The sky in the distance blends with the desert, and there is a taste of the sea and the sky, but unfortunately it is not that beautiful scenery but a distorted picture.

The space here has even become an intermittent crack.

Even Liu Pian and the people of Kunlun didn't dare to go here like this.

Although they all knew that this was the place where they could break the formation, they still didn't dare to enter.

Fang Wenwen's sword roar continued to sound, and Qing Shu's figure also kept becoming scattered.

Invisibly, a pattern of mutual help has been formed.

Fang Wenwen and the mountain climbers of Na Qingshu were next to Liu Pian and the mountain climbers of Na Kunlun, intercepting those running giants or those desert giant beasts.

Others intercepted behind Liu Pian and behind Kunlun.

The little monk looked at the distorted space, and his eyes conjured up something like a whirlpool, strange with a wave of spatial power.

The little monk was in Liu Pian and the people of Kunlun when they were not moving forward.

"Kun position, dry position,"

Liu Pian's eyes moved, and a gossip phantom appeared in front of his eyes.

And then it's like going southwest. The people of Kunlun headed northwest.

There was no hesitation in this, because whether it was the little monk or the people of Kunlun or Liu Pian, they all knew that if they wanted to go out or break the eye of the needle in this broken space.

There can be no delay.

Because the spatial changes are ruthless, the formation is endless.

The little monk didn't hesitate for a moment and said, "Vacant, out of position." ”

Liu Pian couldn't move with the thoughts of the little monk.

Sometimes it's like it's not moving.

But Liu Pian knew that the pressure of the spatial power on his body was indeed decreasing.

The people of Kunlun are also constantly moving with this footstep.

At this moment, a one-eyed giant wolf covered in black spikes pounced violently when Liu Pian and Kunlun's mountain climbers had just stopped.

For a moment, it was as if the sky was falling apart.

A sword light flew out, but only black sand was left in the place.

Fang Wenwen looked at the Qingshu man who was just about to draw his sword and shook his head gently.

A cyan light swept across the corner of Liu Pian's eyes, and a viper that spun out of the desert underground was cut off at once.

The people of Qingshu looked at Fang Wenwen with a smile.

But it was when Fang Wenwen and Qingshu's guy were stunned.

There was a surging underground, but it hadn't waited for the beast to come out.

An incomparably sharp arrow qi went deep into the ground, and only a trace of wailing came.

The little girl in red smiled at the moment and said, "Look at you." ”

Fang Wenwen and Qing Shu's eyes were paired, separated, and then drew their swords again.

The little monk has always been very calm in such a scene where he is almost completely about to collapse.

But as the gossip was spoken, beads of sweat the size of beans were left on her forehead.

"What a weird needle eye!" Chinatsuki sighed.

This array of eyes is very right, almost using the edge space as the eye of the needle, and the entire space as the array, to refine the people in the array.

What a ruthless wish, such a big arm.

When Liu Pian stepped on a black land, Liu Pian knew why he came here.

The people of Kunlun also understood.

Liu Pian looked at the distorted space door after he entered, and knew that this was the space of space, the boundary within the realm.

Fang Wenwen and Qian Mingyue also came in.

When Liu Pian and Kunlun's people came in, it was also the time when this formation was broken.

Fang Wenwen looked at Qingshu's humanity: "Eighty-nine." ”

Qing Shu's humanity: "Eighty-nine." ”

No equal.

Fang Wenwen's sword cultivation at this moment could be said to be a higher level than his senior brother's cultivation at that time.

It's a palace of dry bones, but it's full of rotten flesh.

Faintly, you could see that there was a huge throne at the end of the palace, but below the throne was a huge blood-colored pond, and a little blackened blood was flipped over in it.

On the throne, there was only one diminutive man.

The man was not a dry corpse.

Liu Pian looked back, only to see that there were nineteen huge Xuanjing casts behind him as a flagpole.

However, it has strange patterns and barbs, and it is not a flag hanging on it, but a string of humans.

Blood flowed dripping down the flagpole along the huge barbs and lines along the ground and a small, blood-colored pit that eventually reached the great blood-colored pond beneath the throne.

"It's ruthless. ”

"This person seems to have been dead for a thousand years, but he still designed this killing array, if it weren't for the little monk and you, wouldn't it have happened. Qian Mingyue looked at the emperor who looked like a dried corpse and said.

"No one wants to die, this person can be regarded as a ghost, using the Xuan Yin Qi to fuel the corpse qi, and using that blood to continue his life and soul, maybe he can really make him alive again. "That Qingshu is humane.

