Xing Mo groped in the chaotic darkness, her eyes wide open, hoping to catch the slightest bit of intruding light, but to no avail. As time passed, she became more and more uneasy. She was almost on the verge of falling into darkness, and the prolonged darkness made it difficult for her to maintain her balance.

Every step she takes, her feet are flat, but she still feels dizzy and shaky.

She couldn't help but shout, "I'm going out! Let me out!" There was no response, neither her body nor her consciousness seemed to have been swallowed up by this so-called illusion.

She ran involuntarily, taking only a few steps before losing her balance and falling to the ground due to the lack of a reference.

She would get up with her hands on her hands again, and run again into the darkness around her, for she was afraid to stay in one place, even if she was blind and directionless, to leave.

After several falls, she was exhausted, and Xing Mo became more and more desperate in her heart, she had never felt that she would be so vulnerable. Whether it was facing the slaughter of the enemy or the rebirth of the underworld, she had never been so weak and even vulnerable to consciousness as she was now.

The boundless darkness alone made her feel uneasy. She felt more and more that she was too fragile in this life. But at least she hasn't lost her mind yet, this is clearly an illusion, and she must still be on the bridge to Laojun Peak.

She tried her best to imagine the bridge of Lao Junfeng, and when she stepped on the bridge, it was clearly hazy and misty. The fog obscured the bridge, so no one should be able to see her from the bridge.

There should still be Ting Ruo by her side, will Ting Ruo also enter the illusion, if Ting Ruo does not enter the illusion, he will find his abnormality. She will not ignore herself, she will be able to wait for her to be rescued, she will definitely be able to get out of this illusion.

After thinking about it like this, Xing Mo calmed down a lot, and she had to sit on the ground and hug her knees, waiting quietly, because everything she could do was in vain.

As the time passed, she felt the sound of wind in her ears. I was happy in my heart, it must have been Ting Ruo who had discovered his abnormality, and someone must have broken through this illusion to find it.

Xing Mo got up and shouted, "Ting Ruo, Ting Ruo, is it you? I'm here!"

But no one responded, but at this time, in addition to the darkness as far as her eyes could see, there was a thin breeze from the shop, and when she smelled it carefully, it had a disgusting smell of fish. She felt bad for a moment, and she could only use this feeling to quickly perform a series of backflips, quickly escaping the approaching threat.

When Xingmo stood still, the wind in the darkness became quieter, and it was obvious that she was in the right direction. She silently didn't dare to make a sound, holding her breath, all she could now use was her senses of smell, touch and hearing. She tried to silence her voice, and in the darkness she finally heard the wind growing louder, and there was a slippery rustle, small though it was faint, but she could make out that it was approaching, coming towards her.

As Xing Mo expected, there seemed to be something approaching in front of her, and it brought the only light in this illusion.

Countless irregular tiny green fluorescent spots in the distance of Xing Mo formed a cylindrical shape in a regular and orderly manner, winding and winding, like twisted and coiled lines, getting closer and closer.

Her eyes widened involuntarily, a little greedily sucking up the ghostly green glow, though she became more and more sure that danger was looming.

She almost shouted, quickly covering her mouth and nose with her hands. What she saw was from the bottom up, as if from the deep bottom of the sea along a small peak of Wufang Mountain, coiling around the giant python winding up.

The glow-green spots of light were all spots of pattern on the dark and huge scales around the python.

Xing Mo watched as its stout body came up from the stone pillar of the mountain like a giant dragon. Its glowing scales lit up its surroundings, and dark shadows slid over the peaks. Xing Mo could dimly see that he was on the top section of this mountain.

The giant python circled around the mountain, two pairs of orange eyes under the dark scales like two big moons, and a vertical fusiform dark green pupil embedded in the eyeballs, extremely weird and evil, glowing with a dark and cold light, as if to devour the heavens and the earth. She hardly dared to look again, she had nowhere to hide at this moment.

The red letter of the giant python came back and forth in his mouth, and every time he poked out, it carried a fishy wind, shaking the surrounding grass and trees, no wonder Xingmo felt that the fishy wind was blowing in his face.

In the face of such a giant snake, the only thing she could do was to cover her mouth and nose with her hands and seal off her breath.

The cold sweat couldn't be suppressed at all, and she only had enough of an appetizer in front of the snake. Xingmo's eyes widened, staring at the snake's every move.

