In the light rain, she trotted all the way back to Xiaoshuang Mountain, a woman in a robe Taoist robe came to Zhouyou's side. She whispered softly, conveying the Pope's intention to travel.

Zhou You nodded.

He felt that there was no problem with the behavior of the ma-robed Taoist. The Pope was the spiritual leader of the entire Xiling Mountains. Everything was very small and could not be in danger.

Zhou You left the funeral and came to the place where the white wood carriage was. He frowned and found no trace of the pope. The woman in the robe Taoist was obviously panicked, and she began to ask the servants around her in a panic.

However, I got a very terrifying message...

The attendants next to the white wooden carriage actually said that they had never seen the Pope before, and they did not see any of them when they came out with the female robe Taoist...

Zhouyou did not spread the soul sea at the first time, and these servants did not lie. Some people deliberately hid the Pope's traces and used some treasures, and paid the price... Of course, it was very high.

The cardinal on his shoulder sensed the idea of ​​traveling around, flew up, turned into a normal size, overlooking the entire Shu Mountain, and then fell down again and shook his head.

It also sensed no trace of the Pope.

This matter has begun to ferment. After learning about the Mapraid Taoist who attended Xu Zang's funeral, he quickly left the scene. The great figure in the Holy Mountain guessed what trouble the Pope might have encountered through the Mapraid Taoist's departure. Then they understood what happened... After the Pope left the funeral, he disappeared.

The little mountain master Qianshou no longer condenses, but appears by Zhou You's side in his true form. Qianshou's perception ability is the best in the four realms. Her soul sea radiates the entire Shushan realm, and she does not find the Pope's place...

"Someone has used holy objects with very high rank."

Qianshou narrowed his eyes, not only Pope Chen Yi, but also Ning Yi and Pei Fan from Xiaoshuangshan...she also lost her perception.

"Back Mountain! Go to the back mountain!"

The cardinals soared—

The Taoist robe rolled over the horse in a panic and rushed through the forest.

Some people in the Holy Mountain followed with the mentality of watching the fun.

Then not long after... they saw a corpse, the robe was torn to pieces, and blood penetrated the wet mud land, and someone cried out. The robe Taoist who served the Pope did not suffer from the death of their companions. They found a trace of mottled blood on the hard rocks of the mountain gorge in the back mountain. Judging from the height, they should have broken their heads and dripped onto the stones.

Fortunately, the Pope...is still alive.

The real entrance to the back mountain, a small world with a radius of ten feet, was locked very tightly, and Chen Yi's voice could not be heard. When it was discovered, the young pope was very embarrassed, covered in blood, and it was difficult to stand. He sat on the ground regardless of his demeanor. Even if he was helped up by a mahogany, he refused to move his steps, and refused to speak, but just stared at the direction of the back mountain.

The decree hanging in the air shook itself without wind.

The talisman looks simple and unpretentious, and there is no sign that it once burst into a blazing light not long ago.

......

......

It fell all the way, and then fell again.

The world connected behind that edict is not the cracked canyon at all!

Ning Yi struggled to hold Pei Fan with one hand, and he grabbed the handle of the umbrella with the other hand, and spread the big umbrella open, and there was no way to make Ning Yi fall down the ground any slower.

The sword bone part of Xixue is very tough and difficult to destroy. Xu Zang was put into the sheath and pulled it out to kill the enemy... When he was in Anle City, Xixue was changed to an umbrella sword. This was the only thing Xu Zang left to Ning Yi, so Ning Yi kept it with him and never changed it.

The reason why Ning Yi opened the umbrella without slowing down at all was that the umbrella surface was smashed to pieces by the shadow's two consecutive impacts. It kept falling, and the violent wind blew the umbrella surface. The sword bones of Xiaoxue were still there, and fragments of the umbrella surface were constantly flying and peeling off.

The shadow was not as lucky as Ning Yi. He was hit by an invisible object in the middle and hit him twice. He was forced to let go of Xixue. His consciousness was not blurred. Even though he was falling, he still tried to kill Ning Yi in the process.

The shadow tried to move his body tentatively, closer to Ning Yi, and was hit by the protruding rock in the waist, breaking the protruding rock and spitting out a large mouthful of blood with a sound of wow. This time he gave up struggling, but chose to calm down and avoid the obstacles he might encounter during his fall.

Ning Yi felt more and more that this shadow...is not like a "person".

The traces he held on the fine snow were filled with a bone-eroding hotness. Xu Zang carefully selected the umbrella surface, which he could shatter, and even the impact of the Starfish-Covered Lord could not destroy the fine snow umbrella surface... It is very likely that this corrosion would be the one that could be relied on.

