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Above the abyss, under the thunder domain, two long groups of cultivators meandered forward. Those who ride the clouds dare not fly high, and those who resist the winds do not dare to take the center of the abyss and go straight. It's just that everything is quiet and cautious. After a while, the sound of panic came again.

"Be careful! This time it's unlucky, the strange beast in the abyss is actually sober and attacking!"

I didn't hear this, and I was also worried in my heart, so I turned my head and said to the second daughter:

"Don't stay away from a certain house, you can only walk around the Xu Zhi. ”

"Brother, Ling'er knows. ”

Ling'er does not belong to his heart. hesitated, and the wind secretly paid attention when he saw this. just leaned close to Ling'er's side. After a while, Ling'er suddenly sighed. Hundreds of feet forward, looking at the abyss spiritual mist falling straight down.

"Oh no, there is a cultivator who has touched the spiritual mist and fallen into the abyss!"

When he was not in the right line, he suddenly turned his head and saw the fall of Ling'er, and he was so shocked that he opened his mouth, but he didn't say a word. Feng'er was stunned at first, and stayed sober. screamed, regardless of life and death, he flew to the place where Ling'er fell to save him.

"Ling'er!"

It seems that he suddenly woke up and shouted, but he used the body protection divine light and threw himself straight into the black spiritual mist of the abyss.

"Brother Shi!"

The wind also fell straight into the abyss without stopping. The surrounding hundred and ten cultivators, whether they are high cultivators and great virtues, Yang or Dharma Body Ning Yuan all showed a fox sadness on their faces, and there was a wisp of luck between their eyebrows.

"It's a pity that a pair of beauties, the fairies don't change. Falling into the abyss!"

"The most regrettable person is the male cultivator, who is obviously weak, but he resolutely went into the abyss to die, isn't it sad?"

"Idiot. Also called the fool!"

"To love and sex, there is the wind of a saint!"

"Fool!"

A group of wild cultivators outside the abyss discussed, and the voices of sympathy were endless.

"Senior brother. If the concubine is unlucky, will you be like that idiot?"

A female cultivator looked at this with great emotion. Although he asked his sweetheart on the side.

"Senior sister, don't talk such nonsense! Where is such bad luck? ”

The male cultivator said embarrassedly when he heard this.

The female cultivator's expression was gloomy when she saw this, and she silently followed her cultivation.

It's just that in an instant, this place returns to calm, as if nothing has ever happened, and the cultivators are just concentrating on staring at the movements up and down the abyss, where can they care about the life and death of the number of cultivators!

The Abyss.

Not to mention that it is not enough to watch the spirits fall into the black spiritual mist, but they are frightened to death, and they don't have time to think about it, and they go straight into the abyss spiritual mist. However, the corner of his eye slightly caught the feeling of the wind entering the abyss, and his heart was shocked, and he exclaimed:

"The wind can't do it!"

At this moment, a strong suction force suddenly descended on the body, and the insufficient law body seemed to fall straight into the deep stream of the abyss. The surrounding spiritual mist was entangled, eroding and eliminating the vitality on the magic body.

"Oh no!"

Na Shan secretly exclaimed, while transporting the gods to check the location of Ling'er and Feng'er. The left and right are only a few dozen zhang, and they are not in a hurry to turn the consciousness into a giant hand and pull the two girls over.

"Ling'er, Ling'er"

"Brother, is Ling'er dead?"

After a few calls, the spirit gradually woke up, her voice was weak, and she muttered in a low voice.

"Don't talk nonsense, a certain family is still there, where will there be something!"

"Brother Shi, it seems that our body is no longer sinking, but the consumption of vitality is getting bigger and bigger. ”

"Well, Ling'er, go to a certain dantian god realm to rest for a while, and wait for a certain person to get out of the abyss."

"Brother, Ling'er refuses! Ling'er refuses!"

The Ling'er gradually fainted as she refused.

"Ling'er!

It is not enough to see the scene, and the panic will be greatly lost, shaking Ling'er's body and roaring.

"Brother Shi, can you try to recover Ling'er with divine energy and yuan power?"

The wind suddenly said in a faint voice.

"Huh?"

