The cold, dead silence, as if a thick, damp mist had been washing away the body, and the feeling was very unpleasant.

Xin Zhuo woke up suddenly, sat up cross-legged, looked around, the complicated color on his face flashed, and then changed to relief.

In a coma, he had a dream that he had returned to the land of bitterness, sitting on the eaves with the girl and watching the moon, bragging with the sky and the hidden dragon, and relying on the lattice girl for his life......

Unfortunately, this is not a bitter sea.

This is an endless abyssal land, the light can barely see, and there are "islands" of different sizes floating in the surrounding empty places, the distance between the islands is irregular, one or two miles, three or five miles away, and only two or three zhang close, and strange vegetation and spiritual fruits grow on the islands.

Beneath him was a small island two or three feet in circumference, with a few stinking grasses growing on it.

There was a damp mist on all sides, as if it had risen from the bottom of the abyss.

This is supposed to be the same space that came from the Sea of Bitterness, but ...... I feel a big difference.

sighed, looked at himself, and couldn't help but smile bitterly, the realm fell to the earth fairy realm due to injury, the whole body was weak and weak, and there was a bright sword of the demon girl in his chest, although he didn't hit the heart, perfectly avoiding the main organs, but a sword was inserted in his chest, which made him feel a heart-rending pain.

Enchantress?

Only then did he react, and immediately looked around, only to see the three virgins in red robes not far away, lying elegantly, with a pair of straight long legs white and delicate, but his face was pale, his eyes were closed, his fan-like eyelashes shook slightly, and a large area of blood stains flowed out from under his body, which converged into a bloody stream, which flowed to the edge of the island, and then fell into the abyss.

He almost subconsciously jumped up and pulled out the Tianwu sword on his waist, but unfortunately he was knocked to the ground by the heavy sword as soon as he got up, so he had to untie the sword and stand up again, but he pulled the sword wound on his chest, the pain in his heart, and the meridians of his whole body squirmed, and soon his forehead was full of beads of sweat.

I had to sit cross-legged, take a deep breath and breathe again, hold the hilt of the sword in my chest with my right hand, pull it out with all my might, and throw it aside, blood splattered three feet from the wound, and a mouthful of blood spat out of my mouth.

Endure the severe pain, try to run the mental method, no, the meridians are stagnant, and then run the "Heaven and Earth True Martial Dao True Sutra" to protect the body, no, there is no trace of true qi blessing!

In other words, it is now almost an empty shell, and it is impossible to easily use force without recovering from its injuries.

Thinking of this, his hatred for the demon girl was even deeper, and he had to find a way to deal with her before the demon girl woke up, otherwise in this unknown place, he would be seriously injured, and the only protective sword intent would be gone, and there would be no hope of survival.

picked up a stone casually, turned around and smashed it, and couldn't help but be stunned for a moment.

I saw that the demon girl woke up at some point, and was sitting cross-legged, with no blood on her delicate face, and a pair of beautiful eyes were glaring at him viciously.

Xin Zhuo's heart sank, he didn't know how injured this demon girl was after breaking her seven tails, even if she only had a Yin Void Realm, she could easily kill herself.

This made him a bit of a "rat thrower".

The enchantress didn't speak, so he had to hold the stone and remain silent.

The two just looked at each other, and the atmosphere was not very harmonious.

The demon girl seemed to be extremely disgusted with him, and after a while, she gritted her silver teeth and said, "You evil obstacle, you have done a big thing, in the future, when Da Luo returns, who will be spared?" I have been practicing seven-tailed penance for 900 years, and you have cut it off once, how can I spare you? ”

As he spoke, he waved his sleeves and slapped at Xin Zhuo's face.

Xin Zhuo's chest jumped wildly, threw stones, and dodged violently to the right, but the imaginary storm did not come, and the demon girl's witchcraft seemed to be out of order!

The Three Virgins were stunned.

Xin Zhuo was also stunned for a moment, then turned to peace in his heart and smiled: "What? Failed? ”

The enchantress bit her lower lip and pounced on her feet, her hands as white as jade grabbed his neck, and her sharp nails sank into his neck.

Only, that's it.

Xin Zhuo's face was swollen red, and a trace of anger welled up in his heart, and he scolded: "Demon girl, if you fight like this, Lao Tzu is very good."

Reach out and grab her long hair and pull it violently.

The demon girl was in pain, her neck was leaned back, her hands were forced, and a pair of slender and straight long legs below clamped his waist hard, as if she was about to break it.

