Jiuxiao

Zhou Yin picked up the cold wooden bow in Mu Jie's hand, and said to Yun Zong, "I'll shoot, you block the monster."

Yun Zong nodded, said no more, pulled out the impermanence knife, and walked forward.

"Can you use spiritual power to simulate the entity of the arrow?" Zhou Yin asked Mu Jie.

Mu Jie said: "I'll try." She stretched out her hand, gathered all her spiritual power in the palm of her hand, tried to concentrate and form an idea in her mind, but she couldn't get her head together.

Over there, Mu Qi had already flown over with a panicked expression, followed by a large number of ice and snow monsters.

Seeing Mu Jie and the others, she couldn't help but shouted: "Sister Jie, help me!"

Yun Zong was most annoyed by this kind of noisy woman, and ignored a monster poking at her waist. Mu Qi had been injured before, but now she was hit on the waist and shoulders, and passed out from the pain. Yun Zong was able to keep his ears clean and continue to deal with the remaining monsters.

"Meditate, meditate." Zhou Yin's faint voice rang in his ears, and Mu Jie's heart really calmed down slowly.

The lightning condensed in his hand, sparks splashed, and slowly took shape. From a small purple-red sphere, it gradually elongated and thinned, and finally turned into the shape of an arrow.

"Give it to me." Zhou Yin said.

Mu Jie held it and handed it to Zhou Yin.

Zhou Yin took the "arrow", took out the Fire and Thunder Talisman and stuck it on the tip of the arrow, and put it on the cold wooden bow.

Hook the string, raise the bow, aim, draw the bow.

The arrows infused with the spiritual power of the two Foundation Establishment cultivators flew out like shooting stars, pointing directly at the red sun.

The arrow hit the red sun.

Countless fiery red fragments burst open immediately, and as those fragments turned into ashes in the air, the light shining all over the earth disappeared instantly, and the entire ice and snow world gradually darkened.

The ice layer under his feet began to crack and collapse.

People keep falling down without any support.

Nothing can stop this downward trend.

Mu Qi's hysterical screams came from his ears.

Mu Jie thought, after all, this cousin of her family is still too delicate. Even if she is considered to be an unborn genius in the family and is favored, she can get the best of everything, but before this, she had never experienced any wind and rain at all. Tried, so the performance at this moment is no different from that of an ordinary person.

"This world is coming to an end." She heard Zhou Yin say so.

Then what will we meet?

In the icy and snowy wind, before he could ask this sentence, his eyes were already plunged into darkness.

You can't see your fingers, but it's not completely dark. Zhou Yin can feel different qi flowing around his body.

For monks, mountains have mountain air, water has water air, and the three souls and seven souls of people are also a kind of air.

After the fall of a monk, the theoretical soul should have been wiped out, but if the obsession is too deep in the heart, or a person with a firm mind, there will often be cases where the soul has not completely disappeared, but it is scattered and incomplete. The spirit of life turned into resentment and fierceness.

There are countless grievances flowing around him right now, and Zhou Yin can even perceive all kinds of encounters they have encountered in his lifetime when he closes his eyes.

Many monks came here one after another for the legendary magic weapon, but they all fell into the sand and slept here forever. For the past 1000 years that the Lianyin Immortal Mansion has been known to the world, many people have come here every time, but in the end they can recover completely. Those who retreated were very few.

When those people died here, the three souls and seven souls were scattered and never extinguished, forming resentment, and as time went on, this resentment became more and more serious, condensed into groups, gathered together, and became the resentment surrounding Zhou Yin at this moment.

These grievances are extremely powerful, carrying with them hundreds of years of experience of tragic death here, they envelop the living beings, eager to devour them.

In such an environment, especially in the dark surroundings, if the mind is a little weak, it is easy to get caught up in it, be assimilated by the bewitching, and finally the spiritual energy is disordered, and he goes mad and dies.

The foot is also invisible, but it seems that every step can be stepped on the ground, Zhou Yin's footsteps have not stopped, and he has been walking forward.

Countless grievances gathered around him, more and more, until he was covered with a layer of thick black air from head to toe.

