The air of death is lingering, and the dry graves are barren and scattered in the burial ridge.

The withered yellow weeds poked their heads out of the mound, swaying weakly with the yin wind, like the only unyielding life left in this dark heaven and earth.

But the withered grass did not last for a few breaths, so it turned into crumbs and spread on the grave.

"Tapp..."

In the dark world, I don't know how long it was silent, and finally ushered in an abrupt sound of falling footsteps, which was incompatible with this side of the world, but it had a strange sense of fit.

Just like the white clothes where the voice came, it seems to have become the only different color in this world, it looks very abrupt, and it is a little inexplicably bright, as if a door has been opened to reflect here.

Jun Yi walked among the dry graves, listening to the bursts of crying when the cold wind poured into the heavens and the earth, and instead of the slightest panic, his heart was surprisingly calm.

He didn't know where it was, but he had a sense of belonging, as if... Returned home.

All the way deeper, he had seen these dry graves.

Some of them have been flattened by dust, and there is no appearance of a grave, some of them are messy and spilled out, some of them are being picked up, and some of them are still standing with wooden planks in front of them, but they are so broken that they can't see the words on them, and it seems that there is nothing on them.

"What the hell is this place?"

Jun Yi wanted to find some information about this place from above, but he didn't have the slightest clue, and some were just doubts with no answers.

He walked, I don't know how long.

It was originally a gray world, but the color was a little darker, as if it was dark, and the atmosphere became depressing.

Jun Yi's pace of walking gradually began to slow down, not that he found anything, but that his shoulders began to become heavy, as if something was pressed on.

And the weight is constantly increasing.

It didn't take long for him to stop walking around.

He could see that there was nothing but countless nameless graves and graves.

No

After the sky was dark, there were some strange phantoms, hiding behind the dry grave, I don't know whether they were afraid or curious, and looked at it from time to time.

"Who are you?"

Jun Yi looked at the back of a dry grave, there was no hiding head, and somehow felt a little funny in his heart, but he didn't let his guard down, and he was still secretly on guard.

The head behind the dry grave trembled, as if he knew that Jun Yi was talking about himself, but he still pretended not to know, and continued to hide there, pretending to be dead and motionless.

Jun Yi was helpless and said, "Don't hide, I see you." ”

But the figure is still unmoved, as if it wants to blend in with the environment, but the gray and black colors, in this strange place, are too obvious, and it is completely self-deception.

This gives Jun Yi a child's sense of hide-and-seek, which is very interesting.

He had no choice but to step forward, ready to reach out and poke the figure behind the dry grave, telling himself that he had no ill intentions, but just wanted to ask for directions.

"Stop!"

"Don't move!"

"Don't come here!"

However, before they got closer, behind the surrounding graves, there were figures jumping out, vigilantly grabbing the dead branches of soil and rocks, and pointing at Jun Yi from afar.

These figures looked like ordinary mortals, and they were poor people, wearing clothes full of patches and loopholes.

With such an appearance, Jun Yi looked stunned, and the pace under his feet stopped.

I saw that the figure behind the dry grave he was about to walk to was a timid girl, who was hiding beside the strong man who came out from behind the adjacent dry grave, holding his legs, poking out his little head, with a curious face.

"Don't be nervous, I just want to ask what this place is. ”

Looking at the little girl's bright eyes, Jun Yi felt inexplicable in his heart, and his voice softened: "In Xia Junyi, I somehow strayed into this place, and I couldn't find a way back for a while, and there was no malice." ”

"Mistakenly here?"

The figures around each other glanced at each other, their faces full of suspicion.

One of the figures could not bear it anymore and cried out: "Impossible, you are a living person, how can a living person come here?

"Living?"

Jun Yi was stunned, subconsciously looked down at his body, and wondered in his heart, could it be that he came to the place of death?

He was still in front of the Hundred Illusion Dao Fog Tree in Changxi Butterfly Valley, and wanted to communicate with Zhihai and ask the Yunshen Tree and the Yuan Shi Immortal Tree, but he didn't respond in the slightest.

Apparently cut off from something, unable to communicate.

The people around him looked vigilant, as if they were facing a great enemy, and for a while they put Jun Yi in a dilemma.

But he still didn't give up, and explained bitterly: "Please believe me, I really have no malice, and somehow I came here." ”

"Please show me the way back to me. ”

But no matter what he said, these people did not open their mouths, nor did they disperse, and the suspicion and vigilance on their faces did not retreat in the slightest.

"Young man. ”

At this time, there was an old voice in the crowd, and it slowly came from the depths of the path where everyone had separated: "Come here, let the old man see you." ”

Jun Yi looked along the path, and in the shadows shrouded by the crowd, there was a kind old man figure sitting upright.

His face was facing Jun Yi, as if he wanted to see it clearly, but his pupils were empty, and for some reason, he had no eyes. Dream Chinese

Jun Yi was not afraid, but calmly stepped forward to meet him.

Anyway, at least a breakthrough, isn't it?

It's just that as he gets closer to the old man, his body becomes heavier, and at first he can still bear one or two, but gradually he feels that his strength is passing, and he is moving forward with a mortal body, carrying the mountain.

Jun Yi didn't know what the reason was, but he could vaguely guess that it might be a test.

