Zhang Dongbei scratched his head, feeling a little embarrassed, and forgot about the fact that there were two beautiful girls in the team.

After a brief repair, everyone began to move forward.

A trace of white fish belly appeared faintly in the sky. Mo Yan could clearly see the huge stalagmites and the steep mountains nearby and the cliffs with sharp knives and axes. Whether it is the stalagmites or cliffs, they are indeed red like the photo.

The red with different depths looks shocking, but the endless desolation seems to be hidden in the endless blood.

This made Mo suddenly feel like he was on Mars.

Even the sand under his feet and the dry bones that appeared from time to time turned red as blood. Perhaps because of the scarlet red, Mo discovered that even the eyes of his teammates around him turned into strange red.

I didn't go farther, and sure enough, the exact same self appeared again.

I don’t know if I was controlling the unknown existence here and found that they were cheating, but this time two of them actually appeared.

In other words, they kill twelve of the opponent with six.

When Mo Ni saw the six identical sisters Chunhuan, he suddenly had a very bad premonition in his heart.

With previous experience, this time I was familiar with killing myself, and the horror when facing the exact same self had completely disappeared. Everyone let go and quickly killed the unarmed self. This time no one added another new injury.

Color has an impact on a person's mood.

In such a bloody color, everyone is a little irritable.

There is endless red on the ground, and the sky is the same. It seems that there is only hopeless red left in the world.

When the sun tear a hole in the blood-red desert and the blood-red sky, it spread the same blood-red light all over the earth, Mo welcomed four of himself.

Then he also got his wish and saw ten Chunhuan sisters at the same time. This scene was hard to describe.

But by this time, it was easy to distinguish between enemies and us, because they cheated and took out their weapons from the talisman ring, while the other party was empty-handed.

So after summarizing, Mo Yan found that he died the fastest and the first target to be killed every time.

He is at level D, it is easier to kill. It is always an unbreakable truth to clear the monsters first.

Then the twin sisters almost had an internal strife with Zhang Dongbei.

Because this guy always leaves a sister to kill him in the end, and he always tries his best to break the protective suit.

Looking at Zhang Dongbei's malicious eyes and the cruel hands that repeatedly stretched to the Chunhuan sisters who were copied, the two little beauties finally got angry.

"Uncle, how can you do this? People will never like people like you again, old hooligan, hate it!"

Zhang Dongbei smiled indifferently and said, "Don't mind, this is not you."

"Is that totally OK?" the twins spoke in unison.

"You said you are interesting. Gu Cangying cut off all the Mingmei's bobos just now, but he didn't get angry when he saw you. I can't bear to kill you, but I blame me. It's really unreasonable!"

"Is it also a mistake to cherish the fragrance and jade? If so, then I am willing to make mistakes again and again." Zhang Dongbei actually found his own fun in this kind of battle.

Gu Cangying and Mo Nai looked at each other, and the two of them shivered at the same time.

To be honest, Mo Yan felt that if he continued to kill like this, he might collapse before the stalagmites could reach. He watched himself die in front of him again and again, killed by himself and beaten up by his teammates, and then witnessed his tragic death in various shapes.

It's really weird to keep killing each other like this.

And the people who set up this maze seem to enjoy it.

Fortunately, when the replicas were found in eight and the six-person group successfully killed forty-eight of their own people, they finally came under the stalagmites. It seemed that the maze had already agreed that they had successfully passed the level, and no more copying themselves that made everyone very irritated.

Mo Ye could finally clearly see the coffin located in the middle of the stalagmites. His heart was beating wildly, and he saw the woman locked in the coffin.

The same long hair and red clothes as in the photo stood blankly and stared into the distance.

Mo Yan's eyes instantly filled with mist.

That face was so familiar.

He has seen this desert too many times.

That is your own face, and it is also the face of the woman in the coffin.

They were so similar, no wonder Han Shan said that he was Mo Hongmian's son as soon as he saw him.

The woman seemed to be alive, but she didn't seem to know that someone came to save her, and she still looked straight with unconscious eyes like a sculpture.

Mo Ye was a little scared at this moment.

When Han Shan saw the person who had been away for a long time, he seemed to be a little excited.

He took out a few bottles of physical potion and distributed it to everyone and bowed: "Brothers, for the final sprint, I, Han Shan, will save the Hongmian from anyway. I guess the most dangerous thing is this section of the way up the mountain. Everyone must be careful not to advance aggressively."

The stalagmites are very steep, and 80% of the roads are straight up and down mountain walls. There is no formation in the six-man group. Han Shan is still driving the road ahead. In some more dangerous areas, he will set up a mountaineering wedge.

In fact, for these B-level cultivators, as long as they don’t encounter monsters along the way, then rock climbing of this level is simply a pediatrician.

Fortunately, they never encountered any monsters or other situations until they approached the coffin. They climbed the most spacious area in the middle of the stalagmites without any danger, and the blood-red coffin was here.

Mo Yan saw the scene in the coffin clearly and understood why Mo Hongmian always looked straight ahead.

In an instant, his heart was as if it were a knife.

Mo Hongmian was as if she was growing in a coffin at this moment. The place where her skin and the coffin were in contact had already merged together, and it was impossible to tell where the skin was and where the coffin was.

"No need to... save me, it's useless."

The woman said in a hoarse voice.

Although she tried her best to remain motionless, she accidentally pulled her jaw because of her speech, and a thin blood line was seeping out of the torn tiny wound from the neck.

Her skin seemed to be without elasticity at all, and was even more fragile than paper.

"Hongmian, don't talk, don't talk, leave everything to me, you're obedient."

Han Shanhu's eyes were filled with tears, and his big hands kept trembling.

He said it firmly, but how can we save it in the face of this situation? If Mo Hongmian and the coffin are separated, he may have died of excessive blood loss before the coffin has been separated.

No wonder this woman's face was so pale and she was always motionless.

Mo Wu tried his best to hide behind others and prevent Mo Hongmian from seeing him.

He was afraid that Mo Hongmian would experience severe emotional fluctuations due to his appearance, causing more wounds to tear.
Chapter completed!