When Song Liuguang was thrown into the air, a thought suddenly popped up in his mind: "I really want to die." ”

She suddenly found that she couldn't hear Mo Yueping's crying and Ying Tongjun's noise, she opened her eyes in the air, and saw the black vines that covered the sky and the sun twitching wildly in the air, a black shadow flew up in front of her, a black vine burst out from the ground and pulled it out, her face was hot for a moment, and after a while, her nose was suddenly filled with the smell of rust, and the liquid that splashed on her face flowed into her left eye, dyeing half of her world blood red.

The huge moon hung in the sky, draped the huge valley with a silver veil, the wind shuttled through the mountains and forests into a strange whimper, and among the countless huge trees, a flat clearing was exposed between the sky and the earth. This circular clearing seemed to absorb the moonlight, and countless black shadows swarmed in it, like thousands of black pythons swirling and entwining in it, they were devouring, they were skyrocketing, they were stealing joy, no matter what could escape their huge mouths, they tore at the spiritual circles drawn by the ignorant, they drank the blood of those who strayed into it.

In the ink-like darkness is a raging fire, the black shadow is thousands of poisonous snakes, but the flame is a scorching fire dragon, it is hovering and guarding, under the firelight are strange runes and patterns, like a magnificent and great picture, but the poisonous snake is hidden under the body and does not see the sun for thousands of years.

All the vines in the land of vines are writhing and running wild, the children are like papier-mâché kites in this terrible hell can't even call for help, the black vines with thick calves bind Song Liuguang's legs, feet and waist, Song Liuguang burst out with amazing strength and only raised her right arm high to prevent it from being entangled, she could feel her ribs squeezed into a terrible shape, and she couldn't breathe into her lungs.

She was close to the middle of the vine land was also in the middle of the flame, the vine was afraid of the fire and eager to extinguish it, Song Liuguang, who was entangled in it, was in great pain, she tried to open her eyes, and saw the black shadow surging like a wave, which made people sick.

What the hell is going on, how did Xu Ling say that some hardships cost her life, did this idiot miscalculate their strength?

She tried hard to open her eyes, she didn't want to die yet, she thought of Ling Yanluo who brought her back at this time, isn't he very strong, does he feel very glorious when his only apprentice was strangled to death by grass?

Cultivating immortals or something, it's really a brain disease!

Song Liuguang was on the verge of rolling her eyes, but at this moment she saw that there were hands and feet in the dark shadow, and the clothes were exposed, and they were not the same person, they were all swallowed by this pitch-black sea, and only a corner was exposed, and they were dragged into the vines without even a single hair left.

What would it be like to be caught in a vine?

Song Liuguang felt her goosebumps rise, she struggled and shook her neck to try not to let the vines strangle her throat, fear flooded her heart, occupying all her thoughts, she trembled like chaff, and couldn't help but cry: "Xu Ling, your grandmother is about to stop!

"Come and find the master!" Xu Ling yelled at the senior disciple of the Dian Academy.

Sweat poured down his forehead, "Impossible, this is impossible," he turned out a brilliant spiritual array with his left hand, "Chaos Shengyi, Yin and Yang are connected, Qi luck is reversed, the four elephants have a way, this is all right, this door, this way, every way is right." The floating runes flashed with golden light on the spirit array in his hand, and the movement was extremely smooth, Xu Ling couldn't remember how many years he hadn't missed the formation, five hundred years or eight hundred years?

But he couldn't think so much at this time, he pushed the small spirit array like a golden pagoda into the air with a push of his left hand, and the pitch-black measuring ruler flipped in his hand, Xu Ling was surrounded by silver light, and his right hand held the measuring ruler towards the spiritual array: "Break!"

Just when his measuring ruler was only a finger away from the spirit array, the spirit array with golden light flowing suddenly scattered into thousands of fragments like a broken glass cup, and faded into the air and turned into nothingness in the next second.

"The array is gone?" Xu Ling said incredulously, he turned his head suddenly, threw himself in front of the water mirror, and saw that the vine was still rioting, the light in his eyes dimmed suddenly, he turned his head, looked at Duan Zhiyan and said, "My array has been swallowed." ”

The flesh and blood in the water mirror flew sideways, and the screams rang out for a short while, and only the silence of death remained.

"Xu Ling, your grandmother's stop!" The child's cry pierced Xu Ling's ears, Xu Ling's whole body shook, and in just half a pillar of incense, Xu Ling's entire world collapsed into ruins.

Everyone on the stage was looking at this silent elder with his head down, and under the lantern, Xu Ling's side face was cut by shadows, and he couldn't see his expression clearly.

"Smack. "The long sword as cold as silver fell on the ebony case.

Duan Zhiyan's expression remained unchanged, he took off his wide and cumbersome robe and rested it on the seat.

