The man desperately squeezed out a word from his dark face: "Shi ......"

"When?"

Again with all his might: "Chen!"

The ghost is desperately trying to contact the matter of the hour. He kept asking him about things he could think of. The man shook his head anxiously.

"Do you want to say that when the time comes, this lotus will wither?"

The man nodded desperately, motioning for him to hurry up and pick it up.

The ghost asked him if he had a cold device to make it less difficult for him to climb. He rolled his eyes, and soon it was gone, but soon returned, handing him a pair of holsters. The Tibetan ghost watched for a long time, but he couldn't understand what it was.

At his urging, the Hidden Ghost once again descended into the abyss of magma. The ten zhang in front of him, he was very fast, and he didn't want to waste some energy in this kind of place. But after that, it gets hotter and hotter, and it's a heat that spiritual power can't calm.

The clothes on his body were burning. The speed is getting slower and slower, and the further down he goes, the more his spiritual power disappears, the kind that is evaporated.

He was in the magma abyss, and he couldn't see the weirdos above.

The lotus flower bloomed beautifully, the whole body was the color of magma, and the petals were also burning, standing tall and rooted on the surface of the magma three feet high.

It was only a few feet away before he could touch the lotus plant. His clothes were all burned, and his body looked horrible except for his left hand, as if it was dissolving. This kind of pain is only he can endure so far.

"Ahh

The place where his right hand was clinging to was suddenly sprayed by magma, and he slipped sideways, and the whole person slid against the magma wall, sliding several feet, and just stood next to the lotus.

The blood all over the body was stained on the lotus, and the petals that burned just now were burning even more violently, and its meridians extended very long because they had absorbed the blood of the Tibetan ghost.

Before he had time to react, the entire flower was inserted directly into the belly of the hidden ghost, absorbing his blood little by little. The keel of the left hand of the hidden ghost instantly felt the crisis. But without him breaking the seal, he couldn't escape the black skin, boiling in his left arm.

The hidden ghost felt that his body was about to explode in the next second.

Just at the last moment, the strange man on the shore suddenly jumped down, picked up the hidden ghost and ran into the darkness.

The fire lotus was still greedily sucking his blood, reluctant to leave. The meridians do not leave the roots, but are infinitely extended.

When they landed, the strange man put down the hidden ghost and grabbed the neck of the fire lotus and pulled it out of his abdomen. It was still emitting the color of magma just now, but at this moment, it completely turned into a blood lotus. It smiled greedily, as if licking its mouth.

The next moment, the strange man's hand was dyed red by the blood lotus and burned. The blood lotus seemed to have sucked enough, and the meridians quickly shrank, returning to the surface of the magma again.

The hidden ghost was dying on the ground, and a deep voice was heard from the bottom of the magma: "It's been hundreds of years, and you haven't given up yet?"

I don't know who was speaking, but after the sound fell, the fire lotus withered and withered. But soon the buds sprouted in the same place, and the growth was very slow.

The strange man lost the battle again, babbled a few words, picked up the hidden ghost and left the lava place.

When the Tibetan ghost regained consciousness, he returned to the place where he first saw Yi Xiaobai. Yi Xiaobai is still digging desperately and alchemy.

When Yi Xiaobai went to alchemy, he picked up the bamboo card on the ground, injected the little spiritual power left, and opened his storage space. After groping for a long time, I found some elixirs, as well as good condensation cream, and some life-saving talisman paper and other items.

Drank his spiritual fluid, used his elixir, and took the high-grade elixir he had exchanged for at a high price. Sitting cross-legged, conditioning the aura in the dantian.

The pill quickly took effect, and in a hundred breaths, the blood he had lost was replenished, and the spiritual power was also cultivated in the body. He suddenly had the idea of breaking through, he couldn't save Yi Xiaobai in front of him, but if he broke through, maybe the leaders of Jiuzong Mountain would have a way to save him.

He looked around, but saw no stranger. began to fluctuate the spiritual power in the dantian, breaking through the membrane that blocked the spiritual power from going out. No matter how hard he tried, he couldn't break through that layer. This is something he did not expect and could not have been.

Before, when he was on the side during the day, he had been suppressing his spiritual power to break through. But on the dark side of the night, I couldn't break through it with all my strength.

He tried a hundred times, but still failed, and finally knew the reason: "Suppressing cultivation for !!"

It's no wonder that the cultivation of that strange person does not look like a person who has cultivated qi at the fifth level, but has long exceeded the fifth level of qi cultivation, and it is also possible that he has built a foundation for cultivation.

But in the abyss, no matter how much cultivation he had, he was pressed into the fifth layer of Qi training. This means that if you want to get out of here, you have to go back to the daytime hemisphere.

Right now, he found Yi Xiaobai and used his elixir, and it was even more impossible for him to indulge in Gu magic here alone. Now that most of his cultivation has returned, at least he will not be slapped out by Yi Xiaobai with a palm.

Pulling Yi Xiaobai's bracelet, he controlled his movements. Yi Xiaobai was immediately furious, his eyes seemed to be able to breathe fire, and he also made a 'hissing' sound in his mouth.

