Opening his dark eyes, he looked at the increasingly gray sky above his head. Ling Chen's brain came to his senses. He was just like Mo Shangyu! Sometimes he needed to vent a little, and his mood would feel much better.
Returning to his normal expression, Ling Chen buried his hatred deeply, his dark and deep eyes devoid of any impurities except for a calm look on his face.
Standing up, Ling Chen shook his body, scanned the messy trees around him, and picked up the giant ax beside him.
Feeling sore all over his body, Ling Chen slowly walked outside the forest...
"Huhu..."
Ling Chen, who was walking on the path, turned around and looked around. He noticed that the dense forest around him had dimmed, and a purple mist began to blow...
this?
Ling Chen was surprised and looked at the purple mist floating around him with confusion. The purple mist gradually enveloped his whole body!
What is this?
Ling Chen looked at the forest exit with scattered white lights, and couldn't help but quicken his pace.
"Whoosh" Suddenly, I felt two strong gusts of wind coming from behind me. Two figures as fast as lightning flashed past Ling Chen, and disappeared far away on the path like a gust of wind...
Ling Chen's fast steps were fettered by the two strong winds and became unstable, and he staggered and fell into the mossy soil beside him.
Not seeing the figure clearly in the two strong winds, Ling Chen looked around in confusion...
The purple mist that spread around quickly enveloped the path leading to the outside of the forest. Ling Chen lay on the ground and looked at the purple mist in surprise. It had completely covered the road out and quickly surrounded the entire forest——
"what happened?"
Ling Chen stood up with pain all over his body, looking at the vast purple mist, his face was filled with clouds.
His spiritual consciousness can't penetrate this vast purple mist? The demonic energy is circulating in his body, and his hands are forming seals. Ling Chen's face is gloomy, and even the demonic energy cannot leave his body -
Suspicious God looked quietly at the vast purple mist, stretched out his hands, and touched the thick purple mist with his fingertips.
Unable to grasp, ethereal, illusory!
But so weird...
The magic sword tied to his back rested calmly and indifferently on the doubtful man's back——
Suddenly, deep in the vast purple mist, deep in the dense forest, an extremely strong wind pressed against the void and roared towards him.
Ling Chen immediately turned around, quickly took out the long sword from his back, grasped the long sword with both hands, and laid it on his chest.
Staring nervously into the depths of the purple mist...
Behind the purple mist that his consciousness could not penetrate, his strong intuition told him that danger was approaching quickly.
Gradually, cold sweat broke out in Ling Chen's palms. In a strange and strange environment, facing an unknown creature, this cold and stern man hunched over, with a long sword lying on his chest, cautiously vigilant.
Silently waiting for the unknown creature to approach, five meters, four meters...
Closer...
"Wow"
The branches swayed and made a sound, frightening the extremely nervous man. Just when the man with sweating profusely on his forehead turned his head in surprise and looked at the swaying branches next to him...
Behind the thick purple mist, a 'blue ink' figure suddenly rushed out, and this figure passed by Ling Chen at a thunderous speed.
No, straight ahead!
Ling Chen turned his head to look at the other side, and felt the figure rushing out in front of him. He had no time to turn his head, and the long sword in his hand dragged the long black shadow, stabbing the figure in front of him with inertia.
"Click"
The dull edge of the black sword hit a piece of hard metal.
Pulling out a flash of fire, the next moment! Ling Chen's body was blown away by the sudden burst of huge force. His whole body flew upside down and hit a thick giant tree! Then he fell down in embarrassment...
"Ahem..." Ling Chen, who was rolling on the ground, clenched the hilt of the magic sword with his right hand, his chest rolled, and he couldn't help spitting out a large mouthful of hot blood——
The corners of his mouth were stained with blood! He raised his head.
Staring sharply at the blue-ink figure surrounded by purple mist, Ling Chen wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth.
"Hmph..." With a slight snort, the blue-black figure stayed in the misty purple mist for a moment. After thinking, he walked straight towards Ling Chen, who was helpless on the side.
Since the place where Ling Chen was shot away was not very far from the blue-ink figure, although there was a bit of haze in the middle, the general figures of each could still be seen.
"Ahem..."
Ling Chen, who was vomiting blood, could not clearly see the upper body of the blue-ink figure with his slightly open head. He could only see a figure wrapped in a skirt moving lightly, gradually approaching him.
"Buzz"
A blue round spiritual weapon with a deep cold light suddenly appeared within sight.
The white palm gently grasped the circular gear-shaped spiritual weapon. The gear-shaped spiritual weapon protruded sharply in the downward direction, as sharp as the high peak of Xuantian Peak.
Ling Chen looked through the fallen hair and could feel the powerful spiritual energy fluctuations emitted by this gear-shaped spiritual weapon...
It drives the stern edge that seems to be able to penetrate all armors, which is so shocking that people feel a deep sense of oppression from the heart——
The blue-black dress came in front of Ling Chen's slightly bowed body, and the purple mist floating around the two people seemed to be dispersed by this deep and sharp edge.
Ling Chen held the sword tightly in his right hand and raised his head with difficulty, trying to see clearly the appearance of this blue-ink figure.
"Why did you sneak up on me?" A faint voice filled with inaudible anger came from the mouth of the woman in a blue and ink dress.
Ling Chen tried his best to raise his pale face, and finally saw clearly the sides of this blue-ink woman;
This is an innocent woman with eyes like ethereal eyes and lips like cherry petals. She is dressed in blue and ink, with three thousand blue hairs. She has a long body, smooth and gorgeous. Her slightly upturned face is exquisite and clear, and her calm and gentle black eyes overflow.
Calm and calm, yet as unpredictable as the deep sea.
But at this moment, the delicate and pretty face of the blue-ink woman contained a rather strong anger.
"Ahem...! Senior sister, I thought you would hurt me, I'm sorry..."
After realizing how beautiful the woman in front of him was, Ling Chen coughed a few times with a pale face and reluctantly explained.
When the blue-black woman heard Ling Chen call her 'Senior Sister', she frowned slightly and looked down at Ling Chen. After realizing that he didn't seem to be lying, her tone slowed down and said, "You are the disciple who is entering! The ninth level of Xiantian is also blocking my way.
"Not overestimating one's own capabilities"
"Senior Sister, Junior Brother really didn't do it on purpose. I thought there would be no one in this forest, and the purple mist was so thick at that time that I couldn't see clearly! If I had known it was Senior Sister, Junior Brother wouldn't have dared to stop me at all," Ling Chen explained tactfully.
.
He felt a great sense of oppression from this senior sister who suddenly appeared!
"Hmph... I didn't mean it! Can this clear your innocence?"
The blue-black woman looked at the increasingly dense purple mist around her. A frost flashed across her face. She leaned down and raised Ling Chen's pale chin with her jade hand. The sharp saber teeth touched the neck of Ling Chen's bronze skin.
"It's not intentional, it's not intentional! But you want to make me trapped in this big formation."