Time passes, I don't know how much it is.

Jing Ye fell asleep, and woke up again, in this dark red intertwined dream, he vaguely remembered her appearance, the empty valley orchid is tactful, the eyebrows are like willows, the color is better than spring flowers, and the smile is indescribably moving and beautiful.

"Where are you going?"

Jing Ye shouted inexplicably, and suddenly he seemed to think of something, it turned out that the name of the countless Menglan whispers 'Shore Valley' turned out to be her, she was Shore Valley, Jing Ye was pleasantly surprised in his heart, as if he had grasped the most important thing in his life, and the fairy who looked like Ouyang Hua appeared repeatedly in his dreams, originally named Shore Valley!

Kishiya is her, she is Kishitani!

In an instant, Jing Ye burst into tears, this repeated dream, this real dream, in the dream she sat in white under the ancient pear, the sky was full of snow-white pear blossoms, in the dream she was plucked by hand, the fragrance was graceful to attract a hundred birds to the court, in the dream he drew his sword and danced, the sword light flew straight into the sky, the sword shadow and the piano sound, the heart has a soul.

She laughed, he jumped, and they joined hands under the pear blossom tree, and the flowers were full moon, and they were fascinated.

Tears blurred his eyes, and a sudden stinging pain came from his body, Jing Ye woke up suddenly, and suddenly found that it was a dream again, but his feeling was so real, that warmth, that attachment, he couldn't let go.

One thing was true, and at this time he really found himself in tears, this dream was like a fantasy, and when he woke up, he was a little stunned, the dark red storm had receded, to be precise, he was like a lonely boat, drifting in an endless sea of flames.

At this time, the jade pendant around his neck emitted a warm white light wrapped around him, and he was sitting in an endless red ocean, perhaps because of this flame-like ocean, the sky was also a fiery red, the fiery red clouds were thickly connected, and the corresponding place of the sea and sky as far as the eye could see was still a fiery red, and there was nothing else.

"Where is this? Huangquan Road, Nai He Bridge, or Lechuan River?"

In Jing Ye's cognition, he still felt that he had died, and now he was drifting towards the Netherworld like a lonely ghost, but in this dark red world, he couldn't find the end and the beginning at all.

The surging sea water surged into the distance wave by wave, the waves rose and fell, in the drowsiness, the thorn leaves raised their eyes and swept around, but saw that the sea water was vast, there was no other shore to be found, and it seemed to be a lost world.

He began to struggle to stand up on the water, the pain in his body made him a little conscious, at this time, with the healing of the Li Hu bloodline talent in his body, the internal injuries were already healed, but the divine sea was depleted, and the aura here was thin, far from allowing him to fly.

Heaven and earth suddenly became very quiet, and the wattle leaves were like a leaf of duckweed, continuing to drift with the waves, not knowing where to go today, or where to go.

Is he dead?

Where is the end of death?

No one told him the answer, so he stood on the lonely sea, savoring the previous feeling, he thought again, the original feeling of death was warm, it was kind, just like the embrace of his mother when he was a child, the dark red storm was more like a layer of swaddling clothes wrapped in a baby, but now, the dark red light and shadow have disappeared without a trace, and the feeling of death is no longer easy to recall and capture.

Suddenly, Jing Ye was stunned, and on the surface of the fiery red sea, many black spots suddenly appeared, like a group of crows passing through the air, that is?

Jing Ye's heart tightened, so he endured the pain in his body and accelerated towards that side, and when he got close to those spots, Jing Ye was even more shocked, it turned out that it was not a black crow at all, but a black coffin that followed the flow, one after another, at first glance, there were as many as one hundred and ten in this row.

A sea of blood sheds coffins!

Jing Ye froze suddenly, why are there so many coffins on top of the blood-red sea? Could it be ......

The sea water hit forward, but these coffins were going against the current, and in an instant, Jing Ye suddenly realized that he was not dead, but entered the hinterland of the Flame Mountain, and arrived in the heart of the earth!

Jing Ye can't help but think of many legends about the Nanyuan Demon Clan, the legend of the Demon Clan wants three ancestors, one is the Moon God, one is the Xue Xue, and the other is Mei Zechuan, these three people are the Jiuli Patriarch who fell to the world from the Litian Era, among which Xue Xue is the Holy Maiden of Lihu, Mei Zechuan is the Snake Emperor of Thousand Changes, but the Moon God, it is said that she does not belong to the Jiuli clan, but she came to the world with the Jiuli clan, with extraordinary wisdom and kind virtues, it is the moon god who will spread fire and grains to the world, and the Jiuli clan who comes to the world will multiply and grow.

And Jing Ye vaguely heard her mother say when she was a child, the moon god has a god but no soul, she is pure and kind, intelligent and beautiful, and has become one of the three ancestors of the demon clan.

Therefore, the Flame Mountain is known as the Tomb of the Gods in the Demon Clan, that is, the Tomb of the Moon God, and in the endless years that followed, the Flame Mountain became the burial place of the Demon Clan's martyrs.

"I'm not dead!"

"How could I die, revenge, how could I die so easily!"

