Guo Huaiyang's figure flashed, light as a butterfly, and his punch was like a cannon, smashing directly into the young man's waist, and a punch knocked him back a few steps, almost falling to the ground.

The man stood still and looked at Guo Huaiyang, his eyes a little more solemn.

"I didn't expect this young man who looked full of smiles to be a practitioner!"

His body sank slightly, and he rushed towards Guo Huaiyang again, making a ruthless shot and going straight to the point.

Guo Huaiyang's footsteps moved, pinched his fingers and clenched his fists, and a word seemed to move slightly in his mouth.

Soldier!

The two men were in the wrong shape, and the man flew out at once, and slammed into a tree with a thud, and the tree shook and the leaves rustled.

His face turned red, and he only felt his blood surging.

Reaching out and taking out a dagger from his waist, he held it in his right hand, and stared at Guo Huaiyang coldly.

"This guy has a human life on his hands!" Guo Huaiyang's eyes narrowed slightly, at this time, he was no stranger to the aura emanating from the young man in front of him, such a person was not met once.

"Be careful!"

"If you don't want to die, get out of here!" The man said coldly.

"I advise you not to cause trouble here, otherwise you will regret it!" Guo Huaiyang still had a faint smile on his face, but his body was already tense, like a leopard ready to hunt.

At this moment, there was a sudden burst, and the surrounding leaves rustled, and a flash of light flashed.

The young man's body was suddenly frozen and he couldn't move.

"W-what's going on?" His heart thumped, and he struggled hard, but his body stiffened, and he did not obey the call, as if every part of his body had been frozen to death by nails.

"Well, why didn't you move?" Guo Huaiyang, who was already prepared, found that the person on the other side had not launched an attack for a long time.

Suddenly, there was a slight shaking, and the ground under the man's feet cracked, and the earth continued to sink like quicksand, and the man slowly sank into the dirt.

The mud went up to the calves, over the thighs, to the abdomen, to the chest,

Move, hurry up!

He panicked, his brain kept giving instructions, desperately commanding, his body was uncontrollable, stiff as wood and stone, and he couldn't move.

Guo Huaiyang on the side was also stunned, opened his mouth, his eyes widened, and his face was full of horror.

"What's, what is this?"

The dirt has reached the neck,

At this time, the person's face was no longer as calm and expressionless as just now, but panic and fear.

He is ruthless, cold-blooded, and brave, but it doesn't mean that he is not afraid of death, and it is this inexplicable and strange way of dying.

Not far from Guo Huaiyang's face, he also saw horror, as if he had seen a ghost.

"Be careful, there might be something weird on that mountain!" At this time, he remembered the advice of his boss before leaving.

It's not weird, it's very weird!

The light was fading, his eyes had been obscured by the earth, and the earth was slowly swallowing his whole person, and there was nothing unusual to see on the ground.

Goo Dong, Goo Dong, Guo Huaiyang's heart beat faster.

"Magical spells, five elements of retreat?!"

A gust of wind rose, and a figure suddenly appeared in front of him.

"Sir," he hurriedly bowed when he saw who was coming.

"Go down the mountain!" Wang Qian waved his hand.

"Yes, sir."

Until he reached the bottom of the mountain, Guo Huaiyang was still thinking about the scene just now, it was too amazing.

"This is the real cultivator!"

On the mountain, Wang Qian looked at the land and felt the people buried alive below.

He had been in the hut just now, and he had a strange feeling, as if something was snooping in this direction, and he noticed this person after he came out of the hut.

When he came down from the mountain and went outside the formation, he clashed with Guo Huaiyang, and he heard the conversation between the two of them very clearly.

This man came for himself,

So he drew a talisman in the air, a "fixation talisman", passed through the woods, landed on him accurately, and then urged the "Charm of the Ground Spirit" to sink him into the ground.

People don't die for a while when they're buried in the ground, and they may survive longer if there is circulating air.

When Wang Qian sank him into the ground just now, he deliberately left a small gap to ventilate, and his divine sense could also go deep into the bottom to find out his life.

"I can't die for a while!"

Pressure, suffocation, darkness, waiting for death to come.

Cui Hai has never been so desperate.

He smelled death, he regretted it, he thought of the gentle woman, he thought of the child who was not yet born,

If the child is born without a father, she will wash her face with tears, or soon find someone to marry......

This is retribution for the bad things you have done, right?

He never believed in ghosts and gods, he didn't believe in cause and effect, and at this moment, he believed.

"What are you doing here?"

A voice suddenly rang out, underground, in the dirt, like a ghostly voice.

"I ......" he opened his mouth, and immediately sand poured into his mouth, and the strong feeling of suffocation made him very painful.

With a bang, he felt the dirt in front of him seem to loosen a little, allowing him to speak.

"Chen Yisong!" He did not hesitate to betray the people behind him.

There is no way, he still wants to live, and at this time, the strong desire to survive occupies an absolute dominance in his mind.

What morality, what kindness, what oath, all of them were thrown out of the clouds by him, and nothing can compare to life and death at this moment.

"Go on!"

In this dark underground, Cui Hai told everything he knew.

"Chen Yisong, Chen Shiyin's father?"

Wang Gan was slightly stunned when he heard his words, he really didn't expect it to be him.

"Mountain gods, then let you believe that there is a mountain god on this mountain."

Underground, when Cui Hai finished saying these words, the surroundings fell silent again.

Waiting, anxiously waiting, waiting for the verdict of life and death.

At this time, Cui Hai was already convinced that there was a mountain god on the mountain, and he no longer doubted it.

Boundless darkness, terrible torment, he fell into a state of sometimes comatose and sometimes awake,

I don't know how long I waited, the soil around him flowed, Cui Hai suddenly woke up, he felt his body wrapped in mud, constantly moving.

"Where is this going?!"

He wanted to ask, but he didn't dare to open his mouth, he could only live and die, no, by the "mountain god"!

Click, the earth broke through the ground, and a head came out of the ground, followed by the neck, the body,

Cui Hai saw the world on the ground again, breathed fresh air, and saw the light, it was moonlight, cold moonlight, and it was already dark outside.

The surrounding woods were still silent.

"Alive, I'm alive!" Tears flowed down his cheeks.