Flying all the way down the tall cherry trees in the cliff waterhole at the entrance, the two of them soon landed on the green mountainside that was everywhere in sight.

Han Baiyi and the two walked up the mountain road, and the long stone steps in front of them were endless, winding and climbing up at a great angle, like a zigzag snake.

Straddling on both sides of the winding mountain road are red torii gates.

The so-called torii gate is an annex building of the shrine in the shape of the word 'open', which represents the entrance to the realm of the gods in the Yingzhou culture.

At the same time, it is also a reminder to visitors that stepping into the torii gate means entering the realm of the gods, and they must be careful with every move.

However, for Han Baiyi, this point is of little significance.

Because the moment the two of them stepped on the stone steps, the sky on the stone steps immediately fell into darkness, dark clouds gathered one by one, and the sky that had just been sunny immediately turned to pitch black.

The dark clouds shone with golden thunder.

Boom Boom –

Han Baiyi dragged the fake royal son and ran quickly, and the one who ran was called fast!

For the two of them, simply stepping on this mountain is the greatest disrespect to the god of reeds.

After all, they were meant to kill the gods.

Thorn la la!

A golden thunderbolt exploded at the feet of the two, and the golden lightning split a continuous curve in mid-air, and the moment it fell on the ground, it was like a hammer smashing on a steel plate, exploding dense but quickly scattered sparks.

The tip of the nose could faintly smell the burnt smell.

Almost half of the fake Yuzi's body fell on Han Baiyi's back, seemingly running, but in fact, the two little short legs had been floating in mid-air, and they were quickly pulled by Han Baiyi all the way, and his little face was straight and white.

That lightning almost hit her just now!

The cherry trees planted on both sides of the mountain road passed quickly in front of the two of them, as if they were connected into a straight afterimage. Flash Dance

Soon, Han Baiyi came to an end.

At the top of the mountain is a small hill with a glowing glow in a cave.

The cave is very shallow, of which there are about twenty or thirty square meters.

In front of a boulder, a gray-white woman lay down calmly.

Her clothes were very simple, with a wreath on her head, her hair tied in a bun at the sides, and she only kept her knees so quietly, lying on a boulder, as if she was listening to something.

The complexion is serene.

Judging by this, the woman is probably dead.

Somehow, looking at this woman's appearance, Han Baiyi suddenly remembered the 'Huangji Queen' in the mouth of the Fish King.

"Even though you already have true immortality, do you choose to gain eternity in another way?"

Han Baiyi poked the mysterious woman's body, the touch was like gray rock, smooth and delicate with a very subtle frosting feeling.

"I can't see it, although the king of fish looks like that, it's still quite appropriate."

Turning around, Han Baiyi was suddenly stunned.

I saw that the fake Yuzi, who was lying on his back just now and couldn't move, suddenly left a few feet away, staring at the mysterious woman in front of him with a cautious face.

"Hey, ninja, stay away." The fake Miko said in a low voice, "This woman has a very peculiar power. ”

Han Baiyi nodded, and walked two steps away as she said, her eyes stayed on the mysterious woman, and a pair of spiritual eyes had already unfolded.

But even then, he couldn't see any difference.

Although the spiritual eye can see the flow of spiritual energy, after all, it is only a popular technique in the Xuanzhang, and it is normal that there will be some things that cannot be seen.

The fake Miko stared at the stone statue in front of him with a wary face.

Han Baiyi followed and watched for a while, then suddenly pulled out his tears and slashed towards the mysterious woman without warning.

As if he had discovered something, the fake Miko's pupils suddenly shrank, and he suddenly turned his head and grabbed Han Baiyi's hand.

"Wait!"

'Bell-'

It was just a slash, and a deep crack suddenly opened in the body of the mysterious woman who was covered in the shape of a rock, and the rubble fell to the ground in a clump of rubble.

Obviously, it was very hard when I touched it before, but when I cut it with tears, it was as fragile as tofu.

Han Baiyi shook with one hand, and it seemed that there was some strength that collided with the tears.

Before the fake royal son who suddenly turned back could say something, Han Baiyi's eyes were suddenly covered by a familiar shadow.

In front of him, the figure of the dragon that penetrated the heavens and the earth appeared again.