Jing Ye muttered to himself and laughed abruptly, this smile immediately caused pain in the wound on his body, and then he spat out a turbid breath, since it is in the flame of the mountain heart, this sea of blood is absolutely impossible to have no end, for the sake of today, it is time to find a way out.

The east of the river flows into the sea, and the waves of the sea are surging forward, where is it going? Where does the coffin go against the current?

After some calculation, Jing Ye made up his mind and followed the direction of the waves, and sure enough, as he expected, the blood sea flowed into the coffin, this place was really the burial place of the martyrs of the Nanyuan Demon Clan, and not long after, he encountered many coffins that came against the current, and on some coffins were depicting the totem ornaments of Li Fox and the appearance of the beetle snake.

All the way forward, recovering a little strength, Jing Ye sped up, but this time he was disappointed after all, this place was dark, unable to calculate the time, when he drifted all the way down, I don't know how much time has passed, he vaguely found that he returned to the original point, and the earliest time encountered the coffin again.

Gradually, Jing Ye's speed slowed down, he didn't want to waste his efforts like this, but it was clear that he was stuck in an endless loop, and even if he continued to pursue, he would still come back.

A formation was laid out here.

In the end, Jing Ye was disappointed to come to this conclusion, fortunately, he was not ignorant of the formation, the next part of the "Great Yan Tianji Technique" left by the Yin and Yang Ancestor was about the formation, thinking of this, Jing Ye couldn't help laughing, if it was Dongshen Tianji who knew that he refused to be an apprentice, but he had learned his skills from his apprentice earlier, how would he feel.

"Dayan Heavenly Machine" formation mystery, the first direction, nine palace gossip, yin and yang five elements are the root of deduction, Jing Ye took out the ancient scroll from his arms, while taking a closer look through the pupil technique, while paying attention to the flow of the ancient coffin around, for a long time, he said to himself: "Unfilial son Jing Ye, I can't help but give a martyr, I can only borrow your coffin!"

After saying this, Jing Ye's right hand flashed, and the ink sword and seven stars were in his hand, and he first carved an ancient coffin beside him, and then flowed forward, and encountered a row of coffins, so he carved it again, according to the thoughts in his heart, he didn't know the passage of time here, and he didn't hear the southeast and northwest, so he created a southeast and northwest.

So, he selected one or two in each row of coffins, engraved the number of the nine palace gossip arrangements, and secretly combined the five elements of yin and yang, so that the thorn leaves passed by the coffin wave after wave, and finally, when he met the sixty-fifth coffin, he once again encountered the coffin that he encountered for the first time.

"It's done!"

Jing Ye was pleasantly surprised, and as he expected, this place was arranged according to the nine palace gossip, with a total of sixty-four waves of coffins, and eight eight sixty-four hexagrams, and according to the Great Yan Heavenly Technique, it should not be a Jedi, but a gossip array like a yin and yang eye, and the black fish eye and the white fish eye should be the entrance and exit of the geocentric flame vein, and no matter how he arranged it in sixty-four directions, the position of the black and white yin and yang eyes will always remain the same.

In this way, as long as he takes a row of ancient coffins as the most fixed point, according to the direction of the relative position, he can find the location of the yin and yang eyes.

Of course, this is just his conjecture, but he finally saw hope, and the abrupt thorn leaf realized a problem, how to set this fixed point, the sea water is flowing, the coffin is in the reverse current, the speed is canceled by the two, the position of the coffin should be unchanged, the only problem is that when he is getting farther away, how can he see the coffin in the distance.

Jing Ye frowned, and suddenly felt a little uneasy in his heart, and said with words in his mouth: "Unfilial son Jing Ye, trapped in the earth's heart flame vein today, in order to find a way out, I can only borrow the bones of the martyrs of the demon clan to use it again."

After saying this, Jing Ye muttered again: "Anyway, you are dead, there is nothing to do, I still have many missions waiting for me as a living person, and I have a lot to do with your demon clan, so I have the right for you to help me."

Jing Ye said of course what the Thousand Changing Lang Jun and the Great Sage Dragon Clan entrusted Jiuli, comforted himself, Jing Ye no longer had the slightest sense of guilt in his heart, followed the cold light of Qixingzi, and then slammed the sword at the coffin beside him, and in an instant, one hundred and ten coffins gathered together, and suddenly a raging fire ignited, and the fire was leaking, and the entire sea surface was unobstructed.

"Thorn Leaf go!"

With a shout, Jing Ye fled towards the yin and yang fish eyes.

Jing Ye's speed is not fast, and after a while, the fire light in the sky has been left behind him far behind, and it has gradually become a small point, but fortunately, there is a pupil technique in his awakened bloodline talent, which is clear, and it is still clearly distinguishable from the fire in the distance.

Riding the wind and waves, all the way forward, this time he finally succeeded!

It was not so much looking for the other shore as the other shore was waiting for him, and thousands of miles away in front of him, the outline of an island connected with a high mountain was faintly recognizable, and on that island, there was a dark red light and shadow intertwined, circling, dancing, waiting for him.

It seems that after endless years, the mother's warm call and attachment are waiting for the return of the wanderer.