"Someone, want me to die?"

Song Yiren was stunned for a moment, his back, followed by a sharp tingling sensation, he turned his head suddenly, the dry corpse did not know when to change direction, came to its back, more violent impact than the previous speed, the anger on his body has not really penetrated, it brought a violent impact.

He wanted to lift his sword, but he subconsciously stagnated for a moment.

The familiar "gloomy feeling" poured from the top of his head, and Song Yiren shivered.

A sound of "bang" -

The second sword light slashed down, Ning Yi stood in place and did not move, Pei Lingsu waved his sleeves indifferently, and a wisp of exquisite sword light swept into the head and eyebrows of this dried corpse very quickly, and swept out an empty area of dozens of zhang, nailing this dry corpse to the ancient wood, and the qi all over his body collapsed, turning into a pitch-black mist that swept the ground and scattered.

Song Yiren stretched out a hand and rubbed his eyebrows.

Only then did he feel that there seemed to be something intangible that limited the exertion of his strength.

The physique of the dried corpse just now is indeed good, but if it is really a life-and-death fight, it is impossible to confront the enemy of the "life star", and in normal times, he has already smashed it with a knife.

Is it this fog?

Still is...... The whispers that have been echoing in my head?

The sound became denser and more complex, and at first it was impossible to understand at all, but then it became faster and faster, more frequent and clearer.

Song Yiren muttered, "It's ancient Sanskrit." ”

"Ancient Sanskrit, used as a casting formation, has also been used as a 'curse', the ghost road in southern Xinjiang has appeared in a similar way, in fact, the wish of Buddhism, and the primitive demon in southern Xinjiang those 'curse' techniques, there is a similar effect. Pei Lingsu, who was also listening to the "ancient Sanskrit", looked calm, and she said slowly: "Through unknowable karma, you can fulfill your 'wish', achieve a person, or kill a person...... Now the situation is clear, someone has set up a formation here in advance, waiting for the entrants, and the curse of ancient Sanskrit is only one of them. ”

Ning Yi nodded in agreement and did not express an opinion.

The girl thinks the same as she thinks.

"The wish flame that burned the ancient knife is not difficult to explain...... This kind of flame seems to be pure, but in fact, different wills can give birth to different flames. She looked at Song Yiren and said, "A long time ago, you had an illness...... Right?"

Song Yiren's pupils contracted slightly.

"Cinnabar is your lock to immortality. Pei Lingsu's fingertips lightly swept the bladed knife, and said slowly: "Song Que has prepared something for you to save your life, but it's not just her." What is the real cause of that illness, I guess no one has ever told you...... The sons and heirs of the two great cultivators have the same physique, so they have a serious illness, which sounds very reasonable, but in fact there are still unreasonable places, or places that are deliberately concealed. ”

Song Yiren pursed his lips.

This sentence seemed to poke at a point that he once couldn't understand.

After visiting Master Xuyun, Song Que kept himself away from Lingshan.

The illness has been cured, why stay away from Lingshan?

If it's because of your physique, can you change anything if you leave Lingshan?

Since then, he has taken the cinnabar girl to the Celestial God Plateau, he didn't like bondage in the first place, and for so many years, he has not delved into the most fundamental reason.

"Is it because of the curse of the 'ancient Sanskrit'......" Song Yiren was surrounded by countless whispers, and the broken past in the memory fragment sounded in a trance, and this feeling of powerlessness hit like a tide, even if he broke through the realm of the life star, he still inevitably fell into pain.

Because of the particularity of the identity...... provoked a jealous gaze...... The curse of "ancient Sanskrit" was planted......

The man had been waiting for himself.

Waiting for yourself to come back.

Song Yiren's expression was a little painful, and between the lightning and flint, countless thoughts turned around, and he exhaled deeply, and at the same time grabbed the third knife in the scabbard.

He can already be sure.

The biggest factor influencing him is the never-ending whispering in his head.

He looked up in pain, only to find that although he held the long knife, it was difficult to hand it out.

Pei Lingsu glanced at the guy who was squatting on the ground and was in pain, and she said softly: "You just need to concentrate your soul thoughts, fight against this force, and leave the matter of breaking the formation to us." As long as the formation is broken, this 'curse' will naturally be broken, and now you are not the same as back then, the 'curse' may kill you, but now it can only make you lose some of your strength at most. ”

That's what it is...... The founder of the formation is still here to refine the reason for the dried corpse.

The forehead of the Song Yi people oozed granular sweat.

He nodded with difficulty, signaling that he understood.

Pei Lingsu immediately looked away.

She paused, looked at Ning Yi, and said in a low voice:

"Good news...... The feeling of the Xiaoyan Mountain Realm is getting stronger and stronger, and I seem to need the 'Suppressing Array Thing' here. ”

The girl raised her head and looked at the hell flames guarding all directions, one by one as bright as stars, laying down the formation, the sound of soul thoughts becoming louder and louder, although her eyes were calm, but her face was a little pale.

