The snowflakes are dancing, the beautiful sky, and the wind and snow all over the mountains are like the best scenery in the world.

Han Qingxin and San Qian showed lingering expressions, the temperature plummeted, but the two of them seemed to not feel the coldness of the world, with a slight smile between their lips and teeth, and happy thoughts hung on their faces.

The Nine Coffins are beginning to form formations......

The white light connected between the coffins disappeared, and the wind and snow intensified, and the wind roared to blow the snow, and the bone-piercing yin qi drilled out of the ground.

The pores around Zhu Beichen's body were erected, and the cold breath penetrated through the skin, and the cold air poured straight into the bone marrow.

On the ground within a radius of 100 meters where the three of them were standing, a circle of red light was faintly projected, and the light was obscure, but it appeared unconsciously. He was about to remind Han Qingxin, only then did he finally notice the grotesque expressions of her and the three thousand, they looked very intoxicated by this beautiful scene, and there was a special look between their eyebrows.

He shook the bodies of the two of them desperately, they didn't react at all, they were still immersed in the scene.

"It's so beautiful, my head is so heavy, I want to sleep like this." Han Qingxin felt that her eyelids were getting heavier and heavier, the scene in front of her was as blurry as a dream, and the pressure around her body was suddenly released, and she suddenly had the idea of unloading the heavy burden and hoping to fall asleep.

The horror of the phantom array may lie in this, acting on people's subconscious, and everything that people in the array see is beautiful and real.

Once you enter the battle, you will be eager to let go of all the baggage and pressure, under the constant hints of the surrounding environment, give birth to the mentality of world-weary desire to get out of the dust, and if you fall asleep, you may never wake up again.

Zhu Beichen understood that his life lamp was very weak and weak, and the hints of the phantom array failed to affect him. But the nine coffins around him were already faintly working, and he could see that this was a process of forming a formation, a section of nine coffins to complete the formation, whether they were still confused by the illusion or not, the big array was activated, and no one could go out.

In the middle of the valley, the melodious sound of the flute sounded, as if through the layers of space, from the depths of the distant mountains. In the extremely desolate ancient rhyme, there is a trace of vitality, and the people who are still asleep in the depths of the soul seem to wake up with the sound of agility.

Behind the mountains, on the edge of the lush rainforest, the waters of the Blackwater River flow slowly. A little girl dressed in white by the river sounded the flute in her hand worriedly, and the mournful tune spread across thousands of rivers and mountains, and her unswerving eyes contained the opportunity of life, floating into the distance through the sound of the flute.

That night, the little girl's mind could not be at peace, and she took out the long flute stored in the wooden box, and a clear sound was played. Are you finally coming? In the darkness, the little girl looked at the other side of the mountain, her eyes filled with anticipation and fear.

Han Qingxin and San Qian walked towards the coffins on both sides respectively, their actions were unconscious, and the force was very strong, Zhu Beichen couldn't stop them, the halo of the nine coffins would melt everything at the touch of a touch, or it wouldn't be long before the two of them would not even have corpses left.

"Stop the two of them." A fourth person appeared in the formation not long after, and it was the man in the thatched hut on the top of the mountain. The man is extremely young, unsmiling, and has a serious facial expression.

I don't know when there will be more figures in the valley, the existence is already absurd, no matter how many strange things happen, Zhu Beichen is also relieved.

"Their strength is so great, I can't stop them!" The man took out a round ancient mirror and inserted the mirror body into the halo of a coffin.

The man folded the light from the mirror body towards Han Qingxin, and the light hit Han Qingxin's face, she felt a sunny warmth surging from the bottom of her heart, quickly expelling the tired sleepiness, and the whole person gradually regained consciousness, and the pace under her feet stopped moving. He resolutely turned the mirror and shone it towards the three thousand.

Both of them woke up from the illusion, looking at the coffin close at hand, the white light was like a life-threatening note, and they couldn't help but be afraid for a while.

"Let's go, run to the exit behind the valley." The man's movements were neat, not giving the three of them any time to breathe, the big array was about to open, and there would be no more time left here for the three of them, and the longer they stayed, the slimmer the chance of survival.

The circle of red light became brighter and brighter, and the four of them were surrounded by life, and the blood-red light gave people a hint of extreme danger. The man also stared at this scene in shock, and he had no skills to return to the sky.

"It's over!" Zhu Beichen sighed secretly, his expression gloomy.

The dark red aura trapped the four of them in the array, and the body of the nine coffins shook violently.

The coffin seemed to be concentrating the beam, accumulating momentum, and time was passing in this valley bit by bit.

Carrying rays of ablative corrosive light energy, the light was shining, leaving a very narrow space for the four of them to dodge.

A light instantly arrived in front of Zhu Beichen, he turned sideways to dodge the past, and another light followed. The ancient mirror in the man's hand knew that it was not an ordinary thing at sight, and that mirror was so far, the only object that could resist the light projected by the nine coffins.

The other three walked through the narrow gaps in the light, and the afterglow brushed the corners of the three thousand clothes, and the black fabric melted away in the blink of an eye.

The light is getting denser and denser, and the space available for wandering is extremely compressed, and they have become inescapable. The man's forehead was also oozing large beads of sweat, and the beam of light was getting faster and denser, and he gradually felt strained, and his physical strength began to be exhausted.

The extremely corrosive light devoured everything, and even the air in the array became scorching and hot under the friction of the agitating light. The light suddenly stopped.

Finally, the light combination in the array was connected by lines, ready to be finally assembled and swept towards everyone.

The four of them stood in the middle of the formation, and there were no dead ends to dodge.

The time before death is short, and a moment or even a second in reality will be subconsciously extended indefinitely.

The subconscious mind gave enough time for the dying person to recall this life, and Zhu Beichen remembered his grandfather in the depths of the mountain, the only relative.

The man holding the ancient mirror was thinking about the baby who was still in swaddling clothes, and perhaps the steps he took in the future could only be supported by her mother.

Han Qingxin looked at Zhu Beichen and recalled every scene they experienced together, and now even death will be experienced together. Everyone has their own thoughts at this moment, and they have long been lifeless insistence, only a strong attachment, nostalgia for the beauty of this earthly world, and attachment to the person who is about to leave forever.

Layers of light slowly converge

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