Chapter 112: The World Turns Bleak

Looking at the items in the distance, Li Xiao waved his sleeves slightly, put away the items, and looked at Gongsun Swift Wind a little, and walked towards Gongsun Blade Grass.

However, Li Xiao didn't know that for various reasons, the ice cube in Hua's body was actually rapidly disintegrating, and it was under the aid of any external attack.

The flower slowly emerged from the shattered ice, and a blue shadow appeared, but her hand holding the ghost lamp did not put away at the moment of untying, and the picture at this moment seemed to be frozen.

In an instant, Li Xiao and the others came to Gongsun Blade's side.

At this time, Hua Weiwei's whole body trembled with the sound of sobbing through her nose.

She cried?

Is it too cold?

Still scared?

Li Xiao couldn't have imagined that these three little ones, who looked exactly the same, were three different monks, two women and one man, before they met.

After arriving at the Shura realm, he was uniformly transformed and became the same as all the grievances. According to the level of cultivation before death, they were divided into a small team, and the three of them had the same spiritual intelligence.

They are not like the previous five-layer female ghost robots, their cultivation is low, they just turn into ordinary resentful spirits, and divide their spiritual intelligence according to their abilities before they are alive, and the previous female ghosts are also like babies, so it will not be as difficult to deal with them as it is to deal with the three little ones before.

The most important thing is that Youniang gave a small group of the three of them a kind of induction, and the three of them established a certain affection.

And with a small team like this, there are not only one group of them in the ruins of the Valley of Forgotten Sorrows, maybe thousands, maybe thousands, no one knows.

Li Xiao and the three of them looked at the inexplicable crying flower suspiciously, not knowing why.

Hua only trembled for a moment, and there was a sudden fierce wind beside him, and his bun instantly spread out, covering a third of his face.

It's just that her empty eyes before are actually full of anger at the moment.

The blue hair kept beating her face in front of her eyes, and her ghost lamp was on the side of her waist, and she couldn't stop trembling.

This space has become cold, actually.

The three silver-white flowers of the Forgetfulness Tree next to it, at this moment, all the blue Forgetfulness Flowers began to gather towards the female ghost in a ghostly manner.

Hua said coldly without emotion: "You ...... I wasn't supposed to be here. ”

As if endowed with aura, the Flower of Forgetfulness formed a humanoid minotaur at a speed that could not be counted in time.

The blue color of the Minotaur and the Forgetful Flower is completely different, Zhou Shen is jet black, and the two hands are holding two black sledgehammers.

Li Xiao knew that the situation was a little bad, and her eyes were a little red with tears, which should have been a trait that could only happen to people, but it happened to a female ghost who didn't know how many teenagers had died.

"Blade grass, little wind, get ready to fight."

Although Li Xiao knew that the situation was not good, there was not the slightest fear in his eyes, and he commanded the battle.

As soon as the minotaur was formed, the female ghost was the first to attack, and it was clearly audible in her words that she was full of anger that was bound to destroy the world.

Ghost comes, the first ghost art, yellow mud Nao.

The ghost lamp of the female ghost rotated between the two sharp claws with a sonorous and powerful angry sound.

The surrounding black qi is converging towards the ghost lamp at an alarming speed at this moment, and the process is complete in an instant. The flame of the ghost lamp suddenly swelled, and it spewed out, turning into a burst of yellow dirt in front of the female ghost, and with the burning firelight, it rushed towards the three of them.

At the moment when the ghost qi gathered, the three of them had already jumped on their mounts, but in the next second, the burning yellow mud that rushed to their faces buried the three of them in it.

Yes, Li Xiao didn't expect that Hua's second ghost skill was actually a locking skill, which could not be dodged.

At this moment, the three of them couldn't help but be imprisoned in this quagmire, and their mana disappeared at an alarming speed, to be precise, they were swallowed by the quagmire.

Moreover, the fire in the mud was burning the bodies of the three people, and at this moment, the three of them clearly felt that breathing and chatting became more and more difficult, and there was obvious pain in their limbs, and they became more and more stiff, and with the passage of time, this negative effect became more and more obvious.

The situation of the three of them is very bad, but the female ghost (flower) in the distance is still full of anger, looking at the three of them, the moment the mud rushes over, the minotaur next to him is wielding a black double hammer, and the tower rushes towards the three of them with heavy steps.

As the weakest Gongsun Blade Grass, he was already a little delirious and fainted, and Gongsun Hurricane immediately fainted to death.

Li Xiao only felt that this land with the fragrance of forgetful flowers was shaking wildly at the moment.

Is this the end of it?

His journey to cultivating immortals is only three years.

Is it because you are not worthy of cultivating immortals?

Can I die?

No, I can't, my immortal fate is not enough to expand Xiao Kunlun!

Li Xiao had mixed tastes at the moment, the black giant in front of him was getting closer and closer, the earth was shaking more and more, and his thoughts were dim.

It's getting bleak......

No matter how much regret there is, it seems to be a little powerless at this moment.

At the same time, a certain gossip space

A roar shouted to himself: "Graceless boy, I haven't settled the account with you, you can't die."

The source of this roaring sound turned out to be from the elf Ziliang who disappeared after Li Xiao completed the forging, and at this moment, she was roaring wildly, its two little claws, desperately banging on a transparent glass manhole cover.

This round "manhole cover" is half black and half white, and the two colors keep alternating with the rotation of black and white, which is the gossip on Li Xiaoyuqing's Kunlun fan.

But let Ziliang desperately beat this gossip, but the outside world of gossip only ruthlessly dimmed.

There's a hint of desperation in it!

If this kid dies, then his life is over.

At the same time, the minotaur approached Li Xiao at a faster and faster speed, the ghost (flower) was still full of anger, looking at the three monks, she didn't know what kind of emotion this was, she didn't know why she was angry, just like when she was a monk, didn't she kill a lot of female ghosts like this?

At this moment, just like themselves, they also very much hope to be able to kill female ghosts and get good resources, and they don't want to die like that, right?

However, since he has been reduced to the ghost path, he is unwilling to be in his life, and he can only continue to complete his cultivation through the ghost path, even if the chance of cultivating to become an immortal is slim.

This is also the reason why my soul has been unable to disperse for so many years and has become a resentful spirit.

At this moment, she felt sorry for the three monks, and she didn't know if it was because they were stimulated by two small ones, which stimulated human emotions, or because they had the same experience as her.

It is not right to have such emotions.

All three of them deserved—to die!

The minotaur is getting closer and closer to Li Xiao and the others, but the three of them are indifferent, Ziliang is still desperately shouting, but all this is already a doomed fate,