Chixiao tripped under his feet, trembled with fright, and knelt on the ground with a fan stick. "Damn, what's broken".

Halfway through speaking, Chixiao's face turned green, blue, and purple. Slowly raise your hand, grasping the slippery, hard thing in your hand. The corners of Chixiao's mouth twitched, shaking, and he squinted his eyes. The handsome faces are intertwined, and the mouths are like grinning unlimitedly on both sides, and the crying is not good.

Slowly put down his hand, tremblingly raised, his fingers picked a few black hairs, grabbed the fan stick, grinned his teeth, and propped up his soft straight falling feet.

There was a crisp click, Chixiao's body shook as if he was freezing, and he stood up with a fan stick, his snort sounded with a trill, and his swarthy eyes scanned the four domains.

Quiet, too quiet, except for the crisp sound, the four domains are black, and there seems to be a black cloud above the head, covering the sky, and the black stone lines have no shadow. Chixiao is aware of it, what a ghostly stone cave. "Mother, why did my son fall into the stone cave."

Chixiao stammered and scolded in his heart. Be brave for yourself. "Third brother, why did you bring my brother to this place!"

The fan stick stretched out dozens of feet long, and the red sky clicked in a circle. Except for the sound of frightened shattering under his feet, there was nothing in the slightest of obstacles within a few dozen feet.

The fan rod turned into a long string, and flew out hundreds of feet silently, east and west. Chixiao spared no expense to hit his precious true qi hundreds of times, and his tangled face relaxed. Not a cave?

Chixiao shook off the "wishful heart" fan, and two white characters flashed out on the fan. "It's so dark".

The peacock's court-like fan was inserted into the back of his neck, and he patted the holy bag and took out a spirit stone. "The third brother is still far away from you, and I still have two spirit stones left for my brother."

Chixiao patted the holy bag, took out the pink square crystal, and tapped his finger, and a pink petal-shaped battle shield was placed on his arm. A pink light flashed in his hand, and a forked three-edged sword-handled sword pointed diagonally at his side. The "Cloud Covering Suit" lit up softly, and a white shining battle armor revealed a strange scale light.

There was a soft click, and Chi Xiao took a cautious step, although this step was light, but there was a sound of broken bones, as if he was stepping on the crisp sternum. Chixiao's body sank, his mouth grinned to the side, and he almost bit his tongue.

Chixiao Battle Helmet instantly shed a sweat stain. Chixiao doesn't need to look at what he is stepping on, he starts with the first foot. The clicking sound did not stop, and bursts of rustic air flew up and slammed into Chixiao's nose.

After the click, the "wishful thinking" fan behind Chixiao jumped with the words of light with Chixiao's frightened footsteps. "There are ghosts", "broken bones", "stepping on bone pots", "big foot bones".

Chixiao can't see the "wishful thinking" fan. I didn't bother to look at it, I couldn't free my hands, and I didn't dare to cover my nose with broken bones. The sound of clicking, bone-shattering. Step by step like walking on ice.

"Three". Chi Xiao was nervous in his heart, shouted half of Mo Xie, and bit out his tongue violently. "Mother, it's useless to call anyone now."

Chixiao was drenched in sweat. Clicking and walking, hundreds of feet later, there was still the sound of broken bones under his feet. Chixiao's heart was shattered, how many saints would have to die to pave such a far uneven bone path.

Flutter, flutter, the cold wind ran on the backbone of the red sky, from the neck collar, crispy to the root of the buttocks. Chixiao terrier stalk head, not daring to be careless at all. Muttering quietly, holding the Flower Leaf Battle Shield, holding the three-edged flower-handled sword, staring intently at the boundless Twilight.

Bang, boom. Chixiao shrunk his neck. "Mother's armor is missing, why do you always pour wind from your neck."

"Ruyi as you like" fanned and shocked the light word. "Wow, it's cool", "Wow, it's scary".

The black and heavy mist rolled on Chixiao's head, and with every step, the dark clouds in the sky moved like a rising tide, and a sharp branch stretched out of the black cloud, dripping, a drop of long white silk thread shadow, falling on the "wishful heart" fan.

"Wishful thinking" fan flashed a few light words. "Wow, it's cool", "Wow, it's scary".

Drop by drop, drop by drop, Chixiao moved to the left in fear, and the sharp branches moved to the left, and a drop fell. Chixiao turned to the right, the sharp branches, moved to the right, da, a drop fell.

Chixiao opened his mouth, raised the three-edged flower handle sword and bit it between his teeth, and reached out to touch his neck. "Damn, the broken fan is still back".

Chi Xiao's hand wiped half of his neck, and the smell of blood rushed into his nose, causing Chi Xiao's throat to rattle, and the fishy breath poured into his mouth.

Chi Xiao exclaimed, raised the battle shield, held the three-edged sword, stretched out violently, white sparks flew out between the teeth, the sound of teeth sounded, Chi Xiao's teeth were all wooden, the teeth seemed to be gone, and his mouth was full of light wood.

Three blades of light flew to slash the black clouds in the sky, and a sword slashed at the sharp branches impartially, with a piercing sound, the three blades of light slid over the smooth green skin of the branches, and instantly burst out with ten thousand points of green light.

Immediately, a whirlwind blew. Countless branches like broken nets flashed in the green light, and as the green light splashed, the trembling branches hung with crystal raindrops, falling rapidly. Instantly turned into a sharp white thorn shadow, stabbing towards the Red Sky Battle Shield.

Chixiao's eyes froze, and the shield blocked the top of his head. Boom, a muffled sound. As soon as the arm sank, the Holy Body was half shorter, and Chixiao's feet were smashed into the black stone ground for several inches. On the shield, pearlescent light splashed, shattered little by little, quietly shattered in the black shadows all over the ground.

