Ling Jiang's eyes stared at the four big characters of the forbidden land for the living, and an extremely violent fear arose spontaneously from the bottom of his heart.

At this moment, he seemed to have forgotten everything, and all he had in his eyes was the golden font.

"Weng ......"

The golden light faded, and there was silence in front of him.

In an instant, lightning and thunder roared, and the night was pierced by a shock.

Bang!

The waves are rolling and the clouds are falling, and the rain is raging.

On the churning waves, a dilapidated treacherous ship staggered, splashing from bow to stern, and the whole ship looked wet, and there was a steady stream of water flowing out of the cabin.

Ling Jiang was surprised to see that there was a three-foot-wide hole left in the hull of the ship, which was clearly a sunken ship!

"Woo woo woo ......"

Under the lightning and thunder, the treacherous ship was like a black hand, slowly approaching him. Ling Jiang could almost hear the sound of huge waves exploding in his ears, and the shocking scene made it hard for him to believe that it was an illusion.

He gradually saw that the cabin was sparkling, ghostly fire, and the lingering cry seemed to pass through the ancient stars, it was an indescribable sound.

"Lingjiang ......"

"Lingjiang ......"

In a trance, he heard someone calling him, as if to wake up a person who was sleeping in a dream.

The waves subsided, the thunder stopped abruptly, and he returned to the silence he had before.

On the illusory wall, there are still nine lines of spells written by Da Bai earlier.

"Ling Jiang!"

A loud shout came from Ling Jiang's ears, and he suddenly came back to his senses.

Only then did he realize that the red thread he was tying on his hand had fallen to the ground and was constantly moving to the other end of the wall.

Ling Jiang hurriedly threw himself to the ground, his right hand clutching the red line that was only the last three inches long.

It looked along the red line, only to find that Da Bai was standing at the other end of the wall, and in front of him, a figure in white floated.

Forbidden woman!

The big white fingertips glowed with golden light, and he shot one mantra after another towards the figure, but in the face of the oncoming golden light, the white-clothed figure seemed to be fearless, and let it slap on his body lightly, and nothing happened.

"Ling Jiang, pull me out!"

Da Bai took the opportunity to turn his head and shouted at Ling Jiang.

Ling Jiang nodded, and hurriedly pulled the red line in his hand, but the red line was like a taut rubber band, he didn't exert great strength, and he always felt that the red line might be broken at any time.

At the same time that Ling Jiang pulled the red line at the speed of a turtle climb, the battle between Da Bai and the forbidden woman continued.

The forbidden woman felt that Da Bai seemed to have exhausted her tricks, and began to run straight towards him recklessly. Facing the oncoming forbidden woman, Da Bai turned over several times on the ground before he opened a short distance from the forbidden woman.

Although Da Bai kept moving, he could slowly pull the red line out. With this little effort, he has already pulled out the red line a foot long, but this is only a drop in the bucket compared to the original two zhang length of the red line.

"It's too late. Da Bai gasped, his face was dark, as if he had been smeared with black charcoal, he gritted his teeth, turned his head and yelled at Ling Jiang, "You go, if you don't leave, it's too late!"

"No, I'm not leaving!" Ling Jiang refused.

Da Bai was trapped inside because of him, how could he get away with it?

Besides, what if you leave now?

If he escapes for a while, he will be killed by the forbidden woman sooner or later, what's the point?

Just as Da Bai was speaking, the forbidden woman flashed, and the illusory shadow passed through Da Bai's body.

Da Bai's face suddenly turned hideous, and he spat out a mouthful of blood.

Ling Jiang's palms were full of sweat, and he was anxious to pull the red line.

Syllable!

The line is broken......

Ling Jiang's whole person was petrified instantly, and he was stunned to pinch the broken two-foot red line.

The corners of Da Bai's mouth overflowed with blood, and he smiled at Ling Jiang exhaustedly, "Shi is also fateful, this is not your ......"

"Big white ......" Ling Jiang muttered to himself in a low voice, feeling desperate to the extreme.

Whew......

Suddenly, the yin wind rose everywhere, and the whirring wind passed by Ling Jiang's ears. A powerful force drove him to the other side of the illusory wall.

