The Five Great Immortal Domains, except for the Northern Immortal Domain, those who kill too much will be suppressed after entering the Immortal Domain.

Su Ruowan opened her eyes, and there was coldness between her eyebrows,

"It's okay, just get rid of the blood."

In the fairy realm, the Shura Dao is called an alien.

She can dissolve her flesh and enter Shura later.

Ye Huaixin was stunned when he heard this,

"Can the blood still melt away?"

Su Ruowan's chin bowed,

"Yes."

When the words fell, I saw the woman holding a sandalwood Buddha bead, and a faint golden light began to linger around her body.

Ye Huaixin: "??? ”

Falling into Shura just now, like killing a god, now I have begun to practice the Buddha's mantra of purifying the heart?!!

Are you kidding?!

Shang Shixuan also settled down under the tree and began to regulate the blood qi in his body.

He just killed more people, but he didn't want to enter the Shura Dao for the time being.

Ye Huaixin looked at the two people who had settled down one after another, and was extremely speechless for a while.

“.”

What a perversion this is!

On the path of exile in the Northern Immortal Domain, Song Qingyun fed Xinglan to his heart's content, and then handed him a bottle of spiritual spring water, allowing him to drink it and sleep and rest for a while.

But the little boy is still vigilant to the surrounding environment, and he can't rest peacefully.

Sang Luo also sensed Xinglan's uneasiness, but did not persuade him.

The environment in which he has lived since he was a child is too difficult, and it is common for him to not let down his guard at the moment.

"If you can't sleep, practice swords."

Sang Luo said.

Xinglan was slightly stunned when he listened.

Sang Luo looked at him, his tone was very light,

"The Changli Sword Technique handed to you last time, the first and third forms, practice it."

So the little boy stood up, held the long sword in his hand, and began to practice one move at a time.

Zhang Jianting leaned against the tree trunk and looked at Xinglan,

"This little guy is panicking, and he is not in the right state."

Sang Luo glanced at him,

"If it were you, I'm afraid it would be more panicked than him."

Zhang Jianting grinned when he listened,

"Then you don't know me well enough."

They are all immortals, and if he is in a period of refining qi, his mind will be more peaceful.

"Those who are barefoot are not afraid of wearing shoes."

With such a large killing field, if he is the easiest to die, then there is nothing to be afraid of.

Because the worst outcome is death, it is better to deal with it calmly and survive in death.

His words were not loud or small, but they just reached the ears of the little boy.

A word to wake up the dreamer.

So the sword moved at will, and the little boy gradually got better.

And Sang Luo looked at his movements, and a shallow smile overflowed from the corner of his lips,

"This little guy has a really good understanding."

One sentence can be broken, and you can understand that this little apprentice is at least not stupid.

The night was like ink, and the breeze blew through it, bringing the rustling of the leaves in the ancient forest.

There is no day on the path of exile, only eternal night.

This bonfire is the only light in this place.

Sang Luo and Zhang Jianting leaned against the trunk of the tree and closed their eyes to breathe, but their divine consciousness had already dispersed into the distance.

They have been on this road for a long time, and there is no end to it.

Then maybe there is no end to this road, just a trick.

If you want to get out, you have to break this obstacle.

Song Qingyun sat on the ground and added some firewood to the bonfire from time to time.

He knew that his senior sister and Zhang Jianting were looking for a way out, so he quietly did not disturb.

Xinglan is still practicing swords, and after this period of time, his sword moves seem to be more proficient, at least, he is very proficient in the first form of the sword technique.

Suddenly, a groan came from the grass.

(End of chapter)