"Very strong death air." Di Moxuan also frowned slightly, looking at the gloomy black air in the distance.
dead
Ye Qingluo was slightly taken aback.
It's really like death.
Because just looking at the past, I felt a sense of depression in my heart.
It seems that it can easily draw out the most painful and desperate memories in people's hearts.
Filled with... hopeless and lonely, the breath of death.
"If it's death energy, why...is this jungle so lush? It's not affected by death energy at all?"
Generally speaking, it is a place where death lingers.
The more intense and dense the dead air is.
In a radius of thousands of miles, it is impossible to have any vitality.
Not to mention, the foliage is luxuriant and the trees are full of shade.
"Not only is this jungle unaffected, but the mountains over there, surrounded by death energy, are all luxuriant." It was also the first time for Emperor Moxuan to see such a situation.
A place where death lingers.
A piece of green.
The branches and leaves are so lush that it doesn't seem to be entangled with death energy at all.
"The counterfeit dragged Mu Qiulan into that mountain...will he be affected by death energy?" Ye Qingluo raised his head, looking at the darkened sky surrounded by death energy.
If a person is infected with the spirit of death.
It is not far from death.
Not to mention... such a strong dead air.
"That person deliberately lured us into that mountain." Di Mo Xuantao's eyes narrowed slightly, and his expression was slightly serious.
"You mean... that mountain has traps?" Ye Qingluo.
Di Moxuan nodded: "Follow me closely."
He knew that it was impossible for Ye Qingluo to agree to let Ye Qingluo leave.
It is also impossible to let him enter the deep mountain alone.
the most important is.
Before knowing the other party's purpose.
He also couldn't rest assured, leaving Ye Qingluo alone.
The two looked at each other, clasped their hands tightly, and walked into Xiya Mountain together.
Seven turns and eight turns.
The two soon arrived at the deepest part of Xiya Mountain.
Standing at the foot of this deep mountain.
Ye Qingluo felt the strong black yin energy coming towards him.
It seems to have opened a huge mouth.
To devour her like.
Ye Qingluo's pupils shrank slightly.
Di Moxuan held her into his arms with his long arms, and his long and tall body blocked all the lingering death energy.
"Ah Xuan..." Ye Qingluo looked at the countless Yin Qi hitting Di Moxuan's back, and immediately clenched his sleeves tightly with his little hands.
"These have no effect on me." Di Moxuan replied indifferently.
Ye Qingluo looked at Di Moxuan's face worriedly, and was relieved when he was sure that his expression had not changed at all.
She buried her head in his arms: "These dead spirits will actively attack people, so how...how can I enter this mountain?"
"Isn't there still me?" Di Moxuan held her little hand.
Ye Qingluo pursed her lips: "It's obviously dangerous here, if you keep protecting me like this, it will only put both of us in danger."
She didn't want to be a burden and drag Di Moxuan down.
Di Moxuan smiled lightly, squeezed her little hand: "Look."
Ye Qingluo looked suspiciously at the hands they held.
see you...
In the hands of the two of them, a streamer of purple and red intertwined suddenly appeared.
The rays of light intertwined, one circle after another.
Tightly, Ye Qingluo was surrounded by it.
That is... the light from the Underworld Phoenix Ring and the Underworld Dragon Ring!
Ye Qingluo stared in surprise at the rays of light emitted by the intertwining of the two rings.
Just like lovers, life and death are entangled.