Ling Jiang came back to his senses and tried his best to resist this force. But it was useless, in less than ten breaths, the soles of Ling Jiang's feet were smeared with oil, and he slammed into the golden spell on the wall with a thud.

"If it weren't for this Nine Elements Mantra, I would have gone to the underworld at this moment...... Ling Jiang thought to himself.

"What should I do, what should I do?" Ling Jiang roared in his heart.

He felt the runes on the wall blurring in, and it was clear that this strange yin wind was dissolving the power of the spells.

Once the power of the spell dissipates, he will surely die.

Ling Jiang stretched out his fingers weakly, moving on the wall intentionally or unintentionally.

He didn't know why he was doing this, he just had a strange thought in his head that drove him.

His fingertips moved faster and faster, and there seemed to be an esoteric power that allowed him to ignore the thrust of the yin wind. He repeated his fingers over and over the wall.

Soon, he gradually discovered that this wandering behavior was regular, and it was like a ...... A rune!

He's drawing talismans.

Although there is no rune paper, it is not like Da Bai's golden light.

As time passed, he could no longer remember how many times he had drawn the spell, and there were not many of the nine lines of golden light spells left on the wall.

"It's over......" Ling Jiang sneered in his heart.

It turned out that all this was senseless resistance.

How can the power of man compete with evil spirits?

So Lao Guo will die, Daochang Qin will also die, and Uncle Jiu will ...... I guess he won't be able to escape either.

Click......

Cracks began to appear on the transparent wall, and Ling Jiang leaned on the wall, feeling crumbling.

At the same time, he suddenly felt that his fingers were very hot, because he kept drawing charms on the wall, causing his fingers to be rubbed hot, and there was a faint pain.

He remembered the mantras he had said not long ago after drawing the talismans, held his breath, and shouted in a low voice, "Pardon!"

Wow!

For a while, golden light surged, like the return tide of ten thousand seas, illuminating this pitch black into white.

The white light was dazzling, and Ling Jiang couldn't see anything in his sight, only a white nothingness.

I don't know how long later, he woke up groggily, and the moment he opened his eyes, he saw a mouthful of incense burner lying on the ground, and the cold ground exuded a chill that made him sneeze.

"I'm just ......" Ling Jiang was slightly stunned.

"You're alive. Dabai's words came from his ears.

Ling Jiang looked back suddenly, only to see Da Bai's face was pale and bloodless, and his lips were chapped, like a dying man.

He sat against the wall, staring blankly ahead.

"Da Bai, how are you!" Ling Jiang got up from the ground and walked to Da Bai's side.

"You don't have to worry about me, I won't live long......"

Ling Jiang couldn't believe that Da Bai was actually laughing when he said this!

"No, you won't die!" Ling Jiang shook his head repeatedly, the tip of his nose couldn't help but be sour.

"People always have to die...... Dabai said with difficulty, "your hands should be fine." ”

When Ling Jiang heard this, he subconsciously spread out his palm, and sure enough, the black mark had disappeared.

"What the hell is going on?" Ling Jiang said in astonishment, racking his brains to recall what had happened before, but only a vague silhouette remained.

"I don't know. Da Bai shook his head, "After I woke up, I had already returned to the Dragon King Temple like you, and you were still unconscious on the ground, and when I lit your natal spirit lamp, I also woke up soon." ”

After Da Bai finished speaking, he let out a long sigh.

"It's dawn, go back. Dabai said.

"I'll carry you back. Ling Jiang shook his head, dragging Da Bai's arms and about to carry him.

"Put it down!" Da Bai couldn't exert his strength, but he was still yelling at him.

"I won't let go!" Ling Jiang ignored his words and insisted on carrying Da Bai. When he picked up Dabai, his heart was still shocked, so light!

How can a seven-foot man be so light!

At this moment, Dabai is estimated to be only half of the original weight, which can be described as weak.

Ling Jiang stretched out a leg and pushed open the door panel of the Dragon King Temple, and the sunlight outside was pouring down, giving him a sense of relief.

Rebirth!

After tonight, it was a rebirth for Ling Jiang.

But for Dabai, his death is approaching, and his life is short.

Ling Jiang walked briskly on the beach, listening to the sound of the waves, and his mood was very complicated.