The yellow bell in Su Yun's mind was still spinning as usual, and the geographical map in his mind was also constantly changing its position. Suddenly he became energetic and said in a deep voice: "We found it! Let's keep walking!"
At this moment, there was a buzzing in his ears, and a tingling sensation penetrated his mind like a needle!
The buzzing sound lasted for a moment before disappearing, and this short-lived sting had already caused Su Yun to break out in cold sweat, and his clothes were soaked with sweat.
He opened his mouth, but couldn't hear his own voice!
There is only pure silence all around, no sound at all!
"The powerful aura coming from the Dragon Burial Tomb oppressed our blood, first depriving us of our vision, and now it deprives us of our hearing!"
Su Yun calmed down: "I'm afraid what will be deprived next is our sense of touch, taste, smell and perception. If the six senses are deprived..."
He bit his lip violently, and the blood in his mouth smelled fishy and sweet. The pain told him that his sense of taste, touch, smell, and perception were all still there.
"Brother Hua and the others felt someone touching the back of their heads. This is an illusion caused by the pressure of blood on the touch. It's not that there are some ghosts touching us in the dark!"
Su Yun took out the fairy rope and quickly tied up the flower fox, thinking: "My yellow clock is definitely not wrong, the sun has not set yet! We still have time to go out!"
Huahu struggled for a while, Su Yun made anxious gestures, and then Huahu gave up the struggle.
Su Yun tied Qing Qiu Yue up again, but Qing Qiu Yue didn't struggle. She had lost her sense of touch and couldn't feel that she was being tied up.
Without touch, hearing, and vision, she was at the mercy of others.
"The reason why we have the illusion of being touched is because the breath coming out of the Burial Dragon Tomb compresses our nerves and begins to block our sense of touch."
Su Yun also felt something touching him, and his sense of touch seemed to be getting more and more acute. However, this was just an illusion of touch, and his sense of touch was slowly losing.
More cold sweat broke out on his forehead. He groped around and found something, which he barely identified as Li Xiaofan.
He tied up Li Xiaofan, and at this time, he also lost his sense of touch.
"The fox is not equal!"
Su Yun opened his mouth to shout, but couldn't hear any sound. He groped around but couldn't feel anything!
"Qi and blood! Yes, I can still feel the uneven blood!"
Su Yun desperately stimulated the transformation of the furnace, tried his best to stir up his own energy and blood, and used his heart to sense the surroundings. Finally, figures in the darkness appeared in his sensing "vision".
Su Yun found Hu Buping and reached out to grab him, but he couldn't feel whether he had caught Hu Buping.
He could only rely on his binding experience and his sense of Qi and blood to tie up Hu Buping.
After doing all this, he tied the four fox demons behind his back before continuing to move forward.
"I can no longer feel my legs, nor my hands, and the smell of blood in my mouth is getting weaker and weaker."
Su Yun licked the wound on his lip, but he could no longer find the location where he had bitten it.
His sense of taste and smell have been completely lost due to the pressure of Qi and blood.
Losing all five senses, he felt like a corpse, walking in pure unknown.
He didn't even know whether he was going uphill or downhill, or whether he was already walking on the edge of the cliff, or whether he was walking into the mouth of a monster!
"I have to get out of Burial Dragon Tomb before I lose consciousness. Otherwise, it will be all over."
Su Yun could no longer feel his body, and his consciousness was slowly losing. He could only move his legs and feet mechanically as the yellow bell rotated, and kept moving forward according to the geographical map in his mind, back to the cliff.
It was boundless darkness. Only the yellow clock and the geographical map in his mind were still lit. Only his sense of the aura of Huahu and other fox demons told him that they were still alive.
Su Yun continued to move forward. After an unknown amount of time, the energy and blood of Huahu and others disappeared in his mind.
His consciousness is getting weaker and weaker.
Su Yun continued to move forward: "There is still time, it is not dark yet, no matter what the foreign object is, it cannot come out if it is still light!"
With his last will, he told his body to move forward. Although he couldn't feel his legs and feet, he believed that his body would continue to move forward under the control of this consciousness.
