Bi Fan, who violently retreated more than ten zhang away from the distance of more than ten zhang under the vigilance of a beast, watched Ishikawa being swallowed by the wooden door that suddenly turned into a bloody mouth, a drop of cold sweat flowed down from the corner of his forehead, if it wasn't for the blood-colored Shura knife in his hand to find out something wrong and warn him first, he would definitely not be able to escape the end of being swallowed into the door.

"What the hell is in the door? Why does it give me a feeling of great terror?" Looking at the mess on the ground, Bi Fan rubbed the scabbard of the blood-colored Shura knife with some shock.

He stared at the wooden door that had returned to normal for a long time, and then thought about it and said slowly: "Just now I used my divine sense to explore the door, and I was entangled by an evil and cold consciousness just a few feet deeper, that thing does not feel like a physical object, but it is very likely to be some kind of yin object that attacks the martial soul and the monk's spiritual consciousness, and its attack is quite strong, I had no choice but to cut off that trace of divine consciousness and retreat." ”

"But this is the Netherworld, and there are still such creatures?"

After thinking about it for a long time, Bi Fan frowned and said to himself: "Maybe this is a yin thing that was imprisoned by the master of the netherworld, but after so many years, it still has such strength, so it must have been an extremely powerful existence back then." ”

"Now there's only the gate where I came, and the gate where the guy came, and there seems to be no way out. ”

After a while, Bi Fan suddenly discovered a problem, a problem that he now had to face.

After probing his divine sense into the red gate with extreme caution, Bi Fan frowned and thought: "It seems that it doesn't matter, I should just go from here, that kid was swallowed into the inner door consciousness, and I just entered the door to probe, and found that it was completely different from the previous scene of yellow sand everywhere and yin wind shouting, so I can enter the door now, although it can't be said that there is no threat, but it is definitely not worth mentioning compared to the danger I felt before." ”

Inside the red gate, Ishikawa rolled and flew away, only to regain control of his body before he was about to land, and he turned over and stood firmly on the ground.

As soon as Ishikawa landed, he was covered with a puff of yellow sand blown by the strong wind, he rubbed his eyes, looked at the dim sky, the low-hanging red clouds, and the boundless large, sighed and said to himself: "What kind of ghost place is this, it is not like the netherworld, but it has a bit of ghost smell." ”

The red gate that came over just now was already the same scene in all directions, and there was no obvious calibration to refer to, so Ishikawa had no choice but to find a random direction and walk down.

Ishikawa walked very slowly, the soft sand and the dust storms that came up from time to time had a great impact on him, although he had not seen any other living creatures except himself, but Ishikawa always had a feeling of being watched by something, this feeling was like a maggot on the tarsal bone, which could not be removed.

The feeling of being watched by people became stronger and stronger, and finally Ishikawa had the feeling that something was lying in front of him and staring at him, and the dark long knife that had already been notched had already been lifted in Ishikawa's hand, and the true yuan in his body began to gradually speed up, and then he shook the blade without warning, and dozens of cold rays stabbed out like lightning in all directions.

"There shouldn't have been a stab at anything, but the feeling of being watched has been. Ishikawa didn't dare to let his guard down in the slightest, the long knife in his hand was always in the most advantageous position, and his eyes kept looking around, trying to find something unusual in the yellow sand.

The rustling sound reached Ishikawa's ears from all directions, and after a few breaths, Ishikawa found himself surrounded by at least a thousand cavalrymen in khaki armor.

More than a thousand cavalrymen seem to be carved out of a mold, the same face, the same expression, even the war horse under the crotch is the same color, being stared at by so many indifferent and dull eyes is never a good experience, Ishikawa is a little hairy in his heart, because he didn't feel any breath of life at all, so what the hell are these cavalrymen with swords on horseback?

The wind that had been blowing suddenly stopped, and as if they had received an order, all the cavalry began to charge at Ishikawa with their long swords.

Before the soldiers and horses arrived, a wave of arrow rain struck, Ishikawa slammed a mouthful of true yuan, and danced the long knife impenetrable, the clanging sound of swords and arrows kept coming, time seemed to fall into a strange stagnation at this moment, from a distance, Ishikawa's figure was gone, and only a hedgehog-like black sphere remained in place.

The next moment, the black sphere moved, and a little bit of cold light flew away like starlight in the sky, and all the spikes on the sphere broke and fell where the starlight passed.

Before he could be surprised that the arrow had landed, it turned into a handful of yellow sand, and Ishikawa had to face the cavalry that had already rushed to the front.

Ishikawa wanted to mobilize the true element in his body, but he was made miserable by the confinement of wave after wave, and under the pressure of being pointed at the key point by more than ten sabers every moment, he had no energy to think about how to use the true element spiritual sense to resist the enemy, so he could only subconsciously only use moves, just rely on instinct to dodge, move, draw, and retract the knife......

Gradually, more and more cavalrymen were stabbed with long knives and fell from their horses, and an unmanned corridor formed where Ishikawa passed.

Half an hour later, Ishikawa stabbed his long knife into the throat of the last cavalryman, watched him and his men and horses turn into a pile of yellow sand and scatter them on the ground, and then gasped for breath with his sword.

The ground around Ishikawa was noticeably higher than in the distance, and it was a small dune formed by the sand of the cavalry corpses.

The rustling sound sounded again, Ishikawa looked up into the distance, and couldn't help but change his complexion greatly, and immediately didn't care about resting for a while to recover his physical strength that had been lost to the extreme, and quickly retreated backwards with a long knife.

Behind Ishikawa, more than a thousand terrifying birds of prey and beasts were chasing him from the air and the ground at the same time.

After the tea time, Ishikawa turned around helplessly, swallowed a pill of the replenishing pill that nourished the spirit, gritted his teeth and killed the fierce beast on the opposite side.

An hour passed, and Ishikawa was covered in blood, trembling and raising his long knife, which seemed to be heavier and heavier, and pinned the last tiger to the ground, and then fell headlong, and he could not get up again.

Just before Ishikawa was about to fall asleep, the rustling sound sounded again unexpectedly.

"It looks like even if you don't get killed, you're going to die of exhaustion......," Ishikawa muttered, taking out the water bottle and pouring it into his mouth, sighing and looking at the ten huge armor soldiers who were more than a few feet tall slowly walking from a distance.

The posture of the ten armor soldiers is stiff and mechanical, giving people a feeling of extreme incongruity, but they are ten zhang tall and their legs are five or six zhang long, and one step is more than twenty steps away from ordinary people, so although they look clumsy, their mobility is not ambiguous at all. ！