Chapter 125: Tan Le is in danger
At the same time, a raging white flame ignited on his body, and Tan Leshan himself, I don't know if he had lost consciousness, he didn't make a sound.
"Joy!" Song Shiyin, who witnessed everything happening, shouted.
Song Shiyin's eyes widened, and there was only shock on her face, and the sound just now had even broken down, which was enough to show her shock and sadness.
Tan Leshan's wail just now attracted the attention of the rest of the team, and when they turned their heads, they all showed panicked expressions.
"Joy!"
"Tan Lok Shan!"
In the shouts of everyone, Tan Leshan under the fire did not react.
All of Bian Tingyu's attention was attracted by Tan Leshan, so much so that she didn't notice the chains coming from behind her at all.
"Ahh
"Tingyu!" Song Shiyin turned his head suddenly, and what he saw was Bian Tingyu struggling in the flames.
A panic surged into her heart, Song Shiyin trembled, her mouth opened slightly, her eyes widened, and she was blown dry by the wind in an instant.
"Ahh Bian Tingyu wailed in pain, and then as if she remembered something, she bit her lip tightly with her teeth without making a sound.
The next moment, Song Shiyin, who was tense all over, also felt the wind behind her, and she hurriedly turned sideways, although she dodged the attacking chains.
But his arm was still rubbed, and the Zongfu burned instantly, and there was a sharp pain.
At the same time, Song Shiyin's body was also vigorously carried and fell to the ground, she supported the ground with her intact hand and looked up at Fu Feiyang.
Song Shiyin's eyebrows twitched uncontrollably, how could Tan Leshan and Bian Tingyu endure such a big pain?
The amplitude and frequency of the chains flicked more and more, and the members of the team fell to the ground one after another, but no one showed a sound, and no one knelt on the ground and begged for mercy.
The flames on Song Shiyin's arm spread in all directions, and the flames burned, causing a layer of sweat on Song Shiyin's face.
More and more people fell to the ground, and the madness in Fu Feiyang's eyes became more and more obvious.
He just stood like that, watching everyone struggle in the flames, but to no avail, and the gap in cultivation could not be bridged.
These monks, who have persevered until now, can only clearly feel their own pain and the gradual loss of vitality.
Unable to stop.
Song Shiyin couldn't hold back any longer, she turned her head to look at Tan Leshan, the flames almost covered his whole body, and his chest only rose and fell slightly, which was almost undetectable.
If this continues, Tan Leshan will die here.
Everyone in the squad will die here.
She couldn't, and watched her companions suffer and die.
So, let her be willful for once!
Song Shiyin lowered his head, his lips opened lightly, and he spit out a few words: "Bureau, middle, boundary..."
In an instant, the heavens and the earth stood still, and the breath changed instantaneously.
Song Shiyin raised her eyes and met the madness in Fu Feiyang's eyes, and at the same time, a circle of gold threads gradually appeared on her wrist, extending outward when they were connected from end to end.
The golden thread flew out of her wrist and quickly flew towards Fu Feiyang.
Fu Feiyang had a bad instinct in his heart, he wanted to dodge, but found that his feet seemed to be sticky, and he couldn't move at all.
The golden thread entered Fu Feiyang's wrist and wrapped around him, and he looked down, his eyes flustered.
The next moment, Fu Feiyang only felt that the sky was spinning, the space was distorted, his heart was pounding, he turned his head to look around, and only saw a barren land.
A figure gradually appeared under his eyes, it was Song Shiyin who was facing away from him.
"You..." Fu Feiyang couldn't help but speak, I'm afraid he didn't even notice it himself, just one word, but with obvious trembling.
Song Shiyin turned her head, her clothes were neat, her hair was silky, and there was no blood stains or spots on her clothes, which was very inconsistent with the embarrassed appearance she had poured on the ice before.
Fu Feiyang pumped
In one breath, he moved his steps slightly and slowly retreated.
"Welcome to my Realm of the Insider—Mirror." Song Shiyin said word by word, with a blank expression.
As soon as the words fell, the surrounding environment changed instantly, and the ground where the two of them stood turned into a pool of water, and a crescent moon hung high above their heads.
And around them, there are lotus flowers blooming one after another, exuding a unique fragrance.
It was obviously a beautiful scenery of birds singing and flowers, but it made Fu Feiyang feel extremely frightened, and he took a few steps back, trying to distance himself from Song Shiyin.
Song Shiyin's expression was indifferent, and she said in a pitiful tone: "No one has been here for a long time, you should feel honored."
"Who are you? Seniors in the distraction period? Or combined? Refining Void? No, no, as far as I know, there are only a few cultivators in the Nine Domains who have a refining void period, shouldn't they..." Fu Feiyang said incoherently as he kept retreating.
Song Shiyin didn't speak, just looked at him quietly.
Fu Feiyang's heart was beating violently and frantically like a drum, and he felt that the person in front of him was full of danger.
At this time, he couldn't help but regret a little, why he hadn't carefully observed this group of monks before, but he clearly remembered that the people who entered the cave mansion were all monks who were in the Yuan Infant stage and below.
Where did this one come from?
Could it be that he is disguised as an ordinary disciple? But why did the senior do this, or was there something she wanted in the cave?
If he destroyed the cave mansion, wouldn't he just destroy the plan of his predecessors, then he...
In just an instant, Fu Feiyang's thoughts flowed, his expression kept changing, and finally he stayed in horror.
