On this day, Wu Heng and the others came to a weathered canyon.

The Gobi Land is the most wind-blown sand, and the power of nature should not be underestimated.

It is only a matter of time before the water drops wear through the stones, and the weathered boulders are also gone.

This is not so much a canyon as a whole flat land, and a huge ditch carved out by the wind and rain.

Everyone was a little annoyed by the wind and sand, so they lowered their magic weapons and walked in this canyon.

The hands of nature can be called a ghostly workmanship, and the boulders that originally stood in the canyon were carved into perfect works of art by the wind and rain.

They come in a variety of shapes and sizes, but they always give a sense of stunning.

The stones in the canyon not only look strange, but also have a very strange effect, because every time the wind blows, there will be a strange sound of "whining", like a ghost crying, like a wolf howling.

After traveling for many days, Wu Heng and the others did not find any shadow of the Ten Thousand Ghost Caves, and he was even starting to be a little worried.

If there were no people in the Ten Thousand Ghost Caves fighting with these outsiders, how could he have a chance to escape?

If there is no chance to escape, what should Yue'er do?

Wu Heng's heart is now filled with Yue'er, he can't just give up, even if there is a slight opportunity, he is not willing to be arrested.

I don't know why, since Wu Heng stepped into this canyon, he began to feel a little uneasy.

It was as if something was about to happen, and as if something was making him feel a little palpitating.

"Xianggong, what's wrong with you?"

A pair of soft jade hands slowly stretched out and held Wu Heng's hands tightly.

"Don't worry, I'm fine!"

Wu Heng shook his head at Su Yue'er and comforted with a smile.

"No matter what, Yue'er will be by Xianggong's side!"

Su Yue'er leaned on Wu Heng's body and said softly.

The intimate behavior of the two of them fell exactly in the eyes of Lu Yuxuan, who was not far away.

Lu Yuxuan didn't know why, and a trace of uncomfortable feeling surged inexplicably in his heart.

All the way, she was silently observing the middle-aged couple, and for some reason she always had a familiar feeling with the middle-aged man.

It was a sense of déjà vu, a sense of blood connection.

Yes, it's blood.

Because as soon as Lu Yuxuan got close to the middle-aged man, the blood in her body would boil involuntarily.

It's as if they're cheering, they're jumping.

"Is that you?"

Lu Yuxuan looked at the loving couple, and a touch of sadness suddenly surged in his heart......

"It seems to be foggy!"

Zifeng's voice suddenly broke the peace here.

At first, everyone didn't pay attention, but after listening to the words of that Zifeng Zhenren, everyone realized that layers of white mist began to fill the canyon at some point.

In a landscape like the Gobi Desert, abnormal weather is common, and everyone doesn't think about other places.

Therefore, when the fog first rose, it did not arouse everyone's alarm.

Gradually, however, the fog began to thicken and thicken, and within a few moments, the entire canyon was shrouded in a thick layer of fog, and even when everyone looked at each other's figures, they began to blur a little.

There was a gust of wind blowing, and the sound of ghosts crying wolves sounded in the fog.

"It's weird here, everyone be careful!"

Zhang Yuanchao's voice suddenly came out.

He didn't need to be reminded that even a fool knew at this moment that danger was coming in this canyon.

"Everyone, take to the skies!"

That Zi Feng Zhenren took the lead in driving the magic weapon and rose towards the sky above the canyon.

Some followed him, while others remained indifferent.

If the situation is unclear, there is a certain danger in acting rashly.

"Zifeng Daoyou, what's going on outside?"

In the thick fog, Zhang Yuanchao shouted vigorously at the top.

Silently, no one answered, and he was answered by a creepy "whimper".

"Everyone's on alert!"

Zhang Yuanchao showed his magic weapon and reminded everyone with a loud shout.

The fog was getting thicker and thicker, and everyone couldn't see each other clearly, and even their entire bodies were about to be surrounded by the thick fog.

When the figure of the middle-aged man slowly disappeared, Lu Yuxuan suddenly bit his lip and said loudly to him: "Be careful!"

Then her shadow slowly disappeared in the thick fog, and the middle-aged man seemed to be able to clearly see a trace of worry surging up in her beautiful face.

"Yue'er, hold on to me!"

didn't have time to think about how Lu Yuxuan recognized himself, Wu Heng hurriedly grabbed Su Yue'er's hand and shouted anxiously.

Wu Heng sensed a cold and dead aura from this mist, because when he saw the corpses of the villagers in Qingniu Village, he also had a feeling.

Wu Heng didn't hear Su Yue'er's response, and there was no Yue'er's breath beside him, and the hand he grabbed Yue'er seemed to become lighter.

