Strange screams came and went, as if they were all around, more like they were overhead. Xiao Ming couldn't see the figure of the master of bitterness, and he couldn't help but feel apprehensive in his heart, thinking of the master's deep affection and the good intentions of the master of bitterness. He gritted his teeth and continued to climb with determination.

The cold wind tore through the skin, and when I couldn't open my eyes, I groped my way forward. In order to resist the strange cries that invade the sense of hearing and disturb the mind. Xiao Ming silently recited the Diamond Sutra, the Diamond Sutra really has the function of warding off evil spirits, and the strange screams gradually faded away. The mind is also stable as usual, and there is no resistance to action.

Xiao Ming continued to use the meditation Zen words taught by Master Kuren to freeze his movements and decisions. As the darkness got closer, every now and then a bat-like flying creature appeared, which seemed to be aggressive.

He has no eyes, but he can attack him accurately.

Xiao Ming felt that his back was attacked by this unknown creature more than once, and it was more and more violent each time, and his back seemed to be bleeding. The pain was incomparable, and he couldn't help but cry softly.

The more he shouted, the more the bats attacked. You can't let go, and if you let go, you'll die. The hot pain in the palm of his hand was already a blur of flesh and blood. And deeply embedded in the kudzu vine, straightened up the kudzu vine, inch by inch, foot away, all stained with Xiao Ming's blood.

"Go! Go ......" Monet's whisper in Xiao Ming's mouth drove away the bats attacking his back, and he couldn't stop, and he climbed up vigorously.

The closer I got to the dark boundary, the dimmer the light became, and it felt like the sky was about to fall. Also, the temperature is getting lower and lower, and it feels like it's freezing cold.

After following the master for so many years, Xiao Ming knows a little bit more or less, this is the temperature naturally formed in the cold land. It's so cold that it can't be compared to the temperature of winter in the real world.

Winter in the real world, a slightly resilient softness in the cold. And the cold air here penetrates the skin, and the cold is full of a terrifying and abominable strange feeling.

Xiao Ming, who tensed his nerves, did not dare to relax in the slightest. The pain in his back intensified, and the creatures that attacked him continued to attack, as if pecking at his flesh, one bite after another, one bite at a time, one after another.

Don't look at it, Xiao Ming knows that his back must be blurred with flesh and blood. Fingers pinched kudzu, and he had to pay attention to the objects in his pockets. Ignoring the pain all over his body, he pinched kudzu vine with his right hand and touched the object in his coat pocket with his left hand. Coldly touched the sachet given by the master of bitterness, the master did not say what the sachet was for, but as a feng shui who knew how to catch ghosts, he understood that this was not an ordinary sachet.

At the same time, he also knows that there is a definite number in everything. Since this sachet is not an ordinary object, is it of any use to these evil things that attack you?

After thinking about it carefully, if the sachet hinted at by the master of bitterness before was useful, he really touched the sachet out. Immediately hung on the neck, just as the sachet was hung on the neck, there was a messy fluttering sound, the back suddenly stopped moving, and the corner of the eye could not glimpse the scene of a creature pounced.

Call! What the hell am I a fool? Why didn't you think of taking out the sachet earlier? Xiao Ming, who was complaining about the pain, shook his head and sighed at his stupidity and brainlessness. Started to continue climbing......

The darkness of the crevices resembles liquid, more like clouds, filling the gaps to the brim. This...... How to enter? Looking at the gap that could only accommodate one person, Xiao Ming suddenly became worried. He didn't know what kind of environment he would see after entering this strange dark solution, and if something terrible would happen?

One minute of hesitation is to make the master suffer one more minute in the dark enchantment, Xiao Ming gritted his teeth, grandma dripping bear, take care of him. If it's really what's wrong, it's a big deal that twenty years later, he will be a good man again.

Thinking like this, he had no scruples, and his bloody fingers tentatively poked into the gap......

Just as his finger reached in, something terrifying happened. The palm of his hand was filled with blood, and there was a strange blood-sucking energy hidden in the darkness, and in just a few seconds, he felt that something was greedily draining the energy of his body, and in an instant, he was as if he had anemia, and his face turned pale in an instant. It's a bit uncontrollable, nauseous, and I want to fall down.

The nervous retracted his hand, and he froze, and his brain was dead again. Ask yourself, what should I do? The blood in the palm of the hand must be stopped, otherwise after entering, the blood will be sucked away by the kind of skeleton that can be sucked away......

Thinking of this, Xiao Ming shuddered coldly. Hemostasis! Only Yunnan Baiyao is the most effective, but now where to find Yunnan Baiyao?

There is not half an inch of foothold under your feet, and above your head is the boundary of darkness and evil. If you go down, you will definitely be scolded by the bitter master, and besides, you can't pick on yourself like this.

Thinking of Yunnan Baiyao, Xiao Ming suddenly remembered a bottle that Master Ku Nai gave him before leaving, and the white powder in it was almost similar to Yunnan Baiyao. ! Grandma dripping bears, Xiao Ming scolded himself in a low voice, hurriedly took out the bottle, unscrewed the lid, and shook some in the palm of his hand to watch the effect.

Hi! It's so fucking amazing, the powder shakes in the palm of your hand for less than a second. The wound in the palm of the hand heals naturally, this is a miracle medicine? Xiao Ming slapped his head, smiled happily, and shook the powder again on his other hand.

There was no blood coming out of the palms of his hands, and there was a dull pain in his back. What to do, how to apply medicine to the back? Xiao Ming was in a difficult situation, so he had to pick up the medicine bottle and shake the medicine powder on his neck with his backhand, not to mention, after the medicine powder was shaken, the pain in his back gradually disappeared.

Everything was ready, Xiao Ming no longer had to worry, and spent half of his body into the dark solution. There was really a suction in the darkness, and it suddenly absorbed the remaining half of his body.

After entering the darkness, Xiao Ming suddenly felt like falling into a black hole. After a period of dizziness, it took a long time to get used to the environment, and there was a reflective light in the darkness that he could glimpse clearly. It is streamlined, swirling dark, rolling in circles, bewildering lines.

I don't know if it's the sachet on his body that works, or Zhong Kui's essence of the primordial spirit power has the effect of suppressing evil spirits. When Xiao Ming entered the darkness, those obscure things avoided it one after another, and the darkness flashed with a green and greedy fierce light, but he didn't dare to come close to hurt him.

The dark power of the whirlpool was surging, like waves. Xiao Ming dared to say; If you stare at this dark vortex for a long time, no matter who you are, you will fall into it unconsciously. But for this Xiao Ming, who has no evil spirit, the evil power of the whirlpool has no effect on him.

In the depths of the dark whirlpool, he seemed to have really seen Master.