I will drag you down..." The disciple could no longer raise any strength. If Yi Ruser let go, he would immediately sink into the mud.
Yi Ruser shook her head: "No, I can't leave you."
"It's useless...it's impossible for me to leave here alive."
A trace of confusion appeared in the disciple's eyes, "Teacher, it's a pity that I can't learn to refine alchemy with you..." "Don't say too much, I must take you out of this ghost place."
Yi Ruser gritted her teeth and tried hard to drag the disciple forward.
The monks on the side were exhausted, only Yi Russe was still a little bit energetic.
She carried a lot of elixirs with her, which could temporarily replenish the loss of physical and spiritual power, but this situation is destined to not last long. If there is no change, she will sooner or later fall into a desperate situation like others.
The road ahead is still long and outrageous, the darkness becomes heavier, and more and more monks fall down, eight or nine out of ten fleeing monks fall behind, and the rest are just surviving.
The swamp seemed to have no end, and Yi Russe finally exhausted.
She stopped and gasped. The disciples beside her had lost their clear consciousness. In addition to the slight shaking of nose wings, it also proved that she was alive and had no reaction in her body.
No matter how stubborn he is, Yi Ruser knows that his disciples are beyond his reach.
She had tears in her eyes and gently lowered her disciple's body.
"I'm sorry, there is no clean place..." Yi Russe murmured.
The disciple moved slightly, as if he wanted to open his eyes, but he had no strength.
His body slowly sank in the mud, and in the end only a few bubbles remained.
After seeing off the disciple, Yi Ruser sighed softly. She tried hard to get up, but one of her feet was trapped in the quagmire and could not pull it out.
"Can you just wait to die?"
Yi Ruser was a little unwilling to accept it.
The past appeared in her mind, and she couldn't help but feel a little sore in her heart. Then she felt her body getting heavier and he was slowly sinking into the eternal darkness.
Just as he was about to lose consciousness, Yi Russe felt warmth in her body, and seemed to have a strong and strong arm holding her over and dragging her out of the cold quagmire.
Opening his eyes slightly, Yi Ruser saw a vague but familiar figure. She said blankly: "Am I dead, or an illusion before death?
It's really strange, why did you see you before you die, Li Xuan?"
"Elder Yi, I'm not an illusion, I'm here to save you."
Li Xuanhunhe's voice came, like the most beautiful music, making Yi Ruser feel extremely safe and warm.
After his body lightened, his clothes flew like a shiny flying like a cloud and a fog, and then he fell into a coma.
When she woke up, she realized that she was already in the dense branches of a big tree.
Li Xuan was looking over with concern. The gentleness and concern in his eyes made Yi Ruser feel a little confident in his heart, and finally realized that he was still alive.
"Elder Yi, you don't have to be afraid with me."
Holding his hand as serpy as his stern, Li Xuan said lightly.
In his plain tone, there was an unquestionable firmness! Yi Ruser nodded and fell asleep again.
Li Xuan fed Yi Ruser a pill, looked into the distance, and murmured: "The person who should be saved is saved, and the person who should be killed is also supposed to be cleaned up."
...A group of monks rushed out of the swamp of the wilderness in a hurry, looking back at the unfathomable quagmire, feeling lingering fear.
At this moment, a few screams suddenly came from afar.
"The demon clan is here!"
A voice sounded, but it stopped immediately, followed by countless screams.
Just after escaping from the swamp, he was suddenly attacked by the demon clan. The monks who were already on the verge of collapse were immediately in chaos.
A flying sword driven by a monk rushed into the air, and before he could escape, he was wrapped in strange thin silk, and then instantly turned into minced meat in the sky.
Some fled back in panic, but there was an endless swamp there, and it was a dead end to go back.
All the monks who were a little rational took out their magic weapons and prepared to fight to the death.
"Roar!"
Xiong Yi and Xiong Er had fierce eyes, and behind them were a group of zombies drooling.
There were already as many as a hundred monks who died at their hands. A few hours ago, a whole army of monks had just been destroyed, which greatly increased the confidence of the zombies.
The monks in front of him were also panicked and were defeated as soon as they came into contact. Xiong Yi held a golden gourd hammer in his hand and Xiong Er held an axe in his hand. I wonder how many monks became dead souls when they came to kill.
Not far away is a middle-aged man and woman, with a young human.
Xiong Yi raised the golden gourd and grinned, "Humans, go to die!"
"court death!"
A cold light flashed in the middle-aged man's eyes and he shouted softly.
A huge force suddenly exploded from the man's body, hitting Xiong Yi head-on, throwing its heavy body high, and then smashing it hard.
"Mid-stage of Nascent Soul!"
The bear was thrown into pieces. If it weren't for its strong body as a rock, it would have been crushed to pieces.
The middle-aged man was also a little shocked when he saw that the bear was not dead.
He looked around at the darkness around him and sighed in his heart.
The man was Yun Yu, and the woman behind him was his Taoist companion Murong Zi, so the young man was naturally Yun Jin.
Facing the aggressive zombies, the two powerful Nascent Souls were naturally not afraid, but the continuous consumption of spiritual power cast a shadow on their way forward.
"Don't hold back, fight quickly."
Murong Zi said viciously.
Yun Yu nodded, shook his hand casually, and a flying sword appeared at the bend of his arms, turning into an arc of light to open the way in front of him.
"Puff puff puff..." The strong man took action and the blocker was indeed invincible. The sword light turned into deathly waves, and he immediately chopped it into pieces when he encountered a zombie.
Yun Mastiff is in front, Murong Zi takes Hu Yanjin behind, and the three of them move forward, leaving dozens of incomplete corpses behind him.
In the darkness in the distance, a black banner was shaking gently, and the corpse fox stood under the banner, his eyes showing fierce light.
"Hmph, there are two big fish here, and the big monster must be very happy."
The corpse fox murmured, passing a wisp of demonic words out.
There were no more zombies in front of him blocking the way, and Yun Ya and Murong Zi both breathed a sigh of relief.
"Do you really think it can trap our couple?"
Murong Zi snorted coldly, "Don't be afraid of Jin'er, parents will protect you from leaving safely."
"But what about them?"
Yunjin wiped away the sweat stains on his forehead and looked back at the fellow Taoist who was shouting to kill Lian Tian in the dark.
"Youzhou City is over, don't worry about them.
Leave this world with your parents and go to a safe place.”
Yun Mastiff has already arranged a way out.
"Let's go."
Murong Zi said, raising his hand to summon a koi.
The koi grows in the wind and instantly turns into several feet long, enough for three people to stand on their backs.
Just as he was about to climb up, Murong Zi suddenly looked surprised and exclaimed: "He evil spirit, come out quickly!"