The sky in the sword body area is like patches, and the sky in different regions is often different. This is caused by the ancient sword formation against the power of the sun. At this moment, within a range of the sword body, the sky here is pitch black, with only three cracks, which emit a shocking red light.

It seems that through this crack, you can enter the interior of the sun. It is these three red lights that make this area dim, but you can still see the surroundings clearly.

This is an empty world, with rare no sea of ​​fire, no magma, no attic fragments and broken mountain peaks. Looking around, it seems that there is nothing around, and there is silence.

It seems that the silence here has lasted for decades, so in this extreme silence, the breath here becomes full of the smell of death.

Until a huge roar suddenly echoed in this dead world. As the light of the movement teleportation spread, the nothingness around seemed to be twisted. In an instant, three figures staggered out of thin air!

It was the terrified Wang Baole and the other three who were still in shock. The moment the figure appeared, Zhao Yameng and Zhuo Yifan couldn't bear it first, spit out blood, and then went to see the surroundings and fell into a coma.

In fact, the two of them had no cultivation level to form pills. They had been seriously injured when they fought against the cave before, and then they almost collapsed under the movement and teleportation. At this moment, they couldn't hold on and fell down directly.

Only Wang Baole, although he spitted out blood and was panting heavily, was still able to stay awake and had a certain combat power. Therefore, at the moment when Zhao Yameng and the other two were unconscious, Wang Baole had already made gestures, and suddenly a number of puppets appeared to protect the four directions.

"The words on the walls in the cave are a huge trap!" Wang Baole looked around pale and looked around quickly. Although he felt strange about the tranquility and emptiness here, he had a preliminary judgment that there was no danger for the time being, so he didn't care about recalling his previous experience. Instead, he took out the pill and came to Zhao Yameng and Zhuo Yifan, fed them and helped him heal his wounds. Then he sat cross-legged and meditated. While protecting their Dharma, he also swallowed the pills and quickly healed his wounds.

In this way, it was not sure how long it took, so there was no area like the hilt of the sword, and there was a formation that simulated the day and night, so it was difficult for Wang Baole to feel the time intuitively, but according to his judgment, it should have been about two days.

His injuries have recovered by about 90% of his injuries in the past two days of recuperation, and Zhao Yameng woke up a day ago without speaking. After waking up, she immediately sat cross-legged and used the elixir given by Wang Baole to speed up the healing.

Zhao Yameng is better, and has recovered for half of her life, but Zhuo Yifan is the worst in injury, and he is not as strong as Wang Baole's body and recovery. So even now, he still has not woken up from his coma and his body is weak. Fortunately, although he has not woken up, his breathing has been evenly and steadily, and his injuries have become much more stable.

After Wang Baole examined Zhuo Yifan's injuries, he felt relieved, but when he looked around, his brows frowned, and deep in his eyes were hidden.

As if he could sense Wang Baole's worries, Zhao Yameng opened his eyes while meditating, looked at the surroundings, felt the silence of the place, and spoke in a low voice with a pale face.

"I can't stay here anymore, Baole, since I woke up, I felt something was wrong here... and before... I didn't deduce all the restrictions. If I could predict in advance, we..." Zhao Yameng's voice was low and she blamed herself. She felt that she was not capable enough. If she could be stronger in formation, she might be able to avoid the previous life and death crisis.

"This has nothing to do with you. It should be the owner of the cave. The curse he set up before his death should be targeting his enemy. We are just a little less lucky." Wang Baole smiled bitterly and told Zhao Yameng the words he saw on the stone wall in the cave.

When Zhao Yameng heard this, she took a deep breath. Even though she had experienced the crisis in the cave, she was still frightened when she heard this. She could imagine that if Wang Baole had not withstand the bewitching at that time and approached the so-called inheritance on the wall, she might have...the three of them would have lost the chance to escape.

After all, Wang Baole avoided the stone wall and left the mountain. The subsequent explosion of the cave still made them almost dead.

"This place is too dangerous, and we are too... too weak." After Zhao Yameng was silent, she sighed lightly and looked around blankly. Wang Baole also fell silent, feeling very guilty in her heart. He felt that he was still careless. Perhaps his experience was so smooth that he thought that although this place was dangerous, he could still resolve it.

But the real blow made Wang Baole take a deep breath very slowly, and he became much more solemn. He was about to speak, but before his words could be heard, he suddenly looked at Zhao Yameng around him in a daze, his body trembled suddenly, and his breathing seemed to be about to stop. His pupils contracted in an instant, and he spoke rapidly.

"Baole, look there, there... there... there are people!!"

Wang Baole turned his head instantly when he heard this. After looking at Zhao Yameng's gaze, his mind was also shocked. A hundred feet away, where the two of them looked, under the dim light, there was a figure sitting cross-legged in meditation.

It can be seen that it was a man wearing the robe of the Cangmang Taoist Palace, facing Wang Baole and the other two, closing his eyes and meditating without moving.

Wang Baole's heart pounded violently, and a strong sense of crisis made his whole body tense up. You should know that during the days I was here, he clearly checked around and made sure there was no one here.

But now... a figure appeared silently, especially this person had no expression on his face. Even on him, Wang Baole could not feel the existence of life, and even with the underworld method, he could not find the death aura!

"Neither life nor death?" Wang Baole's instinctive cultivation suddenly moved. With his right hand, a seventh-grade magic weapon flying sword appeared directly in his hand. While emitting a sharp light, his eyes narrowed and spoke in a low voice.

"Senior, I have missed this place and I'll forgive you for disturbing my practice. I don't know where this place is. Can you tell me how to leave?" As Wang Baole said, his eyes stared at the figure, his vigilance reached the extreme.

But Wang Baole's mouth was like a stone bull entering the sea without any response. The figure still meditated with expressionless face, and his eyes were not opened. While he was still motionless, Wang Baole frowned and was about to continue speaking while pondering, but suddenly, his light seemed to have some investigation, and turned his head suddenly, and his expression changed drastically.

In his sight, he clearly saw that a hundred feet away from his right side, originally empty and nothing was left, but now there was a figure sitting cross-legged again, but he was not the same as the one before, a young man, but they all had no expression on their faces, and their aura was neither life nor death, and extremely strange.

"Baole, there is also..." Wang Baole was shocked, and Zhao Yameng also took out the treasure of the formation. Although this place was strange, Zhao Yameng was not an ordinary woman. After taking a deep breath, she stabilized her mind and slowly showed a calmness in her eyes. While speaking, Wang Baole immediately turned around and glanced around. He saw that hundreds of... such figures had appeared in their four directions during such a few breaths!

There are men and women, old and young. Each one is sitting cross-legged, each with expressionless face, each facing Wang Baole and the other two, each one is neither life nor death!

Seeing this scene, Wang Baole's scalp was numb. He immediately called the young lady in his mind, wanting to ask the other party what area it is, how could it be so weird? It was really every figure here that gave Wang Baole an extremely dangerous feeling.

But the young lady was still sleeping without any response. This made Wang Baole anxious and helpless. So when his face was gloomy, he directly carried Zhuo Yifan on his back. When he looked at Zhao Yameng, he saw the firmness in Zhao Yameng's eyes.

"Instead of waiting here, it's better to fight and see if you can rush out!" Zhao Yameng spoke in a low voice. While he was pinching his fingers, his formation jade slips emitted light, surrounding the surroundings, forming the formation protection power, Wang Baole nodded and was about to rush out with Zhao Yameng.

But at this moment... the hundreds of figures sitting cross-legged around meditating were originally closed, but at this moment, they all... opened!!

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Chapter completed!