Rong Mo frowned slightly, it was the first time he took the initiative to approach others.

Song Wanling looked at her with watery eyes, and was about to speak, when her arms tightened, she saw the female cultivator hugging her tightly, her face full of fear.

"Fellow Daoists, be careful, this must be trapped in the second magic circle again!"

As soon as the middle-aged male cultivator's voice fell, a burst of fire spread out, and everyone hurriedly transported a faint bit of spiritual power to protect their bodies.

Immediately looking at the sea of flames, Rong Mo's voice was sharp, "I can't avoid it, this bit of spiritual power is already difficult to protect my body for a moment, so I can only rush forward!" ”

"No, you can't! What if the fire aura of the sea of fire is directly burned to ashes at that time? ”

The nun shouted in a high-pitched voice.

With a move of Rong Mo's hand, the ancient knife fell into his palm, and the scabbard was thrown towards Song Wanling.

Song Wanling could hold on, her arms sank, but the scabbard was extremely heavy, and she was cold when she held it.

"You have a talisman on you, and my scabbard also has a talisman, you follow me closely."

Rong Mo said with a cold expression.

Song Wanling was slightly stunned and then nodded again and again, her bright apricot eyes were full of trust.

And the two male cultivators in front of them were still palpitating, their faces were reddened by smoke, and their eyes were tangled.

At this time, Rong Mo had already crossed them in a big stride without squinting, slashing away with a knife, releasing a strong wind, causing the waves of fire to float vaguely towards both sides.

Her eyes were cold and her steps were steady, and she could faintly see one footprint after another on the ground.

Song Wanling followed her step by step, her eyes firm.

The figures of the two of them were submerged in the sea of fire, and the path that had just been opened up was again covered by the flames.

The middle-aged male cultivator gritted his teeth fiercely, "Keep up!" ”

The young male cultivator hesitated, but when he looked at the back, he was no longer stable, and flames began to spread.

It's impossible to step back!

As soon as he was ruthless, he followed.

And the nun was anxious to cry, but she also followed.

The fire is steaming, and the heat continues to rise.

Song Wanling was sweating profusely, her porcelain-white cheeks were already burning red, and her eyes were dark.

Mizuki Aya clings to her body tightly, emitting a glittering water, but she can only barely protect herself.

And the body has a scabbard that barely blocks the waves of fire that continue to attack the face.

But the more she walked, the harder she became, her eyelids kept drooping, her eyes were dim, her steps were heavy, and her spiritual power was about to be overdrawn.

Just before Song Wanling thought that she was going to be burned to death, she reluctantly sacrificed a high-grade defensive magic weapon.

Suddenly, I felt that my body was light, and then I went up and down, and I couldn't help myself.

Song Wan opened her eyes violently, and saw the surrounding waves of water that changed from a sea of fire to a piece in an instant.

She was undulating in the water, faintly feeling a little suffocated, the exercises in her body were working, and she was cultivating the spiritual root of the water system.

Soon, Song Wanling was like a fish swinging its tail, her body was agile and light, swimming in the sea like a deep sea.

Mizuki Aya fluttered in the water, dragging out two blue lights.

Tentatively spread his divine sense, and the surrounding sea water was not lightly patted, and the surroundings could no longer be detected.

Although I am comfortable in this sea at this time, I don't know if there will be any danger.

She relies on her own spiritual roots and exercises, so it will not be harmful in this, but it does not mean that she has the ability to protect herself, and her spiritual power is still bound!

Tentatively swam upward, also looking for Rong Mo's figure.

At this moment, a faint black shadow was seen in the endless blue.

Song Wanling's spirits perked up, she didn't care about going upstream, her hands waved, and a faint bubble floated out between her nose.

And at this time, Rong Mo's situation was not very good.

She kept wielding the ancient knife, and the waves around her body were rolling but she gently avoided the cold knife light.

If the waves cover her, they will sink her downward.

And when the spiritual power could not be mobilized, she could barely swim, but as the long time passed, more and more suffocating chaotic touches surrounded her.

