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The dust gradually fell, and the dragon head was not boiling. Everything was quiet.

Not far away.

They were all dumbfounded.

"Dead?"

"It seems to be dead."

"What happened?"

"I don't know. Just now that kind of power has confined the battlefield. I can't see clearly!" After a few words, there was no sound.

The picture clearly emerged, and they saw a man and a beast devouring there, just like an ancient giant beast in tuina. How could they look at it.

Li Changsheng called a ghost and rushed over: "you didn't die?"

Li Yi said with a smile, "go aside."

Kunpeng snorted again, but he did not speak.

Finally, the invisible power was completely swallowed up by them, and there was no residue left.

Several people came together, one by one dark strange.

Li Yi smiles: "OK, we can go on the road." After finishing his practice, his breath is restrained, so they can't feel his realm. Otherwise, they will be surprised.

Kunpeng still did not speak, but expressed his displeasure in his eyes. He took a look at Li Yi and then fell into the void.

A few minutes later, they were on their way again.

In a flash of time, three days later, the black and white alternation on on the land of Chiyang is becoming more and more frequent, as if entering another space.

Until the fourth day.

All of a sudden, there was a "song" in the air. Several people raised their heads one after another, and a touch of light and shadow flashed and disappeared.

What the hell?

They were shocked.

Li Changsheng slightly opened his mouth and exclaimed at the next moment: "crane, it appears."

Sure enough, it's in this position.

Li Yi was vaguely excited and breathed a lot. Of course, compared with the appearance of the crane, what he wanted more was the second real interpretation of the dragon.

The son of Dayun swamp, one step after the past.

The virgin followed.

The others remained unmoved.

Li Yi laughs: "such speed, if can catch up with, that hell." Ignoring the two people who had already gone away, he went forward again. In the dark, he seemed to have a feeling that the real solution of the dragon was in front of him.

That feeling, along with his advance, became more and more intense.

Five days have passed.

Darkness gradually came, the red sun earth completely dark down, they stopped moving forward.

Whoosh!

Gusts of cold wind blowing in here, bringing suffocating cold.

Suddenly, a creaking voice sounded in the dark, several people suddenly exploded, and the hair was creepy.

Li Yi opened his eyes to see the dark creatures. They were moving slowly and rhythmically. What was terrible was that the number of these dark creatures was actually

The protoss princess also saw it. Her face turned white, and her voice trembled: "dark creatures, hell, are we in hell?"

Li Yi coagulated his eyes and thought of Zhong Lihe. Maybe the deep of the earth of Chiyang is hell. He then asked, "who practices the holy light?"

The princess looked at Wen Yuqing and said, "does the goddess seem to practice the art of light?"

Holy light, which is a kind of practice representing light, can drive out all darkness once it is put into practice.

Wen Yuqing did not say a word, one step out, the delicate jade hand waved, Yingying like light began to flash out, and then bloom, like a bright light, lit up here.

The dark creatures are no longer moving forward.

Li Yi was so dazzled that he seemed to see something. He whispered, "you are waiting for me here." As the voice dropped, he rushed straight into the dark, heading in a certain direction.

There, there is a lonely figure.

She is no longer white dress, but black and lonely, as if, her whole person into the dark, become a part of the dark.

The next moment, she raised her head and showed a pair of extremely bright eyes. Even the darkness could not hide its light. She saw the figure of Li Yi rushing over. This time, she did not retreat.

Crash, all the dark creatures began to stay away from here.

Li Yi rushed over, slowed down and stared at her. He took a deep breath, and his tone was dry and hoarse. He called out, "is that you?"

She said nothing.

Li Yi slightly closed his eyes, revealing all kinds of pain: "Niang."

For hundreds of years, long and terrible, he finally saw the holy palace and saint who had once been so gorgeous that countless women were eclipsed and countless men looked up to.

She also has a layer of identity, she is the black swordsman Li Yi's biological mother.

They met.

But he did not have the joy of reunion, only felt very sad.

The darkness devoured his mother.

Why is this?In her eyes, it seems that she has forgotten herself. Can't she remember who she is?

Li Yi seemed rather than smiling. She was so sad that she moved on again.

However

With each step of Li Yi, she will instinctively regress and always keep a certain distance from him.

Seeing such a picture, Li Yi's heart is dripping blood. He just wants to hug him. That's all. Why is it so difficult?

Roar!

He roared, as if to vent his pent up anger. For a moment, he wanted to rush into the dark and cut off the clock.

Why?

Why is this?

Li Yi's smile was more bitter and astringent, and he called out again: "mother, don't you remember me? I am feng'er! "

She remained unmoved.

Li Yi took a deep breath, pressed down the heavy in her heart and stopped talking.

At this time, the dragon shaped pulse in the real dragon medicine to wake up, she said: "her state is very special."

Li Yi said nothing.

She added, "there is only one person in the world who can save her."

Yeah?

Li Yi frowned.

Shenyao then said: "she gave her soul to those guys and became a part of the darkness. If you want to wake her up, you have to find the disciple of Meng Po in the legend, because only she knows the entrance to hell."

Li Yi congeals the sight: "the entrance of hell?"

Shenyao said: "yes, but Mengpo's disciples have existed for a long time. Maybe they have died."

Li Yi:

Shenyao also said: "I don't know if she has entered the samsara, whether there is any orthodoxy in the world, maybe there is, or not. I'm not sure."

Li Yi asked, "is there no other way but her?"

Shenyao sighed: "hell is a very terrible place. Even the great emperor would not like to step on it easily. At that time, Meng Po, who was guarding the Naihe bridge, accepted a disciple, but she was immortal. That disciple was unable to inherit the orthodoxy, so she broke out of the hell."

Of course, that's a very old thing. Up to now, there is no record of Meng Po's disciples in any history books.

Li Yi asked again, "what if I became a great success?"

Shenyao said: "I said, even the great emperor would not easily step on foot, and it is impossible to know the entrance of hell, unless the people in hell tell you."