Zheng Mingde burst out with a hoarse roar, but when he fell, his hands hung down at his sides, so he even soaked his hands in the ice and rain At this time, he seriously didn't even have the body to climb.

Because he was not hit by the ice and rain above his chest, his consciousness did not slow down, and he could clearly feel that he was gradually losing consciousness from his chest down, and he could not do anything about it.

Everything was because when he took the initiative to attack Nalan Mingmei, he was forcibly condensed in his body by Nalan Mingmei, and the white qi that was used to trigger the spiritual power of the surrounding water system rushed away. If he ignored Nalan Mingmei and went directly into the room to find Ye Yongsheng, then this thousand cold ice rain would definitely not be able to trap him.

At this point, it's too late to regret it.

A smile appeared at the corner of Nalan Mingmei's mouth, and the tear in the corner of her eye, in the biting cold, turned into a crystal clear ice bead and stuck to her cheek. Then she quietly lost consciousness and fell into a deep sleep.

On the edge of the illusion realm, Ye Yongsheng had already broken through the distance besieged by the seven big-mouthed monsters, and was slowly moving forward at this time. He was covered with dozens of large wounds. The most serious wound was on the back of the shoulder, where the bones were visible, and what was more troublesome was that this wound would throb from time to time when he swung the stone stick, which affected his effectiveness against the enemy to a certain extent.

His divine consciousness was regained after several depletions, and at this time he could only recover to thirty percent, and his physical strength was also very little, but the lower roars from time to time from his back made him unable to refrain from continuing to move forward step by step.

Finally, when he felt a movement not far ahead, two black shadows had already pounced.

Ye Yongsheng's figure was slight and skillful, and he dodged the two black shadows' pounces, and at the same time waved the stone rod to knock the two black shadows away.

Almost at the same time, three or four invisible fluctuations swept from the left and right and the front, Ye Yongsheng's heart trembled, and he released several god-killing thorns in a row, scattering most of these fluctuations and then suffering a few aftershocks.

Then he fought with the black shadows that continued to pounce.

This time, it was nine big-mouthed monsters that were encountered, and when these nine big-mouthed monsters attacked, they were completely undisciplined, and sometimes they released invisible fluctuations, making Ye Yongsheng extremely embarrassed.

By the time he had tried his best to kill all nine big-mouthed monsters, he had only two percent of his consciousness left.

Wanting to take a break, the roar on his back rang out again, so he had to reluctantly take steps and rub forward step by step.

As he stepped over a crack, he was attacked by a deep, large-mouthed monster that was hidden, and then fell into the crack.

The wide range of thorns in the crack immediately pierced deep into his body, and then seven or eight invisible fluctuations were released, and the target was Ye Yongsheng in the center.

When Ye Yongsheng was in a hurry, he sent four killing stabs in a row, but he was hit by the remaining four invisible fluctuations.

In an instant, his whole head buzzed as if it had exploded, and his body squatted down half involuntarily. However, in the next moment, the thorns that pierced his body deeply were pressed by his action, and the thorns pierced even deeper.

The pain for a while actually overcame the mental discomfort, allowing him to completely sober up when he was in extreme pain.

Everywhere around, there were nine big-mouthed monsters lurking quietly. I saw these big-mouthed monsters puffing out their stomachs slightly, obviously brewing the next invisible fluctuation in the rain.

Ye Yongsheng didn't dare to slack off, exhausted all the remaining divine senses, and finally released the nine Killing God Thorns, killing all the big-mouthed monsters.

Immediately, he felt extremely tired, but the pain caused by the deep piercing of the thorn on his body made him feel extremely deformed and excited after being extremely tired.

So he gritted his teeth and reluctantly picked the spicy from his body with a stone stick, and then smashed the spicy place with a few sticks.

The lower roar sounded again, Ye Yongsheng looked at the seventy-five-degree slope on the crack wall, stuck the stone stick on his waist, used his hands and feet together, and slowly climbed up.

The next wave of big-mouthed monsters was still so sudden, and nine black shadows pounced on Ye Yongsheng at the same time from the cracks around them. There was even a relatively large large-mouthed monster among them, and when it pounced, it also released invisible fluctuations for the first time.

After a bitter battle, Ye Yongsheng had more scars on his body, but he finally survived.

Even he was a little strange about how he survived. When his divine sense was consumed to the extreme, and his spirit was in a trance, he was pounced on by several big-mouthed monsters and bit him fiercely. The intense pain seemed to have stabbed his divine sense, so he actually squeezed out a few more killing god stabs and killed these big-mouthed monsters one by one.

After that, it was hard for him to imagine how he had walked through it. The most dangerous time, nine large-sized large-mouthed monsters tore at him at the same time, but he took advantage of the situation and plunged into Jing La, stabbing all the big mouth monsters that couldn't dodge to death.

Until several waves of large-sized and big-mouthed monsters attacked at the same time, but they were also killed by him in all kinds of unbelievable means that bordered on self-harm. Then he noticed that there seemed to be fewer cracks in the road in front of him.