The "blood" that was spit out after the shadow was hit was wrapped in mist and sprayed across the narrow rocks. The fog spread out. Ning Yi captured the last picture, and the rocks were scalded and smoked.

What kind of blood is this?

With corrosion?

Ning Yi could feel his intuition about this shadow... The bone flute was constantly trembling. As the bone flute trembled, he felt a great disgust surge in his body, like a kind of soul repulsion.

Pei Fan's cultivation is higher than himself... But when he was hit by this shadow, his soul fell into pain. It is very likely that it was the corrosive continuous invasion, but Ning Yi did not. The bone flute immediately dispelled the breath that tried to invade Ning Yi's body.

So he held the snow and white smoke just rose.

Two figures were still falling. This time Ning Yi was not so lucky. He slammed on a piece of thick branches that stretched out. In order to protect the girl, he turned over. Even though he was strong and the impact of falling from a very high place still made Ning Yi groan and roll his eyes.

What's even worse is that... the shadow took the opportunity to come over.

The hot temperature hit in an instant, and Ning Yi didn't have time to react. He pinched his neck with his big hands. The black fog was broken, and the two dry bones were intertwined, with great force.

The power of the seventh realm... This is an overwhelming suppression. Ning Yi was holding Pei Fan in front of him, and behind him was hugged by a shadow, strangling his neck, and he could hardly breathe.

He clenched Xiaoxue tightly, and stabbed the sword tip on Shadow, without any accident, poking a dry bone, poking the sword tip away from where it fell... The distance was very close, Ning Yi could hear clearly that the shadow behind him had no breathing at all. He fell so quickly, without any sign of breathing... It was either a ghost cultivator, a dead person, or a freak that had lasted for the first time.

“Hell…”

Ning Yi's consciousness began to blur.

He smashed the thin snow back one by one, chiseling through the bone pieces wrapped in the black fog.

Then the force is getting smaller and smaller...it is getting smaller and smaller.

He could not feel that he was falling. The cold wind blew on his cheeks, like a sharp blade. He hugged the girl with one hand, and the other hand was already a little weak, so he let go of Xixue.

Consciousness sinks... The bone flute floats quietly, with a red rope, and sticks it to Ning Yi's eyebrows.

The soul sea has never been peaceful in these days.

The sky is torn apart.

Sea water flows backward.

The giant trees are exhausted.

The throne is broken.

The scene after scene passed quickly and freely, and Ning Yi heard an illusory sound and rang in front of his forehead.

“They are here…”

"They are coming..."

"Here you come!"

The last sound exploded almost like thunder on the boy's forehead. The bone flute pressed against Ning Yi tightly, absorbed Xu Qingyan's forty-four drops of divinity from Ganye Temple, and entered Ning Yi's eyebrows drop by drop.

The boy, who was originally confused and closed his eyes like he accepted his fate, suddenly opened his scarlet eyes, and his dry lips began to turn rosy, looking confused and confused.

A hoarse voice came from the shadow behind him.

"How could you...?"

The bone flute was sobbing and shouting wildly, and the light burst out between the boy's eyebrows. In his confused body, he could feel unprecedented stimulation and demand. The desire pierced the heart... and extended the desire. "Ning Yi" knew what he wanted to obtain. Driven by instinct, he stretched out his hand, grabbed the dead bone of the shadow, and bit it down.

Then there was the roaring sound of hoarseness.

The dead bone was bitten by Ning Yi, and he swallowed it straight into his stomach. The process of falling finally ended. The two people smashed heavily into the river. Ning Yi, with red eyes, had lost his mind and gently pushed away the girl who was like a burden on her body and pounced on the shadow. Due to the huge impact force, the three figures that fell into the river first fell down, and then slowly decreased.

The roaring sound of the shadow was drowned in the sound of water. In order to complete the task, it broke through the rear realm in front of the restriction on the back mountain, and could completely crush this fourth realm practitioner. At this moment, he slapped Ning Yi on the head. With a slap, it did not break the human head. Instead, its intact bone palm shattered inch.

Ning Yi, who was completely unaware of the pain, followed the trend and grabbed a piece of its forearm, opened his mouth and gnawed it. The bones and scum on his mouth were like Taotie, with scarlet and cold eyes in his eyes.

The scream sounded at the bottom of the river, and the shadow abandoned one of his arms and floated up quickly. He had given up the idea of ​​killing the boy, and he wanted to leave here and floated up desperately. As a result, Ning Yi, who was caught up, grabbed his calf again and tore it apart.

Ning Yi had no expression on his face and pulled the shadow back under the river.
Chapter completed!