Chapter 459: Escape into the ghost world (middle)

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Ling Xiao went straight to the extension of the practice and rushed over, while the right hand turned over, a huge rock appeared in front of him, facing the road and bombarded the past. The spurt of the road was squeaky, and the boulder was cut open, and it was placed on the chest of the monk carrying Xu Ziyan.
Although the boulder had already lost the road to seven or eighty-eight, but the practice was still bombarded, the monk spurted a blood on his head and swayed, but still slammed toward the opposite side. past.
The opposite monk once again took out the flying sword, and the squadron leader behind him was already close. A big hand appeared in the air and caught it with Xu Ziyan. There was a blockage before, and after the pursuit of the soldiers, the monk carrying Xu Ziyan was somewhat flustered. Had to move laterally, avoiding the opposite side of the practice. But at this time his heart was already cold, and the big hand in the air was overwhelming.
"Ziyan, I love you!"
The monk no longer pays attention to the big hand in the air, and does not run away. Instead, he turns his head and looks at the Xu Ziyan behind him. His eyes are full of affection.
Xu Ziyan was awakened by this "I love you", and he couldn’t help but blurt out:
"Ling Wei!"
Suddenly felt the above winds pressed down. Looking up, it was a giant palm that was caught by the two of them.
Xu Ziyan was very hurt at this time, and he had no spare capacity to release a spell that could compete with the giant palm. Had to helplessly, the five thousand flamingos in the seal of the purple smoke space swarmed out.
"嗡~~"
The humming sound of the sky, five thousand firebird spells reaching the fourth order rushed out. The beautiful flames are released, flying in the space of the secluded space, like a sea of ​​fire, burning the giant palm of the air. Destroyed to the bottom. The whole Nether seems to be a sea of ​​fire, hot temperatures, raging flames, ruthlessly swallowing the surrounding monks.
The squadron's figure quickly retreated, his face full of shock and fear. Ling Xiao also stunned in the air and looked at everything in front of him in disbelief.
"go!"
Xu Ziyan snorted and then stunned again. Ling Xiao suddenly realized that he came over. As soon as the figure was floating, he flew toward the ghost world. In an instant, I passed the entrance to the Nether. Enter into the ghost world.
Although there is no chase behind, Ling Xiao is still flying in vain. He didn't know that the firebirds had been released again. If they couldn't release them, now they both were injured. If the squadron leader chased them up, they would only have one dead end.
If you want to get rid of the pursuit, you will only go deep into the ghost world. Although the ghost world is equally dangerous. Even more dangerous than Nether. However, the ghost world is too big. As long as you find a place to hide, you may not be able to be discovered by Rakshasa.
Carrying Xu Ziyan all the way, Ling Xiao’s mind kept playing back the scene of the past. The first time I liked Xu Ziyan, it was after the two people collaborated in the town. The wisdom of Xu Ziyan, the calmness of Xu Ziyan, the leadership ability of Xu Ziyan, and of course the beauty of Xu Ziyan, and the loyalty of Xu Ziyan. Treat yourself to your friends. Even at his own expense. Treating the enemy, even if the enemy is the most powerful monk under the sun, she dares to regret it. This made Ling Xiao, who had a bitter experience, respectful to Xu Ziyan, but also deeply planted the seeds he liked.
From childhood. I lived a life of escape, carrying a sea of ​​enmity. Although still a young man today. But Ling Xiao’s heart is full of vicissitudes. Such a person, once he falls in love with a woman, will have no regrets.
The feelings of young men, who has no dream like poetry? The same is true of the vicissitudes of life. The one who led his family's youth generation, survived and died, confronted the entire northern encirclement, and finally returned to the family's Xu Ziyan is his dream of Ling Xiaoxin.
In his dreams, he also went through thousands of hardships like Xu Ziyan, reported his seas and revenge, and returned to Chiyangzong. Then and Xu Ziyan fairy monks laughed proudly. He once secretly painted a painting. In the painting, Xu Ziyan and his footed cranes, together with the clouds, the two people are fluttering, and their faces are full of happiness.
In the painting, he was so embarrassed that he couldn't change his slightest look despite the hurricane. And Xu Ziyan is leaning on his shoulder, looking at his eyes with tenderness.
That is the scene that he imagined in his heart. As a man, he felt that he should have the strongest shoulders, and he could hold up the sky for the beloved woman. He wants to protect his beloved woman and let her affectionate eyes move for herself.
When he saw Xu Ziyan again in the Nether today, there was some frustration at one time. He found that the cultivation of Xu Ziyan was the eleventh floor of the foundation period, just like him. He was no worse than himself. And I still think about using my strong shoulders to care for Xu Ziyan. Such a scene and the dreams in his heart are really too far apart, making him feel inferior.
Until later, Xu Ziyan was injured. When Ling Xiao was in pain, he rushed over without hesitation and protected Xu Ziyan. He waited for a long time. After meeting with Xu Ziyan, he liked it for a long time when he liked Xu Ziyan. However, Xu Ziyan has never given Ling Xiao the opportunity. Now that this opportunity is in sight, even if it is to pay for it, Ling Xiao is not hesitating.
As I flew, I felt agitated. Looking back at Xu Ziyan, I found Xu Ziyan fainted. I couldn't help but feel a pain in my heart, but he didn't feel it in his chest. A sword scar was bleeding. It was the wound that was created by the sword.
Suddenly remembered in my mind, Xu Ziyan refused his scene in Zhongducheng. I can't help but feel more pain in my heart. Looking back at Xu Ziyan's pale face. Extend a hand and gently lick the face of Xu Ziyan. At this time, he couldn't wait to run with Xu Ziyan endlessly, even if he ran to the ends of the earth, even if he ran to the end of the world, as long as Xu Ziyan was on his back.
but. Ling Xiao’s heart is very clear. dream! Always a dream! It is impossible to become a reality! His thoughts, Xu Ziyan did not know. And he explicitly refused him. If it wasn’t for the time to meet in the Nether, I must have forgotten that Ziyan had gradually forgotten him.
Ling Xiao suddenly felt a bit sour in his heart. Something is moist in the eyes. Put the stunned Xu Ziyan on his back and then fly back toward the darker ghosts.
Suddenly, the shape of the flight of Ling Xiao stopped. The heart was shocked. In the dimly opposite sky, a team of Raksha slowly flew in his direction.
Ling Xiaoda, hurriedly lowered his figure from the air and swept toward a canyon in the mountains. The opposite Rakshasa has already discovered the figure of Ling Xue, and a call is made. Came to the canyon.
Soon it was at the end of the canyon, and Ling Xue’s face was depressed. It turned out that the end of the canyon was a cliff. There was no way for Ling Xiao, so he had to carry Xu Ziyan again and flew to the top of the cliff.
After hearing a few screams, Ling Xiao immediately felt the volatility of the air faintly from all directions. Ling Xiao knows that he has been recruited by Raksha, as long as it is a little longer. I will be surrounded by Rakshasa.
At this time, Ling Xiao knew that he and Xu Ziyan had to die in the ghost world. Xu Ziyan was unconscious and he was injured again. Once he was surrounded by the Rakshasa, the Rakshasa would only be more and more. In the end, if you are tired, you will be exhausted.
Looking around, he has already penetrated the ghost world. There is a black mist in the left front, and Ling Xiao knows that it is a ghost sea, the dead land of the ghost world. Not to mention the person who cultivated the immortal, the Rakshasa of the ghost repair entered the ghost sea. Haven't heard of it yet.
but. At this time, Ling Xiao had no way out, so he had to bite his teeth and rushed to the ghost sea with Xu Ziyan.
Those Rakshasa looked at Ling Xiao with Xu Ziyan rushing into the ghost sea, only to see the black fog bursting. It disappeared the shape of Ling Xiao and Xu Ziyan.
"He entered the ghost sea!" A Luosha stopped and said with shock.
"He is crazy. Don't kill!" Another Rakshasa said with a discolored face.
A squatting arm like Razhao said with a wave of arms: "It is the human being who will not enter the ghost sea and will die. Do we let him go? If so, since he has entered the ghost sea, let's go back!"

