Red Mist stood alone at the rear. She used Chen Moling and the others as a wall to isolate Chen Yin from herself, and slowly narrowed the range, forcing Chen Yin to the edge.

Chen Yin didn't dare to hurt them, so he had to try his best to dodge. But because of this, the range of his movement is getting narrower and narrower according to the idea of red mist.

For him, the wooden sword of Chen Mo Ling alone was enough for himself, not to mention the fists of Leopard Hong and Jiaojiao.

However, Chen Yin still hoped that they could accidentally bump into the fire power that he poured out, but in fact, with their ability, they were completely able to deal with these uncontrolled release of the power of time.

Just dodging like this, he was already getting closer and closer to the edge of the enchantment.

Black flames and red mist collided with the enchantment on his body, constantly emitting a low humming sound. Even such an uninterrupted sound did not make Chen Moling hesitate at all.

Chen Yin looked at their eyes, each of them stared at him, his eyes were not colorless—this was the most headache for Chen Yin—each of them was acting with their own consciousness, exerting all their abilities.

In fact, if it weren't for the fact that he couldn't control his strength, Chen Yin still had many ways to deal with the current situation.

But now he has realized that the derivative power in his body is getting less and less, and his own pranayama can no longer catch up with the leakage of the derivative power, and he is only delaying the drying up of the derivative power. If it goes on like this, it won't be possible to touch the red mist, and it will be impossible to avoid the attacks of the senior brothers.

But even though Chen Yin was clear about all these things in his heart, he was still helpless.

He forced himself to calm down, the red mist was too far away for him to touch. At the moment, the simplest and most feasible thing is to dissolve Jiang Yuehua's derivative force.

Chen Mo Ling, Leopard Hong, and Horned Tartar are very powerful in their own right, while Senior Sister Jiang Yuehua is much weaker in comparison, especially in terms of body displacement.

When Chen Yin thought of this, he already had a rough idea in his heart.

He avoided it on the one hand, and approached Jiang Yuehua on the other.

The red mist had somewhat seen through Chen Yin's purpose, and she changed the illusion she saw in Jiang Yuehua's eyes, thus slowing down her pursuit.

And this is exactly what Chen Yin wants.

Jiang Yuehua slowed down like this, and a gap appeared in the surrounding human wall, Chen Yin patiently paid attention to the direction of Yan Li's leakage - he waited for the opportunity, and rushed towards Jiang Yuehua with the Yan Li that was leaking.

Hongwu didn't know that something was wrong when he saw it, and he hurriedly led Jiang Yuehua forward, trying to let her plug the 'loophole'.

But not only was it too late, but it accelerated the completion of Chen Yin's plan - he was already in front of Jiang Yuehua, and the two almost bumped into each other.

Everything happened too fast, and the red mist didn't have time to react at all, and even if she made adjustments, with Jiang Yuehua's skills, there was no chance to dodge.

After a muffled sound, Jiang Yuehua's body leaned back slightly, but that was all. She didn't fall to the ground, for she was wrapped in the flames of time.

However, Chen Yin didn't have time to be happy, and was even stunned.

Because what he didn't expect was that Jiang Yuehua's derivative power still stayed in his body, and it was still continuously pulling out of his body.

Although Jiang Yuehua was controlled by Shi Huo, Chen Yin still had no way to control his power to retract and release freely.

Just as he was out of his mind, the Morning Ink Spirit had already chased after him.

The wooden sword came out of the body, and like a white horse passing through a gap, it slashed down vertically with a ray of light. Chen Yin couldn't dodge, and a big hole was cut on his entire back, and blood was splashed all over the place.

Before he could take care of the pain, his left waist was hit by a punch from Leopard Hong as if he had been hammered by a hundred-pound boulder.

This punch made Chen Yin completely unable to catch his breath, and directly knelt on the ground with his legs, covering his waist and desperately trying to breathe again.

But the red mist wouldn't give him any respite.

Before Chen Yin's aura could ease, Chen Mo Ling's wooden sword had already passed through his back, piercing his heart.

**

On the other side, Yintao and Siyu returned to the bottom of the sinkhole.

Si Yu watched Yintao throw the two corpses into the corner and hide them, and sneered: "You don't think that if you hide them here, we won't be exposed?"

"It's just not going to be exposed for the time being. ”

"Then you want to delay time?" Si Yu wondered, "You are also a person with derivative power, don't you realize that from below this sinkhole, there are Xuanshi almost all the way, even if you delay long enough to recover the derivative power, they will not have any effect." ”

"I already knew just now, I naturally planned to delay time, but not to restore Yanli," Yin Tao explained while looking around, "It's really to avoid startling the snake, it won't take long for them to find that these two people are missing, so they will definitely send people here to find the two of them, but there won't be too many people, so if we prepare in advance, we will have a chance to catch a live mouth, so that he can take us out of here before the others notice." ”

Si Yu didn't follow the question, she still looked at Yin Tao with an indifferent face: "Then what are you looking for now?"