In the dungeon, all the sea wolf demons are gone, and they have all become a pile of dry bones, and only Hou Tao, He Miaoyin, and a group of nine people and the women behind them who have long been frightened are unable to move! The black smoke turned into the center of the circle has grown several times, it is already three zhang high, seven or eight zhang in circumference, if it is not for the fact that it still sticks to the stone slab and stretches out a lot of tentacles, it is estimated that the size can be even bigger.

The black smoke is still billowing, and it seems that there will be some amazing changes, and it seems that these living people in the dungeon will not live long.

Of course, He Miaoyin and his people will not sit still, they have used many methods to deal with this strange black smoke, water, thunder, fire, wind, slash, sword......

But this black smoke is extremely difficult, and they have spent a long time trying to get it. Not only that, but they were also trapped by the black smoke, if it weren't for the formation arranged by Hou Tao and a shield-shaped magic weapon by He Miaoyin, they would have turned into dry bones long ago.

"Obscenity, what are you still doing stupidly, hurry up and use your third-order talisman!" Hou Tao said angrily.

Dugu Yang's eyes widened, and his face showed surprise: "Dead monkey, don't talk nonsense, how can I ......?"

"Whore, if you don't admit it, I'll search it, and if you find it, it's mine!"

"Dead monkey, you dare!" Dugu Yang said with some annoyance.

"Stop arguing, look!" Feng Dong pointed at the black flue with a shocked expression.

The violently billowing black smoke slowly subsided, and just as it was about to be completely still, it suddenly shrank again. Then, all the black smoke vanished, and a round center dressed in a white robe, with fair skin and kind eyes, appeared in front of everyone's eyes again.

The difference is that the skin in the center of this circle is whiter and tenderer, without a trace of wrinkles, like the skin of a five- or six-year-old child, there is a pair of black dots symmetrically on the whites of the two eyes, and there is also a palm-sized black rune on the chest, looming under the white robe.

Compared to his appearance, Feng Wuchen was more concerned about his cultivation, he quietly released a trace of his divine sense, carefully controlling his divine sense to approach the center of the circle, but the divine consciousness was bounced back when he was still three zhang away from the latter.

Feng Wuchen suddenly felt that the world was spinning, and at the same time, he was terrified, the cultivation of this circle center has now reached at least the ninth layer of the foundation building period!

"A few donors, you ruined the old man's Buddha face, this sin is very big!" Yuanxin put his hands together, his eyes were half-narrowed, and a kind and warm smile appeared on his face, "You have harmed the living Buddha in this world, and you will be to blame for death!"

Although the content of Yuanxin is murderous, the tone is like the spring breeze in March, the drizzle in June, and the delicate peony flowers in the snow, which makes people warm, comfortable, and fascinating.

Hearing Yuanxin say this, Feng Wuchen's sense of guilt arose, feeling that he had done the most unconscionable evil thing in the world, and he still had the urge to apologize for his sins with death.

Feng Wuchen hurriedly shook his head and silently performed several times of divine promotion, and his mind was a little more clear, and he felt that he didn't want to die so much.

After only such a short period of effort, Feng Wuchen found that most of his clothes were already soaked with sweat.

However, Feng Wuchen was not the worst concentration, and the women behind them all fainted on the ground, and they had long been unknown. The wind moves and the clock is deserted

Jian still stood there stunned with his eyes stunned, as if he had lost his soul. The others were not much better, He Miaoyin's brows were furrowed, and there was some cold sweat on his face, Hou Tao, Duguyang, and Xu Fa were all panting, Ouyang Gao and Bai Shu's faces were pale, their eyes were blank, and they had not recovered yet.

Here, the most unusual performance is Ling'er, who is comfortably gnawing on a pig's trotter.

Ling'er casually threw away the bones in her hand, and said confidently: "Dead bald donkey, this girl's food has been eaten, you quickly remove your black smoke, I want to go out to find something to eat!"

The black rune on Yuanxin's chest suddenly became dazzling: "Donor, you have offended the Living Buddha several times, aren't you afraid of ......?"

Before he finished speaking, Yuanxin suddenly stopped, and immediately waved his right palm in the right pocket of his body, which was very fast, so fast that Feng Wuchen could only see a few afterimages. When his right hand stopped in front of him again, Feng Wuchen saw that there was a pinch of dense, thin needles between the four fingers of his right palm.

"Female benefactor, the boundless sea of bitterness is the shore when you turn back, and it is liberation to cut off yourself!"

Listening to Yuanxin's words of extreme charity, Feng Wuchen was distracted again, and suddenly thought of his tragic experience of being rejected by his family and being used by Hua Yao, he felt very sad, a little out of breath with sadness, and the tears in his eyes flowed down uncontrollably, and he went straight down. Furthermore, he thought that he had been alive for so many years, as if he had been living in vain, doing nothing, accomplishing nothing, and completely soaking in the sea of suffering.