Su Yue'er is gone!

"Yue'er!

Wu Heng shouted anxiously.

A whimpering cry engulfed Wu Heng's words.

When Wu Heng looked back at the place where the voice came from, the scene in front of him suddenly changed.

The fog was gone, the howl of the ghost was gone, and a strange scene appeared before his eyes.

Wu Heng returned to Qingniu Village and saw his young self.

A boy of seven or eight years old was being beaten with a leather whip by a big man with a fierce face.

The boy curled up, whimpering and crying.

At that moment, a woman hurriedly ran out of the house and hugged the boy's body tightly.

"Mother!"

When Wu Heng saw the woman's appearance clearly, he couldn't help but shout.

The woman seemed to not hear him, and still held the body of the boy in his arms tightly.

"Bang Bang Bang"

The whip struck the woman very loudly, very loudly.

"Bastard, you're not allowed to hit your mother!"

Wu Heng rushed over angrily, wanting to snatch the big man's leather whip off.

However, his figure passed through the big man's body in diameter, and it couldn't stop him from continuing to commit murder.

"Mother, you go quickly, don't worry about Heng'er anymore!"

Wu Heng shouted at the woman.

But the woman didn't answer him, and she still used her weak back to shield the boy in her arms from the storm.

Wu Heng watched this scene, and his tears were already blurred.

As soon as the picture turned, Wu Heng saw another scene, which was a scene that he would never forget.

The corpses of the villagers lay on the ground, their faces full of pain and horror.

"No, don't ......"

Wu Heng held his head, unwilling to see this scene happen again.

However, no matter how hard he tried to escape, he could not escape.

"Ah" screamed, but Wu Heng suddenly woke up again.

"No, mother, you can't die!"

Wu Heng held his head and squatted down in pain, unwilling to see that scene.

However, a little boy's heart-rending cry came into his ears all the time, so abrupt, so painful.

"No, mother, you can't die!"

Wu Heng ran desperately, came to the woman who had already fallen in a pool of blood, knelt down, and wept bitterly.

He still can't change anything, he still can't stop this, he can only watch this happen, there is nothing he can do......

The picture turns again, and a young man with clear eyebrows is pulling a beautiful woman to desperately escape in the Gobi.

They were followed by a large group of people who were struggling to catch up with them.

"Yue'er!"

When he saw the woman's appearance clearly, Wu Heng was pleasantly surprised.

The woman did not answer him either, because they were in a very dangerous situation at the moment.

Those who were chasing after them were so numerous and powerful that it seemed that they would have a hard time escaping.

"Yue'er, go quickly, leave me alone!"

Wu Heng hurriedly shouted at the woman.

But it was too late for him to speak, because those people had already surrounded Yue'er and them.

Wu Heng clearly saw that the people who surrounded Yue'er began to change their appearance one by one.

Their faces gradually began to become hideous, and the fangs in their mouths kept sticking outward, and they looked like evil spirits.

"Yue'er, go quickly!"

Wu Heng became more and more anxious, and his heart began to panic.

At this moment, Yue'er seemed to hear his words, and she suddenly turned her head to look at Wu Heng.

Yes, she did look at Wu Heng, not the young man beside her.

"Yue'er!"

Wu Heng was shocked for a while.

The woman smiled softly at him, her beautiful face full of poignant farewell.

"No!

Wu Heng ran desperately, wanting to rush over and drive away those evil ghosts who were gradually approaching Yue'er.

However, he still couldn't stop everything.

In his eyes, he saw the figure of Yue'er and the young man, gradually engulfed by those evil spirits......

"No!"

Wu Heng let out a painful roar, and the whole person fell to the ground in despair.

At the same time, in this canyon, all those who are in the thick fog are also experiencing terrible nightmares.

Not long after those lowly disciples were in the dream realm, they all began to scream and scream loudly, and then they involuntarily raised the magic weapon in their hands and slammed it into their bodies.

There is no pain, no fear, because in the dream, they have already experienced it.

Helpless and sad souls were being pulled by some kind of force, slowly floating out of their bodies, and then engulfed in the black mist.

The black mist seemed to become more cold and gloomy again, and the ghosts cried one after another.

Ghosts roam the black mist, and they are beginning to look for their next target.

One by one, the monks below the Realm of Transformation fell, and they committed suicide like that, and they died so strangely.

And those in the Realm of Transformation are no better, and they are all desperately resisting at the moment, without exception.

Everyone has demons and fears the most, and if you can't defeat your demons, it means that you will be devoured by him.

Just when everyone was about to sink and fall one by one, a rough voice with a somewhat vicious tone suddenly sounded.

"Which fellow Daoist lives here, can you come out and meet us?"