Hearing this, he hurriedly transferred the power of the Divine Energy Yuan Dan in the dantian, wound it with Ling'er, and recovered it, but Ling'er didn't move at all. hurriedly changed the original Yuan Dan, but the strength was too thin, and it was unable to wrap that Ling'er's body. After changing the Holy Demon Yuan Dan out, the Yuan Force naturally flew to wrap that Ling'er, and then moved with a lack of thought, and Ling'er disappeared suddenly. After being stunned for a moment, he hurriedly looked back at the god of consciousness, and saw that the holy lotus dark mother lotus flower in the dantian god realm was in full bloom, and a woman on it was lying on her side, but the lotus flower slowly closed, and finally contracted like a bud. Ling'er is no longer seen.

At this time, it is not enough to look back at Feng'er Dao:

"Feng'er, Ling'er is fine! Feng'er, Feng'er?"

It was not enough to scan for a week, and there was no wind, and I cried out in panic.

"Brother Shi, I'm here!"

A faint answer came from underground, as if nine shades were separating it. It is not enough to look down when he hears the words, and he lies down at his feet and repairs it, his appearance has changed greatly, and he is old and old. Look at it carefully, but it's not exactly the wind that wants to meditate on this cultivation!

"Ahh

Less than a handful, he picked up the unconscious wind who fell to the ground on the side.

"Feng'er, at this time, you can't go up, you can't go down, what can I do?"

In the midst of anxiety, a flash of inspiration flashed through his mind. Jiang Sheng sat on the ground, put Feng'er sideways in front of him, and then pinched the trick with both hands, and the spell in his mouth rose loudly. But it was the trick of the little Qian's creation of the world, and an invisible and strange fluctuation started at the end, and then gradually grew, enveloping it with the wind.

After three or five days, with a low groan, the elderly female cultivator in front of her gradually changed her appearance, but the person was already sober, and she looked insignificant:

"Brother Shi, am I already old and old?"

"Feng'er"

After a short exhalation, he sighed, stretched out his hand and hugged the wind tightly in his arms, and said in a loud voice:

"Feng'er, fortunately, at this time, the two of us have been cut off from this spiritual mist, and the vitality is no longer gone. Otherwise, he will definitely return to Huangquan, and there will be no next life. ”

The wind suddenly breathed a sigh of relief, hugged the deficiency tightly and gradually fell into a dream. At this time, he was helpless in his heart! The Yuan Power consumed by Xiao Qian's Creation World Dao Technique was gradually difficult to reach, and his Dharma Body was half-floating in the abyss, unable to go up or down, and unable to move. What's even more frightening is that there seem to be strange spirits peeping around, and every time I perceive it, I can't help but be shocked.

It was just a few days after being trapped in the abyss, but within his dantian god realm, it was earth-shaking. The Holy Lotus Dark Mother slowly rotated, emitting all kinds of dark light, the color was pitch black, through the insufficient Heavenly Gate, and directly into this abyss on the heavenly spirit, and the wisps of dark spirit threads in the abyss were all attached to the Holy Lotus Dark Mother. Maybe it was three days, or four days, and the abyss was even darker, but the spiritual qi that was filled with it before had disappeared without a trace. However, the Holy Lotus Dark Mother seemed to have swallowed a great tonic elixir, and the whole child ignited a swarthy fire. The flame was pitch black, scorching the dantian god realm, not enough to eat the severe pain, howling and tumbling in this small thousand domains.

"Brother Shi!"

The wind called out with difficulty.

Hearing this, there was a pain in my heart, and I strongly endured the desire to scream, and trembled by the wind. The pain continued for a while, and it was not until half a month that it gradually stopped. At that time, the magic energy of the muddy body had already been consumed, and even the consciousness god was weak.

"Brother Shi, are you feeling better at this time?"

"Well, I don't know how much the Holy Lotus Dark Mother nourished Ling'er, but it was as black as a forging magic weapon, and it almost killed a certain family. However, after this toss, this black barrier spirit mist is no longer eroding!"

"Brother Shi, Ling'er is asleep?"

"Exactly. ”

"Well, the next time Ling'er wakes up, she already has good magical powers. ”

"Huh, the power of imprisonment here is slowly dying. ”

"Brother Shi, can you move?" (To be continued......)