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Ying Xuan frowned, this game seems to be unsolvable, even if he survives in the ancient battlefield, he will eventually step out of this place, and in the face of the ruthless horror, how can he have his life.

"Ugh..."

Sighing heavily, Ying Xuan regretted a little that he shouldn't have come to this troubled water, and now he is trapped here, unable to advance or retreat, which is really worrying.

"Huh?"

At this moment, Ying Xuan suddenly found that there was a vague mark on his palm, slightly tinged with a strange gray, and the pattern was very blurry and could not be seen clearly.

"When was this left?"

Ying Xuan was shocked in his heart, he had not found the gray mark on his palm before, and he didn't know when it was left.

"Is it the shadow?"

Previously, the eyes of the black shadow bloomed with two astonishing rays of lightning, turning into two rays of cold lightning, looking directly at him, and hurriedly raising the black sword tire to resist.

It seems that there is a strange power, along the black sword fetus, into the palm of his hand, at that time the situation is in danger of urgency, I didn't pay attention, only knew that I was running for my life.

Now that the injury has been relieved, he found that there was a strange gray mark in the palm of his hand.

Ying Xuan's palm kept rubbing, and found that no matter what, the gray mark seemed to grow on the palm of the hand and was embedded in the palm of the flesh, and it could not be erased.

There was some disbelief in evil in his heart, and the spiritual power in the dantian ran up, surging towards the palm, and the whole palm was surrounded by spiritual power, and there was a glow.

The spiritual power is circulating in the palm of the hand, and the strange thing is that although this gray mark is visible to the naked eye, it cannot sense its existence, and the spiritual power operates in it, and nothing is found.

"That's weird!"

Ying Xuan frowned, he always felt that this gray mark made him feel a little uncomfortable, and the corpse dog spirit was released, and he felt a palpitation, and his heartbeat couldn't help but accelerate, as if something ominous was about to happen.

"The strength of the black shadow is terrifying, just one look can injure itself, if you want to take your own life, it must be easy, why leave this gray mark?"

Puzzled, a mystery lingered in his heart, like a fog, Ying Xuan had an intuition, this mark must not be good, I am afraid that something will happen.

Sitting cross-legged and meditating, Ying Xuan tried all kinds of methods, but he couldn't crack the gray mark, except for being visible to the naked eye, he couldn't sense the existence of the mark at all.

The more he stared at the gray mark, the more uneasy Ying Xuan felt in his heart, as if something ominous was about to happen.

The stars shifted, and the night fell quietly again, and the ancient battlefield at night was even more raging, whining and sobbing between the whistling, which made people feel uneasy.

The surrounding temperature is getting colder and colder, and there is a kind of restlessness and anxiety that permeates the heart, bringing people a negative emotion. 【】

Whining!

The yin wind swept in, as if there were countless unjust souls, crying in his ears, Ying Xuan's heart became more and more chaotic, and a faint uneasiness continued to spread in his heart.

"Is it ......?"

Ying Xuan thought of a possibility, because the foreign monk swallowed the Yin Wind Pill, planted the seeds, was sacrificed alive, and drained his life's spiritual vitality, and with the Yin Wind whistling, he finally merged into the black shadow and became its nourishing nutrients.

And the disciple of the treacherous and dry stream, but there has never been an ominous occurrence, the Yin Wind Pill can be said to be a seed, an opportunity, and a mark.

Now, although he has not swallowed the Yin Wind Pill, he has been planted with a gray mark by the source of evil and the strange black shadow, which is similar to him.

With a bulge in his heart, Ying Xuan remembered the Yin Feng Pill that he had collected in the Cave Heaven World, and hurriedly took it out and held it in his hand to look at it.

The Yin Wind Pill is about the size of a dragon's eye, and the whole body is gray, and there is a cold meaning in the hand, which has a trace of the same origin as the Yin Wind of this ancient battlefield.

Ying Xuan placed the Yin Feng Pill on the palm imprint, his heart tightened suddenly, his pupils constricted, and there seemed to be some kind of inexplicable connection between the gray mark and the Yin Feng Pill.

I can feel that there is an inexplicable attraction between the two, although one is an elixir and the other is a mark, but it is the same feeling.

After discovering this, how could Ying Xuan not understand that although he had not swallowed the Yin Wind Pill, he had been planted with this gray mark, and I am afraid that it was no different from swallowing the Yin Wind Pill.

"Could it be that something ominous will happen to you and be sacrificed alive?!"

As soon as he thought of this possibility, Ying Xuan's heart couldn't calm down, and he felt the whining and crying wind around him, and he felt even more creepy.