The head of the snake has already exposed the side of the mountain, and it has circled up here. The blood-red letter poked out of the mouth wrapped in black scales again and again, and no matter how tightly Xing Mo closed his breath, it was difficult to block the smell around him.

The snake sensitively determined the direction of Xing Mo through Xinzi, and Xing Mo clearly saw it shake its head, and its orange eyes turned, and finally focused on Xing Mo.

An inverted triangular scale glowing green on the top of the serpent's head illuminated its eyes, and Xingmo saw her own reflection in the disgusting eyeball.

She knew in her heart that she couldn't hide from it at all.

She saw the snake's head slowly move back, some of the snake's muscles under the snake's head were visibly tightening, and she even heard the crackling of scales.

She screamed in her heart, and only in an instant, the giant snake exerted its strength, like black lightning, and quickly opened its mouth in the direction of Xingmo.

At the same time, Xing Mo quickly turned over in the direction of her side hand, and the mountain stone where she was originally located was swallowed by the giant snake by mistake, but a closed mouth, deafening, turned into stone slag, it shook the snake's head violently, and threw the stone in its mouth out.

Fine stone slag fell from the sky, falling everywhere, many of which hit Xingmo's back, making her chest hot, qi and blood surging up, and a mouthful of blood did not hold back, spurting out of her mouth.

The giant snake seemed to smell blood, and immediately re-sensed Xingmo's temperature and position.

Its eyes were like two full moons hanging in the dark night, and its dark green slender pupils sometimes dilate and sometimes tighten, as if excited, one-third of its snake body had already winded up and landed on the top of the mountain.

With its mouth wide open and its fangs barbed, the serpent headed towards Xingmo again. She had just spurted out a mouthful of blood, and she hadn't had time to take a breath. The fishy wind has arrived, Xing Mo supported the ground with one hand and closed her eyes deadly.

secretly said in his heart, this time the death is too worthless, why did he just arrive in Yuan Qingguan for a day but was threatened twice in a row. This time, I really didn't have Twilight Yulu by my side, and I could save myself from fire and water. If you have a chance to live, you must choose to practice the immortal law well, so that you will not be so vulnerable when you encounter such a situation again, and you have to wait for death.

But in an instant, she thought about so many questions. She suddenly felt a fishy smell, a viscous, warm liquid spilling on her face. She opened her eyes suddenly, and the white light stinged her eyes, and she felt as if her whole eyeball was going to explode, and wiped her face with her hand, something like blood, and her vision blurred for a moment, flickering and shaking but she couldn't see clearly.

The black snake is like a dragon freeing up the bottom of the sea, and the lower half of the snake body is wrapped around this hill, but the snake body in the upper part is standing straight in the air at this time. The black scales were like steel blades, but they fell in large swaths.

The darkness was like a torn rag, and a drizzle fell through a gap in the sky. The lilac blade of light slashed at the serpent's body mercilessly. With each drop, dozens of scales were cut off from it, and blood splattered with the snake's wounds.

The gorgeous black clothes reflected the hazy sunlight in the rain, the long hair was flying, and the Shen Xia of Qianqiu Hongkun was flipped in his hand, mercilessly, and Hao didn't care. He flew high up, facing the serpent's head, and exerted force with one hand.

The air seemed to be ignited in front of him, the fiery red streamer swayed up and down, he flicked his sleeves, and the large area of air that was burned red was like a drop of hot and tumbling sea water, and suddenly went towards the head of the giant snake.

Xing Mo heard a roar like thunder, and the wind stinking fiercely. The snake's head was wrapped in the red-hot air, and the giant snake flung around its body, but to no avail. It couldn't shake off the air that had caught its head, and it seemed to freeze, bubbling hot.

It didn't take long for all the flesh and skin on the serpent's head to melt into the air surrounding its head, leaving only a huge white bone skeleton, but it was still unwilling, and its body still had flesh and blood that swayed violently. Chiaki Hongkun floated in the air, and his subordinates exerted their strength.

The fiery red air suddenly became larger, like bubbling molten iron in the air, from top to bottom, along the black snake body, like a burnt thick acid, but in an instant, the huge snake body was wrapped and dissolved.

The snake bones scattered from the sky and smashed into the mountain, and some of them fell into the sea at the bottom of the mountain.

Qianqiu flicked his sleeve robe lightly, and the heavy glow of his palm disappeared abruptly, and the black clothes with a golden luster fluttered in the wind, turning to Xing Mo, who was holding one hand on the ground.