The Tibetan ghost had words in his mouth, and some Gu worms immediately climbed onto his body, followed Yi Xiaobai's hair, and spread to his head.

Yi Xiaobai closed his eyes in pain, lost his strength, and fell on the back of the hidden ghost, the Gu worms died on the ground one by one, and he still couldn't wake up from the Gu technique.

At this moment, the picture in his mind happened to be that he had married a wife, and all the villagers were happy for him and were celebrating in the courtyard. There was a lot of commotion, urging him to go in and lift the bride's hijab.

"Yi Xiaobai, you've been tricked!"

"Yi Xiaobai!"

The ghost slapped his face with both hands, trying to wake him up, and he was still immersed in the image of the dream, unable to extricate himself.

It wasn't until everyone had left his yard that he stumbled open the door and saw his wife with a red hijab in the new house. In a trance, he heard someone shouting to him: "Who...... Who called the master?"

The Tibetan ghost here desperately shook Yi Xiaobai, who had fainted, and the voice of shouting his name also fell from the sky.

With a drunken breath, he held on to the door, raised his head and said impatiently: "Who, who is calling the master!"

"Who the hell is it?

He pointed to the sky and scolded: "Who, get down for the master!"

The voice of the hidden ghost is constant.

It wasn't until he was pushed away by the weirdo that his voice stopped, and the weirdo let out a babbling and disapproving sound.

Yi Xiaobai shouted for a long time, but no one paid attention to him, stumbled into the new house again, and after looking for a long time, he didn't find the name of lifting the hijab.

"What's the matter? The master is married, why is it so unpleasant? Whoever cares about him, only the master himself knows. ”

happily raised his hand to lift the hijab.

Somehow, he hesitated for a moment. The hand stopped in mid-air, and did not lift the hijab. He realized in his heart that he couldn't even call out the name of the bride in front of him.

It seems to be like a fish in the throat, right in the mouth, but it can't be shouted, even if it's a milk name.

"No—"

He suddenly sobered up more than half drunk.

"No—I'm ...... I'm going to cultivate immortals, and it's not her who I'm going to marry, it's not ...... Not ————"

With a roar of rage, the world he was in was peeling away one by one, all crumbling. The guests at the banquet he had just now were long gone, and the Lingyu Mountain of Lingyu Source also collapsed in an instant.

"No- it's not a jade source, none of this is true......"

The people who appeared just now all turned into Gu worms and hovered at his feet. Just like the Gu worm that hid the ghost just now, he fell at his feet on all fours.

He was holding his head all over, on the verge of collapse. For a while, the environment he had been living in collapsed in an instant, and he couldn't accept it, because he had been immersed in Gu magic for too long.

Five Spring and Autumn, even if it is not real, he slowly thinks that it is real.

The world in his Gu art was still peeling away, eroding the defense line in his heart little by little. All the people who get along day and night have become Gu worms, and no one can accept it.

It's too late to write.

In just one breath, Yi Xiaobai appeared in the abyss from the spirit jade source. For a moment he simply could not accept the endless darkness.

The hidden ghost was controlled by the stranger, and he was a little happy for him: "Yi Xiaobai, you are finally alive!"

Yi Xiaobai had no memories of five years, only memories of before he just entered the abyss, and he heard the voice of the person in front of him, the same as the voice from the sky, and he asked tentatively: "Hidden ghosts?"

The strange man made a babbling sound, preventing the two of them from continuing to talk, and when he looked at Yi Xiaobai, the strange man's eyes instantly turned scarlet. And when turning to the hidden ghost, the scarlet disappears instantly. It looks a little funny.

Yi Xiaobai's voice also began to babble, hoarse, as if he hadn't opened his mouth for a hundred years, and his throat was dry and astringent.

The hidden ghost escaped from the circle of strangers: "Who the hell are you?"

Yi Xiaobai desperately squeezed out two words: "Quick, escape!"

He felt that he was so thirsty that he didn't have any nourishment, injected a spiritual power, evoked the bamboo sign on the ground, took out a few bottles of spiritual liquid, and swallowed it quickly.

In an instant, the nutrients in the body began to grow, and in addition to the spiritual power, all the blood and water were renewed. He was still skinny just now, but he came to life in an instant.

Raised his hand to cut off the long, messy hair that was mopping the floor. From the hands of the stranger, take the hidden ghost. It all happened between the lights and the fire.

The two had already joined forces and started running up the hill. They all know that the place of trial is a sphere, and if you run up, you can always reach the hemisphere during the day. As soon as it was downhill, they immediately turned around.

Although in the abyss, distinguish the south, south, west, and north. But the best way to tell is uphill, and uphill is the right route.

The two of them fled desperately, and the weirdo chased after them desperately.

The hidden ghost reminded him: "Yi Xiaobai, all the cultivation here is only the fifth level of qi training...... signaling him not to be arrested again, and he must escape from the abyss.

Yi Xiaobai nodded: "Understood!"

To this day, none of them knew who the weirdo was. The curiosity of the hidden ghost was heavier than Yi Xiaobai's, because he could predict that the strange man was definitely a disciple of Xifeng. And there is a certain relationship with his own clan.