"You have to go into the Lost Valley, the sooner the better. ”

Xu Ling raised his face and saw Duan Zhiyan's determined expression, "This is not Elder Xu's fault, my return to Kunlun this time is related to this matter, it is inconvenient to explain now, I will go to the entrance of the Lost Valley first, and quickly rush to the ancient altar, these children are extremely shallow in cultivation, and the situation is extremely dangerous, Elder Xu can then discuss with the head of the sect to understand." ”

After saying that, Duan Zhiyan was dressed in plain white with narrow sleeves, his clothes flew in the night wind, and he flew down Zhaohetai and went straight to the bottom of the mountain with a little tiptoe.

"Where is the Karakuri Shadow?"

Xu Ling suddenly spoke.

On the brightly lit platform, this man was dressed in white and dragged the ground, holding a three-foot measuring ruler in his right hand and hanging by his side, and the Kunlun disciples and other masters who had not left were all gathered on the side, startled by this sudden change, and looked at him standing in the middle with bated breath.

Five people dressed in black and wearing wooden masks walked out of the air and half-knelt behind Xu Ling together.

"Go and go with Duan Zhiyan to rescue the children who are taking the exam. ”

"Burn this ancient array again. ”

The vines slowly tightened, the bones of her whole body were ringing, the scene in front of her had begun to blur, Song Liuguang's eyes had slowly dimmed, and at this moment, a touch of white suddenly appeared in the darkness in front of her eyes.

She shook her head, and found that it was not her own illusion, just not far from her, a hem of clothes appeared among the vines, the firelight flickered, and Song Liuguang's extraordinary eyesight made her see the reflective dark lines on the corners of the clothes—those were Fang Qixiu's clothes.

Song Liuguang surged up in her head, she tore her throat and shouted in the loudest voice: "Fang Qixiu! Fang Qixiu-you wake up, don't be strangled by your mouth and nose-"

Song Liuguang looked at the squirming huge vines and the small corner of his clothes, something in his heart was slowly cooling down, and the entire valley was extremely silent, except for the terrible rustle of the tree waves being blown away, there was no sound.

It was as if she was suddenly the only living person left in the world.

She stared at the small corner of her garment, watching it sink inch by inch between the vines, and finally she couldn't see it again.

Dead?

Is it still alive?

Why is it so fast? But in the time of a stick of incense, the crowd that was still lively just now, but now there is not even a finger left, Song Liuguang felt that her scalp suddenly exploded, she couldn't make a sound when she opened her mouth, her right hand was raised high with a smile, and the whole person couldn't move, and it didn't take long for her internal organs to be pierced by the squeezed and broken bones.

Suddenly, the vine that had appeared in the corner of the garment began to slide rapidly, and the next, in the next moment, a person suddenly emerged from the crack in the vine.

Song Liuguang couldn't believe his eyes, Fang Qixiu actually broke free from under the vine, but only above his shoulders, his hair was scattered, his hair hung down to his ears, his face was covered with blood, his eyes were as bright as stars, flashing with a complex and decisive light, he bit a sachet in his mouth, and threw it at Song Liuguang at the moment when he broke out of the vine.

Song Liuguang didn't know that her body that was about to be crushed still had such strength, she only felt that her brain was hot, and she grabbed the sachet with her right hand.

She felt her blood heat up, a strange and familiar sensation, her eyes hot but eager to laugh, she heard a voice in her head ringing constantly.

It was her own voice.

Do it, you can.

You've always known that.

You're different.

Song Liuguang bit the sachet fiercely, and took out the iron sword from the sachet with his right hand in a strange posture.

Song Liuguang's ribs made a terrible creaking sound, she tried her whole body to shrink towards her waist, her right hand slammed down a semicircle, her waist loosened, and she immediately kicked the vine with her foot, she used the iron sword as a knife, slashed horizontally and vertically, and the tiger's mouth was shocked and bleeding and did not let go.

The blood all over her body seemed to be burning, Song Liuguang's whole body was trembling, not because of fear, but because of excitement, when she didn't know what, her left hand also held the hilt of the sword, she slashed it in an orderly manner, but each knife cut the thick vines at the mouth of the bowl to the skin only.

Song Liuguang was thrown down from mid-air, the whole person was slammed on the hard ground, lying on the ground A mouthful of blood spurted out, she raised her head, but in front of her was a burning fire that burned her eyes.

Song Liuguang happened to fall into the spirit array surrounded by flames, and the black shadow of the huge ancient altar danced wildly, but it couldn't approach this small circle of flames.

Song Liuguang stood up with difficulty with the iron sword, she looked at this fire, this snake vine, this terrible valley, she was stinging all over, but she still had to go back, what appeared in front of her eyes was Fang Qixiu's eyes that were so bright and terrifying.

She couldn't help but save him.

And Mo Yueping, maybe wait a little longer, and they will completely stay under this vine.

Although she forgot that she was just a little child.

But she had forgotten about it.

In the midst of the flames, a child with a bloody chin, his clothes torn by vines, and a heavy iron sword in both hands, walked unwaveringly towards the flames.

The Zhaohe stage was crowded with the elders of various factions and the parents of the candidates who had rushed over, and everyone watched as the thin but unusually determined child in the water mirror walked towards the flames and the terrifying vines.

Yun Qingzi's beard trembled, he raised his hand, pointed at Chai Shujie who was waiting beside him, and said, "Go and ask the lord." ”