Chapter 66 trembling, like walking on thin ice

Magnetism! Magnetic magnetic...

As a lamb fell, several series of bubbles appeared in the bright red green swamp, completely wrapping the lamb's body. In the bubble, the lamb's hair and skin quickly fell off. In just a few seconds, the lamb's almost celestial flesh and blood disappeared, even to the remaining The skeleton also has several bubbles, which continue to decompose into flying ash in the chaotic swamp.

At this moment, Wu Ao, who was locked to death, stood at the foot of the altar and looked at the little lamb that was swallowed by the green water in a blink of an eye, and the pure soul of the lamb being imprisoned in the oasis swamp. At present, the low hissing sound of the little lamb still sounded in Wu's ears. Hearing the scalp-tingling sound, Wu's heart gradually sank.

In the memory of the virtual spirit, in ancient times, in order to open up the many prohibitions in the valley of time, the monks often used living people to guide the way and use corpses to open up a passage to the next space in the oasis swamp, while today's Wu Wei has become the same ancient times. In ancient times, those poor people were generally the waystones.

If Wu Wei's cultivation is still there at this moment, perhaps Wu Wei can also try to awaken the soul source of the virtual spirit, so as to find a way to live in this swallowing swamp. At present, because of the horrible soul attack just now, Wu Wei's soul has not only been greatly traumatized, but also the heart established earlier by Wu Wei and the virtual spirit. The induction can't be built. What should I do now?

It's better to ask for yourself than to ask for others. This sentence is true, but now Wu Wei doesn't even know the key to the chaotic swamp. How can Wu Wei break the situation?

Even if Wu Ao's luck has great luck to protect him, does he really want Wu Ao to put his life on the luck in the underworld? This is definitely not what Wu Ao is willing to see, because no one is willing to entrust his life to heaven and earth, especially a resolute cultivation person like Wu Wei.

For the monk, death is not terrible. The terrible thing is that the monk himself lost his confidence in himself and his invincible belief in the path of proof.

Wu An, carrying the shackles of imprisonment, stood under the altar, stared at the devil in front of him, who seemed to be able to devour all living things, and quickly stirred his brains, hoping to find a trace of hope from the old words of the past.

Looking at Wu Ao, Xiqing, Nian Xiyao and Gong Caidie, who stood under the altar, the three leaders of the three forces of the Heart Demon Sect, Taishang Sect and the Mizong, were obviously dissatisfied with Wu's hesitation. Nian Xiyao in a blood-red war suit, took a step forward and said with a gloomy cheek: "If you want to die, we don't mind. Complete you!"

"The interval between the sand dunes here is less than one foot, and some are more than five feet, and there is no cultivation. How can you let me explore the way for you? What you want is just a way to survive, but I'm the only way to find out. If I die, you can only use yourself to open the way. You can see for yourself. Anyway, you can't die!"

Turning his head, Wu looked coldly at the more than 20 people standing on the high platform behind him. This group of people stood in a pile according to their respective belongings. They were dressed as the descendants of the mysterious sect and the people of the heart of the demon sect dressed in brown and blue gowns. As for the three men in various war costumes, they were naturally the Taishang sect people to which Nian Xiyao belonged. For this group of people, Wu Ai has firmly remembered them. If Wu Ai can escape a disaster today, he will definitely cut off these people. A cold eyes flashed from Wu Ai's eyes and exposed them to the eyes of 20 people without cover. For a moment, everyone felt as if they had entered the cold winter night. The cold air keeps coming out of the spine.

In the face of Wu Wei's now ** naked provocation, this group of strong people who changed their lives for a hundred years were almost lost to Java at this moment. However, due to the deterrence of the three leaders they belong to and the value of Wu Ao now, everyone finally fell in peace. The impulse in the middle, after anger, looked at Wu Wei under the altar with a playful smile. In the eyes of this group of people who knew the power of chaotic swamps, Wu Wei, as a search stone, is now no different from the dead. Thinking of this, why do they have to rub with a dying person?

"Why don't you dare? Are you afraid that I can't escape? Looking at the three people with a gloomy face and silent, Wu Angu asked Ximenqing, Nian Xiyao and Gong Caidie with a almost rude word, and then turned his head and stood under the altar and laughed wildly. Whether in words or actions, Wu An stepped on the breath deliberately created by the three before.

Papa!

Looking at Wu Ao under the altar, who was so arrogant and almost crazy, Nian Xiyao's original cold corners of his mouth couldn't help but turn up, and a crisp and rhythmic applause sounded from the altar with his hands. At the same time, a pair of shackles that had been locked on Wu Fu's shoulders automatically broke away from Nian Xiyao's hands. Nian Xiyao and the three of them have never spoken, but they have made clear their positions.

Losing the bondage of the shackles, the power of runes originally injected into Wu's body was quickly resolved by Wu's pure internal breath, turned into a pure power into Wu's body, and felt the magnificent internal breath flowing again in his body. Wu's knew that what he had done before was the right bet. Even if the three monks were strong, they were strong with this At the same time, they also pay more importance on the people under the door. If Wu Fu does not appear here, they will naturally lose their strength to explore the way, but the engraving of Wu Fu's appearance brings them an opportunity. For this idea that their own lives are lives and other people's lives are not lives, Wu Wei not only understands but also does so at ordinary times. But when this sentence was on Wu Wei, Wu Wei had no choice but to lower his head.

"You can start, or..." Feeling the power in Wu Wei's body rise again, a magnificent blood gas rose like the middle of the sky. Gong Caidie's charming cheeks couldn't help showing a shudden, and his eyebrows shrank and said coldly.

"Dead shemale, the old man is not moving, what are you urging! Are you going to give birth? After moving his muscles and bones, taking advantage of the operation of the internal breath, Wu angrily quietly sent a few wisps of vitality into the storage finger, hoping to re-establish the feeling with the virtual spirit, and then resolve the current crisis. Unexpectedly, this delay had attracted the threat of palace picking butterflies. He had long seen this group of people unpleasant, and now he clearly figured out this group of people. Naturally, Wu will not be stingy with his words, and immediately responds to Gong Caidie with the most vicious words.

"You! Looking for death!"

With the anger of Gong Caidie, the roar of a group of heartless people, and at the same time, the extremely weak sound of virtual spirit suddenly came from the blood stone nourished by Wu's anger and vitality.

"Little friend, it's okay, that's fine!"

With the attack of divine thoughts, only the virtual spirit of the origin of the soul was obviously injured, but when Wu heard the weak voice of the virtual old man. What is the mountain and water without doubt? What is the willow dark flower bright village? This kind of mood appeared on Wu Fu for the first time. Earlier, it was like a roller coaster-like mood. Finally, it gradually calmed down with the awakening of the illusory consciousness, and continued to input a lot of vitality into the storage ring with a motionless look to help the virtual spirit. Recovery.

Step! Step on!

At the command of Nian Xiyao, the three sects followed Wu Zhen's footsteps and stepped on this dangerous chaotic swamp...