As he walked slowly, he noticed that the lowered roar seemed to have not been heard in a long time.

So his mind moved, he stopped, sat on the ground and slowly rubbed his soreness and numbness, but the sound never sounded.

Ye Yongsheng sighed, feeling the tingling pain caused by the hundreds of wounds on his body, as well as the divine consciousness that gradually began to recover a little, and said secretly: "Is this the first layer of purgatory? ”

Since the voice was no longer urging, he sat for a while, and waited until his consciousness had recovered to about forty percent and his strength had recovered a little, before he stood up and walked forward.

After that, the road is the same as the road from which it came, except that the number of cracks is getting fewer and the road surface is getting easier to walk.

It was as if from the time he entered the Gobi to the present, he just walked in from the end of the Gobi, passed through the middle of the Gobi, and then walked out.

He didn't know how long he walked, but he saw a familiar black portal in the distance. Behind the black portal, there is an endless white mist.

He was not interested in exploring the white fog again, so he pushed the door open and walked out.

Then he lay down on the bed as if he had just woken up from his sleep, but had not yet opened his eyes. Feeling the familiar spiritual power operation on his body, as well as the divine consciousness that did not increase, Ye Yongsheng opened his eyes and stood up, but when he was about to speak, he did not see Nalan Ming's existence.

In the depths of his mind, there was a sudden and genuine restlessness welling up, and the next moment, he understood that the restlessness was the three-life divine contract from his body.

The last time he used the Three-Life Divine Contract to sense Nalan Mingmei's thoughts, it wasn't long before he made the Three-Life Divine Contract to Nalan Mingmei, and in order to test the function of the Three-Life Divine Contract, he only exerted his strength once.

Then, the relationship between the two eased day by day, and then they got closer and closer, and until now, he has not used this method again.

There was no time to think about it, and he used the three-life divine contract for the second time to sense Nalan Ming's thoughts. However, in the depths of his consciousness, there was a blur and chaos, as if Nalan Mingmei had stopped thinking.

It is seldom that the monk's consciousness comes to a complete standstill, that is, on the edge of sleep, the city of consciousness spontaneously operates, and the result is a dream. And at this time, he couldn't feel Nalan Ming's thoughts,

There was only one possibility, Nalan Mingmei had fallen into a deep sleep beyond ordinary sleep at this time.

Thinking of Nalan's bright endless Xuanbing, Ye Yongsheng felt a little relieved, and then, he sensed the biting coldness outside the room.

Unable to care about the shocking world anymore, Ye Yongsheng threw himself out of the room with a vertical golden light method, and then stayed on the spot.

The scale of the radius of more than ten zhang was a large snow cellar and ice sky, Nalan Ming was lying quietly in the middle, a teardrop condensed into ice crystals in the corner of his eye emitted a faint light in the sun, stabbing his eyes with a burst of pain.

Not far from Nalan Mingmei, a figure covered in a thin layer of ice seemed to be still moving, and in the distance, a figure below the chest was completely covered by ice, leaving only the chest above the chest struggling desperately, making a lowered roar, like a beast lost in a trap and unable to escape.

Ye Yongsheng took a deep breath, teleported to Nalan Mingmei's side, stretched out his hands, hugged her slightly cool body, and stretched out his hand to probe her veins, nose and forehead.

Nalan Mingmei's pulse was extremely weak, her breathing was almost unnoticeable, her forehead was cold, if it weren't for the effect of the Three Lives Divine Contract, Ye Yongsheng would even have to wonder if she was dead.

Suddenly, boundless anger welled up in his heart. He held Nalan Mingmei in one hand, walked to Lian Chengxi's side, and the Huangyan brick smashed down.

Lian Chengxi was hit hard by this, and his originally slow thinking immediately stagnated, and he immediately fell unconscious.

Then Ye Yongsheng walked to Zheng Mingde's side again, and with his frightened eyes, he held up the Huangyan brick high.

Before being hit by the Huangyan brick, Zheng Mingde was still shouting, "I am a member of the Sword Sect, and you can't hurt me." ”

Ye Yongsheng smiled coldly, ignored him, and smashed him to the ground.

There was a commotion in the distance, and the bearded man and four or five monks of different colors rushed towards him.

Seeing that Ye Yongsheng picked up Zheng Mingde and Lian Chengxi's bodies, he walked towards the room. The bearded man was overjoyed in his heart, and said: "This man dares to attack the people of the Sword Sect, hehe, he's finished." Even Chengxi seems to have been caught by him, so it's okay, I guess he won't have the face to reward me after he goes back. ”

So he shouted loudly: "Ye Yongsheng, don't let go of Zheng Daoyou!"

As if he hadn't heard, Ye Yongsheng threw the two aside, then stretched out a foot, stepped on Lian Chengxi, hugged Nalan Mingmei with one hand, and quietly waited for the arrival of this group of people