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Prehistoric.

In the confusion and darkness, the death energy is thick and surging like the tide, and it is bitingly cold, like falling into an ice cellar.

In the void, one after another golden-armored figures were surrounded by real fire, gathering like a stream. They were all silent, walking backwards towards the depths.

Step, step, step...

The sound of subtle steps echoed in the wilderness.

Yinjiang's linen clothes fluttered, and she carried a long bow on her back. By her side, "Xiang Zai", "Gu Miao" and "Kong Meng" followed closely.

A very familiar voice kept ringing in the ears of the four of them: "You four, how did you feel when you chanted the king's name just now?"

"Xiang Zai", "Gu Miao" and "Kong Meng" all have doubts in their hearts. With the temperament of "Cui Yu", they shouldn't be curious about such questions!

The monks at Wushi Villa each claim to be the Immortal King, Immortal Lord, or Immortal Emperor Linchen of the upper world. Even if "Zun" really asked him to recite the king's name, "Cuiyu" would not agree.

It is even more impossible to come and ask these "inferior immortals" for their opinions!

With this thought in their minds, the three of them were very tacit and said nothing in reply.

The same is true for Yin Jiang. She is a monk in the past years and has more experience than the three "Xiang Zai"!

Seeing no response from the four people, the voice of "Cui Yu" gradually disappeared.

Soon, the four people's ears fell into silence, and there was no more words from "Chuiyu".

It was only then that "Xiang Zai" said with a serious face: "Something happened to 'Cuiyu'!"

"Next, any voice of 'Cuiyu' cannot be responded to."

The other three did not speak, but they all acquiesced to "Xiang Zai's" view.

Almost at the next moment, "Zun"'s voice suddenly reached the ears of the four people: "'Cuiyu' is dead."

"Be careful of 'yes'!"

"Be careful of the 'Heart-Eater'!"

The four of them were not surprised when they heard that "Cuiyu" had died.

But just like before, they also did not respond to the sound of "Zun".

As his mind was spinning, "Kong Meng" immediately asked: "What is 'Heart-Eating Secret'?"

Yin Jiang said lightly: "Reminiscing about the past is similar to the inner demon."

"As long as you can overcome your inner demons, you don't need to worry about 'heart-eating evil'."

"However, there is one thing you must remember!"

"Don't look back at any time!"

Hearing this, "Xiang Zai" and the other three people immediately wrote these things down. "Ying Sheng Shui" couldn't take any precautions. Yin Jiang actually took a big risk by answering their questions at this time!

Just as he was thinking about it, a very familiar call immediately sounded in "Kong Meng"'s ears: "'Kong Meng'..."

"'Kong Meng'..."

"'Kong Meng'!"

It's "Ink Rose"!

"Cuiyu" fell and "Mogui" entered the game!

"Kong Meng"'s expression remained unchanged, and despite "Mo Gui"'s call echoing repeatedly in his ears, there was no response.

Soon, the sound of "Mogui" stopped.

Step, step, step...

Thousands of golden armors continue to move backwards.

After a while, "Xiang Zai"'s ears also heard the voice of "Mo Gui": "Senior 'Xiang Zai'... Senior 'Xiang Zai'..."

"Xiang Zai", like "Kong Meng", also had no response.

This is the underworld.

The two realms are separated, and under normal circumstances, it is impossible for them to hear the call of "Ink Rose".

What calls them now is "Yingshengye"!

Seeing that "Xiang Zai" didn't respond at all, "Mo Gui"'s voice quickly disappeared.

At this time, Yin Jiang, "Xiang Zai", "Gu Miao", and "Kong Meng" all felt their shoulders sink, and a slender, pale, cold-cold arm put their shoulders.

This arm is like ten thousand years of black ice. The coldness instantly penetrates the cassock and invades the Taoist body. It seems to be the coldness from the deepest part of the netherworld, which can freeze the soul!

