The hand holding the dagger was a little sore, and he had to be vigilant at all times, for fear that there would be any more moths in this ghost place, and he didn't know how he died.

The stream is flowing forward from the foot inch away, but the palm is wide and thin, and the crystal clean stones under the water can be seen clearly, Weng Ran looked at the motionless blade of grass, she has already found that there is no wind here, and it is still in the crypt.

The dagger was in his hand for a while, and he was playing with flowers all the time, Weng Ran's heart was a little panicked, even more panicked than when facing those countless corpses, her face that had been calm became more and more solemn, her eyes were a little distracted, she was afraid that she would be trapped here.

As soon as the man wandered, he immediately lost his hand, and the dagger cut through his finger and fell to the ground, and it flicked twice on the soft ground before it fell with the blood.

Weng Ran frowned and looked at his fingers, although the blood kept dripping, fortunately, the wound was not deep, he picked up the dagger, and was about to wipe the blood stains on it, only to feel a twisted change around him, Weng Ran hurriedly clenched the dagger, and the surroundings had completely changed.

The night sky is dark without stars, the crescent moon is obscured by the drifting wolf smoke, the drifting sparks are like the calamity, the mountains are like dormant beasts in the darkness around them, and the broken spears are inserted in the middle of the mountainside, and the guns are fluttering.

The sound of fighting, the sound of weapons colliding, the mixed music, the sound of meat being inserted by sharp weapons came one after another, Weng Ran had not yet had time to observe and adapt, the sound of breaking the wind came to his face, his pupils shrank instantly, and the black feather arrow was already in front of him.

As soon as the dagger was raised, the floating dust was thrown horizontally in front of him, and the arrow was twisted with the softness, and then the floating dust threw out a strong wind, and the arrow that was broken into four pieces turned into a sharp weapon and flew away, and he heard a few screams.

Weng Ran turned his eyes to look at the person who made the move, and the person had already stepped in front of her, leaving her with only a tall back, blood-stained long hair, and a half-burned green bamboo shirt: "Senior Sister Weng, are you injured?"

"Senior Brother Cultivation?" Weng Ran asked uncertainly.

The other party turned his head to look at her, the firelight illuminated his face, although he looked a little tired, but there was still a soft smile on his face, but soon he turned his head back, "It's me, junior sister, don't be afraid." ”

Weng Ran looked at Tao Ye, surprised and surprised, although the killing sound was shocking now, her mood was better, and she finally saw other living people!

Hurriedly stood up from the ground, the dagger in his hand had been replaced by Qiluo, "Senior brother, what's going on?"

With the protection of cultivation, Weng Ran was temporarily free, and observed the surrounding environment, the people who fought against them were all dressed in black, tightly wrapped, in this environment, it was difficult for people to find out which corner to hide.

The way of fighting is the kind that is not fatal, extremely crazy, and there is a faint black gas around the body, which is very similar to the person who played the flute in the previous battle, Weng Ran doesn't understand what this black gas is.

"This is one of the overlapping illusion spaces, as for how many illusions there are for the time being, you have to be careful, transfer the trigger point of the illusion, there is no way to know, maybe you just took a step to the side, and you have already entered another overlapping space. ”

Tao Ye quickly explained to Weng Ran, the dust in his hand is called a fierce, and it even makes people have an illusion in a trance, I am afraid that this is not a long stick, it is really different from his light and breezy temperament.

The floating dust was shaken, and the surrounding floating firelight dissipated instantly, and then the floating dust pulled out a muffled sound on a man in black, the person had already flown out upside down, smashed on the ground, didn't stand up for a long time, stroked his chest with one hand, and finally relieved his breath, just about to get up, the sword penetrated the neck in the back, bringing out black blood flowers, and the person directly lost his life.

As for the person who did it behind the scenes, he was already entangled with the other two men in black, and at this moment, there was no so-called sneak attack.

And Weng Ran also fought with one person, Qiluo was full of color, and the move was fatal, at this time she couldn't help thinking about this situation, although these people in black were deadly playing, but their cultivation was not high, but they couldn't stand it more, and the floating corpses were still endless.

Almost in the blink of an eye, two more men in black joined the battle with Weng Ran, three against one, which is almost the most common situation here.

Fast as lightning, like a ghost, Weng Ran wandered between the three of them, and did not fall into the wind, Qiluo cut off the long knife in the hand of the man in black, the momentum did not stop, but increased speed, for a while, there seemed to be two Weng Ran before and after, Qiluo had already cut the man in black in half, without the slightest pause to turn around and split, the man in black who attacked from the side was stopped and broken, Qiluo did not stop, and collided with the short knife of the third person.

The two confronted each other, their eyes intertwined, Weng Ran looked at the pair of black eyes without the whites of the eyes, although he was a little shocked in his heart, but it seemed that it should have been like this, these were really not human races!

"Drink!"

Weng Ran drank softly, the spiritual power in his body exploded, and the other party who was shocked retreated again and again, Weng Ran did not miss any opportunity, and threw out Qiluo in his hand, straight through the opponent's chest, and before the blood flowed out, the person had already caught up, re-grasped the hilt of the sword, turned his wrist, and then pulled it out, and dug out the flesh and blood with the heart.

The man fell straight to the ground, although he was not a human, but he had a heart, and it was the same length.

The figure around him flickered, and one fell between Weng Ran and the corpse, and was hit by an arrow in the shoulder, nailing him to the ground.

Weng Ran looked at this fleshy face, but he didn't expect that he was still an acquaintance, and the other party also saw her, and suddenly showed a look of joy, and said anxiously: "Senior sister, junior sister, quickly help me up, otherwise someone will trample me to death in a while." ”

As he spoke, he stretched out his hand to Weng Ran.

Weng Ran bent down, first grabbed his shoulder, fixed his position, and then forcefully pulled out the arrow, but did not pull the arrow out directly, but just dragged the person up from the ground.

Gao Ren grinned in pain, and Lai Lai chirped, "Senior sister, you light, eh! Senior sister be careful!"

Gao Ren suddenly shouted with wide eyes, looking at Weng then in horror.

"Heaven and Earth Xuanhuang, listen to my pardon, shield!" As soon as the shield phantom appeared, an arrow broke on it, which could be described as dangerous and dangerous, Weng Ran also quickly turned around, his eyes passed through the fighting crowd, and looked at those swarthy low mountains.

"Senior sister, are you okay, I'm scared to death, ah!!"

Gao Ren screamed in pain, Weng Ran hurriedly turned around, and saw that the arrow on Gao Ren's shoulder was grabbed by a man in black from behind, and he dragged the person over fiercely, and the white knife in his hand was already in and out of the red knife, leaving a bloody hole in Gao Ren's waist.

Seeing that he was about to stab again, Gao Ren was already panicked, painful, and had no resistance, just like a piece of fat waiting to be slaughtered on the board.

Qiluo took off again, but the other party was not afraid at all, and even did not dodge, seeing that the knife was about to stab again, asking for Gao Ren's life, Weng Ran's spiritual power urged again, and the speed increased sharply.

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