The crown of sin hangs diagonally on the branches, and cannot wait for the greetings of spring, summer, autumn and winter.

In the spatial turbulence, a flaming red streamer wrapped the two figures in and out of the flickering cracks.

The Chlorophyte Nebula renders the lonely turbulent years, and the extinguished sun is a cracked flower trying to bloom the last rays of light.

The starry sky giant beast devoured a little silver light to alleviate the injuries all over its body, and the Vermilion Bird Illusory Shadow enveloped Mo Qi and Chen Xiaojiu to wander the void.

On the back of Suzaku, Chen Xiaojiu's divine consciousness broke away from the darkness in his mind.

I opened my eyes and watched the unfamiliar surroundings vigilantly.

The slight feeling of heat in his right hand prompted Chen Xiaojiu to turn his head to check.

Mo Qi hugged Chen Xiaojiu's arm tightly, his brows furrowed slightly, and his goose yellow shirt was stained with dark blood.

Chen Xiaojiu's heart was shocked, and he mobilized the only weak spiritual power left in his body.

One breath, two breaths, three breaths.

After three breaths, Chen Xiaojiu struggled to get up and turned Mo Qi around.

To find out if there were any wounds on his body, in a hurry, his right elbow accidentally hit Mo Qi's face.

Mo Qi, who had been dizzy for a long time, seemed to be awakened by this elbow blow.

After staring at him for a moment, the Vermilion Bird Phantom under him suddenly rose in momentum.

Mo Qi, who didn't react, only felt a black shadow flash over his head.

Subconsciously slapped it over, almost fanning the weak dust Xiaojiu out of the back of the Vermilion Bird Phantom.

"Mo Qi, are you going to kill me?"

The familiar voice suddenly sobered up the stunned Mo Qi.

got up quickly and threw himself at the twitching dust Xiaojiu in the back.

"Hey, don't die!"

"Hold on, come on, you burp my little skirt who bought it for me!"

With a crying tone, Mo Qi knelt beside Chen Xiaojiu and whimpered.

"Don't pretend"

"Hurry up and stop the bleeding in my back, the wound has recurred"

Chen Xiaojiu could see Mo Qi's acting skills at a glance, and commanded Mo Qi to tear the clothes behind him angrily.

Mo Qi skillfully began to clean the cracked wound on the back of Chen Xiaojiu, the spiritual power surged, and the Vermilion Bird Divine Fire expelled the remaining chaotic divine light from the wound.

"Don't move, if you don't want to turn into bones, just put up with me"

Chen Xiaojiu snorted, and was ruthlessly suppressed by Mo Qi.

Turning his head dissatisfied, he looked at Mo Qi, who was in high spirits and tied his clothes into a bow!

"Let's discuss something and remove your birdfire from me"

"That's called Suzaku Shenhuo, I don't know it"

"It doesn't matter what kind of fire it is, you can put it away first!"

Smelling the burnt smell of flesh and blood on his back, Chen Xiaojiu gritted his teeth and begged for mercy.

Mo Qi was puzzled and turned the green silk next to his ears, and glanced at Chen Xiaojiu's back shrouded in firelight by the way

"The Vermilion Bird Divine Fire is just right to restrain the Chaotic Divine Light"

"After I take it back, I won't strike again if you beg me"

Chen Xiaojiu nodded quickly, for fear that Mo Qi would regret it

As soon as the Vermilion Bird Divine Fire was withdrawn, the chaotic divine light raged instantly, and the wound was torn again into a big mouth.

Mo Qi's duplicity was about to cast the Vermilion Bird Divine Fire again, and Chen Xiaojiu had already cast a mantra quickly.

Chains appeared on the scarred scars on his back, and the chaotic divine light fled like a frightened bird.

The next moment, he was directly bound by the chains and gradually began to fade.

Mo Qi looked very curious, and her fingers couldn't help but tap the chain on her back, releasing a flame by the way.

If you want to see how the chain reacts, you won't have to wait to see the effect.

Chen Xiaojiu's upper body was instantly unstable, and he turned around and glanced at Chen Xiaojiu incredibly, and fainted directly.

Mo Qi hurriedly investigated the condition of Chen Xiaojiu's body until he confirmed that Chen Xiaojiu's life was not in danger.

Only then did he breathe a sigh of relief, wipe the sweat from his head, and muttered

"It's a bit empty!"

"I can't stand it like this!"

Chen Xiaojiu naturally didn't know that he had been labeled as a weak body by someone who had no conscience.

And Mo Qi didn't expect that the chaotic divine light in Chen Xiaojiu's body had disappeared under the suppression of Yan Luoyin.

was interrupted by her sudden Vermilion Bird Divine Fire, which instead gave the Chaos Divine Light a chance to breathe.