After a long time, Su Yun stopped. The yellow bell and geographical map in his mind told him that there was a cliff ahead!
He has walked out of Burial Dragon Tomb!
"Why?"
Su Yun fell into panic, and was completely overwhelmed by the huge fear in his heart. He seemed to have turned into the child who found himself locked up in a small "house": "I walked out of Burial Dragon Tomb, why did Wu Jie
Or lost? Have I actually never moved? Am I still buried in the Dragon Tomb?"
He almost collapsed, and the last will and consciousness that supported him was disintegrating.
At this moment, the energy and blood of Huahu and others appeared in his "vision".
Su Yun was startled, and then he felt the smell of blood in his mouth, and the pain came from his lips. His body was slowly regaining consciousness, and the pure tranquility gradually disappeared from his ears. He vaguely heard the trumpet of the funeral in Niujiazhuang.
The sound is caused by hundreds of birds paying homage to the phoenix.
He felt the weight on his back, his legs and feet.
The fear in his heart turned into hot tears, spewing out of his eyes, and the warm tears wet his cheeks.
He tremblingly stretched out his left foot and tried forward. There was nothing in front of him.
That's where the cliff is, just like the geographical map in his mind!
Su Yun stood on the edge of the cliff, his face full of tears, but he laughed.
Huahu and the others on his back were awakened by his laughter, and their six senses were restored. Only then did they see Su Yun binding them tightly and standing on the edge of the cliff with them on his back, and there was an abyss below.
If they take one more step forward, they will be smashed to pieces!
The four fox demons did not dare to move.
Suddenly, Su Yun stepped forward and walked along the edge of the cliff and abyss. Huahu and others were horrified, and Hu Buping even let out a piercing scream. This time, no one blocked his mouth.
However, Su Yun's steps were always as steady as Mount Tai, and he was always only one step away from the abyss.
Walking across the abyss is like walking on flat ground.
Unknowingly, his character became more stable again.
He walked back and forth twice, then stopped, put down the four foxes on his back, and untied the fairy rope.
The bodies of the four fox demons were sore and weak, lying on the edge of the cliff, breathing heavily.
The last ray of light from the setting sun shone down and fell on the young man's face, which warmed him and dispelled the chill of the burial in Longling Tomb.
It's getting dark and the sun is setting.
Night has come.
The melodious dragon roar came from the dragon burial mausoleum, clear and long, and the sound seemed to hide the loneliness of the long years, which made people feel sad.
The roar of the dragon makes people feel as if they can see a real dragon swimming alone in the starry sky, crossing the endless journey from one planet to another, looking for his partner.
Su Yun was about to throw out the Immortal Roar and leave this place, when he heard the dragon's roar, he couldn't help being slightly startled: "This sound... Second brother, is there the spirit of the dragon in the valley?"
Huahu stood up and looked into the valley. It was still dusk, and he saw a green dragon flying in the air with a dark light, slowly flying around his tomb and shuttling between the trees.
The dragon spirit sang while flying, seeming to be describing the loneliness across the vast starry sky.
"It's that dragon ghost."
Huahu gritted his teeth and said: "It must have been this thing just now. It oppressed us so much that we lost all six senses and almost died in the Burial Dragon Tomb."
"This is strange."
Su Yun frowned, with a strange look on his face, and murmured: "If Long Ling is still in the valley, then the whole village will eat Jiao Shuao, who will he take away?"
Huahu woke up, his eyes widened and his mouth opened.
The other three little foxes each got up, and they all saw horror in each other's eyes.
Yes, who did Jiao Shuao take away?
The dragon spirit of Shenlong is still in the valley, lingering next to his corpse, so the rustling sound next to Jiao Shuao must not be the spirit of the dragon.
In this valley, apart from the divine dragon's spirit, there is only one other thing!
"The foreign object that fell together with Shenlong!"
Hu Buping blurted out and shouted: "The whole village thought that what they took away was the dragon spirit, but they didn't know that what he took away was the foreign object!"