I will drag you down..." The disciple can no longer muster any strength. If Yi Rusu lets go, he will immediately sink into the quagmire.
Yi Ruse shook her head: "No, I can't leave you."
"It's useless...it's impossible for me to leave here alive."
There was a trace of confusion in the disciple's eyes, "Teacher, it's a pity that I can't learn alchemy from you..." "Don't talk too much, I must take you out of this hellish place."
Yi Ruse gritted her teeth and tried her best to drag her disciple forward.
The monks on the side were all exhausted, only Yi Rusu still had some energy.
She carries a lot of pills with her, which can temporarily replenish the loss of physical and spiritual energy. However, this situation is destined to not last long. If nothing changes, sooner or later she will fall into a desperate situation like everyone else.
The road ahead is still excruciatingly long, the darkness becomes heavier, more and more monks fall down, eight or nine out of ten monks who fled are left behind, and the rest are just hanging on.
The swamp seemed to have no end, and Yi Rusu finally ran out of energy.
She stopped and gasped for air. The disciple beside her had lost clear consciousness. Except for the slight trembling of her nose, which proved that she was alive, her body showed no reaction at all.
No matter how stubborn she was, Yi Ruse knew that her disciple was hopeless.
With tears in her eyes, she gently put down her disciple's body.
"I'm sorry, there is no clean place..." Yi Ruse murmured.
The disciple moved slightly, as if he wanted to open his eyes, but he didn't have the strength.
His body slowly sank in the quagmire, and finally only a few bubbles remained.
After sending the disciple away, Yi Rusu sighed softly. She tried hard to get up, but one foot was stuck in the mire and she couldn't pull it out.
"Can we just wait to die?"
Yi Ruse was a little unwilling.
All the past events appeared in her mind, and she couldn't help but feel a little sour in her heart. Then she felt that her body was getting heavier and heavier, and she was slowly sinking into the eternal darkness.
Just when she was about to lose consciousness, Yi Ruse felt her body warm up, as if a strong arm was holding her up and dragging her out of the cold mire.
Opening her eyes slightly, Yi Ruse saw a vague but familiar figure. She said in confusion: "Am I dead, or am I just hallucinating before death?"
It’s really strange, why did I see you before I died, Li Xuan?”
"Elder Yi, I am not hallucinating, I am here to save you."
Li Xuan's gentle voice sounded like the most beautiful music, making Yi Ruse feel extremely safe and warm.
As soon as his body became light, his clothes were as soft as silk and he flew like clouds and mist, and then he fell into a coma.
When she woke up, she realized that she was already among the dense branches of a big tree.
Li Xuanzheng looked over with concern, and the tenderness and concern in his eyes made Yi Ruse feel slightly reassured, finally realizing that she was still alive.
"Elder Yi, I'm here, you don't have to be afraid."
Holding Yi Ruse's hand, Li Xuan said calmly.
There was an undeniable firmness in his calm tone! Yi Rushe nodded and fell asleep again.
Li Xuan gave Yi Ruse a pill, looked into the distance, and murmured: "The people who should be saved have been saved, and the people who should be killed should be dealt with."
...A group of monks hurriedly rushed out of the swamp, looking back at the unfathomable quagmire with lingering fear.
At this moment, several screams suddenly came from the distance.
"The demon clan is coming!"
A voice sounded, but immediately stopped, followed by countless screams.
Just after escaping from the swamp, they were suddenly attacked by monsters. The monks who were already on the verge of collapse suddenly fell into chaos.
The flying sword controlled by the monk rushed into the air, and before it could escape, it was entangled in strange filaments, and then instantly turned into minced meat all over the sky.
Some fled backwards in panic, but there was an endless swamp, and going back would be a dead end.
The monks who had some sense took out their magic weapons and prepared to fight to the death.
"Ho ho ho!"
Xiong Yi and Xiong Er looked fiercely, and behind them were a group of drooling zombies.
As many as a hundred monks have died in their hands. A few hours ago, an entire team of monks was wiped out, which greatly boosted the zombies' confidence.
The monks in front of them were in the same panic, and they were also defeated as soon as they came into contact. Xiong held a pumpkin hammer in one hand, and Xiong held an ax in both hands. They chopped down all the way and countless monks became dead souls.
Not far away was a middle-aged man and woman, accompanied by a young human.
Xiong Yi raised the pumpkin hammer and said with a ferocious smile: "Humans, go to hell!"
"court death!"
A cold glint flashed in the middle-aged man's eyes, and he drank softly.
A huge force suddenly exploded from the man's body, hitting Xiong Yi head-on, throwing his heavy body up high, and then smashing him down hard.
"Middle stage of Nascent Soul!"
The bear was smashed to pieces. If its body hadn't been as strong as a rock, it would have been shattered into pieces.
Seeing that Xiong Yi was not dead, the middle-aged man was also a little shocked.
He looked around at the darkness around him and sighed inwardly.
The man is Yun Mastiff, the woman behind him is his Taoist companion Murongzi, and the young man is naturally Yunjin.
Facing the menacing zombies, the two Nascent Soul experts were naturally not afraid, but the constant consumption of spiritual energy cast a shadow on their path forward.
"Don't hold back, fight quickly."
Murongzi said fiercely.
Yun Mastiff nodded, waved his hand, and a flying sword appeared in the crook of his arm, turning into an arc of light to open a path in front of him.
"Puff puff..." As expected, the strong man was invincible when he took action. The sword light turned into a life-threatening spray, and when it encountered a zombie, it immediately chopped it into pieces.
Yun Mastiff was in front, and Murong Zi and Hu Yanjin were behind. The three of them moved forward, leaving dozens of mutilated corpses behind.
In the darkness in the distance, a black flag was swaying gently, and the corpse fox stood under the flag with a fierce look in his eyes.
"Hmph, there are two big fish here, the big demon must be very happy."
The corpse fox murmured in his mouth and passed on a wisp of demonic language.
There were no more zombies blocking their way, and both Yun Mastiff and Murong Zi breathed a sigh of relief.
"Do you really think that just some garbage can trap us and my wife?"
Murong Zi snorted coldly, "Don't be afraid, Jin'er, your parents will definitely protect you and leave safely."
"But what about them?"
Yunjin wiped the sweat from his forehead and looked back at the fellow Taoists from the same city who were shouting for death in the darkness.
"Youzhou City is finished, don't worry about them.
Leave this world with your parents and go to a safe place."
Yunmastiff has already planned his escape route.
"Let's go."
Murong Zi said, raising her hand to summon a koi carp.
The koi grew in the wind and instantly became several feet long, enough for three people to stand on its back.
Just as he was about to climb up, a look of surprise suddenly flashed across Murongzi's eyebrows, and he exclaimed: "Where is the monster? Come out quickly!"