When Ling Xiaoyi entered the ghost sea, he had not flew more than ten meters away, and he felt a dizzy stun. Like the first time he learned the clouds and the fog, his body shape fell into the air and fell from the air to the ground. The body lay on the ground and looked up, and the whole sky was covered with dark clouds. Ling Xiao’s knowledge has been somewhat blurred. He seems to see a fluttering, full of happiness, and Xu Ziyan, who has deep affection in his eyes, is flying towards him.
Squeezing his teeth hard, biting his tongue, and a voice echoed in his heart:
"I can't die! Purple smoke is still with me, I want to protect her!"
Ling Xiao once again bit his tongue and let himself be awake. The blood in his mouth flowed down the corner of his mouth and dripped on the ground of the ghost sea, like a beautiful flower.
Struggling to stay awake, trying to widen his eyes, Ling Xiao laboriously flipped over his body, his hands stretched forward, ten fingers clasped the ground tightly, and climbed toward Xu Ziyan.
At this time, Ling Xiaoshen has lost his strength, and his consciousness is in a coma. Xu Ziyan in front of his eyes blurred into several shadows. However, he still climbed to Xu Ziyan little by little, and finally he was half a step away from Xu Ziyan. Ling Xiao raised a hand and stretched it toward Xu Ziyan. Finally, the hand fell weakly. On the ground.
Ling Xiao tried to look up and looked at Xu Ziyan, who was close at hand, and his eyes became blurred and gradually became dark. The skull was heavily squatting on the ground, and the unwilling eyes of Ling Xiao were unable to close.
The sky of the ghost world gradually brightened, but it was bright, but also a blood red light instead of dark red.

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