Zhuo Qi spun around in the fog, his divine sense couldn't sweep anything, stumbling to avoid the weathered stone pillars, broken tree trunks, and finally ......

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Zhuo Qi squatted down and looked at the colorful mushroom on the ground, there were several black spots on it, just like a human face.

"Ah Mi, are we spinning in circles?"

After turning around so much, and she couldn't rely on her divine sense, she was already confused.

Ah Mi released his spiritual sense, but he could only poke out a little bit, and finally nodded convictionally: "Not bad." That's where I just went in. ”

Zhuo Qi said: "Then come again, don't turn." ”

"What about stone pillars and trees?"

"Cut! All you have to do is keep me straight ahead! ”

In a moment, Zhuo Qi was blocked by the mountain stones, the immortal sword came out, the sword light rose, and the stone pillar fell.

Moving forward like this, the fog became deeper and deeper, and Ah Mi reported that the breath of the Babel Tree became heavier and heavier.

The blue night sky, the bright stars, like jewels adorned on flannel.

But under this starry sky, there is this bloody atmosphere.

Qingyang Sect Guan Hui Dao Chang was holding the real person in his arms, and he could only watch his bones gradually become cold.

The free lips trembled a few times, as if he still couldn't believe it. Fang was still sitting and talking about Dan, but at this moment, he was suddenly attacked by the blood needle and turned into a dead corpse.

Liyang Zhenjun sat on one side with the three elders of Jianzhou and didn't disturb him. When it comes to rescue, there is also a weak heart, and their whole body aura is uncontrollable.

The blood needle is made by the turbid demon qi of the demon race, and the person who poisons the needle will be completely lost in cultivation within a period of time, and even the Jindan Yuan Infant will be difficult to escape.

Such a poisonous thing was originally dyed by the demon race with the blood of three thousand demons who had been soaked in the turbid demon qi for three years. Ninety-nine blood needles in one furnace need to slaughter three thousand demons first.

But for the demons, this thing can easily get rid of the human race's overhaul, so that there is no chance for it to take it away. What is the life of three thousand low-level demons?

Gao Juyun and Xue Liuli were seriously injured, but fortunately they were protected by the free end and did not get the blood poison needle, but they were also injured. At this time, he could only sit on the ground weakly.

Gao Juyun persuaded softly: "Wandering seniors, please also mourn." ”

"I came from the same village as him when I was a child. When he was a child, he had land and surplus grain in his house, and he ate more than I did, but he was shorter than I was. When I was young, my family died of illness, so I left the village and went to Qingyang Sect, and I have not seen anyone from the world since then. Twenty years later, I was sent by the sect to Cangtian Zhenhu to guard the training of my younger brothers and sisters, and he will build the foundation, so I went to Cangtian Zhenhu to practice. After that, I married Dan, and he built the foundation. I married a baby, and he married Dan. He has been slower than me in this life, no matter what he does. ”

Only in the matter of life and death, he took the lead.

You Limo slowly put down the corpse of the real person, sorted out his clothes for him, took one last look, and put it in the jade box and put it in his sleeve.

"The stars in the dome are getting brighter and brighter."

Li Yang closed his eyes and replied, "Not bad." And our spiritual power is getting weaker and weaker. ”

This star is absorbing the aura in the human body, no matter how it sticks to it, but it has no effect.

"Where the hell is this!" The three elders' eyes were scorching, and they opened their eyes suddenly, and their fists like the ancient roots of the dead tree slammed into the ground, and the stones jumped up with them.

Liyang Zhenjun hurriedly persuaded: "Elder rest easy. There will be a way out of trouble. ”

At the end of the wandering, his face was expressionless, his eyes flashed, and there seemed to be endless wisdom in his deep eyes.

"Here, it's Dan Holy Sect."

Liyang Zhenjun, the Third Elder, Xue Liuli, and Gao Juyun looked at each other in disbelief, but they seemed to be reasonable.

After a moment, Gao Juyun said in a dumb voice: "But this blood needle must be a thing of the demon race." How could this be the Dan Holy Sect? ”

Who knows, she has long agreed with the view of the end of the wandering in her heart, otherwise, why would her voice tremble secretly?

Even if she is as delicate as her, she also knows that the four authentic sects are connected with each other, and it is not an empty word, what does this "same" mean to Lingjing Prefecture.

"I think you can all guess how we suddenly came here from the First Sword Heaven and how we touched the Formation Talisman."

The free end looked around, slowly put away the array talisman, and continued: "This dome, this ground has indeed not changed, so the array talisman and the blood needle have long been hidden on the ground. I don't know who used what means to trap us and the others here, and touched the mechanism, and three blood needles sprayed out along with the mechanism. One shot at him, one missed, and one was coming at me, but he blocked it. ”

Yes, there is no change in the ground. And Fang Cai Liyang Zhenjun also tried, although it remains the same, but there is a barrier underground, and it will not work to get out of trouble from the ground.

"And on this ground, there is a kind of stone mushroom, the old man travels all over Lingjing Prefecture, and only this kind of stone mushroom is found in the stone forest between the Yunhun Mountains."

The crowd was silent, and there was no response for a long time.

You Limo suddenly got up and shouted at Xingzi: "Xue Huaiyan! Get out of here! ”

"You shameless old thing! Get out of here, old man! ”

"Xue Huaiyan! Old stuff! ”

He shouted and cursed, but no one stopped him.

Liyang Zhenjun finally let out a long sigh.

The four authentic sects, with the same qi and branches, can deter the demons and fight the same enemy. But since the sect master of the Dan Holy Sect traveled far away, the Dan Holy Sect was led by the daughter of the sect master, Biyu Zhenjun, and the high-ranking disciple Jingling Zhenjun, but Xue Huaiyan, the true monarch of Jingling, was ready to move as early as a hundred years ago, and for a long time, he wanted to compete for the name of the first major sect.

In this Doudan ceremony, Xuanshan will win the championship. It is not only for the belonging of Jiujun Immortal Ding, but also to remind him.

Unexpectedly, the shock could not be achieved, but forced him to do it directly. dared to do the slaughter in public, and a generation of Dan kings died here.

Infinite sadness swelled up in his heart, and the dissipating aura also made him feel powerless.

His anger was no less than that of the wandering end, and in the end, even he stood up and yelled at the dome!

"Xue Huaiyan, you old thing! If you have a face, you will come in personally and send your grandfather's soul back thousands of miles! ”

After thinking for a while, he then scolded: "Shameless old calf, when you come in, send Grandpa's Jiujun Immortal Ding in!" ”

As soon as the words fell, he was hit on the head by a heavy object, and stood on the ground with a clang, old and silent.

This one standing on the ground is none other than the Nine Jun Immortal Ding!

And the stars dissipated in front of him, the dome dissipated, first there was fog, then the fog dissipated, and then the scene of the stone forest appeared.

In the end, the mist that fell on Zhuo Qi's palm almost turned into rain and fell on a wet piece of palm.

Zhuo Qi stretched out his hand and tentatively touched the fog, and then the fog dissipated.

At this moment, Ah Mi and Cangmu Ding shone brightly at the same time, caged Zhuo Qi in the middle, and after a breath, Zhuo Qi was already on the edge of the stream.

The stream was murmuring, Zhuo Qi was in a dream, and the young leaves on the top of Cang Mu Ding's head were slightly yellow, and he had fallen into a deep sleep again. And Ah Mi is also overdrawn because of the spiritual power of the right talent, and he has the strength to hang on the branches.

"What is this?" (To be continued.) )