Chapter 126

"Where is this? Why am I here? I remember I'm not... "

On a grassland, ye Hongtian stood and looked around. He only remembered that he was stabbed by the scorpion tail of the king of sand scorpion, and then came to this place.

When ye Hongtian walks on the boundless grassland, there is only the wind blowing over the flowers and the "rustle" sound of stepping on them. There is not an animal or even an insect around him.

Ye Hongtian walked for a long time, but he still didn't see the edge of the grassland. He had no choice but to sit on the ground and practice.

Just sit down, a gray fog from the far direction of Ye Hongtian.

Ye Hongtian didn't feel anything at all, but when the fog approached, he found that the flowers and plants covered by the fog were withered in a moment, which made Ye Hongtian feel awe stricken.

After ye Hongtian, his wings spread and drifted towards the distance. However, the fog was like a maggot on tarsal bones, which kept close to Ye Hongtian.

The speed of the fog is very fast, and slowly catch up with Ye Hongtian and cover Ye Hongtian.

The feather flies to the sky with his nose.

However, ye Hongtian found that with his speed, the fog could be swallowed in an instant, which made him frown.

"Just smoke, even if the speed is fast, what's the use? After all, smoke is smoke!"

Ye Hongtian gives a big drink, turns around and stares at the smoke behind him. With a sharp beat of his wings, a tornado is generated in an instant and goes towards the gray fog.

The fog was stopped by Ye Hongtian's Tornado and stopped spreading. Ye Hongtian showed a smile at the corner of his mouth and flapped his wings several times. A bigger tornado rolled towards the fog.

The next second Ye Hongtian was shocked. He saw that the gray fog had not been blocked by the tornado for a long time, and then the tornado was swallowed up. As soon as the big tornado touched the fog, it was dispersed.

"How can it be?"?! What the hell Ye Hongtian exclaimed in disbelief.

At the moment when ye Hongtian was stunned, the fog swallowed Ye Hongtian's whole body. Ye Hongtian only felt that it was difficult to breathe in the fog. For a long time, he tasted the feeling of drowning in the pond when he was a child.

"Is this the end of my life?"?! no I don't like it! I still have a lot of things to do. I didn't see Yu Ling for the last time. I didn't find my brother. I didn't repay my debt. I didn't help my master to take revenge. I didn't want to die

Gradually, his consciousness became blurred. Ye Hongtian pinched his neck with one hand and held up his hand high. He seemed to want to grasp something, but he couldn't catch it. With a strong reluctance on his face, he finally fell into a coma.

After he was in a coma, ye Hongtian only felt that there was endless darkness around him. He kept falling down and falling into the bottomless abyss. There was nothing around him, no one, and no one could save him. He felt despair.

In despair, ye Hongtian slowly closed his eyes, waiting for the arrival of death.

At this time, a voice with some anxiety sounded in Ye Hongtian's mind, which pulled Ye Hongtian out of the despair.

"Ye Hongtian! You can't die! What do I do when you die? I will die if you die! "

Ye Hongtian slowly opened his eyes in the endless darkness. There was no one else, and he did not know where the voice came from.

"Ye Hongtian! Wake up, I won't let you die. I haven't lived enough. I want to play more interesting things in this continent. Wake up

This voice sounded in Ye Hongtian's brain again. Ye Hongtian asked weakly, "Purple hell? Is that you? "

The voice just now is the voice of Ziming, but now no one pays attention to him after ye Hongtian asks questions. It's like listening to the voice of Ziming before.

Ye Hongtian had a bitter smile on his face and murmured: "how could it be purple hell? I'm almost dead. It must be an illusion before death."

With that, ye Hongtian was ready to close his eyes and continue to wait for death. At this time, Ziming's voice rang in his mind again.

"Wuwuwuwu, ye Hongtian, I don't want you to die. I know you are most afraid of girls crying. If you don't wake up, I will cry until you wake up. Wuwuwu."

Ye Hongtian's eyes widened fiercely in the dark. This time, he can be sure that this is not auditory hallucination. This is absolutely Ziming calling for him.

"No, I want to go out. I promise Ziming will take him to see the beautiful world outside. I must go out, I must go out! I'm going out! "

Ye Hongtian sits up with a strong sense of weightlessness. He raises his head and roars. With Ye Hongtian's roar, the darkness around him trembles slightly.

Ye Hongtian also found this situation, the desire to survive in his heart became more intense, and his wings spread behind him and flew upward.

While flying upward, he condensed the wind and thunder beads and blew them all around. Although the wind and thunder beads would soon be submerged in the dark, ye Hongtian still persevered.

Finally, the darkness is not swallowing the wind and thunder beads. The explosion of the wind and thunder beads makes the surrounding darkness shake violently.Ye Hongtian was overjoyed to see this. The wind and thunder bombs around him kept accumulating. Hundreds of wind and thunder bombs exploded around him, and the sound of explosion lasted for a long time.

The smoke of the explosion dissipated, and ye Hongtian saw a bright light in the center of the explosion of the wind and thunder bead. Without thinking about it, he flapped his wings and flew toward the light.

In this way, ye Hongtian successfully escaped the dark abyss and came to the outside.

Or that piece of grassland, but the grassland has no flowers and plants, only the rotten grass, gray fog is still shrouded in this piece of grassland.

Ye Hongtian looked at the gray fog and said coldly, "since I can't hide you, I'll refine you. There's nothing impossible in me!"

Ye Hongtian sat down on the ground, opened his mouth, a mouthful of fog was inhaled into his mouth, opened thousands of tree species quickly refining up.

The refining process is very painful. Ye Hongtian only feels that there are tens of millions of insects in his body. His face is white and purple, and black blood flows out of the seven orifices.

After refining a mist, ye Hongtian did not stop. He opened his mouth again and inhaled the mist to refine.

With more and more refining fog, ye Hongtian's refining speed is also faster and faster, and the surrounding gray fog also becomes thinner. It wasn't long before ye Hongtian cleaned up these fog.

Ye Hongtian took a breath and slowly opened his eyes. His pupil color had turned to gray white. With his handsome face, he felt handsome.

Just ready to stand up and look for a way out, the body a slant, in front of a black and coma in the past.

"No, I just woke up and fainted. I'm terminally ill, eh."

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