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The bell was aware of something wrong as he kept falling. Although the mountain is very high, it is definitely not high enough to fall to the ground for more than ten seconds. Moreover, his own divinity detection is very careful. Even if he does not believe what his eyes see, he will believe his divine sense. The message from the divine sense is that he has been in the vicinity of the light spot with the strongest psychic power. Since he stepped into the cave, his distance and position have not changed at all.

It's so obvious that I'm in the dark. The message from the five senses is that it's falling all the time. This should be the illusion set around the Curcuma. As for who set up such a fantasy, it is still unknown. But there are only a few ways to break the illusion. One depends on the will of the person who enters the dreamland. If the will is strong or the mind is pure, the fantasy will not work; the other depends on the cultivation of the person who enters the dreamland. If the cultivation is strong enough, then what kind of fantasy is not a problem.

Most of the reasons why people can be trapped in dreamland are because the people who enter the dreamland are not determined and their accomplishments are not strong enough. Finally, they can only be eliminated and swallowed up by the dreamland. However, Xuanhao is different. Although Xuanhao's mind is not very pure now, his strength is enough to ensure his life safety, and it is more appropriate for him to enter the dreamland. The only drawback is that he doesn't know what other special effects the dreamland has in addition to making people fall. The unknown adds a little worry to Zhong Ming's full confidence in Xuanhao.

Xuanhao took Zhong Ming's pills and threw them into his mouth lazily. In an instant, the evil Qi all over his body disappeared and was converged inside his body.

Xuanhao waited for a moment and felt that there was no problem. Then he turned his head and left the space in the worried eyes of Zhong Ming and Huang linglue.

Zhongming stood in the same place, settled for a moment and then turned to the quiet room.

No one saw it. The bell turned around and a glimmer of light flashed in his eyes.

Huang Ling was a little depressed after Xuanhao left. He always thought that he would get into trouble again this time. Huang Ling sighed in his heart that he really broke his heart for this little Xuanhao and felt that he was getting old.

No one heard Huang Ling's inexplicable exclamation, and Huang Ling felt more desolate. She followed the bell step by step, in the bell long straight body lining more and more small pitiful.

Zhong Ming walked for a period of time. After the light in his eyes faded, the color in his eyes returned to the original darkness. "Huang Ling, you go to have a rest. When Xuanhao comes back, you can take him to find water chestnut grass. "

Huang Ling slightly a Leng, she just too much immersed in their own miserable, walked a little God. It took a long time to know what Zhong Ming just said to himself. She stopped, nodded behind the bell and said, "well, I'll go first, master." After that, he turned to the distant bamboo grove.

Zhong Ming arranges Huang Ling and Xuan Hao to sit in the quiet room.

No one knows what Zhong Ming did at the moment Xuanhao left. Zhong Ming looked at his own alchemy stove, thinking.

He has just secretly made a small improvement on Xuanhao's medicine. As early as Zhong Ming had just finished refining, he decided to use the pill as a test sample for the time being. When it was given to Xuanhao, the pill had been integrated into Zhongming's divine consciousness.

It should be extremely painful for normal people to separate the consciousness from the noumenon, but the bell is different. Zhong Ming has just experienced this kind of pain, and he has a pill to repair his divine sense. Stripping away a little bit of divine consciousness is beneficial for his long-term refining of pills in the future, so it is worth it for Zhong Ming.

The Qi hiding pill Xuanhao is taking now has been integrated into Zhongming's divine consciousness. Zhong Ming can check the absorption of the pill and the duration of its effectiveness in the body at any time. The flash of light in Zhongming's eyes is the connection between Zhongming and Xuanhao. At the same time, Zhong Ming found that another kind of echo appeared in the blood contract between himself and Xuanhao. After standing for a long time, Zhong Ming did not know exactly what this echo was, so he had to give up and go back to the quiet room to prepare for refining pills.

Different from Zhong Ming's many actions in space, Xuanhao's action is extremely concise. He went out of space and fell into darkness. With his profound knowledge accumulated in the Dragon nationality and his wisdom in the face of danger, he smoothly passed through the dreamland and reached the place where the coagulating grass was located, the core of the whole cliff.

Xuanhao's process of getting Curcuma was very smooth. Congealing herbs should have grown on the blood and bones of thousands of people, but now Xuanhao saw this extremely strange herb on a grass which was like a starry sky with blue light. Xuanhao didn't think deeply and knew it was a trap. However, Zhong Ming told him that the shape of Curcuma was really like this.

