The bones of the gods suddenly appeared, and mysterious and ancient mantras appeared on them.
With the appearance of the spell, those god bones that had been scattered all over the ground flew up and gathered together.
Bo Qing couldn't help but be surprised.
He thought about it for a while, the power of the whole body wind condensed, and Feng Dun quickly hidden his body without a trace.
The bones of Yuan Zhi Gang's dragon, but in a few moments, they gathered together and turned into a corpse dragon with the same shape as its body.
And in the whole body of his corpse dragon, there is also a breath that is completely incommunicable with the earlier Yuan Zhigang.
It seems that the corpse dragon is very similar to the corpse willow that I saw in Jiuyuan earlier.
Bone wings dozens of feet wide spread out, and the corpse dragon flew into the sky and penetrated into the red blood mist.
In those blood mists that are enough to suffocate, the bone dragon has no effect at all. On the contrary, those blood mist nourish its corpse. The corpse dragon's original white bone has become as transparent as red agate.
Bo Qing looked back, his eyes full of surprise.
Looking at the direction, the Corpse Bone Dragon flew out of the Ninefold Divine Abyss.
Bo Qing thought for a moment, and quickly chased down the narrow mountain path that he had discovered earlier.
In the sky, red corpse dragons are flying, and underground, Bo Qing is chasing down the mountain road.
And in the opposite direction of Bo Qing and Corpse Dragon, Ye Lingyue and Di Xin are also evacuating from Jiuzhong Shenyuan.
Di Xin carried Ye Lingyue on his back and drove all the way.
When the two rushed into the blood mist, the entire Ninefold Divine Abyss that the blood mist had diffused was. Emperor Xin leaned on a strong sword spirit, chopped through thorns, and stunned to kill a passage in the blood mist.
The two of them rushed into the position around Qiyuan.
It's just that as time went on, Di Xin's sword-swinging speed slowed down.
He had entered the Ninefold Divine Abyss without any interest adjustment after the battle with the Yuanlong Dragon earlier.
In the middle, in order to get Zeng Xiaoyu and others out first, back and forth into the Nine Heavy Divine Abyss after two trips, the depletion of the body is very serious.
Even if he struggled to support it, he was tired now.
In addition, the blood mist is much thicker than it came earlier.
Ye Lingyue saw that his buns were all sweat, and the speed of wielding his sword gradually slowed down.
"Emperor Xin, why don't we enter Hongmengtian to avoid it, wait for you to rest for a while, and then try to withdraw."
Regarding the safety of him and Ye Lingyue, Emperor Xin was no longer forced.
Ye Lingyue moved his mind, and wanted Dixin to enter Hongmengtian first.
After she had Hongmengtian, the first thing she learned was to use spirit to bring foreign objects into Hongmengtian.
But today, after a try, she suddenly discovered that she could not enter Hongmeng Heaven.
Ye Lingyue scared out a cold sweat.
She tried again and found that she couldn't even enter Hongmengtian.
"what happened?"
Di Xin found Ye Lingyue's stiff limbs on his back and couldn't help asking.
"Hongmengtian, I can't get in."
Ye Lingyue gave me a cry.
"Mo Pan, is it impossible to use Hongmengtian in Jiuyuan?"
Di Xin waved his sword again.
This sword energy only defeated half of the blood mist earlier.
Blood Mist was getting closer and closer to them, but at this moment, they were still trapped in the Seventh Abyss.
"No, when I practiced earlier, I could walk in and out of Hongmeng Tian freely and get some items."
If it is because of the ancient prohibition of the Ninefold Divine Abyss, it is okay to say.
But Ye Lingyue can conclude that she cannot enter the Ninefold Divine Abyss, which has nothing to do with the prohibition.
She was indeed unable to enter Hongmengtian while she was in the world.
But that happened only once.
Not only was it possible to use Hongmeng Heaven in the Ninefold Divine Abyss earlier, but there is no possibility that it cannot be used right now.
"Dingling, why, Hongmengtian will fail for no reason?"
Ye Lingyue and Gan Ding communicated.
"Master, I don't know. It may be the influence of this blood fog. Hong Mengtian's contact with you is intermittent. I'm sorry, you may not be able to enter Hongmengtian temporarily."
Ding Ling answered with guilt.
Dingling did not know the reason why Hongmengtian lost contact.
But like Ye Lingyue, there is a sense of uneasiness in her heart.
If something goes wrong, there must be a demon.
The inability to enter Hongmengtian means that Ye Lingyue and Di Xin must face the fierce blood mist.
The two were already in the Seventh Abyss and it was impossible to retreat.
But the next journey, it was very difficult for Dixin to support him alone, not to mention, he also brought a Ye Lingyue.
"Dixin, you take a rest first, I'll try to get rid of this blood mist."
Ye Lingyue wiped the sweat from his forehead for Emperor Xin, and quickly sacrificed a few symbols.
Di Xin groaned slightly and sat cross-legged.
Ye Lingyue did not hesitate, throwing out several Fulu successively.
From the primary rung to the intermediate rung, there is not much left for the rung on Ye Lingyue.
After some experimentation, she found that the Fulu leaning on her body could not compete with this unknown and endless blood mist.
"Lingyue, how many fire pits do you still have?"
He just noticed that among all the lingo of Ye Lingyue, the fire pit has some effects on this kind of blood mist, and the other attributes of the slate have no effect on the blood mist.
After Dixin adjusted her breath, her breath rose slightly, but there is no guarantee that she can stick to the exit of Jiuzhong Shenyuan.
"There are only two flames, what are you doing?"
Ye Lingyue looked at the blood mist used in front of his eyes again, his lips tightened a bit.
"There are five elements to each other. Although the cause of the blood mist is unknown, it looks like it should be water property. Your fire grate has a certain restraint effect on it. It's a pity that there are too few."
Emperor Xin had a urge to rush to the bottom of the blood mist.
But after looking at Ye Lingyue, he recalled the scene of the death of the tutor of Fengshen Temple at the entrance earlier, and he dared not act rashly.
"I blame me. I shouldn't be angry with you earlier. If you have a little damage, I will never forgive myself."
Di Xin said slightly annoyed.
"No, it's my fault. I thought about Hong Mengtian all over my body, so I didn't work with you earlier."
Ye Lingyue shook his head.
In fact, since the blood fog crisis broke out, Ye Lingyue has been very disappointed.
She was very ostrich mentality and determined that Hongmengtian must be usable. Anyone knows that there will suddenly be an Oolong event that Hongmengtian cannot enter.
This is the second time Ye Lingyue has happened because of fluke.
Every time it occurs, it will cause enough danger.
"Let's go forward for a while, and believe me, I will never let you do anything."
Di Xin held Ye Lingyue's hand tightly.
Ye Lingyue nodded slightly, then looked at the blood mist with bloody smell in front of her eyes, her eyebrows locked deeply ...