The sky was dark and oppressive, and lightning and thunder roared.

But in an instant, heavy rain poured down, with a sour smell, and poured down on the head.

Ji Chunbo subconsciously sacrificed his self-defense cover, and then saw the raindrops falling on the charred ground, smashing a pit, and then the fusion of the rain and the land, there was a nourishing green smoke, rolling white foam, and the air was full of pungent smell.

It's rotten rain!

Ji Chunbo immediately realized.

I secretly said bad in my heart, I never thought that I would choose such a ghost place.

This rotten rain is the most powerful, silent, invisible, and nowhere to avoid, this water is highly poisonous, and the flesh and blood stained are all gone, if it is not removed in time, it can also erode the soul.

This place, you can see at a glance, vast and flat, there is not even a place to shelter from the wind and rain, if you rely on the protective cover of your own Xuanqi, I am afraid that it will not last long.

Ji Chunbo is now struggling, if he wants to get out, there is no way out, and if he wants to enter, the road ahead is even more difficult.

I can only close my eyes and my heart horizontally, and fight.

Nine people entered the star gate and entered the inner perimeter.

Except for Luo Hengbo, who was relaxed, almost none of the other eight people felt well.

Of course, Luo Hengbo doesn't know at this moment, he just thinks that this inner circumference is really good, and when you come in, there will be treasures all over the ground, as long as you pick it up.

Especially, he also picked it up, uh, no, and found the Nine Days Scroll, although he ran away, wasn't he still chasing? It's your own to catch up!

It's just that these nine days volume, small size, fast speed, it is estimated that he is familiar with the terrain, and when he left the small courtyard, he was suddenly a white fog.

You can only see five fingers when you stretch out your hand, and you can't see anything within a radius of fifty meters, and the visibility is extremely low.

If it weren't for the fact that the old man of Tianshu saw the opportunity quickly and locked the breath of the nine volumes, he was afraid that as soon as he left the small courtyard, Luo Hengbo would only be blind.

According to the hint of the old man in Tianshu, Luo Hengbo was in the vast white mist, slowly groping, vigilant in his heart, although the falling moon shirt had a bad temper, but at the critical moment, after perceiving the master's situation, he was also very knowledgeable and on guard.

After passing through the white fog area without any danger, I smelled a fishy smell coming to my nose, but the vision in front of me was broadened, and I saw at a glance that the white auspicious clouds were going extremely fast, like meteors.

And in the direction he ran, a person stood there like that, his momentum stopped in the abyss, and he was arrogant......

Besides, Mo Ziqing finally killed more than a dozen skull dragons, and before he had time to take a breath, he felt that an object behind him flew towards him at an extremely fast speed.

Under the conditioned reflex, there was no time to turn back, and the soul sealing spear in his hand had already come out of his hand, mixed with the color of wind and thunder, and the boundless sharp energy only rushed over.

I heard a "Zheng" sound, and the soul sealing gun seemed to have touched something, and the two things hit each other, with a crisp sound, and then something fell to the ground.

When I turned around, I saw a white auspicious cloud-shaped jade Ruyi falling to the ground.

It's just that he didn't care at all, because he actually saw the cross-wave girl?

Could it be a dream? Mo Ziqing almost doubted his eyes.

However, when she took a fancy to the smiling woman, her eyes were full of longing and rushed to her, and the corners of Mo Ziqing's mouth couldn't help but bloom a smile.

I and the girl, sure enough, there is fate! It was only a day after entering the inner perimeter, and they met again.

As soon as he thought of it, Luo Hengbo had already thrown himself into his arms, like a milk swallow returning to the forest, and plunged into Mo Ziqing's arms.