However, during the detection of the four people's spiritual thoughts, there was clearly nothing on their shoulders!

In an instant, an extremely strong desire arose in the hearts of "Xiang Zai", "Gu Miao" and "Kong Meng".

They eagerly wanted to look back immediately to see what was behind them...

As soon as this thought came up, the necks of the three people began to rotate involuntarily, and their eyes began to move back.

The next moment, "Kong Meng" immediately relied on the cultivation strength of being promoted to immortal at this moment, and forcibly stopped the movement of turning around.

She flicked her sleeves and immediately slapped her behind with her palm.

But at this moment, a clear and sweet voice suddenly came from behind her: "Senior sister! Do you see what I found?"

This voice sounded extremely familiar. At the same time, the scene around "Kong Meng" changed, from deep darkness to a world of blue sky, green water, and green grass in the blink of an eye.

Not far away, a huge monster fell to the ground. It looked like a rhinoceros and was huge. Blood gurgled from the wound on its neck, and soon a small pool of blood gathered on the grass.

There was a fishy smell in the pool of blood, and bubbles of various sizes kept appearing, as if countless living creatures were squirming.

"Kong Meng" looked at this scene and immediately remembered that this was the scene when he was still very low in cultivation, in order to form a first-grade golden elixir, he traveled with his disciples and killed a monster beast that harmed mortal creatures.

This is the first time that the sisters have traveled far away. After leaving the protection of the sect, they have broadened their horizons a lot, but they have also suffered a lot...

Without finishing his thoughts, "Kongmeng"'s fingertips immediately ignited a cluster of light pink spiritual fire, turned into a sharp blade, and cut into the pool of blood flowing from the monster beast!

The next moment, the pool of blood began to burn, and the squirming like living creatures inside became more intense, and countless blood-colored insects were wiped out.

At the same time, behind her, the scream of the junior sister came: "Senior sister!"

"Help me!!"

"Kong Meng" looked sad, but had no intention of looking back.

Yes, the junior sister she grew up with, whose qualifications were no less than those of her classmates, fell into this demon-slaying...

The monster in front of them was not difficult to kill for them at that time, but they did not know that this monster had already been parasitized by Gu insects.

After killing the monster, the two did not notice the problem immediately. Instead, they were attracted by this landscape that few people visited, and they played and joked for a while before preparing to deal with the aftermath.

And such a delay...

"Sister! Save me!"

"Sister, why didn't you save me? Did you do it on purpose?"

"You know that Master likes me more, so you take the opportunity to kill me, right?"

"Senior sister...senior sister...you are my fellow senior sister, I...I don't blame you..."

"I'm about to die, can you hug me?"

"You...look at me again..."

"Senior sister...are you going to leave me in this strange place..."

"Will you come to see me again..."

"Kongmeng" sat quietly among the long grass, watching the pool of blood in front of him being burned away bit by bit, the sadness in his eyes became more intense, his neck held high, but he didn't move at all.

The mountain breeze ruffled the grass tips and the green waves undulated. Her whole body was like a sculpture.

...Just when "Kong Meng" fell into the memory of the past, "Gu Miao" also stopped turning back in an instant.

Keng!

As soon as Qingyin came out, his flying sword was about to be unsheathed.

At this moment, the surrounding environment suddenly changed.

Huh...huh...huh...

The wind is howling and the mountain road is rugged.

"Gu Miao" found himself climbing up an extremely steep mountain with very difficult steps, his hair tied up and his feet bare.

This mountain peak seems to rise from the ground and reach into the sky, towering and majestic.

There is no grass growing on it, and there are piles of ice and frost. There are only long swords of different shapes, some are slender and sharp, some are heavy and steady, some are light and elegant, some are strange and dark, some are bright and majestic, some are as elegant as jade... They are like a forest, spread all over.

The whole mountain.

The vast and majestic sword intent is like torrential wind and snow, lingering around the mountains, echoing and roaring.
To be continued...