The fat man looked at the man with some curiosity.

An eye opened silently as the fat man watched.

It's like a crack popping out of a tight piece of bacon.

The layers of bright red flesh were flipped upside down, and it was very disgusting.

The fat man was also startled, and the man looked at Fang Wenwen and his party and was drunk again.

A shriveled, hoarse voice came.

It's as if two pieces of marble rubbing together.

"Young talents, it is not true that they can enter here. ”

The sound stopped abruptly.

But it was an arrow that flew up, bringing with it the sound of piercing space.

But it was the little boy in the padded jacket who took the lead in such a strange situation.

It is not an exaggeration to describe this courage as a stunning talent.

"The arrow of the divine text, but it is a broken thing, how can it kill me. As the man spoke, the arrow returned unconsciously, and the momentum seemed to bring a burst of ghosts and wolves.

The little boy reached out to catch it, but it pierced his finger, and the little boy's finger cut a thin cut on his shabby padded jacket.

Leaking out the faint blood that seemed to be transparent.

"Heaven is born of fierce beasts. The man spoke again, and looked into the little boy's eyes as if he had seen a delicious treat.

The man's eyes turned, he looked at Qian Mingyue, and then at Fang Wenwen and the fat man, but Bai didn't look at him.

The man's eyes turned, and the green light revealed as if it were a vicious wolf eager to devour its food.

The little monk suddenly tilted his head and said, "Don't pretend to be a ghost. ”

"What a sharp-toothed junior. The dry corpse suddenly stood up, and it could be seen that there were bursts of blood qi on its body, absorbed from the huge pool of blood.

The body is also constantly changing, and in an instant, it turned into a man with long purple hair in the sky.

There is a Kowloon costume on his body.

The intensity of the moment was almost breathless.

The man looked at the little boy and said, "What a wonderful food." ”

The man was walking down step by step.

The momentum of each step was growing, and the domineering aura of the sudden surge of the sword in a moment almost made people unable to give birth to the idea of resisting.

Liu Pian moved at the moment, it was a quick knife.

At the same time, Fang Wenwen and the people of Qingshu also moved.

The Kunlun man's body didn't move, but it was another self that came out, which was a gasification and three clearings.

The best opponent is also the one who knows you best.

The cooperation between the few of them is simply very tacit.

Knife, sword, Kunlun doppelganger fighting method.

"I didn't expect that I would wake up from a dream but I would have to do it with you juniors, but it's okay, you are also the pride of the sky, so let me swallow you." ”

The man didn't move, just looked at Liu Pian and them lightly in front of the door of the palace.

Liu Pian's knife seemed to be slashing at an incomparably stiff Tai Bai Jin Crystal.

vomited blood and returned, and the rest of Fang Wenwen and the people of Qingshu and Kunlun were the same.

What a weird place, what a weird person.

The little monk and the little girl in red wanted to touch the back of the man, but they still didn't need the man to make a move, and flew back by themselves.

A mouthful of blood spit out as if it didn't want money.

These attacks have already hurt the internal organs.

The man looked at Fang Wenwen and said with a smile: "Something like an ant." ”

Liu Pian looked at the man and the contemplative Bai on the side at this moment, his eyes were paired, and he was suddenly startled.

Liu Pian suddenly said: "You are really cunning. ”

"You know, but it's too late. The man was stunned, but smiled strangely.

The perfect body was exposed in the middle, but a huge slit was like a piece of flesh, torn apart by the two blood-red, but shriveled hands that stretched out.

There was a man in it, or a man.

It's exactly the same as the dry corpse.

Fang Wenwen was not only shocked, but also understood.

The aura is in the body, as if it is controlled.

At this moment, Fang Wenwen saw a huge tripod that was constantly burning in the main hall, and a huge incense with a height of more than one person was burning on it, but it was colorless and tasteless.

Fang Wenwen suddenly said at this moment: "What kind of poison are you?" ”

Yes, Fang Wenwen and the fat man and others were all poisoned under such a scam.

The man laughed, his voice even weaker, accompanied by the sound of constant coughing.

"Huoxiang bone poison, cough, cough, cough. ”

The Qingshu man suddenly fell to the ground and said, "Who are you?" ”

The Kunlun man said very calmly: "You don't dare to kill me." ”

The man smiled. "You don't know who I am, do you know that I don't dare to kill you?"

The fat man coughed suddenly, and a little bit of blood stained the ground with a red mark.

"I'm called Wu Ming, the witch of the Wu clan. ”