Zhenshanhai

The water waves jumped up to cover the island in the lake, and the Huaguang water vapor rolled into the air, like a water curtain barrier to seal the island, instantly blocking the prying eyes of the inner and outer spiritual senses.

When the tens of thousands of hectares of water curtain crashed down, stirring up turbulent waves, the monks who stayed outside held their breaths to watch carefully, and the group of young masters and uncles in Jianyu, like the previous monks, had disappeared without a sound.

As for the three people on the island, they saw the scene around them intertwined and distorted, the sky changed from light to dark, and the scene suddenly changed in the next moment, and they were already in a sea of ​​red flowers.

Looking through the blue-grey mist covering the world, a hazy red sun hangs high in the sky, the sky is gray-black, the sky is dim, and the surroundings are foggy and gloomy.

A boundless and wide black river with cold air traverses from east to west.

There is a mottled red road on both sides of the river.

The road is paved with jade debris, no soil is seen, and black and red blood plasma is splashed on it, and no grass has grown.

On the side of the avenue near the river, there is an endless sea of ​​bright and fiery flowers.

In the depths of the sea of ​​flowers, there are continuous undulating and steep mountains, and if they are further away, they will be hidden in the blue mist and cannot be seen clearly.

The dense red flowers were piled up and crowded, Lin Pu moved his steps, and the cold white bones were faintly exposed in the gaps between the flowers under his feet.

The foggy world, the red sun and the black sky, the cold foggy river, the red blood road and the vast sea of ​​flowers on the bank are really spooky, not like a paradise.

Lin Pu led the witch to release her spiritual awareness, and Ming Huai also showed her magic weapon to protect her body.

The three of them came out of the sea of ​​flowers and were about to embark on the red blood road when a thunderbolt struck from behind them and went straight to Lingyi.

Lin Pu rolled up his golden wings, hugged the witch to protect her, and slashed down with the other wings side by side like a knife. The metal friction clanged harshly, and easily split the violent lightning strikes.

Immediately, the thunder whips in the distance fluttered like the wind, waving and trembling, and there were thunderous thunder strikes, only aimed at Lin Pu.

Seeing this, Ming Huai quickly sacrificed a protective umbrella to block in front of the two female cultivators, but the lightning interweaved and condensed into a blast, breaking Ming Huai's protection in an instant.

Amidst the roar of thunder, a soft rattan whip poised to hide in it, quietly drilled out from the ground and rolled it into Lin Pu's arms.

Sure enough, he came to Lingyi.

A fierce red light flashed in Lin Pu's eyes, and a phantom of a sacred tree appeared behind him out of thin air, and a hundred or so green-tailed sky apes came out from the branches whistling and swinging vines!

The ape jumped, rolled and fell to the ground, crawling on the ground, swallowing his spiritual power, and the ground lit up with a dark yellow light in an instant!

The evil forces of the thick soil intertwined into a giant net, forcibly entangled the formless leaping thunder light!

The thunderbolt and the vine whip condensed into a horned dragon struggling with thunderous elements, rushing from left to right and unable to break free.

At the same time, a golden-red light burst from around Lin Pu's body!

Two hundred pairs of bright red male and female small swords shot out violently to nail the horned dragon firmly, the thunder rattan whip whined and its light faded, and the magic weapon was destroyed and rendered useless in an instant.

Thousands of sharp feathers on the golden wings whizzed out, turning into a golden torrent and blasting towards the distant hills fiercely!

Several rays of light on the hill merged together, narrowly blocking the bright golden light.

But Geng Jin Lie Lie, the follow-up bombardment continued, seeing that the photomask was about to shatter due to the rapid spread of cracks, and his side was sure of victory, Ming Huai turned his eyes to look into the distance.

When he saw several distorted faces struggling to resist gnashing of teeth behind the mask, Ming Huai's complexion changed, and he quickly persuaded: "Friend Lin, those monks who seem to be teleported in before are not enemies!"

Lin Pu's face was stern, and he turned a deaf ear, but he heard someone on the hill exhale and shout loudly: "But the little master uncle is here? Disciple Wang Yu, bring the brothers and sisters to visit the master uncle!"

