Let's go, let's go!

At this moment, the light and shadow in front of him twisted, and a small arched bridge appeared.

The bluestone bridge deck has five steps and is surrounded by clouds and mist.

Underneath the small bridge, there is a trickle of water, which is gentle and has an eerie sheen.

Faintly, you can see, or hear, clusters of deep ghost fires in the water, or a white skull floating on it from time to time.

This strange and abrupt scene forced the faces of the millions of beings present to change again.

"Selling soup, selling soup. ”

I don't know when, there is already a lifeless, sloppy old woman sitting on the bridge shrouded in black mist.

There was a wooden basin beside her, and she kept scooping bowls of soup into the wooden basin with a spoon, and shouted vigorously at everyone.

"Where did you come from, bad old woman!"

The eyes of the powerhouses of many sects were even more surprised.

Right now, this old woman is lifeless, and the skin on her face is wrinkled like tree bark, and there is no luster that a normal person should have.

And being able to appear without the gods knowing, is obviously not an ordinary person.

"Ladies and gentlemen, you want to leave this place, do you?"

The old woman grinned, revealing her airy, yellowed front teeth, and said, "Come, come, as long as you drink this bowl of soup, you will be able to leave this place safe and sound." ”

"Old woman, are you serious?"

In a desperate situation, the strong men of many forces are ready to move.

"The bad old woman never lies, a bowl of soup forgets the memory of a hundred years, and then you can cross this bridge and reach the other side!"

The old woman's voice was filled with a supreme demonic sound.

"What? a hundred years of memory?

The faces of the millions of powerhouses on the field changed slightly.

If they forget the memories of a hundred years, doesn't it mean that everything they have experienced in this hundred years will be forgotten completely?

Ling Feng and Ji Bingyan glanced at each other, and saw a hint of unusual meaning in each other's eyes.

"Who is the demon who dares to pretend to be a ghost here?"

With a loud shout, I saw Elder Black raise his arm and point towards the old woman.

"Ahh

A black energy fingerprint condensed out of thin air and crushed down.

The sloppy old woman suddenly screamed, and she fell to the ground and lost her life.

"Humph!"

As soon as he made a successful move, Elder Hei showed a hint of smugness on his face.

Suddenly, his complexion changed!

Smack!

Elder Hei showed a look of horror on his face, and then looked down.

I found that at some point, a bloody hole had opened in my chest, and blood was pouring out.

According to common sense, with his cultivation, this small injury can be easily healed.

However, what made him unbelievable was that no matter how he used the Great Emperor's Divine Qi to heal his wounds, the wound seemed to be torn open by an invisible force, and it couldn't heal at all.

"Chatter!"

At this moment, on the small bridge in front of him, the tumbling black fog was condensed, and I saw that the ruined old woman was stiff and crawled up from the pool of blood little by little.

"She, she, didn't even die!"

The faces of the millions of sect disciples present turned completely pale.

Elder Black, a peerless powerhouse in the late stage of the Supreme Realm, was unable to kill the strange old woman under this blow, but suffered trauma himself.

"In the way of the other, give back to the other, have you ever heard of this sentence?"

The sloppy old woman sneered: "Hehe, if you want to leave the end of the crimson moon alive and sound, you have to drink the soup from the old man's hands, because you don't have any choice." ”

"I'm coming!"

The suffocating atmosphere continued the tea time, and a strong man who cultivated in the Nine Heavens of Transformation couldn't help but stand up.

The reason why this person was the first to come out was because he had been in retreat for the past hundred years, and he had almost no contact with people and things, and losing the memory of this hundred years had nothing to do with him at all.

Grunt, grunt!

Under the gaze of countless pairs of eyes, the strong man came to the bridge, took the soup handed by the old woman, and drank it in one go.

"I, how did I end up here?"

After the strong man drank the soup, a trace of confusion appeared in his eyes, and he glanced back at the millions of sect powerhouses behind him.

"Go, child, pass the end of the bridge and you will be able to leave the place of the end. ”

There was a strange look in the eyes of the sloppy old woman.

The strong man nodded subconsciously, and then crossed the bridge.

"I'm coming!"

"I'll come first!"

Now that there was the first person to eat crabs, and there was no damage, millions of people on the field immediately rushed to get up.

Because under the shroud of the scarlet moon, the spirit and memory in their bodies are losing all the time.

On the trade-off, drinking the soup is undoubtedly the best way.

"Ling Feng, did you notice anything abnormal?"

Ji Bingyanmei glanced at Ling Feng, revealing a hint of lovely charm.

She is only in her early twenties this year, and this soup must not be drunk, otherwise all the memories of this life will dissipate.

Of course, deep in her subconscious, she didn't want to forget Ling Feng, the man who led her heartbeat.

"There are some discoveries. ”

Ling Feng muttered, "Everyone who drinks the soup will look a little haggard, and there will be a slight dullness in their eyes...... On the other hand, every time a strong man drank a bowl of soup, the old woman's originally lifeless face, like the folds of tree bark, would have a hint of blood. ”

"People have three souls and seven spirits, even if they are the emperors of the Supreme Realm, they can't escape this category. ”

Ji Bingyan said: "If this girl's inference is correct, those cultivators who drank the soup, one of their souls has been absorbed by that strange old woman, even if these people survive, they will gradually lose their minds and become unconscious puppets. ”

Hearing this, Ling Feng's pupils shrank suddenly.

Ji Bingyan cultivates the way of life, and is very sensitive to empty things such as human souls.

It's not surprising that you can see this clue.

What worries Ling Feng is that if he loses his hundred-year memory and loses a soul, it is equivalent to being completely wasted.

Because he is the same as Ji Bingyan, he is only about thirty years old, forgetting the most important relatives in his life, and living in a mess, what else does it mean?

"Senior Sister Bing, since this soup can't be drunk, what should we do now?"

Lan Lan said worriedly.

Her cultivation is not high, and under the shroud of the crimson moon, she seems to be on the verge of collapse.

"As I said just now, this place of end is transformed by a powerful talisman, as long as we find the location of the talisman and erase it, we can get out of the predicament. ”

Ji Bingyan looked up at the Haoyue above his head, and said, "But this fallen master of life art is extremely powerful, with our cultivation, even if we know that the talisman is the crimson moon above our heads, we still can't do anything." ”

"Not necessarily!"

A glimmer of light appeared in Ling Feng's eyes.