Be careful not to step on someone's remains, or become a magic weapon for scrap or something. Pen, Fun, Pavilion www.biquge.info Yang Wenyao and Ink are both difficult and difficult. I don't know what kind of tragic battle was experienced here, Yang Wenyao looked at the deep rifts and huge pits. Occasionally, there are a few plants that can grow without sunlight. appeared in her field of vision.

Such a scene, desolate and lonely. Yang Wenyao walked cautiously with the ink.

The whole battlefield seems to be very large, with Yang Wenyao's eyesight, she can't see where to look at such a scene, Yang Wenyao is a little helpless, she is still thinking about her parents, and she doesn't plan to go to the end of the battlefield like this. Although my parents are probably safe from my own experience, I have not received accurate information in the end.

"Mo Zun, I said that you are simply derelict in your duties. As the Holy Lord of Kou Zhixing, you didn't even notice that such a big danger was left here. Probably because the surroundings were too quiet, Yang Wenyao's voice seemed a little empty, but there was no response, weird and quiet.

"Can this broken place be automatically recognized?" Ink remembered the townspeople he asked before, and his heart was stuffed with wood, and others came and sent them back safe and sound. When they came, they fell into such a place.

Hearing the words of ink, Yang Wenyao suddenly remembered that He You and Yang Zheng were just because of this that they fell in like them. If that's right, this should be a secret place.

Yang Zheng and He You, Yang Wenyao taught them the operation route of the exercises, and over the years, the husband and wife have never slackened off, which has caused the ability of the husband and wife to change from the original awakening ability to spiritual power. If this is the case, then it is easy to explain why the residents were sent back intact, while the Yangzheng couple were missing.

Yang Wenyao silently cursed the person who designed the way to enter the secret realm. If it was usual, Yang Wenyao would be nothing. However, Yang Wenyao imagined He You's reaction when he saw these corpses. Why do you have a deep sense of powerlessness in the Heavenly Dao?

Yang Wenyao and Ink chatted with each other. Looking at the endless stretch of corpse bones, I have a little headache.

Cautiously looking at a bone, Yang Wenyao turned his head and looked at the ink, "We can't do this." I always felt that something was wrong, you realize...... Yes!! ”

Ink, who was originally listless, breathed a sigh of relief when he saw this scene. If it was Yang Wenyao who turned her head and caused her to fall into the pit, the ink didn't believe it. Because no matter how you look at the ink, there are no pits in front of you, no holes. Recalling the last place Yang Wenyao stepped on, the ink shone on it.

I was dizzy for a while, and sure enough, there was something wrong with this place.

Yang Wenyao didn't know at all, and the ink also came down according to her appearance. If she knew, she would definitely warn Ink, dear, don't abuse herself......

The ground is full of fine fragments of various precious stones, rare metals, etc. If it was usual, Yang Wenyao would have to take a serious look, but she couldn't bear to fall from the sky and fall on this fine stone, even if she was at the peak of the fourth layer of physical cultivation, she couldn't help but gasp in pain.

Standing up, Yang Wenyao couldn't help but be glad that she didn't land face down, otherwise, even if she wasn't disfigured, she was afraid that she would be blind. Sharp and sharp gemstones, covered in fine pieces. The whole ground is bejeweled.

Looking up inadvertently, Yang Wenyao saw a black shadow, and when she couldn't react, she didn't have time to pad the ink with anything, so she could only use her hands to pull the ink.

Ink looked at Yang Wenyao with murderous intent with a wry smile, it was really not up to him to decide what kind of posture he would fall in, especially when his spiritual power was gone. So dear, don't stare at it, okay? How tired are you......

Yang Wenyao's hand was dislocated when he received the ink. As a monk, such a humiliating way of being injured made Yang Wenyao speechless. She just wants to save some spiritual power to keep her safe, is she wrong? Why punish her like this? Heavenly way, you come out!!

"Tsk, this secret realm is quite rich." Watching Yang Wenyao eat Dan and straighten his dislocated hand, Ink also forgot about the previous self-esteem setback. That doesn't seem like a bad thing. Well, this is a typical example of the ink of the transformation of the saint, who is used to living a high life and wants to experience the days of small ** silk.

"Little girl, go and pick up that little black stone." Listening to the duplex of the two, I was helpless. Yang Wenyao was also speechless about the elusiveness of hearing people and Mo Feng. What the hell are you going to make a fuss?

According to the instructions of the Wenren Mo Feng, Yang Wenyao carefully looked for the black stone that the Wenren Mo Feng said in the gem pile, but found that it was found in a long time, and it stands to reason that the black stone should be easy to find among the various colored gems, and Yang Wenyao did not use his divine sense, after all, the previous consumption had not been completely recovered. Now I haven't found it for a long time, isn't it a bit embarrassing.

"Don't you have that or something? Is that your light brain? Take a picture with it. "For high-tech, there are some incompetent Wen people, Mo Feng is still a little uncomfortable when it comes to light brains. But it did not prevent Yang Wenyao from understanding.

After turning on the light brain according to what Mo Feng said, take a picture of the ground. Seeing the scene on the ground made Yang Wenyao's face pale. So everything before was her hallucination? Including wounds?

Yang Wenyao didn't know whether to be disgusted at this moment to lie on top of a pile of bugs, or to be glad that she didn't have the greed to put these gems away. While hurriedly stepping on the gem (bug?) ) on the foot retracted. Luckily there is also a clean place.

Looking at Yang Wenyao's actions, the ink was a little strange, and after seeing the things on Yang Wenyao's light screen, he couldn't help but turn dark. He's just standing on it. So what is such a clever illusion trying to hide?

And just that high, no, maybe it fell, and it was just an illusion. Yang Wenyao frowned, looking at the insects stacked on top of each other, leaving only some gaps, a little black that could be seen.

"Wen Ren Mo Feng, what do you want this for?" In the end, it was more than 20 years of life that raised Yang Wenyao, of course, it was the picture she saw on the light screen that was so disgusting, and the entire ground was densely packed with white, transparent, and black insects wriggling.

Looking at the ink's puzzled eyes, Yang Wenyao didn't explain, it seemed that the ink couldn't hear what Mo Feng said.

"Ink, you said that if I wanted to take out that black stone from under the pile of worms, would these bugs have any effect?" Yang Wenyao looked at the ink and said seriously. She didn't think the bugs were just quietly wriggling on the stones. Actually, more than that, they seem to be guardians on the stone. (To be continued.) )