Wang Yu... the elder brother of the late Xingtang Wang Feng, a disciple of the inner disciple of the Yaofeng Peak in Muxing Island, Jianyu?

Lin Pu narrowed his eyes slightly, most of the red light in them faded away.

The neck was hooked and lowered by the person in his arms, Ling Yi pressed against her forehead and heart, pressed one hand on her chest, while looking at her, his eyes gently called her name.

Lin Pu closed his eyes, and the evil spirit of the sea of ​​consciousness was forced to recede.

When he opened his eyes again, the mask had been smashed and shattered. Thousands of golden feathers turned in an instant and shattered the dangerous peak beside the hill, and the floating dust blown all over the group of monks.

Wang Yu took the lead and flew forward with a group of frightened monks, and bowed down to Lin Pu with a group of sword field disciples.

Lin Pu nodded and waved, Yin Hong's little sword flew behind him and disappeared.

She looked to one side of the pale man, whose magic weapon was scrapped to bite back the injured gentle man, her eyes were cold, and she pursed her lips and said: "I'm sorry, I confiscated it and stopped it, it ruined Daozi's Thunder Vine Whip."

Long Zhu smiled wryly and shook his head.

"Uncle Lin was joking, I offended you first. Seeing that you are about to embark on the road of devouring souls and blood, you are in a hurry to attack directly, and you have misunderstood..."

There is no way out of this weird foggy world, and Long Zhu and others have just entered it not long ago.

But they were lucky, as soon as they came in, they met a group of monks who had been teleported from before, and learned that this world was weird, the Wuhe River would sink at the touch of a touch, and the bare blood roadman would die as soon as he stepped on it.

Before I could do any more investigation, I saw three more people coming in from a distance.

Seeing that the three of them were walking on the road of blood, and Ling Yi was among them, Long Zhu didn't care to remind him, and immediately wanted to bring Ling Yi over.

But he didn't want Lin Pu to destroy his magic weapon directly and fiercely.

A group of people were verifying and understanding the situation with each other, when they heard a thunder, the red sun was covered, and blood rained from far to near between the sky and the earth.

Where the rain has passed, countless delicate red flowers burst out from the gaps in the sea of ​​flowers, with stamens stretched and branches swaying happily.

The rain of blood dripped down the fog river, and the gray black ghost fog slowly overflowed and drifted away.

Looking around, blood mist rose from the sea of ​​flowers, dark wind came from the river of mist, blood and energy were intertwined, and a thick and evil spirit slowly invaded everyone.

A group of cultivators showed fear in their eyes.

This sinister wind can not only devour living beings, but also follow the breath of living people.

They had folded a lot of people to go in before, and then came here in hiding, but the bloody rain and evil wind came after them again.

Just as he was about to escape, Lin Pu stopped Wang Yu and the others from grazing.

"Blood rain is chasing after you. It's not a good idea to spend your Lingyuan east and hide in Tibet. Let's all gather here, and I'll take you out first."

As long as it is not cut off from the mainland and heaven, Lin Pu's Vientiane Piercing Mudun can be used.

Before she followed Minghuai into Dongyangjin, she had already made preparations.

After all, she and Ming Huai were not familiar with each other, knowing people and faces but not knowing her heart, Lin Pu was on guard against him in his heart, and stayed behind before following him, letting Xiao Lian Yao secretly leave a flower branch outside.

Now that the backhand comes in handy, although it consumes a lot of energy, it is nothing to take everyone out together.

Lin Pu put the group of apes back into the demon bag, and was about to use his escape method, when the ghost general who followed in early and disappeared came out from nowhere.

He danced and danced, his face was full of excitement, and shouted from a distance: "Master, don't leave before you wait! This place has a connection with the underworld, and it is completely harmless to you. Floating flowers grow on both sides of the bank. A short section of Huangquan Road that was lost!"

Lin Pu was slightly stunned, and took out the ghost seal, only to see the dark and thick fog churning and trembling, the Transformation Realm was shaken for a moment, the black sky disappeared, and the group of people immediately moved to the island in the lake.