He clenched his teeth, ignoring the sweat on his forehead, his body trembled and persisted, step by step, slowly approaching the old man.

A quarter of an hour passed, and Jun Yi had only walked more than a dozen steps, far less than half the distance of Fang Cai.

As he got closer to the old man, the heavier the weight on his body and the burden on his shoulders, the slower and more difficult his march became, and even his consciousness began to be a little chaotic.

The sight in front of him, the figures on both sides of his road, were a little blurred, and gradually began to dissipate, so that he couldn't tell whether his will could not hold on, or whether the figures were disappearing.

But he clings to a trace of clarity in his mind, upholds the obsession in his heart, and still insists.

"This kid is good, it's kind of interesting..."

"He's the only one who's been here in years, right?"

"Hehehehe, the first thing he saw was me, what a cute little guy, so cute, just give him a little gift..."

......

I don't know how long I've been walking, I don't know how far I've walked, and I don't know how far away from the old man is, Jun Yi doesn't know anything anymore.

But vaguely, he seemed to hear something, as if someone was talking about something, intermittently, vaguely inaudible.

All this seems to be a dream, a strange and strange dream.

In the haze, Jun Yi felt that his body gradually began to become cold, as if he was about to fall into an endless abyss, and then a fire appeared from nothingness, nourishing his body and consciousness.

He seemed to see a petite figure, bouncing out of thin air, chuckling at himself, stroking his forehead, not knowing what he was saying.

He could see the other person's lips moving, but he couldn't understand the meaning of his words, and no matter how hard he tried, it seemed as if there was a trench in the middle, insurmountable.

Finally, the figure stretched out his hand and flicked his fingers, and it was on the center of his eyebrows,

Jun Yizhi felt that the sky was spinning for a while, and his consciousness fell into darkness, and then a little light appeared, constantly expanding and expanding, turning into a bright scene and reflecting it in his eyes.

......

Under the Hundred Illusion Dao Mist Tree, in front of a Dao Mist Tea, Jun Yi was surrounded by Meng Hongchen and others in the center, his eyes closed, and he stood silently.

"Wow..."

Suddenly, a strange flame erupted from Jun Yi's body.

The flame was bright and warm, burning elegantly, as if it didn't have any power, but it made Meng Hongchen and the others irresistibly push away, and then turned into a fire lotus, surrounding Jun Yi in the middle.

It was as if he was in nirvana, entering a strange world.

How can the changes here go unnoticed?

Guan Chen, Yao Qiwen, Mu Miaolan and others looked at it for the first time, and their eyes fell on Jun Yi's body strangely, constantly looking up and down.

In the flames outside Jun Yi's body, they felt a strange power, as if they had traveled through time and space, extraordinary and ordinary.

Let their hearts give birth to an inexplicable desire, and they can't help but want to take it by force, as if they missed the flame, that is, they missed the great opportunity, and even regretted it for life.

The three of them were like this, not to mention the other martial artists.

The surrounding area had already decided the ownership of the Daowu tea, and the warriors who were about to leave, one by one, seemed to smell the fishy smell, all of them stopped and turned their heads to look at Jun Yi.

Those hundreds of pairs of blazing eyes seemed to melt Jun Yi, even if Meng Hongchen and the others were standing in the distance, they were a little unbearable.

Obviously, this time is not the same as before.

"Trouble. ”

Meng Hongchen's expression was solemn, but he still rushed forward without hesitation, blocking Jun Yi's body, and Deadwood Hanjue was summoned as soon as possible, not daring to be careless.

Hu Bai and the three of them were helpless, and they also stepped forward again, after all, there were still Zhu Su's hole cards, which could make them feel a little at ease.

However, Phantom Xiaoyi was forcibly stopped by the warriors of Phantom Moon Island and did not let her continue to move forward, and the current situation was no longer within their control.

Shang Shizong, who was on the side, no longer spoke, but sat up with a solemn expression, looking at Jun Yi who was bathed in flames, and in his flickering eyes, he was even thinking about the pros and cons of making a move.

For a while, the situation under the fog tree of the Hundred Illusion Dao was cold and depressing to the extreme, even the powerhouses of the early stage realm of Wuzun felt a little breathless.

This all originated from the flames outside Jun Yi's body, which also made them more and more eager for it.

"No more!"

"This stuff smells so good!!"

"Lao Tzu can't help it, Lao Tzu can't bear it!!"

In the crowd, there were martial artists in the realm of the Martial Emperor who shouted excitedly, and there was even saliva flowing from the corners of their mouths, and they didn't care about wiping it off, so they grabbed a spear and rushed forward.

It looked like a wild dog that hadn't eaten for a long time and smelled the scent, crazy and manic.

Someone took the lead, and the desires that the surrounding warriors were struggling to suppress in their hearts were like a flood that burst the embankment, swallowing up their last sanity and surging up frantically.

Hundreds of figures were overwhelming, densely drowning Meng Hongchen and the others, directly knocking them to the ground, and then sticking to the flames, they couldn't help opening their mouths and biting the flames.

"Hum..."

At this moment, Jun Yi, who was bathed in flames, slowly opened his eyes, and his pupils seemed to contain heaven and earth, and the flames outside his body were absorbed into his body and disappeared.