At this moment, Rong Mo felt a lightness on his body, and vaguely sensed a breath approaching.

When I looked back, I saw that the girl was even more flawless in the deep blue water.

Dressed in a light-colored robe and the swaying of the water moon, she was as magnificent as a mermaid and faintly dangerous.

Song Wanling looked at Rong Mo's face a little blue, looked at herself, and tried to mobilize the storage bag, but it was quite difficult.

Violently vibrating a trace of spiritual power, to take out a bottle of elixir.

This is Rong Mo grabbing his hand and shaking his head.

Song Wanling knew that the other party was letting herself save spiritual power, and a flash of inspiration flashed in her mind.

She threw Mizuki Aya, tied the other party's waist, and then floated to the other party's face.

Rong Mo was stunned for a moment, and soon felt Lan Aya constantly shaking on her face, allowing her to vaguely breathe.

Immediately understood, she pressed Shui Yueya with her hand on her mouth and nose.

In this way, Song Wanling stuck to her closely, the sea water continued to flow and impact, so close to her body without distance, Rong Mo felt uncomfortable for a while.

But in special cases, you can only endure it.

The two of them waved their hands at the same time, their legs swinging, and they struggled to swim up.

At this moment, waves of water spread out in the sea, and before they could get closer, a strong sense of oppression came to them.

I saw a sea fish with a dark blue body and a huge mouth full of jagged sharp teeth approaching as it swam.

Song Wanlinghua's face was pale, and the water moon aya at that end quickly extended upward, and reluctantly used a trace of spiritual power, and the water moon aya released a pulling force.

The two of them seemed to be caught, and their feet moved, and in an instant, a wave of water flowed upward.

At this moment, the huge sea fish swung its tail and kept biting its huge mouth, and it caught up from behind.

Immediately, there was a violent movement, biting Song Wanling and Rong Mo's legs into it.

Without spiritual protection, as soon as the sharp teeth are closed, the legs must be lost.

Song Wanling was terrified in her heart, only Jin Dan Zhenren could be reborn.

They are just building a foundation, even if they can get such a severed limb rebirth elixir, it will be even more difficult to marry the pill in the future!

Song Wanling desperately squeezed her spiritual power and injected it into the water moon aya that was emerging from the sea, allowing her to fly up quickly with them.

But the speed of Mizuki Aya is not slow under the replenishment of spiritual power, but the speed of the sea fish is even faster, and the faint sharp stab is on the legs.

Rong Mo took a deep breath and shook off the water moon Aya in his hand without hesitation.

At this time, the two ends of the water moon silk stretched out, one upward, and the other downward, and the dark blue head of the sea fish was in the middle.

Silk water threads stretched out in it, turning into wire nets to trap each other.

Taking advantage of this time, the two kept flying upwards.

But without the support of strong spiritual power, Mizuzuki Aya, with that little bit of silk mesh automating into a binding attack, is already the limit.

With a flick of its head, the sea fish shook off the wire net that was faintly trapped on its head, and then rushed forward even more quickly as if in anger.

The sword light flashed in Rong Mo's eyes, and the scabbard in his arms turned into a sharp sword, which submerged into the mouth of the sea fish, jamming the fangs that were about to close under the feet of the two.

Then the two of them took a leap upward.

The giant mouth was stuck, and the sea fish still quickly pierced it, during which it was about to bite the scabbard with its sharp teeth.

Fortunately, a burst of fire slid through its sharp teeth, but it still failed to bite down.

Immediately, Rong Mo threw out the ancient knife in his hand again, and stuck it on the giant mouth one left and one right.

At the same time, she felt a chill in her back.

As a sword cultivator, he got rid of his natal magic knife, which can be said to be throwing his life out.

And at this time, it was all up to Song Wanling to protect him, and the other party didn't have to do anything to her at this time, just once she withdrew her hand, she was in danger!

But at this time, Rong Mo didn't have time to think about anything.

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