Chixiao grinned in pain, his eyes burst with crystalline light, he didn't care about the numbness in his mouth and toothache and sore arms, and the three-edged sword-handled sword in his hand slashed back and slashed out several swords. Bursts of aura and sword shadows suddenly rolled towards the dark sky, the green mist that choked people's eyes was spread, and the throbbing Dao Dao flashed down, with the crisp thunderclap sound.

Chixiao's eyes were shocked, just now a blade fell a drop, smashed on the battle shield, although the "Feather Leaf Qingsi Shield" received a blow, the shield body buzzed, and the body sank into the black stone covered with corpses, so many green droplets fell. "That's not going to happen."

didn't wait for Chixiao to finish thinking about it, poof, poof. A few drops of thorn-shaped drops fell on the "Feather Leaf Clear Silk Shield", and the shield body smashed into the red sky. The head, shoulders, and elbows are hard to bear. Chixiao's consciousness then buzzed, and his eyes rolled like jumping beans.

Chixiao's foot bones clicked, and he sat heavily on the ground, clicking, and a small sound sounded under his buttocks, raising a heavy wooden gas. Chixiao doesn't care about the pain in his buttocks, and he can't care about how many bones are broken.

Gritting the tip of his teeth, a mouthful of essence blood spurted towards the "Feather Leaf Clear Silk Shield". The battle shield that shone with a dismal pink light instantly burst into red light, and the uneven shield surface was filled with blood and flattened, revealing a deeper blood color.

Several blood-colored feather leaves were spread on the battle shield, and the drenched feathers shone so that the black curtain was black and bloody. Through the gap in the shield shadow, I saw countless black rhizomes intertwined with the black curtain, densely covering the day.

Dripping pearlescent condenses on the concave points of the rhizome, sparkling and shaking. Chixiao cut through a thin stalk that occasionally hung down from the rhizome point. After a few swords, the stem hair was not broken by half of it, and only a few white traces were left on the green stem.

Chi Xiao couldn't help but say, and several blades of light slashed towards the black stem. Hum, the black stem trembled, and the dripping pearl light fell sharply with the retracted blade wind.

Whoosh-, whoosh-, the pearl flew and fell, turning into a long thin line of bead shadow. The blood-colored feather leaves on the "Feather Leaf Clear Silk Shield" burst into feather shadows, and countless feathered lights flew in the blood-red light.

"Oooo The beads hit the "Feather Leaf Clear Silk Shield" through the feather shadow. Three drops fell, and the ass sank a few inches. Chixiao stared at the black-rooted canopy with the help of a blood-colored halo. "Damn, what the hell is this place, this is the sky, it seems to have fallen into the roots of a dead tree."

Chixiao scolded, didn't dare to use the fourth sword, stared at the ghostly eyes, staring at the pearl rolling at the bottom of the root concave. Swing back to the roots, as if alive, sliding back and forth.

Chixiao's condensed pupils moved around with the pearl, needless to say, what shook Chixiao's hands and feet was the pearl that moved. Swinging the three-edged sword, wanting to slash towards the pearl, the sword swung halfway, and the sword shadow stared in the air, pointing at the pearl. "Damn, I won't hit you, don't drop me".

Before the words fell, a drop, a drop of sliding pearl, fell in shock. Chixiao hurriedly swung the three-edged sword. His eyes stared, "Damn, where are the beads"?

Obviously seeing the pearl light falling, Chixiao waved his sword, and the pearl light was gone. The four domains of Chixiao's divine sense, where there is a shadow of pearlescent light. The shadow of the dripping beads is still rolling overhead, sliding around, and there is no meaning of falling.

The "Three-Edged Flower Handle Sword" sword peak in Chixiao's hand was startled, and a thin trilling sound sounded. The slightest hint of coldness penetrates through the bone marrow.

Chixiao shifted his eyes to Sword Peak. A jade pearl light rolled down along the sword peak, and every time it rolled and sucked, the sword peak buzzed and roared.

Chixiao violently shook the "Three Peaks Blood Devouring Blade", it was good not to shake, the more it was shocked, the faster the pearl rolled. Chixiao was so frightened that his black eyes flashed with beads, and his eyes were full of beads. Shake your hand and let go of the three-edged flower handle, and throw down the "Three-Peaked Blood Devouring Blade".

The blade light flew down, piercing into the black stone roots, and bursts of pink light lit up, shining softly for several feet.

Chixiao's eyes froze, and only then did he see clearly the broken bones on the ground, and on the black stone ground, there were countless black broken roots, twisted and turned, and the roots were gray. There are countless fine lines on the black roots, as if after a thousand years of drought, the cracks fall on the undulating black stone ground.

A long trail of gravel footprints stretched out from the darkness in the distance. It turned out that the terrifying clicking sound turned out to be trampling on the dead roots.

Chixiao's suspicious gaze moved to the black root shadow that was silent in the blood of the "Feather Leaf Clear Silk Shield". "Are the dead roots of the earth withered by the rhizomes of the open space"?

The "Feather Leaf Clear Silk Shield" was slowly put down, and the blood-colored light shone towards the four domains. Sure enough, dozens of feet on the black stone ground. Lying horizontally and vertically are feet long with black dead roots. The twists and turns of the dead roots stretched into the dark shadows, and I don't know how far away.

Chixiao's solemn heart fell, and he let out a long breath. "Damn, I didn't scare my son to death, I thought it was all bones."

Click, Chixiao stepped on the dead roots that were broken by the touch, and walked towards the "Three Peaks Blood Devouring Blade". I was just about to reach out and grab the "three-edged flower handle". His eyes froze. "Damn, where are the beads"? (To be continued......)