Ah Li's desperate shout was still in his ears, but Sang Wushi didn't have time to react at all, his body retreated rapidly, and then the suffocation feeling of drowning in the dark night hit instantly, and after a sudden violent fall, she fell heavily into a hard sea of sand.

The piercing pain under her body Sang Wushi couldn't take care of it anymore, she wanted to open her eyes to see the environment she was in at the moment, but her eyes were still a blurry crimson.

Her eyes ......

There was a gust of wind and sand, not as strong as before, but with an extremely cold and piercing weirdness, and the eyes were pricked by needles at the moment of blowing. Sang raised his sleeves sharply from time to time to block the oncoming wind and sand, and his usually cool and intoxicating golden eyes were dyed with blood and mist at this moment, and there seemed to be liquid flowing in his eyes.

She struggled to get up from the sand, but the touch of her hand was hard and cold, and then she felt that it was a white bone wreckage. What she had just touched should be the skeleton of the five fingers of her hand, and this skeleton is pitiful, it should be a baby. But when he touched it again, Sang Wushi sighed in his heart, it was actually a headless corpse? It was not uncommon to find a broken corpse in the desert, but Sang Wushi suddenly thought of the resentful child snake that had just appeared and the resentful spirit ghost on it, and his heart suddenly felt very uncomfortable, and he wanted to see what the hell he was in now.

In fact, Sang Wushi was right, if she could see clearly, she would find that her conjecture was right. The place where she was was still a desert of yellow sand with no sky, and it was still a bleak night, and the only difference that could be seen here was that the vast quicksand under her feet was full of white bones. Densely packed, covering the whole yellow sandy land, there are new and old, but without exception they are all the bones of babies, and all of them are headless corpses. The white bones are forested, and the evil qi of endless resentment to yin floats in the dark night, extremely cold.

Sang Wushi only stayed here for a short time and felt very cold, and the resentful yin aura here was definitely no less than that of the Wufu Sea, or even worse than it.

But her surroundings are very quiet, and her eyes can't see, so her hearing becomes extremely sensitive. Here, except for the sound of the wind, it is eerily quiet.

Sang stood in place from time to time, trying his best to protect his eyes with his sleeve, but he suddenly felt a strong uneasiness in his heart. At present, it seems that this unknown place is full of dangers and strange places, and she, a foreigner from a thousand mountains, has no knowledge of the Frost Punishment Festival, and now that she has entered the air of the wind, she now longs for the bell to ring immediately, and it will not be so torturous.

Suddenly, there was another gust of wind and sand, not very strong, but the endless cold danger made Sang Wushi step on the skeleton and take a few steps forward in an instant, and then she didn't see the cold wind blowing the place, and suddenly the gas was cold and green, and the white bones and corpses in that column turned into ashes and disappeared into a sea of sand.

But she didn't have time to rejoice, her body suddenly sank, as if falling into the endless deep space, and a scream of destruction sounded in her ears, and an ethereal and resentful voice echoed in the cry of ten thousand ghosts: The mirror of your present, the virtual biochemical one, if the rotten wood is grinded, the Bodhi path is opened.

That is, in an instant, the next moment, Sang Wushi's body stumbled slightly, and the sky and earth suddenly quieted down. Just now, everything was like an illusion, and it disappeared silently.

Clenched the whip in her hand, the cold and viscous blood in her palm had already coagulated, and the bones of her hands were so tight and white, so quiet that even the wind disappeared. This increasingly strong sense of uneasiness made Sang Wushi's mind a little restless, and his eyes seemed to be more painful, the burning sensation that was so strong that he couldn't ignore it, and he could even feel the warmth slowly flowing down his cheeks. There was definitely a pair of eyes staring at her coldly in the dark, all the time, making her spine a little cold and straight.

Suddenly, there seemed to be a gust of wind behind him, and Sang Wushi turned around and was about to fall with a whip, but he heard a scream and exclaimed: "It's me!"

The Soul Devouring Whip suddenly stopped in mid-air, Ah Li, she actually found it? Sang blinked his crimson eyes desperately, trying his best to see the person in front of him, but the world he saw was still that red, not even a trace of light.

"Ah Li?" her voice was hoarse and uncertain, but the whip that was raised in the air slowly lowered. Then I felt that I had been supported by someone, "all the time...... Your eyes...... Let's get out of here quickly!" Ah Li's hand held her tightly, with a cry in his voice, and he held Sang Wushi, who was trembling slightly, and walked in one direction step by step on the quicksand.

Sang Wushi suddenly coughed heavily, and even coughed and bent over, the whole person slowly squatted down as if he was weak, Ah Li hugged her tightly, his hand kept patting her back, but his voice became more and more anxious, "All the time! We have to leave quickly! This is a quiet place! If you don't leave, you will die!"

Sang Wushi also tried her best to stand up, but the fishy sweetness in her throat and the sharp pain in her eyes made her tremble slightly, she grabbed Ah Li tightly with one hand, and touched her eyes with the other hand, but the next moment her back was cold!

Ah Li's hand...... No blood!

The aura around his body seemed to drop suddenly, and a gloomy chill came to his face, and the next moment a dark laugh suddenly sounded in his ears, and then a hellish aura surged violently, between the lightning and flint, the purple whip moved, and in an instant, Sang Wushi was far away from the place. But it was still a second slower, and there was a sharp pain in the arm that cut the flesh, and the yin laughter started, the spirit whip flew forward, and there was a loud bang, and a strong cold air suddenly spread around, shaking Sang Wushi and suddenly retreating backwards. A thick stench diffused from heaven and earth, and a strong yin wind drifted directly into her bloody eyes.

A muffled snort overflowed from his throat, his eyes were piercing with pain, and his body trembled in pain. The wind rose again, bringing endless coolness, but in the next moment, there was a burst of warmth behind her, a pair of strong arms gently embraced her, the wind changed, and a comfortable and soft silk scarf gently circled her bloody and tearful eyes. The voice that sounded in his ears was warm and warm, clear and good, and seemed to be infinitely ashamed, "I'm sorry, I'm late." ”

Such a familiar voice is desireless.

The white ribbon wrapped in Sang Wushi's eyes suddenly oozed a touch of red, it was him, he could really find her accurately. Should I be uncomfortable or glad......

The arms gently hugged her, and a warm hand gently held her hand holding the whip from behind, extremely warm and gentle, "All the time, this is the phantom layer of the Naiyou realm, the further you go in the center of Naiyou, the thousands of illusions are even more treacherous, everything is an illusion." You and I can't cast spells are already limited, so at this moment, let me be your eyes and become a sharp weapon in your hands, okay?"