Mozun was attacked by fake crying bag

Bai Zizhuo absolutely did not expect that such a place existed in Huangquan, the stinging pain made him short of breath, and he could not tell the difference between south, east and north, but the scene in front of him had to wake him up.

Ghost Domain, although it is not so barren that there is no grass, but it should definitely not have such a scene.

The glazed ground that is clearer than ice and snow, and the roof that seems to be shining with stars, this place is like a pure and flawless palace.

As soon as Bai Zizhuo came here, he immediately bit the tip of his tongue, so that he could not distinguish the scene in front of him. He cheered up, quickly scanned around, and analyzed what this place was used for. If it was someone else's residence, he would definitely One should not have entered here so easily.

Taking heavy steps, Bai Zizhuo went deep into the palace step by step, all he could see was a piece of whiteness, the whiteness in front of his eyes made his eyes black, and before he was about to faint, he faintly saw a figure, that person was in the pile of bones Smile at him.

Bai Zizhuo shook his head, and silently recited the mantra of purifying the heart several times, and his mind regained a little bit of wisdom.

"You are an interesting person, but you just shake your head when you come to me."

The young man's crisp voice came from not far away, Bai Zizhuo pinched his fingertips into the flesh, barely let himself fall down by relying on the pain, and carefully looked at the young man in front of him.

It was a black-clothed boy who was only sixteen or seventeen years old, with a handsome face, and there seemed to be a lingering evil in his eyes, but there was only innocent yearning for the outside world in his eyes.

It was such a young man who was locked on a high platform, with dark and heavy chains all over his hands and body.

"Who are you?" Bai Zizhuo asked with difficulty.

After saying a word, he looked at the other party and smiled. The black-clothed boy who was waiting for the other party to commit suicide froze for a moment, and then his face was full of surprise, "You can actually see me."

Not long ago, Bai Ziyan was plotted by the little domain master, and he was temporarily separated from his master. He was able to escape here only because of strong support, the poison entered his body, and his spiritual power was exhausted. His physical condition was extremely poor, and his mind had become rigid It was difficult to tell what the black-clothed boy was saying, and after a moment of reaction, he asked, "Shouldn't I see you?"

"Hey," the black-clothed boy actually laughed after yelling in surprise, "It's not that you shouldn't, but you are the second person who can see me in so many years."

Bai Zizhuo frowned, "So, who are you?"

The black-clothed boy smiled even more happily, his brows and eyes filled with joy, "I don't know who I am, I don't have a name, I've been trapped here since I woke up, Brother Jianxiu saved me from here, OK."

Bai Zizhuo frowned even tighter, looking carefully at the young man trapped on the high platform, "How to save?"

"Brother Jianxiu, it's very simple, as long as you help me open the chain." The boy in black smiled more innocently.

Bai Zizhuo stared at the boy in black, and faintly saw a dark light flashing in the boy's eyes.

"Brother Jianxiu, hurry up, that person might be back soon."

that person.

who?

Bai Zizhuo began to lose control due to poisonous hair, and his dull brain asked this question, but his body could not help but approach the black-clothed boy, bewitched by the other's words, he should hurry up, there are bad guys coming, He wanted to rescue the little boy as soon as possible.

At a distance of less than two or three meters from the opponent, a piece of jade pendant worn by Bai Zizhuo shone with dazzling light, and suddenly shattered, making a crisp sound of "click".

The sound of the jade pendant shattering made Bai Zizhuo pause for a moment, and suddenly came back to his senses, and saw that he was less than one meter away from the boy in black.

The shattering of the jade pendant made Bai Zizhuo's eyes clearer than ever before. The young man in front of him is not a pure and harmless poor man. His side is full of bones. He is not on a high platform, but a hill made of bones. .

Bai Zizhuo backed away in horror, holding the sword quickly in his hand, facing the young man in black with the sword, even though his hand was already limp and weak, the sword was still held straight by him, not even trembling at all.

The boy in black was not surprised after his little illusion was seen through. If he couldn't even see through this mere illusion, it would be too boring. He glanced at the sword contemptuously, "Vulgar powder."

At the end of his words, Bai Zizhuo's sword unexpectedly broke in that instant, breaking into pieces.

Bai Zizhuo pursed his lips, another sword appeared in his hand in an instant, the blade was sharp, and in an instant he used the sword technique that Immortal Chen Tianzun had taught him not long ago, that sword might not be able to use it in his heyday Come out, but it may be a matter of life and death, or for some other reason, in that instant, Bai Zizhuo's sword was smooth to the extreme, without thinking, the hand has already moved by itself, that sword is much more ordinary than just now It actually broke through some kind of invisible barrier, almost hitting the boy in black.

But when it was an inch closer to the boy in black, the sword broke again.

Bai Zizhuo clenched his lower lip tightly, a little blood was already on his lips, and the bright red color stained his bloodless lips, only to hear the young man say: "My brother Jianxiu said that these are just vulgar and vulgar powder. How could a sword that can only be called a spirit sword hurt me."

Forcibly operating the exhausted spiritual power, Bai Zizhuo, who was at the end of his strength, was able to survive the pain caused by the rash use of spiritual power just now. His eyes turned black, and he seemed to hear the young man saying in his ears, "Sacrifice for me!" Okay, brother Jianxiu."

Bai Zizhuo wanted to refuse, to break free from the dizziness, but he couldn't control the dizziness with his own strength.

How to do?

His fingertips dug into the meat vigorously, dripping blood, Bai Zizhuo held on strongly, and exhausted a lot of strength to back up. After taking half a step back, Bai Zizhuo felt as if he had been frozen by some force.

Looking up, the black-clothed boy who was trapped among the piles of bones had a gloomy face at this time, the evil spirit between his eyebrows and eyes was doubled, and the clear boy's voice turned into a hoarse and deep whisper, "No one who enters this place can escaped alive."