After more than 3,000 spins and repetitions, the barren sky has become paralyzed by the upside down of the stomach, and he has gradually become accustomed to this feeling of helplessness. At this time, there is a sign of the end of the glaucoma channel.

I saw that the last turn turned sharply, and Wasteland's body slammed into the inner wall of the Qingguang Channel, making a muffled thud, and then his entire body began to fall uncontrollably. He moved his right arm, which had been sore from the pain, and turned slightly sideways in the air, looking down at him.

It was a deep black hole, with a black mist swaying at its edges, relentlessly devouring the light around it, obstructing anyone from probing and making it impossible to see what was inside.

Arato knew that it was definitely not a wise move to enter such a place of unknown origin, but his spiritual power seemed to be suppressed by an invisible force, and he couldn't use it even a bit. Seeing that the distance from the black hole was getting closer and closer, he did not panic, and he looked very open, looking not afraid of the sky or the earth.

In fact, he knew in his heart that fear was a useless manifestation, and he had been living in the absolute despair and helplessness that seemed to outsiders since he was born, but he never gave up anything. If he was still afraid of death, that sacrifice of the Flame eliminated the last trace of fear in his heart.

He may be shocked, panicked, and even sometimes scrambled, but he will never elevate them to fear.

The moment you fall into the black hole, a large black mist is splashed and churns on the surface of the black hole. He felt as if he had fallen on the clouds, fluttering lightly without a deep touch.

But immediately he was slapped in the face, and after a few breaths, his back seemed to fall to the ground. I only felt that my body had hit a piece of divine gold solidly, and there was a click in my back, and a strong pain exploded from my back, and it quickly spread in all directions in my body like an electric current.

Arathia endured the pain, supported his body and sat up, and then snapped his fingers lightly with his left hand, and a red flame ignited from his palm.

The darkness was dispelled by the spread of the fire, and the surroundings gradually lit up. But before Aratian could carefully explore the environment, at this time, the black hole above the sky actually fell again, and he couldn't dodge and was directly treated as a human sandbag, and once again hit the ground with his back, and at this moment, the hole in the air also disappeared strangely.

"Ahem, ahem. ”

After a few dry coughs, Araita thought that he was really a little unlucky, and helplessly propped up his body that was about to fall apart, approached him with the flame in his left hand, and looked at the person pressing on him through the light from the flame.

The man sat up slowly, gently rubbed the back of his head with his right hand, slightly straightened the broken hair on his forehead, and opened his eyes to look around.

"Li'er?" "Aratian saw clearly that the person in him was none other than Yanli.

"Didn't you let you in the back first?, why did you come in too?" Araita gently rubbed her hair with his hand and asked with concern, "How is it?"

Yan Li's big eyes blinked, tilted his head to look at the barren sky, thought for a moment, and shook his head stupidly.

"Is this a stupid fall? No, didn't it fall on me?"

Looking forward, I inadvertently saw the bare calves of the glaze. Like the white lotus root by the pool, it is snow-white and slender, the outer side is straight and the inner line is beautiful, without a trace of excess fat, and the skin that can be broken by blowing seems to drip water with a light touch.

Huang Tian only felt that the blood in his body was surging, and his face was as hot as a lot of chili peppers, and he didn't dare to look up at Yan Li.

"Why are you red, are you sick?" Yan Li looked at the smiling face that was flushed with the sky, and lowered his head without saying a word, a little worried in his heart, so he reached out and touched his forehead.

This touch is not tight in normal times, but at this time, Huangtian's heart is agitated, and as soon as the slender jade hand of the dead glass touches his skin, the soft touch is still slightly warm. It felt like he had been struck by the most violent thunderbolt in the thunderstorm, his hair stood on end, his body was covered with goosebumps, and his nose was hot, and it felt as if something was flowing out.

He didn't think much of it, he reached out and wiped it off his nose. With this wipe, a piece of blood red spread directly out on his face.

"Why are you still bleeding!" said Yan Li, who couldn't sit still, afraid that he would crush him, so he quickly got off his body, knelt beside him, took out a delicate handkerchief from his arms and gently wiped it on his face.

Huang Tian was suspicious in his heart, raised the hand he had just wiped and looked at it, only to see a pool of blood on the back of his hand, and then he knew that he had a nosebleed. He quickly sat up and wiped his nose carelessly.

But the handkerchief of the dead glass just reached his nose, and the faint body fragrance was inhaled along his nostrils. It is a sweet, but very fragrant taste, like rape flowers swaying in the spring breeze, like lotus petals swirling by the pond in summer, like the fiery red on the maple trees under the bleak autumn season, and like the proud cold plum dotted with snow in winter. Wasteland's mind buzzed, and it went blank, and he felt that this might be the best smell in the world.

As a result, the nosebleeds flowed more and more, and at his feet they became a meandering stream, which made a small pool in the distance, no, it should be a small pool of blood.

It is also thanks to his vigorous blood and blood that he bleed so much at once, and ordinary people would have turned pale and started to go into shock.

