradually receded, Bai Shuang and the others hurried to the netherworld pool.

Who knew that there was no trace of this netherworld pool, leaving only the shattered earth and the intact netherworld pool.

Everyone thought that Mo Chen had died at the hands of the six-clawed beast, but Bai Shuang didn't believe it, because under her strong perception, she found that there was a trace of extremely strong aura other than Mo Chen, and this breath was none other than Xie Tianyu.

Maybe ordinary people can't know who the owner of this wisp of breath is, but Bai Shuang was once a person who fought with Xie Tianyu, how could he not know?

Coupled with the shattered earth around her and the chaotic spiritual power fluctuations in the air, she concluded that Mo Chen must have fought with Xie Tianyu and did not die at the hands of the six-clawed beast.

Based on this last residual breath, White Frost finally found the location where the breath finally dissipated in the Netherworld Pool, but after searching the entire Netherworld Pool, she still didn't find Mo Chen.

However, she didn't give up, but quietly observed this extremely dark netherworld pool, which made her think of another lake that she and Mo Chen had fallen into together before, and she had a faint feeling that Mo Chen and Xie Tianyu were very likely to enter the land of inheritance through this netherworld pool.

Therefore, she took advantage of the temptation of the land of inheritance to gather everyone to enter the unknown space at the bottom of the lake, and this is why everyone fought against the stone giants together.

As for Yao Mingming and the others, whose strength was originally at the peak of the Spirit Wheel Realm, after half a month, they naturally entered the Spirit Realm, and as for the White Frost Fang Xun, the natural strength of the two was even more amazing.

Even so, everyone still couldn't break through the siege of this stone man, these stone people were of average strength, but they were very weird, they couldn't completely annihilate them, and their spiritual power was limited, and sooner or later they would be consumed to death by these stone people, which made Fang Xun and the others retreat.

"Senior Sister Bai, although the inheritance place is important, you still have to have a life to enter it." Li Mu, who was beside Fang Xun, waved a palm, repelled a stone giant, and muttered to Bai Shuang to dissuade.

Bai Shuang glanced at Li Mu lightly, and did not speak, but turned around and fought with those stone giants again, and one after another swords swung out from the long sword in her hand, with great momentum.

Yao Zhiming's blood-red eyes flashed slightly, and he said with a hideous expression: "Since she insists on seeking death, then it's no wonder that we can't blame." ”

As soon as the words fell, I saw Yao Mingming's soles of his feet suddenly step, and then the whole person shot towards the rear, and in an instant, he broke away from the encirclement of the stone giant.

Standing in the distance, he quietly looked at Bai Shuang and the others who still hadn't left, and said viciously: "Idiot." ”

His strength was originally the lowest among the eight, and it was not bad to fight with those stone giants, let alone want to crush them, it was wishful thinking, and these stone giants were even more immortal, and if he stayed for a while, his little life would be left there.

Yao Mingzhi turned around, and then the whole person turned into a ray of blood and galloped away.

At this moment, Fang Xun's gaze turned to Yao Mingming, who had already left, his brows furrowed slightly, not knowing what to think.

"Sword Domain!!"

"Open!!

Just as Fang Xun was pondering, a cold voice suddenly came from his side, and when he heard this voice, his complexion suddenly changed, and his eyes stared at the source of the voice.

Rumble!!

With the sound of this voice, the long sword of the white frost was suddenly suspended in the air, and a blue light suddenly rose into the sky, and at the same time, one after another terrifying sword qi swam wildly in the air, as if to cut the space, and countless sword qi formed a special domain boundary, which was shrouded in almost all the stone giants.

Fang Xun's complexion changed suddenly, and he hurriedly shouted, "No, this will only consume your spiritual power more quickly!" ”

White Frost was quietly suspended in the air, under the shroud of the sword domain, the countless stone giants around him continued to shatter, he ignored Fang Xun's words, his beautiful eyes just quietly looked at the end that was not far in front of him, and the light flashed in it, accompanied by an extremely firm thought.

At this moment, a pale color slowly floated up his cheeks, and the white frost gently pursed his lips, and murmured in his heart: "Mo ...... Dust ......"

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On a huge blood-colored earth, bursts of disgusting blood mixed with scorching gas spread out, and in the distance, huge volcanoes continued to erupt, which looked very spectacular.

A tattered figure lay quietly on the blood-colored dirt, surrounded by strange grasses that were blood-red and emitted wisps of fire visible to the naked eye.