There was a shrill and shrill scream in my ears. It was the resentment from the monks who had died here. These resentments lasted for thousands of years. With the accumulation of years, the resentment that would be forced to be trapped here for life after life erupted. All vented on the latecomers, so that a vicious circle.

Zhou Yin didn't know where the other people were, and he didn't know if they had encountered the same situation as himself, but he knew that if he stayed where he was, even if his willpower could withstand the attack of these resentful spirits, his body and spirit would be destroyed. Power is also impaired.

Suddenly, a light appeared in front of the dark eyes.

Accompanied by barely audible footsteps, the light became bigger and bigger, as if approaching from far away.

Only then did I see it clearly.

The man was dressed in gorgeous clothes and had a strange appearance.

The palm of the left hand is facing upwards, and a ball of light hangs in the palm and shines brightly, flickering slightly, like a candle.

"Why are you here?" The tone was unexpectedly familiar, even a little surprised and angry. It was the Canghe royal family Yang Qing who had traveled with the young master of Benyun Island earlier.

Zhou Yin didn't speak.

Yang Qing became anxious: "Are you injured?!"

After that, she reached out to grab his arm.

Zhou Yin didn't dodge and let him catch him.

Yang Qing pulled him over and almost hugged him hard. "Say something! Is it really hurt? Where does it hurt?"

Zhou Yin suddenly said: "Zhou Chen."

The hand that grabbed him froze suddenly, then let go.

"What are you talking about, little monk, do you think I am someone?"

His tone returned to his old mockery and banter.

Under the faint light, Zhou Yin stared at him silently for a while, then turned around.

Yang Qing hastily grabbed him. "where did you go?"

Zhou Yin: "It's none of your business, I don't know you."

In desperation, Yang Qing blurted out: "It was Zhou Chen who asked me to take care of you!"

Zhou Yin: "Oh, who is Zhou Chen?"

Yang Qing: "..."

Zhou Yin: "It sounds like it has something to do with me."

Yang Qing frowned: "How can you forget it!"

Zhou Yin: "Why are you so excited, are you Zhou Chen?"

Yang Qing: "..."

He fell silent suddenly, and only after a long time did he make a weak voice: "You clearly remembered just now..."

Yang Qing stretched out his arms and hugged Zhou Yin tightly from behind. "You remember Zhou Chen's, don't you?"

Zhou Yin: "A fat and fat gray chicken that only eats and sleeps?"

Yang Qing was blown away with sadness and sadness: "That's not a gray chicken, it's a red bird!"

Zhou Yin: "Is there any difference?"

"The difference is huge!" Yang Qing said angrily, and suddenly realized, "You recognized me from the very beginning, didn't you?"

Zhou Yin: "Before you broke your shell, I once dripped a drop of blood on it."

Therefore, between Zhou Yin and Zhou Chen, there is naturally a wonderful feeling. Although the other party's safety cannot be sensed by this, no matter how the other party changes, as long as he appears in front of his eyes, he will definitely be able to sense his existence.

Zhou Chen, whose alias was Yang Qing, accused sadly and angrily: "Then you pretended not to know each other. If I hadn't taken the initiative to point it out, how long would it take you to admit it!"

Zhou Yin was very calm: "I thought you lost your memory, so I will cooperate with you."

Cooperating with a ghost made me think that you only like animal-shaped hair balls and not human-shaped Zhou Chen, so I have been worried that you will dislike you and dare not reveal your identity, but you are simply playing with me! ! !

Zhou Chen was roaring in his heart, his expression was distorted.

Zhou Yin commented objectively: "I think it's better for you to become a gray chicken, and it's easy to carry."

Can it be used as a food reserve?

The corner of Zhou Chen's mouth twitched slightly, and his arms hugged him even tighter, and his tone was pitiful and aggrieved: "My lady, I miss you so much!"

Zhou Yin: "What did you just say?"

Zhou Chen: "I miss you so much."

Zhou Yin: "The previous sentence."

Zhou Chen blinked: "Lady."

After a while, screams sounded.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!