Half an hour later, Chen Xiaojiu got up leisurely and looked at someone with white jade calves dangling at the edge of the Vermilion Bird Phantom.

Moving slowly, he quietly walked behind Mo Qi.

"Is it pretty?"

"Of course"

Mo Qi, who was appreciating the turbulent and changing scenery of space, subconsciously replied.

Before he could turn around, his head was controlled by a powerful palm.

A few heavy blows were directly rewarded to Mo Qi's head, which was trying to break free.

"It hurts..."

The pain in his head made Mo Qi suddenly grin.

"Dust Xiaojiu, your uncle's"

"Grace will take revenge"

Chen Xiaojiu changed hands angrily to control Mo Qi's struggling little hand

"Who intended the murder?"

"Woke up and slapped me directly"

"Don't forget to secretly put a fire on my back"

"You say, who will take revenge!"

Mo Qi was very dissatisfied with someone's behavior of settling accounts after the autumn, and the silver teeth bit directly on Chen Xiaojiu's shoulder.

A muffled voice sounded over Chenxiaojiu's shoulder

"Bastard, it's obvious that you're plotting against me"

"While I'm fainting, you want to do something hurtful to me"

Chen Xiaojiu laughed angrily at Mo Qi's tone of beating

The girl with her teeth and claws pointed to her goose-yellow shirt stained red with blood

"I'm here to see if you have any wounds"

"I'm afraid that your life will be in danger, and your life will be whimpering"

"With your small body, you can't even get on the scales, and you don't expect anyone to plot against you"

Originally, because of Chen Xiaojiu's previous sentence, Mo Qi, who was moved,

was immediately angered by the latter sentence "I can't get on the scale".

Regardless of grabbing Chen Xiaojiu's arm, the tiger teeth rubbed, and bit down again.

After Chen Xiaojiu's constant comfort, he vowed never to laugh at someone's figure again

Mo Qi loosened his silver teeth, rubbed his cheeks, and kept complaining about Chen Xiaojiu.

Chen Xiaojiu looked at the entire forearm that was flooded with saliva with a heartache, and felt that there was nothing to love.

Carefully tear the torn corners of your clothes and wipe the saliva from your arms.

And Mo Qi looked at the space that changed again, and poked Dust Xiaojiu.

"Now we should be in the space turbulence of the first battlefield"

"These ruined stars and wandering ancient cities around them should be the remnants of the battlefields of the previous era"

"What we need to do now is to find the coordinates and get out of this turbulent area"

"Once this turbulent current collapses and is disturbed by the outside world, we will be completely lost in the void."

Chen Xiaojiu looked at the space with Mo Qi's gaze at the countless bloody corpses that were all over the broken walls and ruins.

"How long can the Vermilion Bird Phantom last?"

Facing Chen Xiaojiu's question, Mo Qi felt his own state.

"My body's spiritual power can last for three days"

"But if a battle breaks out, you won't be able to hold out for a quarter of an hour. ”

Chen Xiaojiu looked at Mo Qi's pale face worriedly, and sorted out the slightly messy green silk for him.

"Let me think of a way, I can't go on like this"

Tried to open the Qiankun bag again, but found that the spatial turbulence suppressed the law composition of the Qiankun bag.

There is no supply, no spiritual source, and with Dao realm cultivation as a way to move and transfer in this endless void, I am afraid that it will take a lifetime.

Mo Qi lay on the phantom of Suzaku and raised Erlang's legs regardless of the image.

The contemplative Chen Xiaojiu was upset by the swaying snow white in front of him.

angrily slapped Mo Qi's calf

"Standing has a standing phase, sitting has a sitting phase"

"Can you have some quality?"

Mo Qi was slapped without the slightest anger, turned over, and changed to lie down.

Holding his head with both hands, his dimples were exposed, and his big watery eyes looked at Chen Xiaojiu pitifully.

"Do you think I'm going to die here?"

"There's nothing good to eat"

"There's no fun"

"Nothing to look at"

"There is still an annoying spirit like you by your side, and I don't understand the amorous feelings"

......

In the face of Mo Qi's chatter, Chen Xiaojiu listened selectively.

Only occasionally speak up to defend yourself when it comes to negative words about yourself.

In the distance, the endless starry sky overlapped, and all kinds of buildings began to appear.

Loud and noisy sounds came from all around, drums, roars.

On one side are swords clashing, and on the other side are mundane fireworks.

The phantom of the Vermilion Bird shuttles through the vivid lives, but it is like breaking into a mirage.

The dishes tumbling on the stove, the sonorous and powerful trumpet in the blacksmith.

The woman in the boudoir carefully looked at the handsome young man who proposed marriage through the screen.

Vendors in the streets and alleys are shouting and drinking products.

The bouncing children swayed like a long dragon.

The smell of fireworks in the world is the most soothing.

