The whole mountain suddenly began to move, and in the blink of an eye, the sky and the earth changed color, and the wind and snow on the periphery roared in an instant.

Lin Yi steadied himself and shuttled among the Gen Spirit Plants.

The Sanhua Daoist outside instantly turned sideways, stretched out his arms and hugged Liu Mo, who was about to rush up, and did not forget to reassure: "Don't be afraid, madam." ”

Liu Mo couldn't, so he could only lie down in the arms of the Sanhua Daoist, looking at Lin Yi who was jumping back and forth in the spirit plant with angry eyes.

Gen, stop also. It has the meaning that the mountains are still and immobile like mountains.

And right now, between the tremors of these mountains, the Gen position began to shake, and if Lin Yi guessed correctly, then it would not take long for the formation to be broken.

Seeing that the movement under his feet was getting bigger and bigger, Lin Yi turned around and grabbed a handful of spirit plants, and with a flick of his hand, he saw that the spiritual light suddenly rose, and the willow ink in the arms of the Sanhua Dao people became stiff little by little.

"Husband...... People?!" Sanhua Daoist looked hesitantly at the person in his arms.

The skin of the beauty peeled off a little bit, and the bottom was a thousand puppets carved from agarwood a little bit, still looking up and calling out: "Husband, husband...... Jun?!"

The Sanhua Daoist shook him off and covered his head, his face pained.

Lin Yi stepped over, and the spiritual plant in his hand turned into powder.

The landscape in front of her disappeared suddenly, and Liu Moshen, who fell to the ground, still stretched out her hand towards the Sanhua Daoist, but she could feel her deep despair without facial features on her face, "Husband, husband, look at me......"

Her voice was mournful, as if no one was around, even if everywhere was shaking and shaking at the moment, and the earth was cracking and the sky was shattering.

However, Sanhua Daoist no longer looked at her, his mind was like a heavy drum hammer at the moment, and he fell to his knees at once, and he didn't have the strength to care about what Liu Mo was.

And Lin Yi was able to pick up the spirit plants one after another, and it didn't take long for all the spirit plants in the Gen position to be swept away.

The scenery changed one by one, and the three of them had already fallen on a wasteland, and Lin Yi turned over, afraid of his hands, and Shi Shiran fell to the ground.

"Daoist Sanhua, do you remember anything now?" Lin Yi looked at him.

However, the Sanhua Daoist was still in pain at the moment, and he rolled over the meadow, his expression of despair mixed with pain. Seeing him like this, Lin Yi could understand what he should have remembered without him answering.

So Lin Yi stood where he was, waiting for him.

However, the thousand puppets on the side were still struggling, and wanted to climb to the side of the Sanhua Dao people, Lin Yi jumped up, and then straddled the back of the thousand puppets, and with all his strength, he sat down so that the thousand puppets couldn't even make a sound.

"Sanhua Daoist, if we don't wake up, we won't be able to get out. Lin Yi reminded loudly.

The Sanhua Daoist over there gradually calmed down, thinking that the pain in his brain was also lighter, he spun his body, flipped in the air, and then directly drew his sword and slashed.

Lin Yi didn't dodge it, and saw that the sword slashed at the body of the thousand puppets under her, and the puppets twitched for a while, and then there was a dead silence.

"Thank you, little friend, for waking up the dreamer. "The long sword in the hand of the Sanhua Dao man is a sword flower, and he stands with the sword.

Lin Yi patted the hem of his clothes, stood up, and looked around.

Go over the Gen position, and enter the exchange position.

In this wasteland, there are countless swamps from time to time, and there is only one that is the door of life.

Lin Yi's feet collapsed and floated in the air, and she was just about to move, but the Sanhua Daoist below stopped her, "Slow down, little friend." ”

"Hmm, what is the Sanhua Daoist going to say?" asked Lin Yi, looking down in mid-air.

Sanhua Daoist raised his eyebrows and said: "I have been dead for several years, and now I am just a wisp of remnant soul, Xiaoyou can leave on his own, and you don't have to worry about me." ”

This is a strange thing, Lin Yi looked at him, and he was clearly a big living person.

So Lin Yi said: "Is it true that Daoist Sanhua has remembered the fork, no matter how you look at it, you are still a living person." ”

Sanhua Daoist shook his head and said in a deep voice: "Little friend doesn't know, right now my three souls and seven spirits are all crippled, but relying on this formation can survive until now, if I go out of the formation, I am afraid that it will disappear in an instant." ”

Lin Yi frowned, and the thoughts in his heart turned a thousand times, and he couldn't tell whether the Sanhua Daoist was killed first or Liu Mo who attacked first, but seeing the appearance of the Sanhua Daoist, he must not be willing to say it.

So, Lin Yi looked at him quietly, and then nodded: "Since Daoist Sanhua insists, then the junior will not force you, but = please be clear that it is very easy to tamper with your memories in this formation." ”

Sanhua Taoist nodded, noncommittal or noncommittal.

The wind blew by, and the grass on the wasteland was blown one after another, and the grass waves, and the smell of the wilderness was between the snorts.

The thousand puppets had been scattered into a waste of wood, but the Sanhua Daoist said goodbye to the fierceness just now, and leaned over Lin Yi to take all of them into his arms, his eyes were lowered, so that Lin Yi could not see what he was thinking.

However, the sorrow he exudes is beyond words.

Lin Yi didn't want to disturb him, so he turned and leaped away, tiptoe on the swamp, and then he saw that thorns suddenly threw out of the swamp, which could hit the soles of her feet, leaving trails of dirt.

As Lin Yi rose up, countless thorns were neatly fluttering in the entire wasteland in an instant, and it was not difficult to imagine how terrible this thing would be when it slapped on his body.

The Sanhua Dao people on the side had already fled into the air with the wreckage of the thousand puppets.

Of all the swamps, only one was a living gate, but at the moment, in Lin Ye's eyes, they looked the same.

At the beginning, Lin Yi relied on her second quenched spirit body, and simply plunged directly into the swamp below, and when she really fell into this swamp, she found that the suffocation in it was like thick ink that drowned Lin Ye, dragging her into the abyss little by little.

It's not just the suffocation of the swamp

With a turn of thought, the Bodhi branch under her feet suddenly appeared, and after breaking through the resistance, she directly broke through the surrounding mire. Soaring.

"Little friend, I have an idea. The Sanhua Daoist who stood by and watched suddenly opened his mouth.

Lin Yi swept away the mud with a purification technique, and turned his eyes to look at him.

The Sanhua Daoist walked a few steps to Lin Yi's side, he nodded to Lin Yi, and then saw him turn his hand, and the puppet in his arms disappeared in an instant, thinking that he had taken it somewhere.

Immediately after that, the Sanhua Daoist stretched out his arms and flew into the ground.

The thorns that were dancing suddenly stopped, paused in mid-air, and did not dare to hurt him at all.

The Sanhua Daoist jumped into the swamp, and then saw bursts of white light in the swamp, surrounding him like a hug, and lifting him away little by little.

And in the most intense place, Lin Yi almost didn't think about it, he rushed over with the majestic spiritual power in his hand, raised his hand and shook it, and the spiritual power exploded into the swamp in a ball.

The mud splashed and the sand flew, and the Sanhua Daoist turned over and landed on the meadow.

And Lin Ye overcame the thorns, destroyed countless thorns along the way, and threw himself straight into the swamp that emitted the richest white light.