Xin Zhuo was naturally not to be outdone, and fought back with both legs and kicked her lower abdomen!

Very good! A master of at least the Hun Yuan Void Realm and a master of the Yang Solid Triple Sea, in this way, launched a "shrew fight" in an inexplicable place.

After half a column of incense.

Xin Zhuo looked at the beautiful and charming embarrassed face of the demon girl who was close at hand and the bloody breath exhaled, and suddenly felt tasteless, grabbed the other party's hair and said, sighed and said: "I think it is necessary for us to have an in-depth exchange, talk about it, why do we have to divide life and death?"

The demon girl's face calmed down a little, and she said coldly, "Let go!"

"For fairness, count the numbers and loosen them together." Xin Zhuo said: "Three, two...... One! ”

The two of them didn't cheat, they let go together, lay down on their backs, and breathed heavily.

After a while, Xin Zhuo said: "Facts aside, since the matter of the Eighteen Sects and the Heavenly Evil and the Ghost Green has happened, it is useless to say more, you and I are in different camps, there is no right or wrong, what do you say?"

"Humph!"

A sneer tugged at the corner of the witch's scarlet mouth.

"So......" Xin Zhuo glanced around, "what the hell is this place?" It looks like your fake death place, but it doesn't feel like it, I remember that there were no floating islands here, only the True Qi Source Stone Floating Coffin, and the light was not like this color! ”

The demon girl closed her eyes and was silent for a while before she said coldly: "This is not the endless secluded cliff at the beginning, we were swept up by the wind when we fell, and fell into the unknown...... It seems to be the legendary dry spirit river stream! ”

Xin Zhuo looked at her in surprise: "What do you mean?"

The demon girl showed a complicated look on her face, and said slowly: "Back then, the wicked emperor started from the mortal dust, all the way up, overwhelmed the thirty-six quasi-emperors of the human race, preached the way and beheaded three corpses, killed the holy lord of the fifty-eight tribes, and fought with the Netherworld Ancestor for seventy-nine years under serious injury, and opened the unknown mountain stream by chance, this stream was damp and foggy during the day, extremely cold at night, and the aura and true qi in March were exhausted, and the aura and true qi were full in March, and so on!"

There is also the extreme tide, a cycle of ten years, the tide is coming, there is a glimmer of hope to go out, the tide does not come, there is no quasi-emperor cultivation, it is difficult to get out, you can only wait! ”

Xin Zhuo hesitated for a while: "Is the news reliable?"

The demon girl looked at him coldly: "Is any news reliable?"

Xin Zhuo said: "What you said can be heard as a myth, I don't know if it is consistent with the facts, if it is the same as the clouds, hearsay, isn't it nonsense, mediocrity disturbs themselves?"

If he wants to stay in this kind of hellish place for a long time, waiting for some hellish tide, what is the difference between that and being on death row?

The demon girl's face was full of disdain: "If you don't believe it, you can try!"

Xin Zhuo really stood up, walked to the edge of the island, looked around, with his current body, it was difficult to jump to another island, and then looked at the endless and far-reaching emptiness in all directions, which gave him a bad premonition.

So, he chose to come back, sat down cross-legged, and said, "If what you say is true, what next?"

The enchantress refused to answer.

Xin Zhuo thought for a while, and said: "If you wait here for seven or eight years, more than ten years, waiting for the tide, I am afraid that the daylilies will be cold, and the outside is changing with each passing day, and the gods and Buddhas will come one after another, and everyone is trying their best to improve their strength and protect themselves in the future. I mean, you've lived a long time, you've lived a high realm, is there any other way? ”

The demon girl's face was even more disdainful: "You should think about it now, how to treat your injuries and escape from my pursuit, once I recover my cultivation first, I will kill you as soon as possible, that desolate ancient sword intent, you can't have a second way!"

Xin Zhuo rolled up his sleeves and said, "If you say so, I'll pull your hair now!"

The demon girl stayed away, pulled up her long hair, glared at him viciously, and said sarcastically: "Just because you still want to fight in this tide of ten thousand martial arts?" All races are arrogant, saints, emperors are everywhere, there are countless people with extraordinary talents and profound heritage, and there are countless self-righteous brat like you, if not ten million, there are eight million, heh! ”

Xin Zhuo had already grabbed her long bloodshot hair.

"Release!"

(End of chapter)