The yellow clock in Su Yun's mind was still rotating as usual, and the geographic map in his mind was constantly changing its position. Suddenly he lifted his spirits and said in a deep voice, "I found it! Let's continue walking!"
At this moment, there was a buzzing in his ears, and the tingling sensation pierced his mind like a needle!
The buzzing sounded for a moment before it disappeared, and this short sting had already made Su Yun's body covered with cold sweat, and his clothes were soaked with sweat.
He opened his mouth, but couldn't hear his own voice!
There is only pure silence all around, and there is no sound at all!
"The powerful breath coming from the tomb of the buried dragon, oppressing our qi and blood, first deprived us of our vision, and now deprived us of our hearing!"
Su Yun calmed down: "The deprivation below is probably our sense of touch, taste, smell and perception. If the six senses are deprived..."
He bit his lips sharply, the blood in his mouth smelled fishy and sweet, and the pain told him that his sense of taste, touch, smell and perception were still there.
"Second Brother Hua and the others felt that someone was touching the back of their heads. This is an illusion caused by the qi and blood pressure forcing touch, not because some ghost is touching us in the dark!"
Su Yun took out the immortal cable, quickly tied the flower fox, and said in his heart: "There is absolutely nothing wrong with my yellow clock, and the sun has not set yet! We still have time to go out!"
Hua Fox struggled, Su Yun gestured anxiously before Hua Fox gave up the struggle.
Su Yun tied up Qingqiuyue again, Qingqiuyue did not struggle, her sense of touch had been lost, and she could not feel that she was tied up.
Without touch, hearing, and vision, she was at the mercy of others.
"The reason why we have the illusion of being touched is that the breath from the tomb of the buried dragon presses our nerves and begins to block our sense of touch."
Su Yun also felt that something was touching himself, his touch seemed to be getting sharper and sharper, but this was just an illusion of touch, and his touch was slowly losing.
There was more cold sweat on his forehead, and he fumbled around, fumbled for something, and barely recognized Li Xiaofan.
He tied Tanuki Xiaofan, and at this time, his sense of touch was also lost.
"Fox is not flat!"
Su Yun opened his mouth and shouted. He couldn't hear any sound. He fumbled around, but couldn't feel anything!
"Qi and blood! Yes, I can still feel the qi and blood of unevenness!"
Su Yun desperately urged the transformation of Honglu, tried his best to invigorate his energy and blood, and tried to sense the surroundings with his heart. Finally, in the darkness, one figure appeared in his sense of vision.
Su Yun found the fox unevenness and reached out to grab it, but couldn't feel whether he caught the fox unevenness.
He can only tie up the unevenness of the fox by virtue of his experience of binding and his sense of qi and blood.
After doing all this, he tied the four fox monsters behind his back, and then he continued to move forward.
"I can no longer feel my legs, nor can I feel my hands, and the bloody smell in my mouth is getting faint."
Su Yun licked the wound on his lips, he couldn't find the place where he could bite.
His sense of taste and smell have been completely lost by the pressure of his qi and blood.
With loss of five senses, he felt like a corpse, walking in the pure unknown.
He didn't even know whether he was uphill or downhill, or whether he had walked on the edge of a cliff, or whether he was walking into the mouth of a monster!
"I have to get out of the Dragon Burial Mausoleum before I lose consciousness, otherwise I lose consciousness and it's all over."
Su Yun could no longer feel his body, and his consciousness was slowly losing. He could only mechanically open his legs and feet while the yellow clock was spinning, and continuously moved forward according to the geographical map in his mind, returning to the cliff.
This is the boundless darkness, only the yellow clock and the geographical map in his mind are still on, and only his aura of the flower fox and other fox demons tells him that they are still alive.
Su Yun continued to move forward. After an unknown period of time, the blood of Huahu and others disappeared in his mind.
His perception is getting smaller and smaller.
Su Yun continued to move forward: "There is still time, the sky is not dark yet, no matter what the foreign object is, it can't come out if the sky is still bright!"
