Lang Junxi let out a long howl and became furious, his attack slowly messed up the rules, and the ghost wolf became more and more courageous, and his confidence was increased.

The deterrent effect of the wolf lord on him slowly disappeared, and Mi'er's eyes flashed with boundless hatred, and he kept attacking Lang Junxi, but Lang Junxi faced the phantoms of the many ghost wolves in front of him, but he never knew what to do.

Everyone wanted to come forward to help, but they were stopped by Lang Junxi again, and Lang Junxi said loudly to his subordinates: "No one is allowed to go up, I will get rid of this werewolf scum with my own hands, otherwise I will be the wolf master in vain." ”

After speaking, Lang Junxi poked his eyes violently and gouged out his eyeballs alive, and the werewolf soldiers couldn't help but scream, but Lang Junxi shouted and shut up!

People looked at Lang Junxi in horror, but they didn't make any more sound.

For a moment, this piece of heaven and earth was silent, and in this silence, Li Mingda suddenly felt the wail of the unjust soul and heard the mantra of the sacrifice, as if it was from another world.

Li Mingda was overjoyed, he knew that Dou Shiyin and Yun Miao must have found the maze at this moment, and had already pried open a gap in the maze, otherwise, the voice from another heaven and earth would not have reached here.

Jiang Xun also heard this voice, he secretly screamed that it was not good, and a panic suddenly passed through his heart, he noticed that there were two people missing in the enemy's camp, could it be that the two of them had already touched the maze?

Jiang Xun felt that he couldn't wait any longer, he had to quickly dispose of these people in front of him, and then rush to the maze to help the master.

Seeing that the great work is about to be completed, it can't be a failure!

Li Mingda's and Jiang Xun actually guessed correctly, at this time, Dou Shiyin and Yun Miao had really found the maze, and they were trying to penetrate the layers of fog, looking forward to finding Mo You's altar smoothly.

However, when Yun Miao completely entered the maze, she found herself feeling at the end of the world.

It's cloudy and sunny, sometimes foggy, sometimes clear; There is no distinction between up and down, you can walk on the earth or in the sky; There is not even a concept of time here, and the change of scenery does not need to be gradual and gradual, but rather arbitrary.

Yun Miao escaped in the realm of emptiness, but he could still feel that he was fluttering, without attachment, and it seemed too empty in the maze, so empty that people seemed to have lost themselves.

At this moment, Yun Miao suddenly felt that she was constantly retreating, and for some reason, she actually felt that she seemed to be able to hear the sound whistling in her ears.

Then, she saw herself sitting in the small cave of Lingquan Valley, she saw herself who was lying on the back of the phantom and passed out, she saw herself with her eyes closed in the mound of tears, she saw herself who was constantly twisted and torn apart in the dark, she saw herself who was knocked away by Mangsa's ink jade knife, and she saw herself who was constantly practicing in the Ethereal Peak.

Yun Miao suddenly realized that she was looking back on her life? Many years have passed, and my life has been a long time, but now I look at it, it is so pale and contentless.

I'm always practicing, fighting, and working hard, but what is this qiē for!

What does this world have to do with whom? I only have one life, and if I lose it, I will lose it, so why let this life suffer so much?

How long has it been since I stayed quietly for a while, didn't smile happily, and didn't swim and talk with my friends, in fact, in this land, except for the senior brother who is hot and cold to him, he doesn't seem to have any real friends who can touch his soul.

Deep down, I am so lonely, I haven't really loved, I don't seem to have really lived, from birth to now, I just float on a certain level of life, and I have never really integrated into life itself.

In the book, ordinary people like sorrow and joy, and they have never felt it.

In the past, it was pale, and in the future, my life will still be pale, and there is no real meaning in living.

Yun Miao felt that he was always involuntary and powerless in this world.

For a long time, her heart often swelled with deep self-blame, always thinking that if she was strong enough, this qiē would not have happened, and all this pain would not have appeared.

Yun Miao's heart is always angry because of incompetence, and desperate because of powerlessness.

These angers and despairs, which had been hidden deep in Yun Miao's heart, were suddenly released at this moment, and they could not hurt others, only themselves.

In front of Yun Miao's eyes, a thick black fog appeared, she felt disheartened, lifeless, she felt that life was gradually moving away from herself, and she was about to become a part of this darkness, submerged into the eternity of no longer perceiving.

A blood-red figure, in Yun Miao's consciousness, flickered faintly, and she tightly condensed Yun Miao's life force, making Yun Miao unable to disperse.

Let go of me, let go of me. Yun Miao cried impatiently, reached out and drew his sword, and put it on her neck at once.

Yun Miao fell into darkness, but as soon as the consciousness of seeking death flashed, the form of the battlefield in the psychic village immediately found a huge change.

The ghost wolf, which was already at a disadvantage, seemed to have suddenly gained some kind of mysterious power, and became fierce and strong again, attacking extremely fiercely, and dodging was light and ingenious, so that Lang Junxi, who was blind, couldn't identify his direction for a while.

Jiang Xun's face had been gloomy, and at this time, a slight smile suddenly appeared, he pressed forward step by step, while Li Mingda retreated again and again.

The disciples of the Psychic Sect also suddenly became energetic and extremely brave, and they pounced all the way, chasing the disciples of the Vientiane Sect far away at once, and they were about to impact the crowd in front of them.

At this moment, the golden rays of the crowd also became dim and blurred, swaying and flickering, like a candle in the wind, as if it would be extinguished at any time.

A bright, ice-blue light pierced through the thick black fog, and the clouds that were about to suffocate, took a deep breath, slowly regained consciousness, and the deep chill on her neck made her smell the breath of danger, and she suddenly became alert, and her consciousness was completely awake at once.

At this time, Yun Miao realized that she didn't know when, she had tightly put the knife on her neck. Yun Miao suddenly broke out in a cold sweat, she couldn't figure out how she was so confused just now that she was bent on death!

And the person who grabbed himself to death must be bloody!

Sister, are you alright? Dou Shiyin's voice came, with warm concern and anxiety, distant but clear.

Senior brother, I'm fine, where are you!