"What is this!" Waving his hands, Feng Xiaoxiao's face sank, the sharp mans in his black eyes flickered, and he subconsciously clenched his hands.

Trying to take a few steps, looking at the towering tree in front of him, Feng Xiaoxiao carved an X on the trunk from his sword, and then walked forward, carving the letter X as long as he touched the tree. In an hour's time, Feng Xiaoxiao returned to the original place again, and the X on the trunk was carved by her own hand, how could it be wrong?

When she looked up, the dense letters of X were all over the trunk, and she circled around, but she couldn't even get out of here!

"Formation!" The only thing she couldn't understand in this world was this kind of thing. When you go in, you don't want to go out.

I couldn't help but take a breath of cold air, the cold light in Feng Xiaoxiao's eyes suddenly appeared, and he said, "Uncle, do you know how to get out?" ”

The sea of consciousness was completely sealed, and no matter what kind of call Feng Xiaoxiao called outside, there was no way to transmit the sound. She anxiously pinched the map in her hand, could it be that she had been trapped in this kind of place all the time?

The sound of "buzzing ......" broke through the air at once, as if it pierced Feng Xiaoxiao's eardrums like a sharp flute, and shook her eardrums.

At the moment when she covered her ears, the white figure stood quietly behind her like a ghost. Slowly gloved fingers reached out and pressed towards her shoulders.

"Who!" The hairs on her whole body stood up, and Feng Xiaoxiao turned back violently, but there was silence behind her, where was there anyone, just when Feng Xiaoxiao exhaled and turned back, the ghost-faced fangs appeared in front of her eyes. Whoever is scared like this when they are nervous will panic.

Subconsciously, Feng Xiaoxiao's fist had been raised, and it smashed against the face in front of him.

However, the big cold hand was gently squeezing Feng Xiaoxiao's wrist, and a hoarse voice came from his throat, a little low and laborious. "It's my ......" is two simple words, but it is extremely blunt.

The voice......

Raising his head and looking at the mask, Feng Xiaoxiao couldn't help but be stunned, isn't this the person who has been ghosted in the Feng Mansion, the ghost king with a blue face and fangs!

"Hey, why are you here!" Seeing his acquaintance, how could Feng Xiaoxiao not be excited, and hurriedly held the cold hands of the ghost king.

The ghost king was obviously also frightened by Feng Xiaoxiao's enthusiasm, he hurriedly pulled out his hands, turned his back to Feng Xiaoxiao, pointed to the road ahead, and said in a low voice: "Go ......"

Feeling the difficulty of the ghost king's words, Feng Xiaoxiao also sighed, following the ghost king's side, wherever he goes, she will go. After only eight steps, the field of vision immediately became wider, and the trees around him returned, and there was no thick fog. On a tree, Feng Xiaoxiao carved hundreds of X's, and the others were similar to her, standing in one place and circling in circles, unable to get out at all.

How could they enter the formation, "Ghost King, you ......" was about to call the Ghost King for help, but Feng Xiaoxiao found that the white figure just now had already disappeared! I'm going, is she hallucinating, the person who was still here just now actually disappeared in a blink of an eye?

At the very least, I'm leaving!

Feng Xiaoxiao pouted, but the next moment, her gaze was attracted to the past, under the big stone in front of her, there were countless white bones piled up, there were humans, there were demonic beasts, and the seemingly chaotic stones actually hid mysteries. Feng Xiaoxiao had heard it a long time ago, the formation in ancient times could form a formation with every flower and tree, but she didn't expect to be met by her this time.

And among the white bones, a bright red grass stood, and strangely on its blades, a wisp of black anger flickered. The Burning Sky Scales, just like the scale armor of a fish, are only one piece, the size of a palm, and the whole body is red, as if it is burning the sky, so it is called the Burning Sky Scales.

This kind of thing grows in a place where the anger is heavy, and it is a good treasure that many forging masters need, mixed with such a strong thing, smelted and injected into the weapon, which can make the weapon more sharp and bloodthirsty, and can suppress the opponent in terms of momentum alone. The more advanced the Burning Sky Scale, the more semicircular lines it has on its leaves.

Feng Xiaoxiao originally thought that such a Burning Sky Scale had absorbed so much anger, and there should be a lot of semi-circular lines on it, but what she didn't expect was that there was only a small semicircle on the blade of this Burning Sky Scale.

"I remember that it was recorded in the book that blood was used to nourish the device. If the evil energy in the weapon is too heavy, it will turn against the master, so it will become extremely fierce. And if you want to use such a weapon, you must be fed with blood. Once you join the Burning Sky Scales, the weapon may be addicted to the master, and the consequences are unimaginable. Taking a breath of cold air, Feng Xiaoxiao stretched out his hand to throw away the white bones below and took out the Burning Sky Scale directly.

Although this thing grows well, it is dependent on the pile of bones, like grass in the cracks of stones, and it only needs to be pulled out slightly.

"Strange, why am I standing here?"

"Where's the fog, huh?"

"Xiaoice, where did you go, why did we all get separated?"

At the moment when the scales of the burning sky were raised, the people who were circling around the trunk of the tree immediately came to their senses and looked ahead with some blankness.

Shaking the Burning Sky Scale in his hand, Feng Xiaoxiao smiled: "It's okay, I got the Burning Sky Scale, Brother Yi Shan, give it." ”

"Burning Sky Scales, this ......" The eyeballs in his eyes were about to pop out, Yi Shan hurriedly reached out to catch the thing given by Feng Xiaoxiao, and asked in surprise: "This, this is impossible, aren't there spirit beasts guarding near the Burning Sky Scales, why are you ......?"

"Is there one? I saw it here, so I pulled it out......" Feng Xiaoxiao looked at the person in front of her helplessly, but she also wondered, how could this thing be so easy to get her hands on?

Next to the other pool, the white figure sat on the ground, looking up at the blue sky overhead. At his feet, the flaming bull who had been beaten to the point of breathing only breath could only breathe, his eyes widened, and his whole body was dripping with blood and covered with wounds.

"Old, let's be honest......" He said these words with difficulty, he slowly got up, and turned his head indifferently.

The figure leaning on the trunk of the tree looked at the ghost king indifferently, and said coldly: "I haven't seen you for a long time, something that is not a person or a ghost." ”

"Well, no." The ghost king got up indifferently, not paying attention to the people over there at all.

If Feng Xiaoxiao is here, he will definitely find that the figure in the trunk of the tree is none other than a burning stick! The cold light in his eyes flickered, and he looked at the ghost king and sneered: "Unexpectedly, the people of the Xuanyuan family actually sent you here, why, do you want to protect the last king bloodline of your Xuanyuan family?" ”

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