Although Luo Bingqian used the "Sealing Array" to instantly open up this safe passage in this black ocean, after all, this sea has been "dark" for two hundred years, and no matter how powerful the "Sealing Array" is, it is impossible to completely defeat this sea.

The high sea walls on both sides were only briefly stable, and on the surface of this sea wall, the light of the magic circle shimmered, forming a huge net, barely supporting the tall barrier, so that the sea water could not pour in, and the monsters inside could not come out.

But at the weak point of this net, as long as the passer-through is a little closer to the sea wall, these monsters will seize the opportunity and drag them out of the wall, into the dark abyss.

With Luo Bingqian in front of him and leading the way with a talisman flag, Mo Zhiyu arranged for Luo Yiying to guard in the middle of the team, and he himself went up to the back of the hall with his tail.

This escape was very hurried, and the young disciples had just escaped from the tiger's mouth, and they were all panicked in this narrow passage. When Mo Zhiyu saw that a disciple was almost dragged out of the wall by a monster, he immediately ran over, cut off the black claw with a knife, dragged the young disciple back, and pushed the person forward, while shouting loudly: "All line up, walk in the middle!" ”

Luo Yiying heard Mo Zhiyu's voice and shouted in front of him. The people in the middle and at the end maintain order, and finally slow down the chance of people being captured by monsters.

But as time went on, the valley in the middle of the sea began to become narrower, and the walls on both sides continued to compress towards the middle, and the devil's minions had more opportunities.

The whole passage has a total of 2,000 kilometers, and it has been half a day since the beginning of the passage, and their huge team has only traveled a little more than halfway. Facing threats in the oceans on both sides, in such a high-pressure environment, people can't help but be physically and mentally exhausted.

This is not only a test of strength, but also a test of mentality. Even Mo Zhiyu clenched the knife in his hand, ready to entangle with these monsters beyond the sea walls.

Suddenly, a young disciple fell to the ground and vomited on the spot. Mo Zhiyu immediately went over to support him, and at the same time yelled at the others: "Run! Don't stop! ”

The young disciples who had planned to come over to help immediately moved forward in an orderly manner.

"Cheer up!" Mo Zhiyu dragged the young disciple up, almost carrying this person forward, and did not dare to pause in the slightest step.

But the young disciple was still retching, and his face was very bad. Mo Zhiyu could only continue to carry this person and run, while encouraging him: "Hold on, get out of here soon!" Do you still have the strength to eat Yunmen's Rejuvenation Pill?! ”

"No...... Leave me alone......" said the young disciple in frustration, "I...... I just inhaled the Extreme Abyss Poisonous Mist......"

Hearing this, Mo Zhiyu's speed also slowed down, and he inhaled the Extreme Abyss Poisonous Mist, this matter can be big or small, but this person has not mutated so far, and he should still be saved.

So he immediately sped up and ran, and shouted, "It's okay, survive here, and I can heal you!" ”

"Ink ...... Mo ...... "The young disciple seemed to be a little weaker, and he was panting for breath when he was carried by Mo Zhiyu like this.

"My name is Mo Zhiyu!" Mo Zhiyu responded loudly to the young disciple, and his voice rumbled, not only stimulating this person's hearing, but also stimulating this person's divine sense.

Stimulated by the voice of Mo Zhiyu, the young disciple's spirit was obviously more uplifted, he wanted to turn his head to look at Mo Zhiyu, but after all, he didn't have enough strength, so he could only say: "I know, you are Mo Zhiyu, you are the Mo Wangye, I am very happy to be able to explore with you." ”

"The danger hasn't even begun yet! You cheer me up! Mo Zhiyu roared, and the sound vibrated forward, which also lifted the spirits of the people in front of him, and the speed was also a little faster.

"I'm sorry...... Ahem! The young disciple coughed twice, and he didn't cover his mouth with his hands, but he also saw two drops of blackened blood fall to the ground, and then he said, "The poison has entered the inner organs...... I'm lucky I haven't turned into a monster yet...... However, there is no longer any help......"

"What nonsense? As long as you haven't turned into a monster, you can be saved! Mo Zhi shouted, but he felt that the young disciple was resisting him, dragging him hard.

"Let me go, I'm going to die!" As the disciple spoke, he suddenly gritted his teeth, pushed Mo Zhiyu away, and took the initiative to grab the black claws that poked out of the wall of water next to him.

"What are you doing?!" Mo Zhiyu dragged the young disciple back with great effort, clenched the knife in his hand, and was about to swing the knife to cut off the black claw.

But this young disciple was faster, he took the initiative to let this black claw pierce into his abdomen, and then turned his head to look at Mo Zhiyu, black blood oozed from the corner of his mouth, and he said, "You are a legend, but you can't save a dying person!" ”

Mo Zhi was stunned for a moment, watching this young disciple being dragged into the pitch-black sea wall by the black claws, and inside the sea wall was the black abyss, which quickly swallowed the shadow of the person, and all he could see was the monsters lying in the sea wall, waiting for the next opportunity.

Mo Zhi gritted his teeth in anger, and no longer delayed time, and continued to run forward.

"Idiot!" He roared out in a low voice, and in his opinion, it would be foolish to give up life. However, he also knew that the fate of doomed death was the most terrible than the real threat of death.

Just now, this young disciple was rare not to be robbed of his mind by the Extreme Abyss Poisonous Mist, but he couldn't resist the fear of death in his heart, and took the initiative to give up hope of life. I don't know whether to feel sorry for him, or to admire his courage to die.

As the team continued to move forward, there were occasional disciples who gave up their lives, or were forcibly taken away by monsters outside the sea walls. The threat of death has always existed, and the shadow of death is getting bigger and bigger, as a person behind the palace, Mo Zhiyu has seen the loss of all life, and even his heart feels uneasy.

He immediately used his divine sense to find Luo Bingqian's Yuan Force aura in front of him, and asked in a voice, "How long is it left?" ”

Luo Bingqian immediately replied to him: "There are still three hundred kilometers left!" ”

"It's almost there, rush!" Mo Zhiyu roared, using his voice to cheer up the disciples in front of him, so that these people could not be crushed by the shadow of death, and told them that this was not a failure!

The faster they advanced, the farther away from the sealing circle, and the more unstable the wall became.

(End of chapter)