Run! After figuring out the key Fu Feiyang, there was only this one word in his mind.
He turned around quickly, didn't look at Song Shiyin, lifted his aura, opened his legs, and rushed forward.
Song Shiyin ignored it, because-
After Fu Feiyang ran for a distance, he turned his head to look at Song Shiyin, she was still standing in place, he was a little relieved, but he felt that this matter was not so simple.
Sure enough, the next moment, when Fu Feiyang turned his head back, he found that not far ahead, it was Song Shiyin who was facing away from him.
At this time, hearing the movement behind him, Song Shiyin turned around and raised his eyebrows slightly.
"Surprise?"
Fu Feiyang braked sharply to stop, he gasped heavily, and his violently beating heart didn't know if it was because of fast running or because of emotional tension.
Struggle flashed in his eyes, but he finally turned his head and ran back again.
Running and running, Fu Feiyang saw a waterfall, and he was standing on the edge of the top, the ground was turbulent water, and under the waterfall, there was a glittering golden door.
Is it an export...
Fu Feiyang's heart ignited hope, he did not hesitate, jumped forward, and his body flew down with the water.
Until he fell to the ground, the expected Golden Gate did not appear, but a pair of feet.
When Fu Feiyang smashed down, Song Shiyin took out an umbrella out of nowhere to block the splash he was throwing.
Slowly moving his gaze upward, the owner of those feet was Song Shiyin, who was holding an umbrella and smiling at him.
Fu Feiyang felt more and more that the unfathomable nature of the person in front of him, this world was probably completely under Song Shiyin's control.
He took a deep look at Song Shiyin, then resolutely turned his head and began to try again, trying to find a way to leave.
Time passed little by little, and even Song Shiyin admired Fu Feiyang's perseverance a little, and he appeared by Song Shiyin's side again and again.
Defeat can't make him give up, only the courage to fight again next time.
Song Shiyin stood quietly in place, she also understood at this time that fear could not break Fu Feiyang's heart.
As a casual cultivator and a lawless person, it is not easy for him to get to where he is today, and his mental ability is very comparable.
But Fu Feiyang will die, he indirectly killed Sun Yao, and he was so cruel to the rest of the team, Song Shiyin would not tolerate him staying in the world.
And he must die in the mirror, if he is outside, he will definitely be detected by "it".
Song Shiyin calculated the time, it was almost over, if it was delayed any longer, even she would not be able to finish smoothly.
It's just that this kind of torture is still cheaper after all.
Song Shiyin slowly closed his eyes, and his right hand, which was hanging down from his leg, was slightly raised, and at the same time, the lotus flowers in the entire mirror flower and water moon moved.
The petals separated from the body of the flower, wisps by wisp, and swirled towards Song Shiyin, this scene also shocked Fu Feiyang on the way to escape.
The petals flew in all directions, surrounding Song Shiyin's side, the golden light on her body flickered, and the figure became blurred in the golden light, at first glance, it seemed like a goddess had come into the world.
Then, the petals glowing with golden light struck Fu Feiyang, and he didn't make any more moves, waiting quietly.
He knew that his life would end at this moment.
The petals engulfed Fu Feiyang's whole person, and until the last moment of his life, Fu Feiyang did not say a word begging for mercy.
He only left one sentence: "This kind of method is not something that the Nine Domains Cultivators can do, I know! You are ......."
The last word, drowned in the petals.
Fu Feiyang's breath disappeared, and only Song Shiyin was left alive in the entire mirror.
The petals gradually spread out, and what was different from before was that there were a few more white petals, and there were even dots of flame on them.
Song Shiyin waved his hand, the petals scattered, flew in all directions, and returned to the previous flower body, the petals were connected, and the lotus flower reappeared.
In the mirror flowers, there is an extra lotus flower.
Song Shiyin sighed, and the space around her began to distort, and in the middle of the world, she returned to the ice field.
Heaven and earth were still stagnant, her fingers flipped over, and the golden aura appeared, wisps of it, slowly condensing into a small figure.
The villain threw it towards the place where Fu Feiyang should have been, and a figure appeared instantly.
Song Shiyin sat down in the place before, clasped his hands together, and patted gently.
Everything is back to normal.
The monks on the field struggled, Fu Feiyang stretched out his hand, and received a spiritual message, and after reading it, his face changed drastically.
"You're really lucky, so ask for your own blessings!"
After speaking, Fu Fei raised his tiptoes and left the scene.
With Fu Feiyang leaving, the coercion on the field disappeared in an instant, and all the monks fell to the ground, panting for breath.
Song Shiyin coughed and spat out another mouthful of blood, the burning sensation on his arm had disappeared, and the white flame was gone.
She exhaled slowly, and then hurriedly got up with her hands on the ground to see Bian Tingyu's situation.
Bian Tingyu also sat up with difficulty, her breath was weak, her eyes were half-squinted, and her face was pale.
She waved her hand at Song Shiyin, signaling that she could.
Song Shiyin ran to Tan Leshan's side in two steps, and before she entered the mirror, his situation was already very bad.
By this time the flames had been withdrawn, and hopefully everything was still in time.
Tan Leshan lay quietly on the ground, there was no rise or fall in his chest, Song Shiyin's heart fell instantly, and his breathing was suspended for a moment.
She hurriedly grabbed Tan Leshan's hand, the tentacles were cold, not like the temperature of a living person at all.
Song Shiyin's heart had fallen to the bottom, and she trembled her hand and put it on the tip of Tan Leshan's nose.