Zong Ye seemed to be pierced by an ice ridge from the top of his head to the soles of his feet, and the whole person was frozen.

"Master?" Zong Ye muttered.

"Zong Ye ......"

"Zong Ye ......"

A hoarse voice with hatred came from all directions, and his six masters crawled out of the mountain of corpses with twisted and difficult difficulty.

The mutilated bodies were filled with pus and blood, making their expressions even more resentful.

Zong Ye was so shocked that he retreated again and again.

The man's words lingered in his ears for a long time, and this is the man who died because of you.

Someone who died because of you.

Not to mention his six masters down here, there are tens of millions of people stacked down here.

All these people died because of him?

Suddenly, Zong Ye's feet were cold, and Zong Ye lowered his head and grabbed his ankle.

The black boots sank into the mountain of corpses as if they were stuck in a muddy swamp, Zong Ye looked at the crowds of corpses, countless corpse pieces did not reach his instep, and then his calf.

His waist tightened, and it was Guangci's hands that hugged Zong Ye. Zong Ye subconsciously wanted to push with his hand, his arms sank to the ground, and Guanghong and Guangcong grabbed Zong Ye's arm.

"Master......" Zong Ye said in a trembling voice.

Guanghong looked at Zong Ye and smiled: "Come with us, let's go......"

"Where?"

"Master is taking you home. ”

"Go home ......" Zong Ye's mind went blank.

Where is home?

Is it the Little Wuxiang Temple or the treacherous hell he saw?

Still is......

Forgot to go home?

Zong Ye shed a tear: "Master, I have a home." ”

With great difficulty, he lifted one of his feet and pulled his foot out of the sticky pus-and-blood swamp.

For the first time, he wanted to live so much.

It was the first time he had tried so hard to get out of this treacherous hell.

He wanted to eat the porridge made by Lu Yubao, he wanted to practice the mental method with Jiang Qinghan, and he wanted to drink with Xue Yu.

I want to stand under the eaves and look up at Bai Luo who is sitting on the roof and admiring the moon.

For the first time, he had a wish.

Countless demons grabbed him by the ankles and pounced on him, pulling him deeper into hell.

"Let go, let go!" Zong Ye let out a low roar and threw down the evil ghost that was crawling on him.

Zong Ye's back arched, his eyes were bloodshot, and his broken hair was scattered on his shoulders. He struggled to lift his other foot up against the strength of the Thousand Pounds.

The extremely beautiful man watched Zong Ye struggle out of the mountain of corpses, and his face changed slightly.

He looked at Zong Ye and smiled contemptuously: "If you want to leave, how can it be so easy." ”

After saying that, the evil qi condensed in the man's jade-white hand and slapped it towards Zong Ye's head.

Suddenly, a tiger roar came from the air, and the golden light flashed, and the sneer on the corner of the man's mouth dissipated in an instant before he could retract it.

The golden light dodges the rich, dark red mist.

Bai Luo fell from the sky in white clothes, and her long inky hair fluttered in the air. The hurricane rose from all around Zong Ye and swept through this treacherous hell, strangling all the darkness and all the evils.

"Master ......"

Zong Ye stretched out his hand to Bai Luo.

Bai Luo turned upside down in the air, his fingertips brushed Zong Ye's palm, and his slender fingers retracted and held Zong Ye.

Bai Luo smiled at Zong Ye, her blue pupils flickered, and the tiger spirit rose high behind her.

"Tiger! Shattered! Ghost!"

Flesh was stripped of the bones, and the bones were turned to ashes in the wind, and the golden light was like a flames that destroyed the world, engulfing this hell.

Zong Ye's body was light, and those entangled ghosts dissipated invisibly in the wind with heart-rending screams.

When Zong Ye's feet landed on the ground again, the surrounding scenery gradually became clear.

At Zong Ye's feet was a stone pillar that had been shattered into slag, and near the stone pillar was a large black pit with several hearts buried in it, which was no different from what he had seen in Baiyu Mountain.

He was still surrounded by lush fir trees, and everything was exactly the same as before, except for the soil that had been turned over by Xue Xuan to reveal the new soil underneath.

Even the river in front of me is clear again.

And Bai Luo stood in front of him, holding his hand, and holding the tiger spirit in his left hand.

"Master, just a fantasy?"

Bai Luo let go of Zong Ye and kicked the gravel with his foot: "This thing is connected to your Red Spirit Flow, and you used your Red Spirit Flow to resist it, but instead it triggered the formation." ”

Xue Yu also stepped forward and asked, "Zong Ye, are you okay?" Half of you just fell into the ground. ”

"I'm fine. Thank you, Master Xue. ”

Suddenly, Zong Ye's face changed: "Master, you said that I urged the formation, and the mountain is ......"

Just now, Bai Luo and Xue Yu were standing aside, and before they could take any precautions, they saw the dark red evil qi beside Zong Ye gushing out violently, rolling towards the bottom of the mountain.

The two of them were defenseless and were almost seriously injured by this evil spirit.

After he could see with his eyes, he saw that Zong Ye was holding the stone pillar in his hand, and half of his whole body was dragged into the soil.

It was from the stone pillar that the evil qi rolled out.

Although Bird and Mouse Mountain and Fufeng are thousands of miles apart, the formation is urging, and variables are rampant, who can know what the situation of Fufeng will be?

If the people of Fufeng are affected in advance, then it will be too late!

Bai Luo's face changed slightly, he grabbed Zong Ye's wrist and threw it into the air, and with a tiger roar, Bai Luo turned into a real body and threw Zong Ye on his back and ran down the mountain at great speed.