It seems that at any time he will wrap around his body, sacrifice himself dry, and turn into a white bone.

The seven spirits were running, and the two huge stars in his mind were constantly flickering, and it was the Tianshu Star and the Tianxuan Star, which were reflected in the eyes, the left Tianshu and the right Tianxuan.

The endless stars in his eyes rose and fell, making Ying Xuan at this time a little ghostly, the devouring thief and the corpse dog were running wildly, and his spirit was highly concentrated, and he was vigilant to prevent accidents.

At this moment, the yin wind seemed to become a little different, as if with a hint of life, and there seemed to be emotions in it, with greed and excitement.

The evil yin wind, with a chilling cold meaning, swirled around Ying Xuan, as if observing its prey, ready to strike at any time.

A layer of fine beads of sweat appeared on Ying Xuan's forehead, his body was tense, and he didn't dare to move, and the black sword fetus was taken out and held in his hand, as if it could bring a little strength to himself.

Seeing the six roads and listening to the eight directions, the corpse dog surrounded the body, spreading to the yin wind around the body, and the information that came from it made De Yingxuan a little frightened.

Yin winds can pose a deadly threat to themselves!

After feeling the ominous arrival, Ying Xuan was like a great enemy, and remembered the tragic death of Lu Wang and others before, a living monk was sacrificed alive in an instant, turned into a white bone, and became a corrupt existence, which was really terrifying.

Whining!

The yin wind circling around, as if it had been aimed at the prey, surged towards Ying Xuan, like a mighty tide, rolling over.

"Roar!"

Ying Xuan roared angrily, and he found the gray mark in the palm of his hand, which turned out to be like a call, and had some kind of connection with the Yin Wind, making him a living target.

The gray mark emitted a faint light, and after feeling this light, the yin wind suddenly whistled, as if it was attracted, with a trace of desire, with a trace of greed, enveloping Ying Xuan.

The gray mark in the palm of the hand gradually spread, and a small wisp of gray light flowed up in the direction of the arm, as if it was going to run through the body.

Hiss!

Ying Xuan gasped, unable to sit idly by, and the spiritual power in the dantian ran wildly, surging towards his arm, trying to block the gray ray of light and wrap it.

However, it was in vain, and he turned a blind eye to the swarming spiritual power, and could not stop its progress, and instantly flowed to Ying Xuan's shoulder.

At this moment, Ying Xuan felt a weakness in his arm, as if he had lost control of his arm, and he couldn't even sense the existence of his arm.

Bang!

The black sword tire in his hand finally couldn't hold it anymore and fell to the ground, raising a gust of wind and sand, which made De Yingxuan extremely frightened.

This scene is unprecedented, and even the weapon cannot be held, which shows the seriousness of the situation.

The devouring thief spirit operated, wrapping his body tightly, and Ying Xuan pinned his hopes on this, although he could not achieve the realm of inviolability, but he also hoped to be able to block it.

To devour a thief means to devour a thief outside the body and protect oneself.

However, the gray mark seemed to be from the inside out of the body, and it could not be stopped at all, and in an instant, it passed through Ying Xuan's shoulder along the meridians and flowed all over the body, with a layer of gray light around the body.

"Suffered!"

Ying Xuan didn't expect it to be so fast, and his eyes began to reveal a sense of fear, where the gray light passed, he couldn't resist it at all, and he lost control of his body in an instant.

In his mind, the Tianshu Star and the Tianxuan Star continued to rise and fall, occupying Ying Xuan's mind, and the stars in his eyes even bloomed, and Ying Xuan operated the power of the Seven Spirits to the extreme.

All these efforts were in vain, and the cold yin wind, with greed, swept around Ying Xuan, and Ying Xuan couldn't resist it at all when the gray mark was all over his body.

The yin wind carried a cold and cold meaning, revealing cruelty, and blew on Ying Xuan's body, with a longing, as if he had seen gluttonous food.

Ying Xuan was terrified in his heart, feeling the crazy operation of the spiritual power in the dantian, and then venting outward, being ruthlessly devoured by the yin wind.

Not only was the spiritual power on his body leaking out wildly, but he was also ruthlessly deprived of his vitality, his pupils gradually dimmed, and his long black hair began to be mixed with a little gray.

Ying Xuan was really unwilling to feel emotional, thinking of the old woodcutter's grandfather, thinking of his parents who had never met, and thinking of Ren Yanran in Bailu Academy, a strong desire to survive rose from the bottom of his heart.

