The moment he closed his eyes, he heard an unwilling sigh in his ear, and the sound was somewhat like that of an old scalper in his twilight years.

Chen Mengsheng opened his eyes, and his eyes were still desolate, he was still on the edge of the Yellow River, but the "sun" in the distance had half a shadow left, and the dark night of the ancient relics was about to fall.

"It's such a powerful battlefield, it almost made me fall and can't extricate myself. He stared at the bare ground beneath his feet, where a fragment of bones emerged, which had been under his feet when he first entered.

It turned out that he hadn't walked along the Yellow River at all, and everything he had just experienced was an illusion. However, in the feeling, the condensation realm of "Silence Jue" has improved a little, although it is very small, but it has indeed improved, indicating that everything he has just experienced is not all hallucinations, or hallucinations, but it is mixed with reality, and it is more appropriate to say that he entered the psychedelic space, and what happens in this space is connected to reality, which is somewhat similar to the role of amber, but it is worse than amberstone.

Amberstone's dream completely affects reality, and the psychedelic space he has just fallen into seems to be true only by absorbing the dead air. However, he guessed that the psychedelic just now would not be so simple, according to his guess, if he couldn't wake up, he would have been walking endlessly in that psychedelic space, thousands of miles away, without any life, until the whole person collapsed.

He stared at the broken bones at his feet for a long time, and the night crept in, accompanied by extreme cold, and the Yellow River froze at a speed visible to the naked eye. The speed of the aura in his body unconsciously accelerated, resisting the cold of the night here.

There was only one moon in the night, and the moon was covered with a dark red veil, which looked a little strange.

"This is a place for the hell. He sighed, let out his senses, and groped his way through the night.

The red moon in the night sky flashed, like a human blinking, and it looked coldly at the ancient relics, at the extra life in the ancient relics.

At this time, in the large red land of the Yellow River where Chen Mengsheng was, dozens of figures were slowly groping in the dark, and some others were strangely kneeling, lying, or standing, all of them with their heads up, their eyes were empty, and there were invisible red threads in the empty eyes that dispersed into the night sky, and they didn't know where the end was.

"Fellow Daoist, fellow Daoist. Chen Mengsheng poked a sculpture-like middle-aged figure with his hand, this middle-aged Kailing sixth-layer, half-kneeling on the ground in a strange posture, staring blankly at the dark night sky with his eyes.

"Alas, another 'living dead'. Chen Mengsheng sighed and said. This middle-aged man is the third living dead person he has encountered, and the situation of the two people he met before is exactly the same as this middle-aged person, but the posture is different, and he obviously still has breath, but he can't wake up like dead, so he calls these people the living dead.

"It seems that this ancient relic is very strange, and if I hadn't woken up from that psychedelia, I would have ended up like them. ”

"Fellow Daoist, offended. ”

After saying this, he began to run the "Silence Technique" with all his might, and a trace of invisible aura emanated from the middle-aged man's body and entered his body after a few circles around him. As the aura dissipated, a look appeared in the hollow eyes of the middle-aged man, and that look was endlessly relieved.

Soon after Chen Mengsheng left, the middle-aged body slowly appeared with ice, until he was wrapped into an "iceman", and in the silent cold night, only a click was heard, and the iceman turned into a piece of ice.

On this night, Chen Mengsheng met six such living dead, three of which were freed by him before turning into icemen, and the other three could only watch them turn into icemen until they turned into pieces, and the dead qi on their bodies was absorbed by the "Secret of Silence".

The night was so long, Chen Mengsheng seemed to feel that an era had passed before he finally waited for the white day of the ancient relics. The first rays of orange-red light fell, the cold disappeared in an instant, and the aura in his body slowly returned to normal.

He looked at the orange sun in the distance and frowned, "This is a bit difficult, the consumption of this night is too large, according to this consumption rate, it can only last for another half a month at most." The aura here is thin, and it can't replenish the consumed aura at all. It seems that we have to get out of this red land as soon as possible, but I don't know how big this place is, and I don't know how long it will take to get out. ”

With some melancholy in his heart, he walked into the distance. Along the way, he encountered several more pools of ice powder, which slowly melted over time, turning into pools of blood, which were eventually absorbed by the red ground.

"Creation. A long sigh was heard in all directions of the empty red ground.

Bypassing a small mound, Chen Mengsheng found a few matches there. He looked surprised, he didn't know who had lit a fire here last night, and he didn't know where he got the firewood. However, these firewoods have not been burned for too long, and they still haven't burned for a while, in this case, someone should use the aura to burn these firewoods, but for some reason it stopped, he guessed that either it was too cold and the aura fire was difficult to support, or the person felt that it was too much aura consumption and gave up burning the fire. Whatever the reason, it means that there are living people here, and he is happy in his heart. Stopping behind the mound for a moment, he couldn't wait to walk forward.

The orange sun slowly rose, Chen Mengsheng felt that it was getting hotter and hotter, and later, the land smoked, and he walked on it, and his feet were burning. The environment of this red land is like ice and fire, the night is extremely cold, and the day is extremely hot.

