At present, the only psychological comfort for Lu Xiaotian is that the general Xuanxian level strong man lacks the ability to resist the stream water in the stream, which has some influence on him, but it is not irresistible.

As for the two celestial level strong men, crying night and corpse curl, it is obvious that they have stronger resistance to the stream.

However, the red and Black Double Dragons reacted so much that it could also explain what powerful things were in the dead sea or in the sea, so that the two powerful dragon families could get away for the first time.

Lu Xiaotian wanted to go at this time, but he was afraid of the old monster of the general. Once the old guy fell into silence, he had no news. He didn't even respond to the previous corpse stream and the fall of corpse Zhong one after another. It was obvious that he was cruel and cruel. Although crying night and corpse curl were also powerful, Lu Xiaotian thought to himself, be careful and don't give these two guys a chance to attack, There is a good chance of escaping with the help of the strange of the dead mulberry forest.

Just in the face of the old monster generals who may wake up at any time, or secretly stare at everything around him, Lu Xiaotian was not sure. Lu Xiaotian did not dare to act rashly until he was sure of getting away. Avoid angering generals and ministers and causing irreparable consequences.

When they arrived at the stream, several Xuanxian level dead silkworm war figurines disappeared into the stream. Other dead silkworm war figurines realized that the current situation could not be any cheaper for them, so they withdrew respectively. Lu Xiaotian and crying night, the corpse curl was rarely relieved.

"The master is really smart. We two have no clue. I didn't expect Dongfang Taoist friends to find a clue about the dead sea so soon. Please tell Dongfang Taoist friends what to do later." cry night said happily.

"Take a breath first, and then look for them from these streams after their recovery. I know very little about the dead sea." Lu Xiaotian hesitated for a while and said. Since entering the dry mulberry forest, there have been many strange changes all the way, which makes people dizzy. Although Lu Xiaotian has some speculation, he is not completely sure whether these staggered streams connect the dead sea or lead to another dangerous situation.

Crying night and corpse curl nodded at the same time, and there was a fierce battle just now. Although they had no loss, the consumption was really not small. Seeing the power of these streams, when they calmed down, they also realized that the hidden danger of these streams or the dark dry sea behind them would never be small. Looking for them in their current state, they might not have any good fruit to eat.

After a rest, they recovered as before. The space force in the body that had been consumed almost recovered as usual. Crying night and corpse owl protect Lu Xiaotian in the middle. The three carefully cross over streams and search forward.

In the area where streams crisscross, the dead mulberry forest is gradually scarce, and two dragon chants behind it are startled. Lu Xiaotian looked back and saw that the dead mulberry forest had disappeared. In the gray air, a huge painting floated in the void. In the painting, the dead mulberry forest loomed, and a faint pathetic breath came faintly.

Lu Xiaotian took a breath of air-conditioning, and a conjecture came out of his mind. Is it difficult that the dead mulberry forest they entered before was just a picture scroll?

The same shock also appeared on the face of crying night and corpse curl.

The means of this dead dead silkworm respect is really powerful. Such a living dead mulberry forest can refine it into a painting volume. With the strength of Lu Xiaotian's original God, he accidentally entered it without noticing it. Even if it was only in a painting volume before the guess at this time, Lu Xiaotian still couldn't recognize the flaws of the dead mulberry and layers of fallen leaves.

At this time, Lu Xiaotian doubted whether his space was on the way to the dead sea or into another painting volume.

Along the way, the previous stream has become a Pentium river. The current inside is fast and surging forward.

The suction force from the inside increased again. Lu Xiaotian was more and more worried about whether he could stop the suction force from the mingkuhai if he really came near the mingkuhai.

"Two Taoist friends, this is still the case here. The suction force on the other side of the mingkuhai sea must be stronger. Do you know if the elder has any means to deal with it? If this goes on, we may not be able to reach the mingkuhai sea alive." when we arrived near the unknown River, Lu Xiaotian said in a deep voice. He was not alarmist. As the water area behind us became larger and larger, according to the current trend, The situation is likely to be more serious than expected.

"The master has some means to leave. As long as he gets to the dead sea, no matter how big a crisis is, the master will go. Dongfang Taoist friends can rest assured," cried night.

"I hope so, but according to the current situation, if there is no other means, I really can't live in the dead sea." Lu Xiaotian was waiting to say something. At this time, his face suddenly changed again.

I saw that in the originally surging river, the seemingly ordinary river water set off huge waves, which were distorted, and the river water formed a human, animal, or corpse monster.

These water-shaped monsters roared and fluttered to the shore, and the body curled out with a machete in his hand. Bang bang, the water monsters coming from the opposite side were blown into water droplets under the shadow of the knife and turned into torrential rain.

There was an amazing pulling force in the sprinkled rain. It is unrealistic for Lu Xiaotian to avoid it. There is falling rain everywhere, which can't be avoided at all.

The night of crying stretched out his hand, and a large number of dove free corpse fires gushed out, forming a huge fire curtain in the void, shielding a relatively safe area above his head.

Wheezing---

The seemingly ordinary rain hit the fire curtain and burst into smoke. It seems that the rain has amazing corrosivity. And the smoke twisted into a ferocious ghost shape.

Crying night and corpse curl are very dignified now. They feel that they are not easy to provoke each other when they fight with this ghost. And when the two of them want to protect Lu Xiaotian, they are also a little tied up.

"The ghost of Jiuyou is very powerful. Although it doesn't come from the real weak water, there are a lot of them. It's hard to deal with them. Over time, I and corpse curl are afraid that we can't protect Dongfang Taoist friends well. We have to try our best to delay. Dongfang Taoist friends take the opportunity to break through the encirclement in time and cut and delay the master's great event." crying night stretched out his fingers and several corpse fire long knives loomed, Cut off several fierce ghosts who have passed through the corpse fire barrier.

"The ghost of Jiuyou?" Lu Xiaotian's heart jumped, which could make the night cry and the corpse curl so nervous. In fact, his strength was definitely not small.

It can be seen that the matchless dove free corpse fire and the shadow of the knife broke several ghost shadows first, but these ghost shadows were scattered into the gray rainstorm around, and did not disappear completely. On the contrary, those ghost soldiers formed by the rain into a tusk like shape, frequently attacked with the sword combined with the dove free corpse fire, and splashed with fire, These ghosts of Jiuyou haven't used much powerful magic power for a while, and they have been avoiding the fire of no dove corpse crying at night.