The next moment, the picture turned to flesh and blood flying on the battlefield.

The beast roared, and the Yin soldiers crossed.

The Buddha holds the vajra in his hand, and his golden body crosses the endless sea of suffering!

Kunpeng spread its wings for 90,000 miles, swept Liuhe, and attacked the sky.

There is a young man who shoots like a dragon, a little light is cold, sweeping the starry sky opponent, and the frozen moonlight sky.

The young men and girls who fought were speechless, the remaining tears on their faces were mixed with countless wounds, and they kept waving knives along the way, some people fell along the way, and some people kept filling the empty seats.

On this day, the universe half collapsed.

On this day, the flames of war raged.

There is a blood sacrifice in the imperial city, calling for the reappearance of the heroic spirit.

Some women, children and children wiped their tears, and moths fought flames to take revenge.

Chen Xiaojiu and Mo Qi sat on the Vermilion Bird Phantom and watched the scenes of rushing to the battlefield.

The corners of the eyes are a little moist, and the soul is shocked.

When he saw the outline of a familiar city, Mo Qi wiped his eyes in disbelief.

"Burial Dragon City?"

At this time, in the turbulence of the void, a majestic city appeared in the broken picture.

It is quite similar to the Burial Dragon City of the First Battlefield, and most of the outlines are in line with the impression of the Burial Dragon City in my mind.

The difference is that the city stands above the sky, with six rounds of the sun and moon twinkling alternately.

The sea of stars seems to be embellishing this city, and the years are flowing, even through a phantom, you can still feel the immortality of this city.

The next moment, the picture was torn again.

The sun and moon are gone, and even two large suns have been sunk into the starry sky.

The city was covered with scar marks, and countless warships surrounded it.

Successive formations began to imprison the firmament where the city was located, cutting off the city's connection with the outside world.

A true dragon flew out of the city, shuttled through the sea of stars, and blasted the stars into the surrounding warships.

The huge body was entrenched in the void, and the dragon's horns shook the sea of thunder.

Thunder rolled like rain, destroying half of the warships in the blink of an eye.

Suddenly, a spear came against the stars, and there were still a few drops of blood on the cold tip of the spear.

Break through the protection of the star meteorite, pull out a lightning bolt and blast it towards the banner above the city.

The real dragon roared, the dragon was mighty, and it flickered directly out of the field, and a divine dragon flicked its tail to knock the unstoppable spear away.

The picture ends here, shattered like a lens.

Chen Xiaojiu and Mo Qi have many mysteries in their hearts.

What is the connection between that immortal city standing above the sky and the Burial Dragon City of the First Battlefield?

Burial of the dragon abyss, burial of the dragon city, is it the real dragon that is invincible in the picture and devours the starry sky?

Why can you see what is suspected to be a pre-ancient event in the Void Turbulence?

Coincidental?

Or is it that Chen Xiaojiu and Mo Qi have already set foot in some forbidden realm.

Many mysteries have not been solved, and the coordinates and directions cannot be calculated, and Chen Xiaojiu can't help but be a little impatient in his heart.

If he really gets lost in the void turbulence, today next year will be the day of sacrifice for him and Mo Qi.

At this moment, a mountain, a huge mound to be exact, appeared in the overlapping space ahead.

From afar, there was a dead silence, except for a dead tree in the center of the hill.

As the mound appears, the images that keep popping up around it begin to dissipate.

The Void Turbulence began to stop around the mound, and more precisely, the mound suppressed it.

Mo Qi and Chen Xiaojiu glanced at each other, and had some plans in their hearts.

"To go or not?"

"Go"

Chen Xiaojiu replied categorically to Mo Qi's inquiry.

Outliers are both danger and opportunity.

On the surface, it was safe from the laws of Void Turbulence on that hill.

This means that he can use some resources to deduce the coordinates of this place.

When it was broken, Mo Qi directly drove the Vermilion Bird Phantom to turn around, shuttling through the turbulent current and driving towards the hill.

Although the distance seen by the naked eye is only a short distance of 100 miles, it is a few breaths of effort in normal times.

But in the turbulent current of the void, Suzaku shuttled through the unpredictable void at great speed.

You have to resist the wind that rises from time to time and some weird holes.

It has been flying for an hour, and there are still dozens of feet away from the hill ahead.

Danger and accidents are everywhere, and Suzaku has just dodged the thundering clouds when he is stopped by a bewitching flower rooted in a huge body.

The body is different from the appearance of the human race, it is extremely strong and tall, and the huge fist can be compared to the stars.

And this unknown body has been used as nourishment by bewitching flowers.

Vines are stationed throughout the body, piercing through the flesh and giving life to the white flowers in the center of the skull's eyes.

A vine at the edge of the body felt the breath released by the Suzaku Phantom, and directly turned into a prison to trap Suzaku.

