"It's you!"

He Yi's gloomy gaze dizzled away the dizziness of the ghost Taoist priest and the tree master, and the two of them took a big step backwards at the same time, and each moved to take a magic weapon to prepare for the battle. Then the tree boy was stunned to find that there was only one scabbard in his hand, and the natal sword was now falling to the ground with the dozen or so spirit swords, and several of them were still inserted into the mud, almost scratching the dragon horse that fell to the ground.

The corners of his mouth twitched, he held the scabbard of his sword and put on a defensive posture, and said sharply, "What do you want?"

"What do I want?" He Yi snorted, put out a firewood knife, showed a fierce face, and said in his heart: I want to cripple you! If you hadn't stolen the horse, how would Lao Tzu have fallen into this hellish place!

As soon as he saw him wielding the knife, the ghost Taoist priest hurriedly shouted: "Don't think that we are really afraid of you! We are afraid of the ghost town so we didn't go all out, if you really want to fight to the death, you may not be able to please you!"

"Yes, although you are powerful, but we also have a hole card to save your life! Now that the horse has returned you, let's take a step back, it is not good for anyone to die and the net is broken. Although the tree boy did not have a sword in his hand, his tone was not panicked, but he was a little more calm than the ghost Taoist.

He Yi was robbed by them, and the cruel words he wanted to say suddenly were a little tasteless, so he even saved his tongue, and just hummed: "If I want to kill you, can you live until now?"

Just like it is easy to kill him with a word, in the moment of vertigo that has just entered here, the life and death of a person who wakes up late can only depend on the mood of others.

The ghost Taoist priest and the tree boy glanced at each other, but they no longer spoke, but they were still on guard against him, and they didn't dare to relax their carelessness. He Yi didn't bother to pay attention to the two, the matter had come to this point, even if he stabbed the two of them, it would be useless, the top priority was to look elsewhere first, to find out if there was any opportunity to grasp.

When entering here, there is a hidden feeling of crossing space, maybe the people who are devoured are not dead, nor are they imprisoned, but to another big world, leaving the Supreme Immortal Realm?

He Yi understood that there were many large and small realms in the universe, and he couldn't help but have a trace of hope in his heart, secretly thinking that this might be a different world like the Divine Fire Realm, rather than a real bloody place, and the "Ghost City Senior" could be understood as a strange spirit like the Lord of the Divine Fire Realm.

However, this is only his own speculation, and it may not be accurate.

"Let's go elsewhere, it's not a good idea to stay here. He said a word, expressing his friendship. It's safer to have a helper in this unpredictable place than to wander around alone.

After being dissipated by the truth of the "Blood River", his words calmed down a lot, and when he saw that He Yi took the initiative to speak, he didn't refuse at the moment, but just asked: "What about your horse?"

Horse......

Well, there's an unconscious Ryoma next to him. Speaking of which, this kind of thing happened today, and Ryoma is also one of the reasons, but He Yi doesn't blame his own mount. Seeing that Ryoma showed no signs of waking up for a while, he had to shrug his shoulders and said helplessly: "Do you want to wait any longer, or will I carry Ryoma with me?"

With his strength, it was perfectly fine to carry the horse on his back.

Yiyu Zhenren has a wealth of experience in exploring secret realms, and he replied without thinking about it at the moment: "Ryoma is extremely fast, and it may also be of great use to us, you guard it, and I will go to the air to explore the surrounding situation first." ”

After speaking, a little under her feet, the whole person flew up like a white cloud, out of the hairy valley bottom.

The cloud-like figure flew out of the valley in the blink of an eye, and there were suddenly only three people left at the bottom of the valley. He Yi turned around with the knife and glared at the two people who were still guarding him, took a few steps closer and pulled out the green sword inserted next to Ryoma, and threw it to the tree boy along with the other intact swords on the ground, frowning slightly and saying unhappily: "Today's fall here is all due to the greed of the two of you, but it is useless to say these things now." Let's go, do whatever you like, and don't mess with me again. ”

Shu Gongzi caught the sixteen swords with both hands, his eyes were complicated and he glanced at the ghost Taoist priest, and after seeing He Yi waved his hand, he directly put away the knife, so he also put away all his magic weapons, held the sword and gave a small salute, and said, "Then I will leave." Let's go, old ghost. ”

After saying that, he turned his head and walked towards the end of the valley, and his crisp appearance was that of a sharp swordsman, not like a thief who even stole horses.

The ghost Taoist priest glanced at He Yi deeply, arched his hand, and kept up with the pace of the tree boy.

The backs of the two turned into the bend of the valley and disappeared. He Yi pursed his lips and shook his head, secretly saying that he was helpless, and he could only be helpless. Let him kill the two, there should be the ability, but the enmity between them is not so deep that they have to live and die against each other, and when there is no retribution for wrongs, it is better to turn big things into small things and small things into small things.

A master should have the bearing of a master, and from now on, he will also begin to march in the direction of a master of the Tao.