The devouring thief spirit was running wildly, and every line of the Tianshu Star clearly appeared in his mind, wanting to devour the evil spirit in the yin wind.

"Seven-Star Manuscript!"

Ying Xuan's mind flashed, and he suddenly remembered that he still had something on his body, perhaps his last hope, and hurriedly communicated with the cave world in his body, wanting to take out the Seven Star Manuscript.

However, it was too late, and the light emitted by the gray mark had already penetrated Ying Xuan's body, causing him to lose control of his body.

At this moment, in addition to the normal operation of the mind, let alone taking out the seven-star manuscript, even moving a finger is a luxury.

With a crazy roar in his heart, he tried hard to raise his palm, but strangely, he didn't have the slightest intuition, and he couldn't even sense the existence of his palm.

Ying Xuan understands that it is too late, he has been smooth sailing in the past, and he has gradually become a little arrogant, if he takes out the seven-star manuscript in the morning and waits for it, there may be a chance that he will not be so passive.

When facing Ma Feiming's strange treasure flag, when he was in the Biquan Forbidden Land, the Seven Star Manuscripts all played a huge role, and they only blamed themselves for their carelessness.

I don't know if it's because Ying Xuan is vigorous or if it's the unprecedentedness of the ninth layer of the spirit cultivation, Ying Xuan was not like Lu Wang, who was sacrificed alive in an instant and emptied of his body.

But despite this, Ying Xuan's long black hair was gone, replaced by gray hair, like an old man in the twilight.

The face is also in a young age, and it gradually becomes like an orange peel, full of folds, and a series of furrows cut across the face, pitted, and the vitality gradually fades.

The body has also become thin, the flesh that has been refined, and the strong muscles and veins that have cultivated the way of Liuhe have gradually become obscene, and the body is as thin as firewood, as if skin and bones.

The realm of cultivation fell again and again, and in an instant, the cultivation of the sixth layer of evolution had fallen to the realm of spiritual cultivation, and Ying Xuan's heart was full of despair.

At the same time, my heart is also full of unwillingness, and I don't know how much hardship I have endured to achieve today's achievements, but in an instant, I have nothing, and I have to pay the price of my life for it.

The yin wind hovering around him, enjoying such a gluttonous meal, with a hint of longing and greed, and a hint of satisfaction.

The yin wind howled more and more, and there seemed to be a pair of eyes staring at Ying Xuan's body, revealing a cruel look.

"Master Chicken!"

At this juncture in his life, Ying Xuan thought of Master Ji, as if he had grasped the last straw in his life, and his mind sank into the world of Dongtian, wanting to call Master Ji out.

I believe that with the ability of Master Ji, he may be able to help him overcome the difficulties in front of him, even if he pays a big price, even his life is about to die, what else can be compared to this.

At this time, when Ying Xuan's mind sank into the dantian and wanted to communicate with the cave world, a scene that made him desperate happened.

In the past, the dantian was surrounded by eight-colored glow, which was the light of the seeds of gossip blooming, but now with the passage of spiritual power, it became dim.

What made Ying Xuan despair the most was that the dantian was not only dim, but also full of gray mist, and while draining his spiritual vitality, he also cut off his last thoughts.

The dantian filled with gray mist blocked the connection between Ying Xuan and the Cave Heaven World, and his mind couldn't sink into it at all, let alone call for Ji Ye.

"Damn it!"

Ying Xuan cursed secretly, when he encountered danger in the past, Ji Ye could always predict everything in the outside world, and at this moment, he didn't know what was happening, and he still didn't appear at such a juncture.

Burst!

A soft sound sounded in Ying Xuan's dantian, representing the gossip seeds of heaven, earth, mountains, water, fire, wind, thunder, and eight spirits, and at this moment, there was a crack, and Ying Xuan's cultivation fell to the trough of the spirit cultivation.

If it continues, it will be completely useless in an instant, and it will be irretrievable!

Ying Xuan was extremely frightened, roaring madly in his heart, and his face was full of unwillingness, but the miracle did not appear, as the last straw fell, the gossip seed of Ying Xuan's dantian was destroyed in one fell swoop, and he completely became a wasted person.

The whole body is like a deflated ball, the back is becoming more and more rickety, and the twilight color on the face is gone, and I am afraid that the next moment, it will turn into a white bone.

The gray mist in the dantian didn't seem to be satisfied, and it seemed that there were other forces in the Yingxuan dantian, and the gray mist surged towards it, but at a glance, the place was empty. (To be continued.) Mobile phone users, please browse and read, a better reading experience.