Luo Yan almost fell down when he heard this, and asked in surprise, "Are they all dead?"

The golden bone said: "Some of them have bad hearts, throw away the old man's jade pendant, and the result is wiped out, some are not as capable as possible, fall halfway, some are greedy for pleasure, indulged in illusion, last time there was a good cultivation, but unfortunately entered the Valley of Forgotten Sorrow, and never came out." ”

When Luo Yan heard this, his whole body was cold. Said disappointedly: "In this way, no one has passed this road so far, how did the previous disciple get out?"

The golden bone man seemed to see Luo Yan's doubts, and explained: "Those of you who come in, when you pass through the entrance, you will be randomly teleported to the outermost place, everyone walks a different way, no one passes this road, it doesn't mean that no one passes other roads." ”

As soon as Luo Yan heard that this was the case, hope immediately rose in his heart, and he hurriedly asked, "Then can I change my path?"

The golden bone man smiled and said, "It's already selected, and it can't be changed." ”

Luo Yanxin said that God really took care of me, and chose this point of no return.

Seeing that he didn't ask any more questions, the golden bone man said again, "Do you still have any questions?"

"I want to know who to give the jade pendant to when I get to Haixin Palace?"

"Princess Xinyu, everyone in Haixin Hall knows it. The golden bone man replied.

Luo Yan suddenly looked at the golden bone man and asked loudly, "Who are you?"

"Haixin Hall enshrines the elder - Feng Yunhai. The golden bone man returned without hesitation.

"Last question, why don't you go by yourself?" Luo Yan asked the doubts in his heart.

The golden bone man did not answer this question, and he bowed his head and fell into deep thought.

After Luo Yan put away the jade pendant, the golden bone man sent him to the border of the burial place, and then pointed to a dense jungle and said:

"That's the Colorful Forest, I can only send you here, and then it's up to you. ”

Luo Yan thanked the golden bone man, turned around and strode forward.

The golden bone man looked at his back and added: "The clover on the periphery of the colorful forest, you can pick a few more plants and bring them to your body, this thing can detoxify." ”

Luo Yan took note of his words, came to the edge of the colorful forest, and before stepping in, he picked a dozen or so clovers, put them in the storage ring, and then walked in.

After he walked forward for two days, white smoke began to appear in the forest, giving a hazy feeling.

After that, the further I went, the thicker the white fog became, and gradually I couldn't see the scene ahead.

Luo Yan mobilized his spiritual power and used the Tianqing Wisdom Eye, that is, the Wisdom Eye that he had cultivated in the Lock Immortal Valley Pool, and continued to move forward after seeing the scene clearly.

At the same moment, in a crimson desert in the secret realm, eight disciples of the Blue Sea Pavilion wearing blue robes were fighting a hurricane.

The red wind pillars that were more than ten feet high were like demon dragons in the Demon Realm, roaring angrily and rolling up the flying sand in the sky, surrounding these intruders who fell from the sky, as if to tear them to pieces.

"Hurry up and get together, form a chain formation, and defend together. ”

Among the eight people, there was a burly young monk, who resisted the demonic wind while commanding his younger brothers and sisters to defend together.

When the other four men and three women heard his command, they immediately approached and formed a circle back to back.

The long swords in their hands were held flat above their heads, and blue light shone from the body of the sword, forming a circle of light from end to end.

After the hurricane was blocked by the aperture, it became more ferocious, and the originally scattered wind pillars combined with each other in the process of approaching, forming a bigger and stronger dragon, and frantically crashed into the formation formed by the eight people.

Under the impact of the continuous wind dragon, the blue circle began to flash wildly, and it was about to run out.

"Hold on, everyone, I'll lead the storm, you go first!" shouted the burly monk.

"No, if you have an accident, what will you do next?"

After leaving these words, one of the disciples jumped out first, raised his hand and sent out a sword aura, leading the hurricane to his side.

"Senior Brother Yang, come back. ”

The burly disciple ordered.

"Senior Brother Ding, take everyone away. ”

The disciple who had already rushed out, with a smile on his face, brandished his long sword and led another hurricane in front of him.

Ding Shengkun looked at Yang Jinfu, who was already surrounded by the wind dragon, and took a step forward to rush over to rescue.

Several junior disciples beside him also raised their long swords at this time and said, "We can't let Senior Brother Yang go in vain, we want to die, everyone will die together." ”

"Take everyone away and don't let me down. ”

Yang Jinfu's heart-rending shouts were heard in the storm.

Ding Shengkun heard his shout, his steps finally stopped, and he waved his hand sadly and took out the flying boat and said, "Everyone listen to Senior Brother Yang, we can't let him down." ”

Everyone looked at Yang Jinfu, who had been surrounded by layers of storms, stepped on the spirit boat with tears in their eyes, and left by boat in the short-term safety that he had exchanged for his life.

Ding Shengkun took one last look at the wind and sand, and drove the spirit boat to the colorful jungle.

Luo Yan walked in the forest, and the white mist in front of him gradually turned purple, which was a bit of a way to blend in with the color of the robe on his body.

At this time, he faintly smelled a strange fragrance, and after exhaling into his body, he suddenly felt that his consciousness became sluggish, and the original Tianqing Wisdom Eyes also lost their effect at this time, and his eyes became purple again.

At the same time, there was also an itchy pain on his exposed skin, and when he touched it, he found that the skin had ulcerated and the viscous blood was flowing out.

It was a sign of poisoning, and he judged the cause from the medical books he had read before.

After making a judgment in his heart, he lay on the ground, took out the clover that the golden bone man had asked him to collect from the storage ring with difficulty, and swallowed it.

The spirit grass entered his mouth, and the rancid smell almost made him vomit it all.

After insisting on swallowing it, the effect of the medicine soon spread throughout the body, and the original rotten wound began to heal again, and the sluggish consciousness gradually returned to normal.

Using his eyes again, he saw that the purple mist had automatically dispersed after encountering a clover that was still on the ground.

It's really a thing for a thing.

When he held the clover in his hand, the purple mist in front of him stopped coming closer after more than two feet away from him.

So he stepped forward a little further, and in the distance he saw a flash of golden light in front of him, and walked in that direction.

When he came closer, he found that it was a flying boat parked on the ground, and there were seven people lying on the spacious deck, five men and two women, all wearing the blue robes of Bihai Pavilion, and it seemed that they were all disciples who had entered the secret realm this time.

All seven were now poisoned, and viscous purple blood was pouring out of them.

Of them, with the exception of a burly young man who was still struggling, everyone else was unconscious.

Among them was a woman, the most poisoned, and her cyan robe had been corroded into several large holes, revealing the black wounds inside.