Chonghua didn't want to delay for a moment, and limped away with Ge Na. Looking at the direction, it is going to the evacuation courtyard.

Su Guyuan couldn't think of what they relied on to attract the attention of the Drought Fish, but as a friend, he decided to believe in a Chonghua.

After all, these few mortals had never let him down.

After a stick of incense, the loss caused by the thunder sound of the heavenly drum was finally complete, and Su Guyuan stood up and looked at his right hand. Still hanging weakly by his side, let alone using his hands, he couldn't even make a fist.

It seems that it will have to wait for a while, and it is better not to run into a fight during this time.

The half-human, half-ghost monster walked very slowly, and as it walked, it rolled on the ground from time to time, erupting into several cries of pain. The voice is a drought for a while, and a big Yinghai for a while.

It seems that Da Yinghai has not given up yet, and is struggling to fight for control of personality.

Su Guyuan didn't follow it, but chose another path and bypassed it far away. He had to try to avoid fighting now, and if he was caught and killed at this time, he would not be willing to do so in hell.

Su Guyuan's speed was much faster than that of the monster, and after walking for about a quarter of an hour, he arrived at Dayinghai's mansion.

He didn't rush in to find someone, but jumped up the wall and watched from afar in the direction the monster was coming from.

The houses have collapsed there, the dust is rushing to the sky, and from time to time I will think of the sound of the chanting of the Great Yinghai.

The dark red Qi above the monster's head grew thicker and thicker, and it seemed to be able to wring blood from within.

Seeing that the monster was getting closer and closer, but there was still no movement on Chonghua's side, Su Guyuan couldn't help but feel a little uneasy.

It's not that he's in a hurry to let Chonghua move, but that the plan is not executed on time, which means that he is in trouble. At a time of life and death like this, they can't afford to be in trouble at all.

Looking at the direction of the monster, there was still about a stick of incense from the mansion, Su Guyuan decided not to wait, he did his best to obey the fate of heaven, and went to look for it first, and it was better to find it, and if he couldn't find it, he would return the favor.

Just as he was about to jump into the Great Yinghai Mansion, a sudden change occurred.

A piece of blood light suddenly burst out of Wushui Town, and that piece of blood light was three points stronger than the True Qi on the top of the Drought Fish's head, dyeing half of the sky red, and Su Gu seemed to smell the blood everywhere from a distance of ten miles.

Su Guyuan never thought that pure blood qi would have such a scene and momentum, and this kind of momentum can only be seen on the battlefield where the two armies are facing each other.

Although he didn't see it with his own eyes, Su Guyuan knew that Chonghua must have done it, what did he do?

There were only four people in Wushui Town, how could the stranger burst out with such a strong blood and brave aura.

Could it be that their reinforcements have arrived?

Su Guyuan was rarely surprised, but this time he couldn't help but be dumbfounded.

He had thought of countless ways to seduce the Drought Fish in his mind, and even guessed whether he wanted to use blood to swear the Dao Fruit.

But after thinking about it, I didn't expect that his method would be so arrogant and domineering, this is not just a seduction, it is simply a provocation.

For the Dao true body of the Drought Fish, which sucks the thirsty and dead ghosts, the blood of mortals is sweet sugar, not to mention that the current outbreak of Wushui Town is not only blood, it is simply a sea of blood.

The drought has not fully awakened, and its consciousness is not very clear, and its actions are much more instinctive. At the moment when the blood and qi rose, he suddenly stopped, turned his head slowly, and then walked away.

It's really successful, Su Guyuan's admiration for strangers is really getting more and more, this group of people is really using their lives to interpret what it means to go forward and never give up.

Su Guyuan didn't dare to delay for a moment, and immediately jumped into Dayinghai's mansion.

However, as soon as he entered, he realized a serious problem, he had never been here before, and he did not know the way.

This is a three-deep compound, with one or two hundred rooms, as well as countless secret rooms and secret passages, if you look for them one by one, it will take at least half a day.

Chonghua couldn't support it for half a day at all, they could support it for two hours at most—it was exactly two hours for the drought to walk from here to the small courtyard where they took refuge.

Su Guyuan thought about it, jumped onto the top of the highest house in the courtyard, and prepared to be straightforward and let Wang Yi stand up by himself.

Running the real qi, mobilizing a trace of the artistic conception of the thunder of the heavenly drum, Su Guyuan raised his voice and shouted: "Wang Yi...... Where are you ......"

More than a dozen men armed with knives suddenly rushed into the courtyard, looking like the family members of Dayinghai.

The monks of the Void Realm don't need anything else, they need to accumulate cause and effect in the red dust, so the dojos are all in crowded places.

And because the crowd in a place is always limited, it is better to use it for one person than for two people.

Therefore, unless the longevity is approaching, it is easy not to accept disciples to preach. Dayinghai is in its prime, naturally there is no need to accept apprentices, there is only a group of mortal martial artists in the mansion as guardians, and the main role on weekdays is also to drive away approaching pedestrians.

At this time, in the face of a fierce god like Su Guyuan, their hands holding the knife were trembling, and one of them took the lead with the courage to shout: "This is the mansion of the Yinghai Fairy, don't you want to die, get out of here." ”

Wang Yi...... Get out of here......"

"Lao Tzu didn't hear me talking, this is the dojo of the Yinghai Fairy. Wait for her to come back and leave you dead with no place to bury. ”

"Wang Yi ......"

Su Guyuan's voice reverberated back and forth in the courtyard, but he shouted three times without any reply. He thought to himself that Wang Yi would not have been slaughtered, so what was Da Yinghai so nervous about?

Frowning, Su Guyuan was about to grab someone to ask, and suddenly saw a clump of bamboo in the corner of the yard, which was swinging abnormally, one of the bamboo poles suddenly broke, and the bamboo leaves pointed in one direction. Where is a small house that is tightly locked.

Su Guyuan smiled, Wang Yi has a habit very similar to himself, that is, he likes to leave hole cards, and until the last moment, he never exhausts his means, and always leaves a little leeway. Sure enough, this time she also left her hole cards.

Su Guyuan didn't have time to pay attention to these nursing home, and slapped them all against the wall with his right palm that had not recovered neatly, and the strength of the collapse knocked them all against the wall and knocked them unconscious.

When I walked to the door and kicked it open, I saw a figure tied to a pillar in the middle of the room. The reason why it is called a human form is because Su Guyuan really can't believe that it is Wang Yi.

The figure was as thin as wood, the skin of the whole body seemed to be tightly clinging to the bones, and the whole body was as thin as a piece of paper. The pillar behind her is also very peculiar, not the original wooden pillar, but a material that is not gold and jade, not stone and not iron, it looks like a golden silk nanmu that has been put down for many years, and there is a trace of suppressive breath in the gaps.

This was the first time Su Guyuan had seen a transcendent item in the Void Realm, and he couldn't help but take a closer look.

I listened to the human figure tied to the pillar, and his voice was extremely dry, as if it was a voice scraped against the stone wall with a blade: "Are you here to rob the tomb, or are you here to save people?" ”