"Ahem-" Zhou Dashen coughed again and again, blood overflowed, obviously suffering serious internal injuries, smiled bitterly, looked at Fang Yan and said, "Fortunately, Poor Dao's life is hard enough, and he can't die." ”

Fang Yan's face showed a look of guilt, if he hadn't insisted on going his own way this time, he would not have had so many things in this god-killing mountain, and he had caused Zhou Dashen to accompany him many times and almost died, and said with an apologetic tone: "Don't worry, at least we are safe for the time being." ”

"Fellow Daoist, don't blame yourself, I actually thought of this infamous place for a long time, I don't blame you. Zhou Dashen seemed to see Fang Yan's thoughts, forced a smile and said, then looked at the sea of blood, and sighed: "It would be nice if it could be really safe—I'm afraid—"

Fang Yan knew what Zhou Dashen meant, and showed a smile that was more ugly than crying, how could he not know that there would definitely be no peace here?

What's more, on such a strange sea of blood, even those "walking dead" in the realm of saints dare not cross the place. Besides, in this Killing God Mountain, I'm afraid there is no place that can be truly safe, the deeper you go, the more dangerous it will be—maybe there will be greater danger in the next second, the lives of the two of you, in the face of all these dangers, are obviously so humble and fragile, any danger, you can easily take the lives of the two of you, and you can live until now, even if you look back, you have to say that you have great luck, and it is a miracle.

But everything has been regretted, even if you want to go back now, there is no way back, the only way to survive is to move forward!

would say this, just to comfort and comfort Zhou Dashen.

"Thank you. Fang Yan patted Zhou Dashen's shoulder gratefully, knowing that he wanted to make his heart feel a little better when he said this, and no longer be too pretentious, he looked up at the milky white stone that was still suspended above his head, which had been dull, and said to the little beast in his arms: "Qiuqiu, put it away." ”

The little beast obediently put away the milky white stone, and obediently hid in Fang Yan's clothes again, leaving a small head outside, looking curiously at the low and surging sea of blood, its eyes gurgling, it seemed that it was not at all shocked by the majesty of the sea of blood, let alone affected by the bloody and violent aura it exuded.

Taking a deep breath, Fang Yan adjusted his state of mind, and dragged Zhou Dashen's arm without letting go, at this time, Fang Yan can be said to be much stronger than Zhou Dashen's self-preservation ability, at such a life-and-death juncture, he couldn't take care of himself, he dragged Zhou Dashen all the way, which shows Fang Yan's affection and righteousness.

It is no exaggeration to say that if Fang Yan left Zhou Dashen alone, with the strange battle blood in his body, and the two great divine skills in his body, coupled with the magical little beast and the black dagger, his survival ability would be greatly improved, if he were someone else, I am afraid that he would have left his partner to survive by himself. But he didn't do it, and he didn't even think about it!

In his heart, he would rather drag his partner to die for a lifetime than abandon his partner to survive alone, this is stupid, and it is not a tenacious state of mind, not a personality charm that ordinary people do not have!

The figures of the two began to move slowly, rising taller, trying to stretch the distance as far away from the sea of blood as possible, but in the process of controlling the sky, the two of them were shocked again to find that above this sea of blood, there was an invisible energy shrouded, making it difficult for them to move, and it took a lot of effort to move slowly.

"This--the things in the Killing God Mountain are really not simple, and I don't know what is under this blood water, it is so weird, the energy fluctuations, it is really scary, and it has been boiling for a long time, is this really a sea of blood condensed by blood? If so, then what kind of terrifying power will the owner of these blood have, even the blood contains such power!" and Fang Yan glanced at each other, Zhou Dashen stretched out a slightly trembling palm to wipe the blood from his mouth, and said with a pale face.

"Well-I don't know how this Killing God Mountain was formed, it is unbelievable everywhere, full of dangers, no wonder it can be called one of the few dangerous places on the continent, this way, if we are not lucky to have a strange treasure to help, even if there is a saint realm, I am afraid it would have fallen here a long time ago." Fang Yan nodded heavily, his face full of fear.

"Fellow Daoist, if I can't get out alive, you must publicize my name, at least let the world know that I once shined in the Killing God Mountain, all the way through the level, shaking the layers of the saints, and going farther than those saints. Zhou Dashen looked back at the "walking dead" who had never dared to go beyond the slightest, and his heart fluttered again and again, and he was even more sure of the horror of this sea of blood, just now it was nine deaths and one life, and now I am afraid that I will die ten times if I don't get it right-

Fang Yan turned his head to look at Zhou Dashen, his heart was not tasteful, and he smiled bitterly: "Don't be so pessimistic, the Ten Thousand Evil Source Tree and so many saint corpses can't do anything to us, how can we be afraid of this sea of blood? Don't worry, none of us will die, we will definitely be able to get out alive." ”

After that, looking at Zhou Dashen's smile that was more ugly than crying, he also felt that this was a bit self-deceptive, sighed, and said in a low voice: "If even you can't hold on, how can I get out alive? Therefore, it is better to keep my life and go out alive to publicize your glorious deeds." ”

"Fellow Daoist, I can die, you can't die, and you won't die here. Zhou Dashen's face suddenly became firm, as if he was really as he said, he was absolutely sure that he would be able to keep Fang Yan immortal.