The majestic spiritual power was like the endless brilliance of the moment when the nuclear bomb exploded, suddenly blooming from the shattered body of the mysterious woman, and the entire vision was covered by this dazzling white, and the spiritual power was so rich that it was impossible to breathe.

As if realizing something, Han Baiyi looked up at the sky with a very strong sense of déjà vu.

The eruption of spiritual power penetrated the sky, wiping out everything that was blocked in front of him, and an almost violent thought squeezed into his mind extremely strongly, and his brain suddenly lost control, and the whole person trembled uncontrollably.

It was a pair of eyes.

The eyes that are opened at the top of the celestial dome.

Inside was an endless patch of crimson color.

Rich as blood.

Just by looking at it, Han Baiyi's whole body couldn't stop tensing, his muscles couldn't help but tense, and his adrenaline was secreted at a high speed, as if he was facing some life and death crisis now.

However, this time is different from the past, Han Baiyi, who has been trained in countless blood and battles, has long been very different from the little rookie who has just come out of the Pingtian copy, and his strong will and self-confidence as a genius have made him forcibly retain a trace of sobriety in an almost uncontrollable fear.

The brain is shaking.

The body, in a tremble.

Even the soul seems to be extracted in the moment of eye contact.

Fragile as a piece of paper.

What a small person.

However, even in such fear and pain, Han Baiyi still forcibly stared at him, or forced himself to support himself when he was unable to remove his eyes at all.

Sharp pain like pins and needles,

Low, hoarse, weird, messy and noisy,

The pessimistic words that sounded directly in the bottom of my heart,

'Death' repeated in the brain with your own voice,

The sacred and fallen Buddha statues that suddenly appeared and disappeared in front of me,

And the cherry dragon that stood tall above and stared at the world with a pair of red pupils.

His face was blurred as if it were through a layer of frosted glass.

A mournful and mournful call rang out one after another.

Han Baiyi could feel that his sanity and sobriety were slowly disappearing with the constant call, just like the 'last time' that had disappeared.

He remembered.

Therefore, before his sanity was cleared, he exhausted all his strength and silently shouted four words in his heart.

Ding——

At the same time as he shouted four words, Han Baiyi also heard a very melodious and crisp bell suddenly ringing in his ears.

The soul suddenly crawled out of the water onto the shore and was given the opportunity to breathe heavily.

In just that moment, Han Baiyi exhausted all his strength, like ink dripping on the mirror, slowly spreading along with the smooth space.

Although the pace of spreading was extremely slow in Han Baiyi's eyes, it was extremely firm, and the space around him was completely covered in black and white.

As the realm of black and white enveloped his body, all sounds and visions disappeared in front of his ears.

It's like an old black-and-white movie that suddenly breaks - while the picture is stagnant, even the sound is gone.

It wasn't until this moment that Han Baiyi had time to appreciate the horror that had not yet dissipated in his heart.

Cold sweat instantly soaked the entire back.

Although he was also unable to move, his mind was not static, everything that had just happened was so unexpected, and a heavy hammer fell on his heart.

Timeline, naturally, is an invincible ability.

But he himself is not invincible.

It's ironic.

In addition, the memory that was captured by him at that moment just now also made Han Baiyi a little afraid.

He didn't know it before, it turned out that he had already been 'eliminated' once.

It was the time when he had just come out of Hirata's copy and wanted to explore the mystery of the bell without knowing whether he was alive or dead.

However, he was not impressed at all.

If it weren't for the fact that he had held on a little longer during the eye meeting just now, I'm afraid he wouldn't have remembered this until he was erased again.

Han Baiyi's heart seemed to be held tightly.

I don't even have the memory of being dead

If there wasn't a timeline, I'm afraid he would have disappeared from this world a long time ago, right?

I don't know how long it took, but it wasn't until his spiritual power was exhausted and it was lifted, that Han Baiyi regained control of his body.

When he looked around again, the fake Miko was standing beside him with a bell.

Beneath your feet are endless waves of clouds tumbling.

In front of him was a huge, withered cherry tree.

Han Baiyi was stunned at first, and then immediately reacted.

Here, it is the residence of the cherry dragon - Xianxiang.