Beichen Moxuan frowned, not daring to be careless. While escorting them away, he used his spiritual power to prevent Quicksand from launching a new round of attacks on them.
Several people got closer and closer to the stone wall, the growth rate of the quicksand increased several times, and the sand pillars stabbed towards the several people. Beichen Moxuan used his spiritual power, while helping the light to reinforce the protective film, while blocking the sand pillar's offensive with his spiritual power, even though the speed of progress was a little slower, a few people still slowly moved to the front of the stone wall. At this moment, the quicksand transformed into the form of a giant, and the giant danced its thick arms and punched several people.
"Come on!" Beichen Moxuan was startled and shouted. He used his spiritual power to push a few people into the stone wall. After shaking his head, he was hit by the giant's fist and fell into the quicksand.
"Beichen Moxuan!!!" Leng Yetong roared, his heart was full of anxiety, he wanted to rush to save him, but because of inertia, the three of them merged into the stone wall and went to another space.
A few people passed through the stone wall, and the quicksand lost the target of its attack. After a few turns, the quicksand gradually dispersed, and the tomb returned to its original state, but there was no Beichen Moxuan in the tomb.
A green light illuminated the tomb. Beichen Moxuan's body was wrapped in a green spiritual ball and floated up from the ground. His face was pale and his eyes were tightly closed, but a smile on his lips showed that he had no regrets.
"Hey, what should I do with you?" The woman's soft sigh echoed in the tomb, and the green spiritual power wrapped around Beichen Moxuan turned dark green, his complexion gradually became ruddy, and his eyes moved. He moved and slowly opened his eyes.
"Xing'er, I know it's you, why didn't you come out to see me!?" Beichen Moxuan woke up, opened his eyes, and moved his hands, his voice full of love and pain echoed in the tomb.
"Mo Xuan, you and I both understand that Murong Xing'er doesn't exist anymore, why are you still so persistent?" The woman sighed softly and said faintly, "I know everything you've done in the past thousand years. When I hear that you have done something stupid again, my heart will hurt a little, it's been so long, let yourself go."
"No, Xing'er, I'll never let you go!" Beichen Moxuan shook his head and said firmly, "What has kept me alive in the past thousand years is the obsession of finding you, if this obsession is If it doesn’t exist anymore, then I will give up my divine membership, fall into reincarnation, drink the water of the Forgotten River, and hope to meet you forever.”
"Fool, why are you so persistent." Murong Xing'er's voice was filled with deep helplessness and pity. She couldn't be more clear about his character. She sighed softly and stopped talking.
"Xing'er, where are you? I want to see you." Beichen Moxuan's voice of infinite nostalgia sounded, and there was an unprecedented urgency in his eyes.
"Mo Xuan, come over from here, your companion is still waiting for you." Murong Xing'er said nothing, after a long time, she said lightly, wrapping Beichen Mo Xuan's spiritual power and sending him into the stone wall , After he passed through the stone wall, her voice sounded again, saying, "Mo Xuan, remember, go straight to the right when you leave here, no matter what happens, stick to the right, go, I am in the tomb of the gods. The deepest place is waiting for you."
"Xing'er!!!" Beichen Moxuan roared, his eyes seemed to be wet, and before he could say anything, what appeared in front of him was Leng Yetong's anxious face.