On the other side, Liu Yinyin and the little demon phoenix kept trembling, their faces were full of pain, and they looked like they might not be able to hold on at any time.

"White Mist ......" Liu Yinyin suddenly noticed the fading white mist between her eyes, and suddenly became excited.

The little demon phoenix slowly raised its head, and after looking at the air, it let out a soft roar and fainted directly.

"The white fog is fading, but the pressure is not diminishing. Is it Ziyan or dialect? Liu Yinyin looked at the air and muttered in a low voice, and it didn't take long for her body to stiffen and faint.

Hundreds of miles away, Fang Yan held the divine soldier in his hand, leaned against the big tree with his back to him, and looked desperate.

He really couldn't walk, he couldn't take a step.

The pressure on my body is so heavy that it's like walking with a mountain on my back. He knew that there was no play. They're dead.

"Die and die." He fell down slowly, "Dad, mother, Xiaorong, I can't come back." ”

"Bang!"

He fell to the ground.

The divine weapon in his hand suddenly shone brightly, turning into a faint vitality that enveloped him.

Fang Yan tried to open his eyes and muttered, "It's useless, these pressures are not something you can ......"

His voice stopped abruptly, and then he sat up suddenly, looking incredulously at the fading white mist in front of him.

"Ziyan?" He quickly thought of something, and a bang exploded in his mind, and all the blood in his body became boiling. I couldn't believe it and looked at the white mist that was slowly fading.

"You really did it?"

"Not good." He suddenly exclaimed, the pressure in this was already so great, even if they were in the formation, it would definitely be difficult to bear.

Seeing that the visibility around him was already three or four feet, he took a deep breath, stood up suddenly, looked around, and soon saw a formation not far away.

"Go." He snorted softly, and the divine soldier flew over with a 'boom', directly smashing the formation into a big hole.

Retracting the divine soldier, he stepped on. It's just that the pace is not fast.

On the other side, Ziling was still desperately attacking. But this time, she didn't say a word from her mouth again, as if she knew that even if she broke her throat, those spirit beasts wouldn't come out to look at her. Her status as a divine beast doesn't play even the slightest role here.

Her heart was restless and heavy. Because she knew that the pressure on this space was now only her own.

She was the only one.

Others may have died.

Even if she could teleport to the next level in the end, she might be the only one still alive.

She wanted to give up more than once, but she didn't dare. She had to hold on to what little hope she had. If she gives up, they're really dead.

She attacked desperately, frantically venting her anger until the vitality in her body was exhausted.

The moment she landed, her pupils contracted suddenly, and she looked at the air with a shocked expression.

The white mist in mid-air didn't know when it became much thinner, and she could even clearly see the big trees more than a dozen feet away.

"Whew!"

She didn't stay stunned for long, and suddenly she walked wildly, her eyes kept searching around.

"I'm telling you, if you dare to die now, don't think about letting me take you out. Don't think about it! She roared in her heart, but her tears flowed uncontrollably.

She didn't know if it was too late.

"Bang!"

A formation was knocked out of a large crater as she marched.

She didn't stop, and it blew past the pit like a gust of wind.

"Bang!"

It wasn't long before another voice was heard in the distance.

The white fog is getting lighter and the visibility is getting wider. A non-stop running figure seems to be seen everywhere. It seemed that her hurried footsteps could be heard everywhere.

If you let someone who doesn't know see it, you will definitely think that she is running for her life.

Only people who run for their lives can be so crazy.

"Bang!"

Another loud noise rang out in the woods. Then there were the hurried footsteps that made people feel nervous.

A huge space, under her running wildly, in less than two hours, she ran nearly half of it. When the last muffled sound sounded, the pressure of the space was gone.

Ziling stood in front of the last formation, his chest rising and falling violently, as if he had just been drenched in heavy rain.

She didn't stand there for long, and ran again.

Half an hour later, her footsteps suddenly stopped, and she looked ahead with red eyes.

More than a dozen feet away, Fang Yan lay there motionless, obviously in a coma for a long time. Behind him, there was an obvious crawling mark, the trace was very long, and Ziling didn't even see the head at a glance.

And in front of the dialect, there is a big pit. There are divine weapons inserted in the big pit.

Ziling walked over slowly with red eyes. He stood beside him for a full quarter of an hour before he dared to take his wrist.

After making sure that she still had a pulse, her body went limp, and she fell directly to the ground, unconscious.

Among all of them, Liu Yinyin and Little Demon Phoenix suffered the least trauma. Although their strength is lower than Luo Ziyi's, because they have no one to protect, they have not suffered much trauma in their bodies. Less than two hours after the pressure disappeared, Liu Yinyin woke up leisurely.

What greeted her was a dense forest. She rolled her eyes, blank in her eyes, and after a moment, she finally remembered something and sat up sharply.

"Hmm......"

As soon as she sat up, the dizziness in her mind almost made her sit down again.

"Little one...... Bub. She patted her forehead with one hand and the little demon phoenix with the other.

The little demon phoenix's wings moved slightly, and after a moment, she raised her head slightly, her eyes blank.

"The pressure seems to be gone." Liu Yinyin insisted on standing up and looked around, "The white fog is gone, but why didn't they come back?" It won't be ......"

She was full of excitement and said hurriedly: "Little guy, get up quickly, we are going to find them." ”

The little demon phoenix struggled to get up and stumbled forward with her.

"I don't know how long we've been unconscious, so they won't have any accidents, right?" Liu Yinyin's face was full of worry, and her pace was not fast.

It's not that she doesn't want to be fast, but the ground is ruined by Ziling and dialects, and they can't be fast if they want to.

The little demon phoenix followed closely behind her, without saying a word, unable to tell her mood.

This time, they really survived. If Ziling had broken those formations by half a day, they would probably never have woken up again. Even if Ziling broke the formation in a very timely manner, he didn't know what Luo Ziyi looked like now.

A man and a beast ran rapidly, looking around the road without stopping, but in addition to seeing a mess, where did they still speak their figures?

More than an hour later, the little demon phoenix suddenly let out a soft roar, sped up and galloped forward.

"What are you going to do?" Liu Yinyin was taken aback and hurriedly chased after her. But just now, she ran dozens of feet away, her face suddenly changed, she stretched out her hand to cover her lips, and looked ahead in disbelief.