The sweat on his body was dripping down one by one, and he hadn't sweated so much since he started practicing. In the past hot summer, when he recited the mantra a little bit, his body was like being filled with cool spring water, and now he silently recited the mantra many times in his heart, and the heat of his body still lingered. Later, he had no choice but to use his aura to wrap around him and isolate the heat. In this way, the consumption rate of aura is faster again, and if it goes on like this, let alone a month, it is impossible to say whether it can survive seven days.

Wiping the hot sweat on his head, some of the sweat has evaporated on his head, he is a little distressed, and those sweats can contain aura.

No, we have to think of some way, this kind of consumption is simply unbearable, even if we prepare a lot of spirit stones, how can we resist this harsh environment?" he thought in his heart.

He looked up, and the Yellow River was barren red land. He was shocked. He remembered jumping into the Yellow River before waking up. Staring at the Yellow River, his eyes were cloudy. He watched as the water of the Yellow River flowed slowly, seemingly unaffected by the slightest heat.

For a long time, he was ruthless and plunged into the Yellow River.

"Ah~" The voice of ecstasy came around.

Chen Mengsheng felt so refreshed, it was like eating a big popsicle on a summer day, and it was cold to the heart. He dissipated his whole body aura and swam freely in the Yellow River, although the water of the Yellow River was turbid, there was a lot of mud and sand, and it was mixed with broken flags and bones, but he felt that this river was a blessing from heaven.

In the turbid Yellow River, from time to time I saw a small yellow croaker poking out his head, Chen Mengsheng was not happy in the Yellow River, he swam more and more happily, and unconsciously swam far away.

Under the scorching orange sun, a very obese monk was struggling to walk, he looked strange, he had four or five people strapped to him. The men hung limply over him like sacks. He walked with difficulty on his two feet, and there were broken thoughts coming out of his mouth: "Grandma Li has a leg, I knew that I wouldn't come, uncle, this ghost place, take away two layers of fat that I have finally piled up, and give me two layers of raw, this is only the first day, Grandma Li is dripping ......"

Suddenly, he looked at the Yellow River in front of him, his eyes were wide open, as if he had seen a ghost, he stared at the Yellow River, and kept saying in his mouth: "Grandma Li drips, Grandma Li drips......"

Chen Mengsheng was a little tired, he grabbed the flagpole of a remnant flag, and let the river take him away, suddenly he heard someone shouting "Grandma Li", he was a little puzzled, this world, for the sake of creation, even the old grandmother came.

He turned his head following the sound and saw a picture that he would never forget in his life, a fat man like Roshan, with several sacks hanging on his body, was looking at him with a frightened face, and kept shouting "Grandma Li drops" in his mouth.

"Your grandma drops!" Chen Mengsheng shouted with a shocked face, and the two of them said "grandma" to each other, talking strangely to each other in the ancient relics.

"Grandma Li, Grandma Li, I'm Grandma Li. ”

"Your grandmother, can you speak?"

"Grandma Li, why didn't Li die in that river?"

"Your grandmother, you want me to die?"

"Grandma Li, how did Li do it?"

"Your grandmother, it's that simple, you come down, fuck your uncle, I'm swimming happily, I heard you scolding my grandma. ”

"Who scolded Grandma Li? If it weren't for the uncle, I wouldn't dare to go down, Li thought I didn't want to go down, who loved to walk in this ghost place. ”

Chen Mengsheng was a little funny in his heart, although the tone of this fat man who did not distinguish between "you" and "Li" was vulgar, it sounded innocent, and it should have been his shocked subconscious reaction just now.

Shaking off the mud and sand on his head, Chen Mengsheng jumped ashore from the Yellow River. I don't know if his whole body was covered with the water of the Yellow River, but after he got on the shore, he didn't feel much heat, and he began to look at the fat man in front of him.

"I'll go, how many pigs do you have to eat to grow like this? The three pigs combined are not as strong as you. ”

"Hehe, this is the thing I'm most proud of, look at Li's small body, I sit down, and the shit will sit out for Li. ”

"You're disgusting. ”

"Don't talk about this, Grandma Li, tell me how you got into this river?"

"Just jump in, how can you get in?"

"I mean, how Lee didn't die in the river. ”

"What, you're still cursing me to death?"

I asked Li how to survive in the river, and the river could not accommodate living creatures at all. ”

"Huh?"

Chen Mengsheng became serious in his heart, listening to the meaning of the fat man's words, the Yellow River was a little weird, otherwise the fat man would have jumped in.

"Don't you dare to jump into this Yellow River?"

"How dare I?"

After saying this, the fat man casually took down a sack on his chest and threw it into the Yellow River. The sack entered the Yellow River, and soon after sinking, it floated again, but the floating sack made Chen Mengsheng's heart extremely creepy, it was still a corpse just now, and when it floated up, only a skeleton remained, and the flesh and blood were completely corroded.

"How the hell did Lee do that?"

The fat man looked at Chen Mengsheng with a look of anticipation.