Mo Qi pinched a handprint, the Vermilion Bird roared, and a ball of flame turned into a sharp sword.

Chop up the vine-made prison and swallow it up in the void turbulence.

As if sensing the opponent's unusualness, the flowers swayed, and ten thousand vines came out together, beginning to form a green wall a hundred feet high.

The white flower floated out of one of its own petals, as light as a feather, and fluttered towards the two people on the back of the Suzaku.

As soon as the petals approached, Chen Xiaojiu felt an indescribable coercion about to defeat the Vermilion Bird Phantom.

The blood was churning, and he propped up the petals fluttering down with his bare hands.

When he touched it, Chen Xiaojiu felt as if he was carrying a towering mountain peak on his body.

The Suzaku phantom under his feet was directly shattered by the force that came.

As he fell, Chen Xiaojiu threw Mo Qi out of the vine wall that had not yet been completely closed.

Without a place to set foot, Chen Xiaojiu fell into the void, and countless vines were woven into a large net again.

Covering the world and surrounding the dust Xiaojiu.

At the moment of crisis, Chen Xiaojiu stepped on a meteorite block floating in the void.

With the help of a top, the visions of the gods and demons around the body emerged, opening the canopy.

Punch after punch slammed into the white petals.

The Dao pattern surrounds the body, blessed in the black fist of the dust Xiaojiu.

For the first time, countless armored souls appeared behind the vision of gods and demons, carrying thousands of troops and horses to attack the vine net.

The dust is black and the body is like an extinct volcano erupting.

The scene of the opening of the world began to be patterned on the Dao species, and the meridians and points of Zhou Tian operated together.

The blood and qi are agitated, and the outside void can even feel the beating frequency of the heart.

Directly blasted the white petals into a big hole, and any coercion and prohibition were shattered by Chen Xiaojiu's punch at this moment.

Teng Tuo used his strength to flicker and climb on the vines, cross the green wall, and was directly grabbed by the Suzaku to stay away from the dangerous flowers

"What the hell, every time it's a near-death life"

Chen Xiaojiu felt the changes in his body, and couldn't help but complain.

Since he went out to conquer Immortal City, there has not been a crushing game.

Either he was beaten by someone, or he was almost annihilated and reborn.

And if there was no breakthrough of the Dao seed this time, he might not be able to break through that strange flower.

The secret technique of practicing the body recorded on the seal of Yama and the comprehension of the Great Dao Law can withstand the coercion of the imprisoned void.

"Impermanent physique, is this a beginner for yourself!"

A little ghostly light flashed from between his fingers, and he could feel the conflict with the blood and qi in his body.

One is alive, the other is dead, yin and yang conflict, ten deaths and no life.

On this road, Chen Xiaojiu has no choice but to continue.

At this time, Mo Qi used all his strength to drive Suzaku to the hill.

The flowers behind crush the overlapping space, and the duck does not want to let the beak fly away.

The basalt armor wrapped around the Vermilion Bird, blocking the overwhelming vines.

The spiritual power in Mo Qi's body became more and more scarce, and he couldn't get a trace of power from it by hooking the void.

In the void turbulence, the laws are disordered, the space overlaps, and there is no way to start.

The impact again and again consumed the only spiritual power left in Mo Qi's body.

Blood overflowed from the corners of Mo Qi's mouth, and after several battles in succession, even the special physique with extraordinary talent was exhausted.

Ten thousand vines are integrated into one, breaking through the defense of the Xuanwu armor with one blow.

The Vermilion Bird Shadow dispersed, and Chen Xiaojiu took the fallen Xuanwu Armor.

Carrying Mo Qi and kicking it with his back, burning his blood and gas, he slammed into the vines that opened the snake and demon dance.

It turned into a black lightning bolt and crashed into the edge of the hill.

The vines that followed quickly stopped at the edge of the hill, as if they had encountered the emperor and did not dare to offend in the slightest.

Chen Xiaojiu hugged Mo Qi and staggered towards the top of the hill.

The white flowers looked at the two backs in the distance, exuding an unwilling momentum.

Directly drove the vines across the line and stabbed at Dust Xiaojiu.

Before Chen Xiaojiu could fight back, a broken fallen leaf on the dead tree spun into the air.

The fallen leaves turned into several fragments, and with a slight shock, the vines in the sky directly turned into dust.

The fragments of fallen leaves shuttled through countless overlapping spaces, poking fiercely at the roots of the escaping white flowers.

The delicate flowers are cut down, and the remaining roots hide in the huge body like a lost dog.

Recklessly, the vines are driven into overlapping spaces to avoid falling leaves.

The fallen leaves were unintentionally pursued, turning into a gust of wind blowing through the fallen flowers.

Return to the dead trees and restore them to their original state.