Feng Wuchen felt that this world was very painful, and he had no nostalgia for this world, he wanted to end his life, he wanted to end his life with a sword as quickly as possible.

However, just as he was about to summon his sword, his divine sense touched the white Jane, and Feng Wuchen violently stirred the spirit, as if he had been drunk as a stick.

Feng Wuchen's eyes are no longer his painful past, but once again become a real scene in the underground palace.

Feng Dong knelt on the ground and cried, and while crying, he smashed his head on the ground, smashing the ground and his head with blood, and he kept crying.

Zhong Mojian strangled himself with Bai Aya with a painful face, his eyes were bloodshot, and his face was pale, but there was no sign of stopping.

Although Ouyang Gao still had no expression on his face, there was no blood, tears flowed profusely, and he kept shouting, "Mother, don't leave me, I'm afraid!" In his hand, he held a sword, as if he would know his life at any time.

Bai Shu squatted on the ground and sobbed, hiding his face with one hand and holding a talisman in the other, the talisman was shining brightly, and it was facing him.

Hou Tao, Dugu Yang and Xu Fa look slightly better, but they are also limited, although they don't look as miserable as those people, and they haven't used any means of self-harm for the time being, but they are all in pain and tears, and it seems that it won't be long before they will embark on the road of self-destruction.

"Dead bald donkey, I'm dying of hunger!" Ling'er cried.

Ling'er didn't seem to be affected much by Yuanxin's words, but she was affected by the black smoke, and the hundreds of tentacles condensed by the black smoke had surrounded her, and a large number of various strange Gu insects had died on the ground, but the black smoke was still pressing step by step.

Also attacked by the black smoke was He Miaoyin, who was urging a bead to fight to the death with the black smoke.

The beads she urged hung in the air, the size of eggs, and her whole body was covered with dense five-colored runes the size of rice grains.

He Miaoyin frowned slightly, panting again and again, her face was solemn, her hands kept quickly forming all kinds of mysterious handprints, as her handprints were played, the beads in mid-air then released a series of spiritual lights, and the spiritual light hitting the black tentacles could also repel the tentacles, but there were too many black tentacles besieging her.

On the other hand, in the center of the circle, he stood quietly with his hands folded, with a charitable smile on his face, and he was very calm and relaxed.

After Feng Wuchen understood the situation, he quickly grabbed Bai Jian with his left hand, stepped in front of Feng Dong's body, grabbed the latter's shoulder with his right hand, and did not let the latter grab the ground with his head, nor let him move, and gently knocked the latter with his left hand with Bai Jian. However, the latter still wept bitterly and still kowtowed. The shocked Feng Wuchen knocked hard again, and the latter's reaction was still the same.

"Huh!" Yuan Xin stared at Feng Wuchen and frowned, "Donor, why don't you think about yourself?"

"Get out!" said the distraught wind dustlessly.

"It's really stubborn!" Yuan Xin sighed and shook his head again. In an instant, hundreds of black tentacles attacked Feng Wuchen.

Feng Wuchen saw that the situation was critical, and he didn't care about trying Bai Jian anymore, so he directly slashed the wind with a palm knife. Then, Feng Wuchen hurriedly took up the free walking method, dodging the black tentacles while mercilessly casting the palm knife on his own people.

Knocked down Hou Tao, a few people who were so sad that they couldn't extricate themselves, and Feng Wuchen had no way to escape, surrounded by black smoke. He looked at the black smoke, then at the white Jane in his hand, and suddenly had a bold idea in his mind.

However, the final result made him want to cry a little, it turned out that this white Jane could not disperse the black smoke.

"Donor, can you show the old man the white slip in your hand?" said Yuan Xin very seductively.

"Get out!" said the angry wind dustlessly.

With a "bang" sound, the orb above He Miaoyin's head suddenly shattered into countless pieces after colliding with the spear transformed by black smoke. At the same time, she vomited a mouthful of blood and staggered and passed out on the ground.

A satisfied smile appeared on Yuanxin's face, and then he turned to Feng Wuchen and Ling'er and said, "Two donors, are you still obsessed?"

"Dead bald donkey, let me go, I'm hungry!" Ling'er cried.

Feng Wuchen glanced at He Miaoyin distressedly, then at Ling'er, and shook his head helplessly, he felt that the reason why Ling'er was crying was not because he was scared, but because he was hungry!

If you want to say that you are afraid, Feng Wuchen feels that she must be much more afraid than Ling'er, who knows how to eat without heart and lungs. Now, their pillar He Miaoyin has fallen, and only himself and this little girl who has food is a "mother" can still deal with Yuanxin, who has freed up her hands.

He was not only afraid, but also very unbearable, he couldn't bear to see such a beautiful woman as He Miaoyin die in front of him like this, he couldn't bear to see these friends who lived and died with him on the ground turned into a pile of white bones, and he couldn't bear to see such a cute and young girl return to the west.

Glancing at the shrinking black net again, Feng Wuchen gritted his teeth, turned his heart sideways, and then pressed Bai Jian against his chest......

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