Jin Canzong was originally full of anger, but when he heard what Lu Jinfeng meant, his heart suddenly tightened. He clearly felt a crisis and forced himself to control his mind. He said calmly: "Actually, it was my fault just now.
, please forgive me, Miss Hongyue, and I hope we can get along well in the future." He meant it, reminding Cheng Hongyue to put the overall situation first.
Cheng Hongyue was extremely angry and snorted, but she stopped insulting Jin Mingtong.
Xiao Yunsheng and An Shizhong got up after adjusting their breath for a while. Now is naturally not the time to retreat for a long time. There are mysterious and attractive treasures waiting for them in front. And the sacrifice of Longxumu takes a long time, and it is completely a return.
What happened after the sect. The six of them grabbed the followers behind and continued to walk forward. Many of the disciples from the small forces behind them dared to be angry and dare not speak out. Just now they saw the red pill fruit and the dragon xumu, the most precious treasure in front of them.
But there is no part for them.
The terrain became lower, the mountainside became narrower, and the passage began to become narrower. Everyone ran forward cautiously. After turning two corners in a row, the surroundings suddenly fell into complete darkness. Everyone was about to use their spiritual swords to illuminate the area.
It was bright, but an irresistible vortex suction suddenly emerged in the space. This suction was much stronger than when they entered the cemetery. Regardless of their cultivation level, everyone was pushed forward and flew out, and screams came one after another.
, the scene once again fell into extreme chaos.
"What the hell is going on! What's in front of you!"
"Ah! Nothing will happen to us, right? What should we do?"
"Senior Brother Tian, where are you?"
Everyone yelled, the sudden appearance of huge power completely overturned everyone's minds. The unknown front was so scary, everyone was trembling, but the reality was so cruel, no one could resist even a little bit.
The bad situation didn't stop there. As time went by, the spiritual power in the space became increasingly thinner. Everyone was almost going crazy due to the suffocation, and the spiritual veins of some with low cultivation levels began to beat wildly.
Already.
The six masters of Xiao Yunsheng were at the forefront of throwing away. Suddenly they heard Cheng Hongyue's voice shouting: "An Tong, don't touch me!"
Until now, Cheng Hongyue had not forgotten to take the opportunity to drive a wedge between Yu Yuanwu and Xiao Yunsheng. Before she could say anything more, a strong smell of sea tide suddenly filled the air, and the surrounding area was buzzing to the extreme. A strange chirping sound was like a knife cutting,
It was tugging at everyone's hearts and minds, and for a while everyone simply fell into a state where life was worse than death.
"ah!"
There were screams one after another, and there was no place to stay in front of them. Everyone was thrown towards a place that seemed to be an abyss. Everything was too torturous, and those with low cultivation fell into coma the moment they were thrown.
Suddenly, people with high cultivation levels such as Yu Yuanwu also felt that their consciousness immediately became blurred. The last feeling was that their body hit the shaking ground heavily, and they immediately fainted. Suddenly, they seemed to hear a series of sharp sounds.
The sound of the tide...
When Xiao Yunsheng woke up, he found that the surroundings were bright and he seemed to have left the cemetery. However, he immediately discovered something strange about his body. His spiritual veins were extremely uncomfortable, but the spiritual power around him was too thin!
"An Tong, you're awake!" Yu Yuanwu's surprised voice came, and she leaned next to Xiao Yunsheng, with a hint of joy on her originally pale face.
Xiao Yunsheng shook his head vigorously and tried to sit up straight. He opened his eyes wide and looked over, finally seeing the surrounding situation clearly. All he could see was the boundless sea, and it seemed that he was near the Cangyu Mountains.
In that sea of fog!
What he was in was a huge wooden boat with a strange shape. It didn't look right if he took a closer look. The wooden boat was indeed big enough, and the shape and color were very strange. It was actually a huge coffin! The coffin was carrying a load at this time.
There were almost a hundred people, all young people from Guan who were marching together. Many of them had not woken up yet and were still lying around. In addition, four masters, Cheng Hongyue, Jin Mingtong, An Shizhong and Lu Jinfeng, were also inside.
