The fighting methods in the outside world were in full swing, and inside the cave of Yao Mountain, the light of the cyan enchantment was also getting more and more dim. It seems that it is already a matter of time before Gu Yu wants to break this spirit cage array.

Wei Ling is still unconscious, and mortals who are sucked into this barrier are bound to be traumatized by the turbulence. Thinking back, Lin Nan indiscriminately broke into Qinglian Valley at that time, and he was lying down for almost ten days under the condition of excellent conditioning, at that time he was already quite virtuous, but now, this Wei Ling is a real mortal.

Gu Yu was exerting all his strength, and it was clear when he thought about it, Lin Nan and the others were sucked into the enchantment, and it must be the people inside who were making ghosts. Monks, in the realm of foundation building, already have a little magic power to avoid valleys, that is, mortals understand that they can not eat or drink, and rely on absorbing the aura between heaven and earth to supplement their own functions.

Although they have been trapped for ten years, this Lu Yan and Tart Sang are not completely dead.

In the spiritual consciousness, the yellow light bared the fangs, and the speed was very fast. The faint white light representing Lin Nan's spiritual consciousness was just an instinctive escape. The more boundless the escape, the more surprised Tart Sang became.

How could the spiritual world in this kid's Mud Pill Palace be so vast. You must know that the more vast the spiritual world, the stronger his soul is.

Shocked, Tart Sang secretly ecstasy.

"Haha... Although this kid's body is not very good, but his soul is surprisingly powerful, if I get the opportunity in the future, I have the opportunity to **soul**, it is bound to be more powerful than a monk of the same level. ”

Thinking of the success of seizing the house, escaping from this cave, and being lucky enough to get Wei Ling's reincarnation eye, Tart Sang was overjoyed, and with a fierce force, he completely blocked Lin Nan's faint white light.

Devouring it violently, the white light fell into the yellow light.

Lin Nan's body trembled at this moment, cold sweat was dripping, and the extreme fear and uncontrollable body seemed to cover up the pain coming from the soul. His face was white, his clothes were wet with sweat, and his fingers were buttoned into the ground.

"I'm dead, I'm dead like this, I'll never go back to Miaotou Village again, and I'll never see Xun'er again. ”

"It's a pity that after I die, my body is not owned by me, I am unwilling! ”

A wry smile finally appeared on his face, Lin Nan had a splitting headache, and his spiritual sense became thinner and thinner.

At this time, Gu Yu was too late to rescue, if Lin Nan died like this, maybe he still had a fantasy for him, the mortal world is still full of spring flowers, everything is beautiful as long as he struggles.

It's a pity that people are not as good as heaven, it was in Qinglian Valley, and without his knowledge, the blood dripped into the broken sickle, which was already destined for him to be impossible to live an ordinary life in the future.

The blood sacrifice will be followed from generation to generation unless the owner dies. There are even spiritual things, even if the master dies, and even if the person who does not get its approval releases the blood of his body, it will not absorb the slightest.

**The broken sickle of jade trembled slightly on the ground, as if it felt the same as Lin Nan, one was prosperous, and the other was destroyed.

In the spiritual world, the yellow light and yellow light soared, "tsk, tsk" and this kid who only had a foundation building period competed for the flesh, which was really a knife to kill chickens.

He still muttered a little in his heart, this kid was mediocre in appearance, and when he really couldn't find any place in the crowd, a shadow of the illusory broken sickle had quietly disappeared into Lin Nan's flesh mud pill palace. (To be continued.) )