After a while, Huangtian couldn't stand it anymore, and felt that his body was a little floating. So, he quickly stood up and took a few big steps back, and when he saw this, he felt a little strange and hurried to follow.

"Don't, Li'er, don't come here yet!" Aratian hurriedly covered his nose with one hand, and waved back and forth in front of him with the other hand, preventing Yanli from approaching him.

Puzzled, she listened to him and didn't come closer. Seeing this, Huang Tian finally breathed a sigh of relief, closed his eyes, and tried his best to calm his heart, and the heroic words of the sages flashed in his mind one by one.

"Color is emptiness, and emptiness is color. ”

"There is also a way to climb the mountain, but Xu Xing does not hesitate. ”

"The spring color is annoying and I can't sleep, and the moon moves the flower shadow on the railing. ”

......

Sure enough, after a while, Huangtian's heart calmed down, and the nosebleed stopped, so he wiped the remaining blood stains indiscriminately.

"Can I go over now?" said Avenida with wide eyes.

"Wait a minute, you get under your skirt first, and you'll see what kind of body it is. Huang Tian caught a glimpse of the small part of the lower leg still exposed in the dead glass, and seemed to be a little distracted in his heart, and hurriedly shouted loudly.

Yan Li looked at her lower body, then pouted, and arranged her skirt full of grievances. After doing all this, the desolate genius slowly walked towards the dead glass.

"You scared me to death just now, why did you have so many nosebleeds. Yan Li quietly looked at the face of the desolate sky and asked tentatively.

Huangtian was actually still a little embarrassed, and there was still a blush on his cheeks that had not yet receded, and he waved his hand to signal not to tighten.

Seeing that he didn't want to talk about it, Yan Li didn't bother with it anymore, and casually changed the topic: "What kind of place is this, why is it so dark?"

The barren sky was interrupted by the glaze before, and he didn't have time to look around carefully. So he clasped his hands together without saying a word, and at the same time, several fist-sized red fireballs appeared out of thin air behind him. I saw him wave his hand slightly, and the fireball behind him and the flames in his palm flew out lightly, and the firelight emitted finally showed the true appearance of this dark space in front of the two of them.

This is an endless red continent, and the red sand and stones seem to be dyed red by blood lines. In the distance, the ground was a little white, and there was a hill that was neither too high nor too low, and the hill seemed to be wriggling, and there were black shadows flashing back and forth on the hill making a rattling sound.

There was nothing in the air, nothing but darkness, and the hole with the strange black mist from earlier was nowhere to be seen.

The two of them were a little curious to see if there were any other living beings, so they walked slowly towards the hill.

When they slowly approached the hill, the two of them realized that the white ground was actually caused by countless snow-white debris covering the ground, and the hill turned out to be a mountain of bones made of countless corpses.

A murderous aura emanated from the bodies of the two of them, and looking at the countless white skeletons, like a gift from the god of death, couldn't help but send chills down the spine.

At this moment, the loud bang began to sound from the bone mountain again, and I saw pieces of debris rolling down from the mountain, falling to the ground at a rapid speed due to gravity, falling to pieces, and those splashed debris scattered around, laying a white carpet for the red earth.

A snow-white hand bone popped out of the mountain of bones, followed by a full arm propped up from it, and then a bulge appeared, and a large number of corpses fell from the bulge. As more and more corpses fell, huge skeletons appeared in front of the two of them.

Some are flying, some are standing on their feet, and some are running on all fours.

The skeletons looked lifeless, but a wisp of green fire suddenly rose from their dark eyes, and they moved.

The huge skeleton turned their stiff heads to look at the two of them, and the faint green fire was about to beat and erupt, like a beast made of bones. And in the distance, there are more skeletons coming out of the mountain of bones and converging towards this side.

Wasteland protected the glass behind him, and a murderous aura poured out from his side and swept forward into a violent wind. Huangtian didn't dare to slack off in the slightest, and the memory of the last time he was besieged by Shi Ling was vivid. And after a few months, his strength is no longer the same as in the past, but the shadow of that battle still lingers in his heart.

Finally, the bone beast at the head couldn't hold it back, stomped its feet hard, and its whole body rose into the air, and the huge bone wings opened out from behind it, and it turned out to be a bone bird. A terrible roar came out of its mouth, turning into an invisible sound that echoed through the world. Then I saw its wings shook, and it flew towards the two of them with teeth and claws. And a group of huge bone beasts behind it seemed to be summoned by the bone bird, and they all rose up one after another, not willing to lag behind, and rushed towards the two of them closely after it.

Hundreds of bone beasts were pressed in black, like a flood that burst the embankment, sweeping away countless corpse fragments and smoke and dust billowing in the sky.

Looking at the scene of the sky falling in front of him, there was no fluctuation in the eyes of the barren sky, he waved his big hand, a huge wave of fire appeared behind him, the sound of burning flames crackled, he looked coldly at the menacing bone soldiers, and said fiercely.

"It's a good time, today, I'm going to shame you guys!"