This figure is naturally none other than Mo Chen, he is still lying here motionless for three days, although he was unable to use spiritual power when he first landed, but it was not so weak, but there was a large amount of poisonous gas on the ground, and the rich death qi continued to diffuse and seep into his body, which caused his body to be so weak.

A huge pain came from his body, trying to drown Mo Chen again and again like a tide, but Mo Chen's expression was still calm, just quietly looking at the turbid sky, his eyes were dim, as if he didn't care about the pain at all.

Maybe for ordinary people, these pains are enough to tear people's hearts, but as everyone knows, once Mo Chen was reduced to a wasted person, and experienced countless times of spiritual energy washing and shattering the huge pain of the meridians, and the pain in front of him was already a small thing for him.

The sky here, although cloudy, had an aura that Mo Chen had never felt before, staring quietly, and there were bursts of light in his dark eyes.

As time passed, countless poisonous gases and dead gases continued to seep into his body, causing his clothes to decay, and on his body, extremely ugly pustules continued to be generated.

But Mo Chen seemed to be completely unaware of these, allowing his body to continue to fester, he always lay there quietly, looking at the sky, not knowing what he was thinking.

Time passed slowly, and in the blink of an eye, three days passed, and at the dusk of the third day, the dead and poisonous gases that existed between the heavens and the earth began to slowly dissipate, although they did not completely dissipate, but they were already very thin.

Just as Mo Chen's eyes suddenly flashed, and he was about to make a move, his ears moved slightly, and his eyes entered the previous dimness again.

In a short time, there were a number of footsteps from a distance, and they were seven or eight thin men, each of whom carried a corpse, and seemed to pass by from a distance at a gallop.

Suddenly, the leader of these men, a middle-aged man with thin skin and bones, but his eyes were extremely bright and shining, this man was carrying a decomposing corpse, and his steps paused, and as his steps stopped, the seven people behind him also stopped at the same time.

The middle-aged man was wearing a black robe, which looked torn in many places, and was extremely wide, which was obviously not the person's own clothing.

As he paused, the black-robed middle-aged man's eyes flashed, and he looked at Mo Chen who was lying in the distance, and at the same time as he looked at it, a person behind him put down the corpse he was carrying and went straight to Mo Chen.

Its speed is so fast, the distance of hundreds of zhang is approaching in an instant, a wave of investigation, swirling on its body, this is a thin middle-aged man, this man is skinny, with a slumped body, after coming to Mo Chen's side, he looked at Mo Chen's plain eyes, grinned:

"Captain, there's another sacrifice here that can be sacrificed to the gods, especially since he's not dead yet......"

Mo Chen looked indifferently at the thin middle-aged man in front of him, his body couldn't move, and the festering of his face made him look no longer a young man, but more like an old man with an aging face.

In particular, the pustules in many places on the body look even more shocking.

As everyone knows, if no one disturbs him, with Mo Chen's current physical state, it will take another half a month, then he can adapt to the climate here, recover from his injuries, and resume his actions.

As for the poisonous gases, although they were amazing, they did not hurt his roots, and they kept colliding in Mo Chen's body, which seemed miserable, but in fact there was not much harm.

For him, the biggest damage was that the death qi here was too thick, and countless dead qi entered his body, causing his physical body to be almost lifeless.

But every three days at dusk, the poisonous gas and death gas in this place will dissipate somewhat, which is the opportunity for Mo Chen to recover his body, but he was interrupted by these people in front of him.

As the old man's words came out, the figures of the seven people in the distance flashed, and they approached Mo Chen's side in an instant, and the speed of the arrival of these seven people made Mo Chen's eyes shrink slightly.

These seven people, except for the person who was the leader, the strength of the aura of the rest of them was comparable to Li Mu and the others who had fought against him.

As for the black-robed man who was the leader, it could be seen that the coercion emanating from his body showed that this person's strength was comparable to the peak of the third order of the Spirit Spirit Realm, and it seemed that he was even stronger than the previous Fang Xun.

Although it was nothing to Mo Chen, who was at the peak of his strength, what he thought of was that in this inexplicable place, how many people would be like this, and how many people would be stronger than him?!!

The most important thing is that Mo Chen's injuries at this moment are extremely serious, and he needs to be recuperated as soon as possible, otherwise when the death poison is strong after dusk, he will die without these people's actions.

At this moment, the black-robed middle-aged man leaned down and stretched out his right hand to slowly touch Mo Chen's chest.

Shout!

The moment the black-robed middle-aged man's hand touched the latter, an imperceptible green light flashed quietly within Mo Chen's pupils.

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