None of the people fell, and all of them were spit out by the cave.After a while, the cultivators who had been involved in the cave a few years ago were also thrown out.

Different from Long Zhu and others, the group of cultivators who were thrown out last had been swallowed by the blood mist and wind. At this time, all five senses were closed, and they fell to the ground one by one like wooden stakes.

The fellow friends who were waiting anxiously outside the island hurried forward to help and inquire. Seeing this group of people with their eyes closed and motionless, they were all worried.

The ghost general stood aside with his arms around his shoulders and said sneeringly: "What's the hurry, my life is saved, but the soul of the primordial spirit has been taken away, what's the big deal!"

After he finished speaking, he snorted: "My master is a nobleman of the Nether Yin Division. It is a blessing for you to meet her. Since everyone has been sent out completely, it is no problem to spit out the soul that was taken away. Just wait!"

This triumphant energy, as if everything is done by him.

"What about her?"

Seeing the witch frowned, the ghost general immediately restrained his expression, and honestly smiled and said: "It will take some time for the master to refine this hell, and I don't know how long it will be..."

At this moment, Long Zhu stepped forward, as if he wanted to talk to her, Lingyi turned his eyes to look at him, and Long Zhu's footsteps stopped.

Today is not what it used to be, when Lingyi enters the heavenly ranks, it is like a fish jumping over a dragon's gate. Since then, the world is vast and the future is boundless.

No matter how noble the status of Daozi Longzhu is, it cannot compare with the weight of a demon sect elder.

No one among Qinglingmen disciples dared to gossip behind their backs anymore, even the head teacher and elders let go, saying that as long as Longzhu can impress the witch, Qinglingmen is willing to marry Guming Mountain, and Mrs. Daozi said never again. It's not a vacancies...

Long Zhu smiled bitterly.

He originally thought that the biggest obstacle between them was the bondage of the sect and the difference in status.

But after all these years, Long Zhu has already seen clearly that the biggest obstacle is Ling Yi himself.

The witch's temperament is not gentle, she is a gentle fairy when she is willing to cover up.

The guilt he has always felt, the magic weapon and elixir that she accepted when he was sent to Guming Mountain, and the penance of being sent to Beiming for a hundred years to bear the blame for her crimes, I am afraid that they are all touching him .

The Witch doesn't care at all.

And everything that happened back then, the internal reason and cause and effect may not be what he thought, Lingyi should have done something in it.

Seeing the witch looking at him lazily, Long Zhu laughed at himself, shook his head and let go of his thoughts, and stood side by side with her, watching the group of monks meditating and recovering to help each other.

"Breakthrough into a long journey, I haven't congratulated you yet, I heard that you have been retreating in Guming Mountain, this time you are traveling in the form of an avatar?"

"Well, let's go out for a walk."

The past and the past are intricately intertwined, and it is impossible to say who owes whom.

Really careful calculation, everyone is at fault, and no one is innocent.

But if they let go of their past quarrels and the unreasonable friendship, the two can barely be considered old friends.

After chatting calmly for a few more words, Long Zhu suddenly turned his head and said seriously: "I have always wanted to know, if I hadn't been so self-righteous at the beginning, I would have kept that demon seed... No matter whether you were hypocritical at the beginning, in the end, you would Do you like me?"

Ling Yi smiled and said nothing.

Long Zhu also laughed, and stopped asking, and sighed as if talking to himself: "But if it happens again, I will still destroy it."

"Although jealousy is a low-level demon way, it is extremely difficult to practice.

I have searched ancient books, and in the records alone, the Demon God of Jealousy and Resentment has donated a total of 11 three demon seeds since he attained the Dao. The demons who practice this Dao are all jealous and madmen without exception.

It's either jealousy and madness that can't die alone, or the heart of resentment blinds the mind, provoking the arrogance and power to die at the hands of others. "

"A Ling, you deserve better."

The author has something to say:

The two chapters today and tomorrow should be together, but I lost my head and didn’t finish coding QAQ

Write more tonight, nothing more than three things, tomorrow must be something!