In the misty forest, in the underground space under an ancient fire copper tree, Lihuo suddenly raised his head and stared at the top of his head, his eyes flashing with a cold light.

The three of Ye Qingcheng, who were eating the barbecued Flame Rabbit, immediately stopped what they were doing and looked at the fire cautiously.

Flames floated out from the fire, instantly demonized, and then raised his head and spat out a ball of flame the size of a wine jar, hitting the earthen wall above his head.

"!!Boom" In the faint red, cold misty forest, a ferocious ball of flame burst out from the ground, and then exploded into a circle of whistling flames, ferociously sweeping all around.

Then, Lihuo took the lead in jumping out of the hole in the ground, followed by Ye Qingcheng and the others.

It was late at night, and the forest was filled with a pale red mist, and a circle of red flames burned more than ten zhang away, and the radiating hot wind blew the leaves into a rattle. I saw that in the eastern corner of the flame circle, a hideous strange shadow suddenly walked into the flames and walked towards Ye Qingcheng and the three of them.

It was a huge spider, weighing more than a thousand pounds and the size of a bison. Its body was covered with red hairs as hard as steel cones, and its forehead had eight pitch-black eyes of various sizes, and two large purple-blue fangs were bent into hooks, condensing a light cyan viscous venom.

"Mother of Blood?!" Ye Qingcheng gasped and said, "An old poisonous insect with third-order strength. ”

The eight eyes of the Mother of Blood stared at the fire calmly, obviously it was already familiar with the breath of this fire spirit, and the little spiders it gave birth to were burned by this flame.

"It seems that it has come to seek revenge. Ye Qingcheng said.

"Since we're targeted, we'll work together to kill him!" said the little fat man bravely as soon as he returned to his normal state. He has gradually adapted to the environment here, and after experiencing life and death, he has aroused his youthful enthusiasm.

Hearing this, Ye Qingcheng and Huo Jing were very pleased. After all, no matter how powerful the little fat man was before, he was too timid, so he could only be regarded as a burden. Now, it was also exhilarating that he had the courage to start confronting the dangers here.

However, Ye Qingcheng didn't want to fight hard, he shook his head and said: "The venom of the third-order poisonous insect is too powerful, the three of us can't touch it at all, even if we are stung by its poisonous needle from the fire, we may be seriously injured." There are too many dangers here, and you can't fight hard. It's still the old way, escape!"

After speaking, there was no need to say much, Ye Qingcheng and Lihuo had reached a tacit understanding, and he immediately turned around and led Huo Jing and Bao Jun to flee north. Lihuo opened his mouth suddenly, and spit out fierce red flame balls one after another, like meteors, and slammed into the Mother of Blood violently.

"Whew, Whew, Whew, Whew, Whew......"

The red flame balls dragged the long tails of the fire, and flew out one after another. Seeing this, the Mother of Blood rushed up to her eight legs covered with red hair. Although it was huge, it was incredibly fast, and in the face of the fireball attack from the fire, it flashed and leaped again and again, and the fireballs barely touched its red hair, and it dodged them one by one.

"Bang bang bang bang bang ......"

The balls of flame that flew out exploded one after another, and in the fierce flames, the Mother of Blood instantly rushed to Lihuo and fought with it.

After fleeing for a distance, Huo Jing stopped and turned to look. In the distance, in the glow of the blazing fire, the fire was already fighting with the Mother of Blood. They are all third-order strength, the spiritual power of Lihuo is very pure, and the Mother of Blood has a terrifying venom, and no one is sure of victory. However, even if he was seriously injured and killed the old poisonous insect, Ye Qingcheng couldn't accept it. Like his brother, he couldn't accept it being hurt.

"Really don't want to go back to help Lihuo?" Huo Jing asked nervously.

"When we run away, the fire will chase after us. Ye Qingcheng said: "It's buying time for us, it won't fight, let's go!"

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After a stick of incense, Ye Qingcheng and the three of them ran wildly all the way, and finally escaped to the northern edge of the mist. After breaking away from the gloomy, solemn fog, there is a clear, bleak cold night scene ahead.

At this time, the sky was still covered with heavy clouds, but a majestic dark cloud in the southern part of the sky cracked, revealing a round of the last quarter moon, casting the long-lost, clear moonlight on this lonely island.

However, after leaving the Misty Forest, they once again encountered a tricky obstacle.

Ahead, a huge crack appeared, like a canyon, and the crack stretched for nearly a hundred miles, more than a thousand zhang wide, like a moat, blocking their escape route.

"Underground Rock Spring!" Huo Jing said with a frightened expression as he stood on the edge of the crack and looked at the other side.

The underground rock spring is one of the five fierce places on the deep sea lotus island, leading to it is a huge and incomparable crack, below it is a nether rock spring, there are countless corpses piled up on the edge of the spring, whether it is the nether rock spring or the big crack, there are countless yin souls, once anyone mistakenly breaks in, they will be haunted by the yin spirits, turning into a walking corpse with a broken soul.

Beneath the eerie, pitch-black cracks, there seemed to be wafting pieces of ragged black cloth-like objects, all of which were ghosts that could be seen and hurt by the naked eye, and they flew in the darkness, making a whimpering sound like a ghostly wind, which was terrifying and desperate to hear.

"Jump over. Ye Qingcheng stared at a dead tree opposite the big crack and said.

"The rope isn't that long. The little fat man said in a panic. With a width of 100 zhang, they would definitely not be able to jump over, and the rope they carried on their bodies was not that long. Moreover, once it falls, it will be full of terrifying ghosts, possessed by them, and the soul will soon be torn to pieces.

At this moment, in the forest behind him, fierce fires flashed violently, mixed with the roar of the fire and the screams of the Mother of Blood.

"Jump!" Huo Jing ordered loudly.

Then he took seven or eight steps back, and then sprang up, leaping up at the edge of the crack.

At the same time, Bao Jun also took a few steps back and jumped towards the opposite bank without hesitation.

As a result, they only jumped more than 20 zhang above the crack before losing momentum and sliding weakly. The floating ghosts below, as if they were fierce fish hiding in the deep water waiting for their prey, suddenly became agitated.

Just when Huo Jing and Bao Jun's bodies were about to fall, Ye Qingcheng, who was wearing a black robe, with wisps of white smoke floating on his body, leaped vigorously between the two of them.

Then, Ye Qingcheng stretched out his arms, and two white spirit vines instantly burst out of his palms, tightly wrapping Huo Jing and Bao Jun's waists.

"Go to !!" Ye Qingcheng roared and waved his arms violently.

In the clear moonlight, a young figure hovered above the large black crack, and with a wave of his arms, he threw his two companions away.

After Ye Qingcheng's throw, the little fat man and Huo Jing in mid-air instantly leaped a distance of nearly eighty zhang and fell towards the opposite bank.

At this time, Lihuo also rushed out of the misty forest, and along with it, the eight-eyed incomparably red Blood Mother, who had gone completely mad, ferociously entangled Lihuo, and the Lihuo rolled and tore with it, falling towards the great crack in the pitch black.

Time slowed for a moment, and the shadows below frantically enveloped their two figures. Ye Qingcheng, who was hanging in the air and was sliding, looked up at Huo Jing and the little fat man on the edge of the crack in the distance, and shouted: "Find a safe place to hide, wait for me to come back!"

Then, a look of awe flashed in his eyes, and he glanced at the round head with only one mouth on the milky white left scale vine on the palm of his hand, and said, "Whether you can devour souls or not depends on you." ”

As he spoke, he resolutely chased after the figure that had disappeared from the fire, and fell into the depths of the great chasm full of ghosts......