However, not many people spoke at this time. The people who woke up were all sitting with pale faces. Without exception, they all held crystal spirit tablets in their hands. Moreover, everyone exchanged crystal spirit tablets very frequently, and from time to time I saw someone
Taking out new ones to absorb, the discarded crystal spirit pieces on the ship were scattered everywhere.
Xiao Yunsheng's eyes trembled, and he noticed that the surface of this foggy sea was completely different from ordinary ones. There was actually a chilly air all over his face, and there was a cloud of smoke on the sponge. It was beautiful, but everyone regarded it as a scourge, because this fog
The sea is the culprit causing such thin spiritual power!
"How did we get to the Sea of Fog? Did we come out of the Tomb of Taihe?" Xiao Yunsheng asked blankly.
Yu Yuanwu bit her lip and said: "We just woke up. The spiritual power here is very thin. It is too painful not to rely on the support of the crystal spirit piece... I don't know what happened before. Everyone wakes up.
I don't know why in the end... Maybe this sea of fog is part of the Tomb of Taihe..." She took a deep breath and quickly continued to take out a crystal spirit piece while absorbing it.
Xiao Yunsheng also felt very uncomfortable. He took out the yellow beads and absorbed them. The situation was indeed much better. He took a deep look around and said: "Maybe we really chose the wrong passage... drive down like this."
But where is the head... The coffin is the boat. Could it be that Master Tianji has already prepared such a funeral for us invaders..." He paused and then asked: "We are not the only ones here.
There are hundreds of people, where are the others?"
Yu Yuanwu was silent for a while and said: "I don't know, maybe they are all dead... There are only so many people who fell into the boat."
"All dead?" Xiao Yunsheng gritted his teeth.
Yu Yuanwu's expression suddenly became a little miserable. She forced a smile and said: "I hope Master and the others will not choose this passage. If I die, I will die. I only hope Master can live well and the other brothers in the treasure house will always be safe."
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Hearing Yu Yuanwu's words in such a desperate situation, Xiao Yunsheng suddenly felt very uncomfortable. He sighed and said: "Senior sister, why do you always live for others? Master, of course we must respect you, but you yourself
Your life is also very important."
Yu Yuanwu slowly shook her head and said: "If it weren't for Master and the treasure house, I wouldn't want to live long ago." She was silent for a while, then suddenly looked at Xiao Yunsheng affectionately, and said quietly: "An
Tong, if we can get out alive this time, can you accompany me back to Sifang State to kill two people?"
Xiao Yunsheng was shocked. He knew who the two people Yu Yuanwu wanted to kill. Looking at Yu Yuanwu's trusting eyes, he felt a little hoarse in his throat. He nodded slowly and said: "Okay, I agree.
you."
The coffin is still floating aimlessly, no one knows the end point, no one knows the outcome, everything is left to God to decide. Lack of hope is one thing, but the biggest problem facing everyone now is the problem of money.
The thing is so strange. People are so eager for money not to buy anything, but because the spiritual power contained in the crystal tablet itself has become everyone's most essential need.
For cultivators, spiritual power is like a poppy. Although it will not be fatal if it is lost, it can cause people to fall into extreme pain. The torture caused by the depth of the spiritual veins is unparalleled, regardless of cultivation level.
No matter how high you are, it's hard to resist this addiction.
Not long after, I suddenly heard a man shouting excitedly: "I can't bear it anymore! It's only been an hour, but I've already lost fifty crystal spirit tablets. I really can't afford to use them anymore!" He was from Fengcheng City.
The head disciple of a small force named Nanning Sect is named Tian Yi. He is quite rich and has more than two hundred crystal spirit tablets. However, these cannot withstand such crazy consumption. Not to mention that it is enough to burn such money normally.
It was distressing, not to mention that the crystal spirit pieces now had a different meaning. Seeing fifty discarded crystal spirit pieces piled up in front of him, he felt that he almost fainted from heartache. (To be continued)