Relying on his final consciousness of will, he told his body that he should move forward. Although he could not feel his legs and feet, he believed that his body would continue to move forward under the control of this conscious will.
After a long time, Su Yun stopped, and the Huang Zhong and geographic map in his mind told him that there was a cliff ahead!
He has walked out of the Tomb of Burying Dragon!
"why?"
Su Yun fell into panic, and his heart was completely overwhelmed by the huge fear. He seemed to have become the child who found himself locked in a small "house" again: "I walked out of the Tomb of Burying Dragon, why five senses? Is it still lost? Have I actually never moved? Am I still buried in the Dragon Tomb?"
He almost collapsed, and the final consciousness of will that had supported him was disintegrating.
At this moment, the blood of Huahu and others appeared in his "view".
Su Yun was startled, and then he felt the bloody smell in his mouth, the pain in his lips came, his body was slowly regaining perception, and the pure tranquility gradually disappeared in his ears. He vaguely heard Niujiazhuang's funeral loudspeaker. The sound is blowing the birds towards the phoenix.
He felt the weight behind his back, felt his legs and feet.
The fear in his heart turned into tears, pouring out from his eye sockets, and the warm tears wet his cheeks.
He tremblingly stuck out his left foot and tried forward, leaving nothing in front of him.
It was the cliff there, as good as the geographic map in his mind!
Su Yun stood on the edge of the cliff with tears on his face, but he laughed.
The Huahu and others on his back were awakened by his laughter, and their six senses recovered. Only then did they see Su Yun binding them firmly, standing on the edge of the cliff with their backs, and the abyss below them.
One step forward, they will be smashed to pieces!
The four fox demons did not dare to move.
Su Yun stepped forward and walked along the edge of the cliff and the abyss. Huahu and others were terrified. The Fox was screaming harshly. No one blocked his mouth this time.
However, Su Yun's footsteps were always as steady as Mount Tai, he was always only one step away from the abyss.
Walk near the Yuan, as if walking on the ground.
Before he knew it, his xinxing became stable again.
He walked back and forth twice, then stopped, put down the four foxes on his back, and untied the immortal cord.
The four fox demons were sore and feeble, lying on the edge of the cliff, breathing heavily.
The last radiance of the setting sun shone, and it fell on the young man's face, warm, dispelling the chill of the Longburied Mausoleum.
It was getting dark and the sun went down.
The night has arrived.
The melodious dragon chant came from the tomb of the buried dragon, clear and long, and the long-term loneliness seemed to be hidden in the voice, which made people feel unconscious.
The roar of the dragon makes people stupefied as if to see a real dragon cruising alone in the starry sky, across the endless journey, from one planet to another planet, looking for his partner.
Su Yun was about to throw a goddess cable to leave this place. Hearing Long Yin, he couldn't help but startled slightly: "This voice... Brother, is the dragon spirit in the valley?"
Huahu stood up and looked into the valley. It was not too late, and saw a blue dragon flying in the air with a dark light, flying slowly around his tomb, shuttled among the woods.
The dragon spirit groaned while flying, seeming to be telling the loneliness across the starry sky.
"It's the dragon ghost."
Huahu gritted his teeth and said: "It should have been this thing just now. The oppression made us lose six senses, and almost died in the Tomb of Dragon Burial."
"This is weird."
Su Yun frowned, her expression weird, and muttered: "If Long Ling is still in the valley, then the whole village will eat, Uncle Jiao, who is he taking away?"
Huahu woke up, his eyes widened and his mouth opened.
The other three little foxes climbed up, and they all saw the look of horror in each other's eyes.
Yes, who did Jiao Shuao take away
The dragon spirit of Shenlong was still in the valley, wandering beside his bones, so the rustling voice beside Jiao Shuao was definitely not the spirit of dragon.
In this valley, there is only one other thing besides the spirit of Shenlong!
"The foreign object that fell with the Shenlong!"
The fox blurted out and shouted, "The whole village thought that it was Dragon Spirit that he took away, but he didn't know that it was the foreign object he took away!"