Xuanhao hesitated. Now it seems that it is difficult to advance or retreat. If you go directly into the blue grass, you can get the purple Campanula like Curcuma, then you will inevitably fall into another trap, and in the end, maybe the curcuma in front of you is not the real Curcuma; if you retreat, you don't know where the real Curcuma is. Xuanhao thought for a moment, then decided to rush up.

His long black hair was scattered in the back of his head, only a wooden hairpin, slightly tied up, a black clothes tightly wrapped in the whole body, in the dark, in addition to a white handsome face and a pair of heart-catching blood red eyes, he seems to have never existed as a shadow, come and go without a trace.Xuanhaoshua flashed to the front of the cursive grass, pulled it up with all his strength, turned around and ran, without touching the blue grass around it. However, the pulling out of the curcuma is not a cover up for past behavior.

In the pit left by pulling out the curcuma grass, suddenly there are many tentacles with blue light. They keep extending outward and catch up with the bell very quickly. Along the way the tentacle crawled, the ground was covered with fallen blue powder, slightly suffused with dazzling light.

Xuanhao hated this kind of vine like thing when he fought with giant tree. Now, these tentacles touch his brow again. How can he bear it?

In the process of running away, Zhong Ming carefully observes the coagulated grass in his hand. After confirming that there is no abnormality, he puts the curcuma into his arms, sets a small border to protect the grass, and then turns to meet the enemy.

The unexpected victory, Xuanhao did not spend much effort to solve these unknown tentacles, and then turned away, into the space.

The blood contract between Xuanhao and Zhongming provided Xuanhao with too much convenience. For example, Xuanhao, with the permission of Zhongming, can go in and out of space freely like Zhongming. Just a little belligerent, looking forward to a battle that can make him hearty, but obviously, this tentacle monster has not reached the level of fighting with himself. He and his fight just now were completely crushed, and there was no pleasure at all. Xuanhao helped his forehead and went to the quiet room while thinking about it.

Zhong Ming has started a new round of alchemy. The medicinal materials are thrown into the alchemy furnace one by one. Zhong Ming calls out the divine Firebird to control the fire with him. At the same time, he is distracted to inject his spiritual power into the alchemy furnace, paying close attention to the situation of pills in the furnace. The reason why Xuanhao knew that the bell was in the quiet room was that Zhong Ming had just taken a moment out of his busy schedule to reply to Xuanhao's own position with the resonance of blood contract. Yes, Zhong Ming didn't even have time to use telepathy. Now he has devoted himself to practice without any relaxation.

When Xuanhao entered the quiet room, he did not make a sound. He put the coagulant grass on the ground and retreated.

There is still a faint red fog in the space. Although it is not so obvious, it seems to Xuanhao that he is always reminding him that he is a demon and that he is harmful to the people around him.

Xuanhao was in a bad mood. He came back from the war in a very good mood. He had just broken his magic barrier and was in a broad mood. He just walked in the space for a period of time and didn't know what happened. He was inexplicably irritable.

Xuanhao's heart a Lin, casually in the open space to find a flat stone, sit on the top of his knees.

The black broken hair fell between the eyebrows and eyes, and the soft long hair at the back of the head was spread over the black clothes. It looked like a combination of ink and wash painting from a distance. Of course, this painting is quiet and remote without looking at Xuanhao's blood red eyes.

At the moment, Xuanhao seems to be angry again. His demonic nature has been suppressed. However, it seems that he will recover again.

Xuanhao remembered that the bell had just given him a tranquilizing pill. I have just been in Lingtai Qingming, and my mood is peaceful. It seems that with the help of Jingxin pill. Now Zhong Ming is refining medicine, so it's not good to disturb him. Xuanhao lowered his head and closed his eyes tightly. He decided to practice.

Huang Ling didn't know that Xuanhao, the big fool he was worried about, had come back. He became a Rattus, lying leisurely in the bamboo leaves, lazily turning over to sleep with his head in his arms.

Huang Ling, Xuan Hao and Zhong Ming, each performing his own duties, did not interfere with each other in such a large space.

"Hum --" suddenly a deafening metal roar resounded through the space.

Xuanhao was originally absorbing the red magic gas in the air. However, the roar obviously affected the vibration of the air, and the whirlpool of magic gas created by himself in order to facilitate the absorption was instantly dispersed.

Xuanhao suddenly opened his eyes. His eyes were unpredictable, and he looked up at the quiet room.

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