Fang Yan tugged at the corners of his mouth, thinking that Zhou Dashen was just talking casually to make himself feel relieved, so he didn't pay too much attention to it, and didn't pay attention to his expression, rubbing the little beast's head and saying: "Nothing has happened yet, let's not scare ourselves, we are not so easy to die, killing Shenshan will not take our lives!"

"I hope so. Zhou Dashen nodded, but he had already made a decision in his heart, and said silently: "If there is really that kind of mortal situation, I will definitely let you live, Fang Yan, you must not let us down, many people are waiting for your rise!" Thinking of this, Zhou Dashen's mind appeared again What the old man said when he left the sect, the layout of ten thousand years, no matter how much the price is paid, it can't be attributed to the loss, the mainland, can no longer wait for ten thousand years-

The hand holding Zhou Dashen's arm tightened, Fang Yan nodded heavily, and immediately, his face looked at the boundless sea of blood with a calm face, the other side of the sea of blood was covered by thick blood, and the specific width could not be seen at all, as if it was boundless, there would never be an end, the road ahead might be full of dangers, maybe ten deaths, but they had no choice but to move forward!

The tide of the sea of blood boiled, one after another, and the surging slapping sound continued to sound, which seemed to be majestic, and every sound seemed to hit the hearts of Fang Yan and the others, making the already nervous mood of the two even more panicked and unable to calm down.

used all their strength to move forward, but on this sea of blood, they were blocked by the inexplicable strange aura, so that their speed that should have been fast became extremely slow, and the time of ten breaths was only about a foot away, and it was not an exaggeration to say that it was a turtle speed, and the expressions on the faces of the two were fully revealed, and they all gritted their teeth and insisted, and their faces became even paler.

Time passed slowly, unconsciously, an hour had passed, and the figures of Fang Yan and the others slowly melted into the blood, in this difficult situation, they also flew out more than ten zhang away, and when they looked back, they couldn't see the "walking dead" standing on the edge of the hanging rock behind them, but they could feel a cold gaze coming from them, obviously they didn't leave.

In this hour, there was no change, everything was so calm, but the tide of the blood sea under the abyss was becoming more and more intense, and the energy in the blood sea was also more riotous, in Fang Yan's opinion, this should be a reaction that was getting closer and closer to the center of the blood sea.

"Huh-" Zhou Dashen's face was full of exhaustion, all the way between life and death, all the way to the tension, and his body was hit hard, and then moving forward in such a difficult environment, the pressure brought to him can be imagined, if it wasn't for Fang Yan grabbing him and saving him a lot of spiritual power output, I'm afraid he would soon be unable to hold on.

"Immeasurable Dao Venerable bless, keep it like this, don't have any accidents, your first thousands of generations of descendants can't withstand the blow-" Zhou Dashen squeezed out a pious look, shook against the void, kept chanting in his mouth, prayed again and again, and finally seemed to have recited even the blessing of the Buddha.

In this sinister environment, Fang Yan couldn't help but be amused by him and smiled bitterly, and said angrily: "You are a cultivator, what's the use of asking the Buddha? I haven't seen you usually put a stick of incense on him." ”

"Dao Zun and Buddha are both supreme beings of the two sects of Dao and Buddha, maybe they have a personal relationship - it is better to ask for it than not to ask for it. Zhou Dashen said matter-of-factly, not caring about Fang Yan's blow at all, and still talking reverently in his mouth.

Fang Yan looked at Zhou Dashen speechlessly, a little crying and laughing, muttering in his heart, is this god stick stupid? It can all be traced back to the personal relationship between two mythical characters-let's not talk about whether they really exist, even if they really exist, can they really be blessed if they ask for it? Wouldn't it be true that everyone will go to the Buddha and Dao Ancestor whenever they are in danger, and what kind of cultivation will they have-

"Chirp. Suddenly, the little beast in Fang Yan's arms struggled, desperately tilting its head out, its little paw pointing at the sea of blood below and calling vigorously, its tone was full of excitement, as if it had seen something very tempting to it.

Fang Yan and Zhou Dashen were both startled, and quickly turned their heads to look at the little beast, the little beast would be so excited, in Fang Yan's impression, it seemed to be the first time, without asking more, the two of them looked in the direction pointed by the little beast's paws, and when they vaguely saw the object that could make the little beast excited through the vast blood light, their faces changed suddenly, and at the same time they exclaimed: "That's - Zilan Demon Tang!"

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