"It's a formation I've never seen before, it's very old...... Related to ancient Sanskrit, it takes a little time to break. ”

"I need to focus. ”

"I can feel that you don't seem to be affected too much...... "She looked at Ning Yi and said sincerely, "The arrangers may have other means. ”

Ning Yi nodded and said, "Leave it to me." ”

"Good. Without saying the second word, Pei Lingsu immediately sat down, released her soul thoughts, and condensed all her thoughts at one point against the fluctuations of the soul thoughts of the ancient Sanskrit, she looked at the top of her head, her pupils unconsciously diluted, and a vague landscape world appeared behind her.

Ning Yi's expression was a little surprised.

This is different from the "Xiaoyan Mountain Realm" I saw in Tianhai Tower.

A small flying sword, suspended above the splashed ink ring of the landscape, and not stationary, but slowly flying, like a pendulum recording time, but the speed is different, if you look closely, you can capture a wonderful sense of rhythm, like a dark sound close to the avenue......

The "Dao Wound" left by the White Emperor presents an iceberg-like blockade, this Xiaoyan Mountain Realm is more like a gathering of the girl's soul, although the appearance is icy, but the inside is a blooming spring, countless flowers, birds and sparrows, ushered in a new life in this illusory world.

The girl just said that the Xiaoyan Mountain Realm had an induction.

Something to do with "ancient Sanskrit"?

The ancient method of immortality in Buddhism is said to have a miraculous effect on the healing of the soul.

Ning Yi breathed a sigh of relief and maintained the posture of holding the sword, he waited for a moment, and there was no abrupt attack as before, but the fog of this formation was spreading little by little.

Is it the reason for the "breaking of the formation"?

His mind once again fell into a slight level of thinking, because of the reason why the "girl" fell into a broken formation, he had to put all his energy on the incident of protecting Pei Lingsu's safety.

It's just an idle consciousness trying to think about the irrationality of stepping into this dense forest.

Ancient Sanskrit is not valid for itself......

Is the "ancient Sanskrit" invalid, or is the power behind this curse invalid to itself?

Ning Yi remembered the scene when he was trapped in the back mountain of Shu Mountain, the talisman of the Lord of Lu Shengshan was able to trap himself, ancient Sanskrit, as the ancient prophetic language, there was no reason why it would not have an effect on himself.

So, is the force behind it?

Will set a curse on the "Song Yiren" when he was young, break through the Xiaoleiyin Temple here, and quietly lay down this killing situation, that person?

Is it a person or a force...... Ning Yi thought of the concrete and powerful dried corpse, there are too many forces to refine this kind of dried corpse, almost every demon sect in southern Xinjiang controls the method of "refining the living corpse", and the only clue is that the costume of this corpse is not a character of this era at all, as the girl said, this formation is also a very ancient formation.

It's been around for a long time......

Ning Yi's heart suddenly moved, and an incredible thought was born.

He frowned, all his thoughts returned to reality, the fog in front of him spread little by little, and in the depths of the dense forest, in this uninhabited old forest of Mingsha Mountain, the true face was revealed, an ancient stone pile like a dry well, just ten zhang away in front of Ning Yi.

This stone pile looks messy, but every stone is engraved with ancient Sanskrit, stained with blood and black ink, which is particularly evil.

At this moment, they are piled together, and after the fog breaks, the surrounding space is faintly distorted.

It's like an altar.

The clue of "Sword Rust" is broken here.

And the reason is simple...... On top of the stone pile, there was a black-robed man facing the earth and burying his head deep in the "altar", and the qi in his body had already collapsed.

Dead that can't die anymore.

Kill the one in the Void.

"He's dead...... Ning Yi muttered to himself, the thought in his mind resurfaced, as if it had been perfectly verified, "An ancient formation that even a girl has never seen...... Dried corpses that have existed for many years...... Was it what I thought, or was it just a coincidence?"

Because of the "fog" formation.

Just like the "Changling" of the year.

This extremely narrow space of Mingsha Mountain, which exists in an area of nothingness that no one touches, was bumped into by them today, and what leads here is the clue to kill the Silent Sky...... The murderer is dead.

Ning Yi's expression became solemn.

"Or are there all, at least the clues that point to this place are artificial and deliberate, trying to make us discover, or simply trying to kill someone......"

While Ning Yi muttered to himself, he moved his gaze to Song Yiren, who was painfully closed with a one-handed pestle, if it was really a deliberate killing, then the planner who pointed everything here must be very aware of Song Yiren's childhood past.

And the deepest secret.

"Old Sanskrit curse".