There is only one door in this hall.

It depicts a strange bird with horns.

Bai Yihuang glanced at it and said:

"Mocking the wind."

"The dragon gave birth to nine sons, is this the third level?"

Yingqian raised his eyebrows.

I always feel that things seem a little too simple.

This secret realm may be a bit difficult for others.

But no matter it is for her or Bai Yihuang.

Although it is somewhat difficult, it is far from life-threatening.

Bai Yihuang stood in front of Ying Qian and raised his hand to push open the door.

A gust of cold wind blew in my face.

The scene in front of me was not the familiar hall.

It's an abyss.

Below is bottomless darkness.

And wherever you look, there is no end in sight.

There was only a stone bridge that barely allowed the two of them to pass, spreading from their feet into the darkness in the distance.

Yingqian's eyes widened in surprise and she praised:

"Good guy, this is a bit sinister."

I want to pass this level.

You can only take the stone bridge.

But this stone bridge is too steep, and it doesn't look very strong.

If this falls...

I'm afraid it won't turn into a puddle of flesh.

The other monks only took one look and then backed down.

Although inheritance is important.

Your own life is still more precious.

But when they were about to go back, they found that the door of the main hall had been closed at some point and could not be opened no matter what.

A hazy white mist rose.

Just a sniff.

Feeling dizzy and bloated.

Suddenly there were countless exclamations one after another.

The monks all looked panic-stricken, they were all frightened and frightened.

I don’t know how many crises are hidden ahead.

Just walking on this stone bridge risks death.

Unable to use spiritual power, if he falls, his only option is to fall to death.

But the fog is really weird.

The more I smell it, the softer my whole body becomes.

Even the consciousness is a little erratic.

Only Yingqian.

The warmth from the hosta flooded into the body, dispelling the influence of the fog.

Among the countless monks, she was the only one who was not only safe but also in high spirits.

Qiluoxian also noticed Yingqian's specialness.

Naturally, hosta came to mind.

The jealousy in her eyes suddenly became a little stronger.

If Bai Yihuang gave her the hosta, then the person who couldn't bear the mist would become Yingqian!

But no matter how unwilling Qiluoxian is.

I could only watch helplessly as Yingqian was still jumping around.

Yingqian looked around and saw that all the monks were in a trance. She suddenly smiled and said half-truthfully:

"Tell me, if I take action now, can I kill you all?"

Everyone was stunned.

Looking into Yingqian's smiling eyes.

They all shuddered.

This woman is crazy.

She would definitely be able to take advantage of them when they were weak and turn this place into a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood.

Noticing the eyes falling on him, he became extremely frightened.

Yingqian quickly smiled and waved her hands and said:

"Oh, you're just kidding, why are you so serious?"

She squinted her eyes, looking quite cheerful.

But except for her.

No one can laugh.

They were all on guard against whether Yingqian would suddenly go crazy.

It's not like she has never done anything like killing people while talking and laughing.

"Really, why do you look so disbelieving? I'm a good boy who never lies!"

Yingqian curled his lips.

She and Bai Yihuang walked to the stone bridge and were about to step up when their steps suddenly stopped again.

Just this short moment.

It made the hearts of all the monks rise to their throats.

No one knows what Yingqian will do next.

"I have one more thing that I forgot."

Ying Qian and Bai Yihuang blinked, turned to look at the monks, then pointed at a young man in blue and said;

"You said before that your master went crazy and died because of Bai Yihuang, right?"

The young man in blue was stunned.

He was suddenly called by Yingqian, and he was already panicking.

Upon hearing her words, even my heart and liver trembled.

"No...it's not me!"

The young man in blue almost bit his tongue and said in a trembling voice while wiping away cold sweat:

"I have never held a grudge against Senior Brother Bai. It's all in the past! I don't mind, and my master doesn't mind either. It really doesn't matter..."

"That's it."

Ying Qian nodded.

Then he looked at another girl with short hair and asked:

"Are you also..."

"No! Not at all!"

The girl shook her head like a rattle and said as if swearing:

"I have always respected Mr. Bai Xian the most! I have never had any disrespect!"

They were really afraid of Yingqian.

Especially now.

Everyone was affected by the white mist, and even standing still became difficult.
To be continued...