Of course, a master has not only a bearing, but also a strong strength, a fearless heart, and an unwavering faith! Therefore, even if he is in a different place and in an unpredictable situation at this moment, he will never flinch at all, and must continue to strive in the direction of the goal with hope!

There was silence in the valley, only the breathing of Ryoma and the sound of He Yi's own heartbeat. He concentrated on pushing his qi and blood to heal the last bit of sword wound in his hand, and his mind spread, covering a distance of seventy or eighty zhang in an instant.

Before that immortal senior returned, he could also explore his surroundings through his divine soul power. After flying to the High Immortal Realm, because his mind has been suppressed and cannot spread too far, he has hardly used the power of his mind, and now that he uses it again, the scope has not changed, which is the same as the Supreme Immortal Realm, but the details of what the mind sees are much clearer than before.

The range of seventy or eighty zhang is not large for a unified monk, but it is not small for this valley that is not deep. As soon as his mind dispersed, He Yi had a thorough understanding of the upper and lower structures of the valley.

As he had guessed, the valley did bear traces of a river channel, with a large opening at the top, a earthy texture with a gentle slope, and a steep lower part, mostly made of stone. Because of the different textures, the color of the clotting after absorbing the blood is also different, the soil is dark red, the stone is red, the color is lighter when you go up, and the valley floor is almost very dark.

Penetrating into the mind, He Yi found that the stones on the mountain walls on both sides were also somewhat extraordinary. If it is an ordinary stone, it is probably dark red after being stained with blood, but they are blood-red because the stone itself is more fire-oriented and the temperature is slightly higher. It's just that this "high" is just a little bit, it just gives people a warm feeling, and it has not yet reached the level of "hot", so it was not noticed at the beginning.

In addition to the slight characteristics of the mountain rocks, there are also some white powders scattered under the blood and mud at the bottom of the valley, as well as broken bones that are about to be broken. He didn't see the intact bones, and he didn't know if they were washed downstream by the Blood River, or if they were simply upstream of the Blood River and didn't flow down.

Thankfully, he didn't find any trace of resentment or yin in his mind, and there was nothing more worrying here than the gore and a faint rancid smell.

Seeing that there was no danger in the left near, He Yi couldn't suppress the doubts in his heart about this unknown world, and jumped to the top of the valley.

The difference between the height and the height was only more than ten zhang, and his vision was immediately widened countless times without the cover of the mountain wall, and at the same time, it also increased the horror in his heart a lot.

As far as the eye can see, from the thick clouds that cover the sky to the edge of the horizon, almost all of them are the color of red after being washed with blood! Blue sky and white clouds, green mountains and green waters, there is no such thing here, except for red is black, the only exception here is that in the distance, a snow-white mountain that has disappeared into the dark red clouds!

That high mountain was completely white, so white that even if it was thousands of miles away, He Yi could still feel a chill that made people feel a chill. The chill doesn't come from the ice and snow, but from the soul!

He Yi couldn't help but shudder, looked away, and looked away.

The land is undulating, with two high mountains, one white and one red, and countless small hills. The white one was the "snow-capped mountain" that made people shudder to the bottom of their hearts, the dark red one looked like a sharp cone, very similar to the shape of a volcano, and it was only about two hundred miles away from where he was.

Under the dim light, He Yi only felt that the small hills on the ground were connected to each other, stretching endlessly, and the curves should have been beautiful. But now, that sense of beauty has been replaced by something else, and in his heart, this world has only the impression of Shura's purgatory.

Now that I think about it, the name Ghost Town sounds a bit unworthy of the name and too tame.

In the distance, a white dot is flying under the thick clouds, taking a closer look at the blood-colored world. In one word, it is a Yin Yang Realm Heavenly Immortal, although this cultivation is not very powerful among the people He Yi knows, but in the major worlds of the universe, it is also a figure standing in a high place among countless monks. At this time, she was walking quickly on thin clouds, looking down at the earth under her feet.

Far away, He Yi couldn't know her situation at the moment, just watching her fly faster and faster, as if she was fleeing from something terrible, but it was not difficult to guess some content.

The white figure flew to the "snow-capped mountain", fled there at a faster speed, and flew back in the direction of the "volcano". He Yi's gaze moved with her, and when he flew to the "volcano", he obviously paused, and then lowered his altitude, as if he wanted to go to the "crater" to explore something up close.

The next moment, the white dot that had just been pressed down quickly jumped into the air again, and a red light erupted and swept towards the white dot, followed by the earth vibrating violently!

Fleeing in shock, he chased a red shadow behind him, and the screams from his mouth could even be heard by He Yi, who was hundreds of miles away.

This sudden earthquake made the unsuspecting He Yi stumble and almost fall. However, as soon as he stabilized his body, and before he even had time to look at what was chasing Yiyu, he was robbed of all his hearing senses by an earth-shattering loud noise!

That "volcano", erupted!