The sky swirled in a whirlwind, as if space had been distorted.

Yun Xiaotian felt that his body was about to be torn apart, and he couldn't even make a sound expressing pain and dissatisfaction, as if he was blocked in his throat.

Airplanes......

Burst......

Although it was just a few breaths, for Yun Xiaotian, it was like centuries had passed.

At this moment, Yun Xiaotian was like a dead dog, with his limbs facing the sky, and a large character that was not elegant was lying on the ground, and he didn't even want to move his fingers.

Thinking of the pig-like shout of Yu Chi Hero before, Yun Xiaotian grinned and smiled bitterly, who knows which nerve was accidentally touched, and he bared his teeth for a while.

What is this for?

Teleportation formation?

It's good to tell me in advance, this is obviously to build your own happiness on the embarrassment of others, and the ghost believes that those people have forgotten or don't know the situation?

It seems that the so-called masters will inevitably have a bit of bad taste......

It had been nearly two hours, and Yun Xiaotian finally struggled to do it, his hands quickly sealed, and the spiritual power in his body slowly worked, gradually dispelling the discomfort and exhaustion of his body.

As his body recovered, Yun Xiaotian's face gradually became rosy, twisted his somewhat stiff neck, and slowly opened his eyes.

Hey?

It seems that the spiritual power between heaven and earth has become richer, and the operation of the exercises is much faster than usual, it seems that there is indeed an unknown secret in this sword mound.

Yun Xiaotian stood up and looked around with some curiosity.

For the unfamiliar environment, Yun Xiaotian has always maintained a vigilance, after all, his cultivation is limited, and saving his life is fundamental, otherwise, how can he talk about finding opportunities?

He didn't find the figure of Yu Chi Hero and the knife, and he didn't know if he had fallen elsewhere or had left alone, but it was right to think about it, no matter what the situation, he was not a heavyweight with them, and it was better to find an opportunity.

It was a slightly sparse jungle, and strangely enough, the trees here looked as if they had been eaten by something, and as far as the eye could see, there was not a single leaf to be seen, only bare branches, and the cracked bark seemed to tear open their mouths and laugh at something.

The sky was a little gloomy, the sunlight was obscured by clouds and fog, and only a few sparse afterglows peeked through, making the forest look a little bleak.

"What kind of place is this? The so-called place where the sword is buried, isn't it full of soldiers? In this place where birds don't, how can there be a little bit of the feeling of hiding soldiers" A trace of wind blew with coolness, and Yun Xiaotian couldn't help but shrink his neck.

Two hours have passed, and in this jungle that doesn't seem to be much, there is never a margin, and the most almost devastating thing is that there has never been even a bird or beast encountered from beginning to end, and Yun Xiaotian became more and more helpless.

Woo...... Whining......

Just when Yun Xiaotian was thinking wildly, another gust of wind swept by, like a cry mixed with a trace of resentment.

Far and near, high and low.

"Who? what?" Yun Xiaotian felt the hairs on his body stand up, and with a pout, he pulled out the short blade of the talisman on his waist, and looked around vigilantly.

Something unknown is always scary.

Especially when you don't have the strength to resist.

As a once staunch theist, Yun Xiaotian has been interested in the legends of various monsters and ghosts since he was a child, which is one of the reasons why he later enjoyed running around various ruins and exploring places.

However, the paradox is that what Yun Xiaotian fears most in his heart is the ghost thing, every time he returns from an adventure, the nervous and trembling feeling from the heart makes him feel inexplicably sour.

Sometimes it's to escape loneliness, sometimes it's madness to be alone.

However, this was before.

For Yun Xiaotian, who has already died once, as a rookie who has just stepped into a two-star martial artist, nothing is more important than being alive.

He felt that his previous life was too boring and crazy.

At this moment, Yun Xiaotian was leaning against a waist-thick tree, and his eyes were patrolling around. The short blade in his hand is placed horizontally on his chest, as if this will give him some security.

The sound of whimpering came again, and it seemed to be getting closer.

"Damn, there won't really be a ghost, master, I have a pillar of optimus every morning, with pure yang qi to protect my body, you little demons and little ghosts had better get away" Yun Xiaotian broke out in a cold sweat, and shouted a little crazy.

Suddenly, it felt as if something had touched his back, and the itchy, wet feeling made Yun Xiaotian's scalp explode.

"Serpentine, Snake Royal" Yun Xiaotian let out a low snort, jumped back with all his might, his body quickly reversed, and the short blade in his hand was thrown out with all his strength, and his arms were wrapped around his chest like boneless to protect the vital point.

This trick was comprehended by him from the hands of the serpentine silk wrapper, which was both offensive and defensive.

Burst......

The short blade stabbed straight into the old tree behind him, and the seemingly dry trunk actually flowed out of the dark green liquid.

Squeak squeak......

The old tree, which seemed to be withered, suddenly made a screeching sound, and the upper and lower branches writhed wildly, and even the rough, cracked bark trembled, and some branches and leaves fell to the ground in a slump.

That kind of voice is like a beast that has been frightened and hurt, expressing its anger and unwillingness.

Yun Xiaotian wiped the cold sweat on his forehead, his eyes kept staring at this "strange tree" for a moment, and he took out a short blade again and held it tightly in his hand.

After a while, the tree's mood gradually calmed down.

Yun Xiaotian twisted his neck hard and glanced behind him, the clothes on his back seemed to have been eaten by something, only a few strands of tattered cloth were left together, it is conceivable that as long as his reaction is slow, I am afraid that what will be melted away is his own flesh and skin.

It's horrible, is this a dream?

This kind of thing really broke Yun Xiaotian's existing cognition.

An old immortal "broken tree" also wants to bite?

Is there any reason for this?

Is there still a royal law?

Yun Xiaotian felt that he was too wronged, and finally got this opportunity to fight for the opportunity, who knew that he had come to such a crazy place, and even a tree had to bully himself.

Fortunately, this guy doesn't seem to have much spiritual intelligence, just an instinctive devouring of flesh and blood, otherwise, with his half-martial artist, he may not be able to escape with his whole body.

He had the heart to take revenge on the "tree monster" that bullied him, but he didn't have the courage. You know, in this large forest, who knows if there are other "dryads"?

Yun Xiaotian's principle is: when it is time to admit it, he will never hesitate.

"The big husband can bend and stretch, first get out of this forest and then speak" Yun Xiaotian comforted himself weakly, gritted his teeth, and continued to walk in one direction tremblingly.