Chapter Seventy-Two: The Swamp of the Golden Silkworm Gu Realm

Ling Xuanluo subdued Yun Qing with the help of Dawa Yangji's ghost, and was finally able to enter the phantom talisman to save Duan Xiao, but Yun Zhishang saw him hand over the Jiao Qiu Sword, but he resolutely shook his head and said: "No, Brother Xiao didn't go with you, he must not want you to get into danger easily, how can I let you go into the tiger's den without my eyes? Pen × fun × Pavilion www. biquge。 info So the illusion charm is up to me, you stay here!"

Xi Mutong has mentioned this Songliu Immortal many times, so Ling Xuanluo has long heard of his arrogance of sticking a knife in his ribs for the sake of his friends, and it has been confirmed at this time.

However, the situation was critical, and he really had no time to argue, so he said decisively: "Uncle Duan's life is hanging by a thread, we have to hurry up!" Uncle Yun, Yun Qing is cunning and cunning, and she can do everything, and with you to take care of her, I can save people with peace of mind!"

Without waiting for him to speak again, he shoved the sword into his hand, and then walked towards Yunqing without looking back.

Yunqing lay on the ground, as if he was about to give birth. The big belly pressed her so much that she couldn't move, just hoping that they could drag Duan Xiao out immediately and get herself out of the sea of suffering, but she didn't know where the two of them came from to say so much, and they couldn't finish talking, and they were so anxious that they screamed like killing pigs: "You delay the time again, be careful that I regret it!"

Ling Xuanluo really wasn't worried that she would regret it, but he was anxious to see Duan Xiao, so he didn't say more, walked up to her and said, "You open the entrance of the illusion talisman." ”

She flipped over her palms with difficulty, popped out several black threads from between the fingers of her five fingers, wrapped around Ling Xuanluo, and in the blink of an eye, he shrank little by little, and then turned into a small spark, and entered the illusion talisman.

He had entered the Immortal Talisman of the Son of Heaven in the Valley of Chaos, and he still remembered the chessboard array full of mysteries in the talisman.

And Yun Qing's phantom talisman really matched her own description, it was full of fierce mountains and rivers, and the atmosphere was gloomy, and its horror level was comparable to that of the Fragmented Mountain and the Netherworld Valley.

Ling Xuanluo stepped on the mud all over the ground, looking around anxiously, and shouted: "Uncle Duan, where are you? Xuanluo has come to save you, can you hear it?"

After shouting for a long time, no one responded, only his own voice, echoing in the hollow.

Unable to find anyone, he was not impatient, but he couldn't help cheering for himself: "Don't worry, Uncle Duan, Jiren Tianxiang, didn't die so easily in the hands of Yun Qing, he must still be supporting! Yun Qing said that he was stuck in the swamp, if I keep moving forward, I can reach the swamp and see him!"

He used his immortal power to urge his steps, and he walked as fast as light and shadow. After climbing over several dark hills in a row, a boundless swamp appeared in front of you.

As soon as I leaned over, a sour, suffocating smell of corpses hit my face. He frowned, and when he stopped looking, he saw that the pond was full of gray peat slurry, and the surface of the carbon slurry was covered with a thin layer of moss, and from time to time the moss was separated, and a bubble bubble appeared "Gollum", and then the bubble burst, and at the moment of rupture, you could see a piece of white bone buried in it.

"Oh my God, Yun Qing actually used her illusion talisman as a dead body landfill! Uncle Duan was thrown into such a filthy and foul-smelling quagmire by her!"

He thought angrily, covering his mouth and nose with one hand, and with the other he picked up a branch from the ground and began to stir up the mud. But looking around, except for weeds and human stumps and broken arms, no traces related to Duan Xiao were found.

"Uncle Duan, has already sunk to the bottom of the swamp, right? No, since I'm already in, I can't give up, I won't leave until I see him! Looks like I'm going to have to jump in and see if I can find him!"

He made up his mind to bury his head in the swamp, but he heard a moving man's voice behind him: "Xuanluo, I'm here!"

(To be continued.) )