Lin Yuanxing

The yellow clock in Su Yun's mind was still rotating as usual, and the geographical map in his mind was also constantly changing its direction. Suddenly he was refreshed and said in a deep voice: "We found it! Let's continue walking!"

At this moment, his ears were buzzing, and the tingling sensation pierced into his mind like a needle!

The humming sounded for a while before it disappeared, and this short tingling pain had already caused Su Yun to sweat all over his body, and his clothes were drenched with sweat.

He opened his mouth, but couldn't hear his own voice!

There is pure silence all around, no sound at all!

"The powerful aura coming from the Dragon Burial Mausoleum oppresses our blood, first depriving us of vision, and now depriving us of our sense of hearing!"

Su Yun settled down: "What will be deprived next is probably our sense of touch, taste, smell and perception. If the six senses are deprived..."

He bit his lip sharply, the blood in his mouth smelled fishy and sweet, and the pain told him that his senses of taste, touch, smell and sensation were still there.

"Second Brother Hua and the others feel someone touching the back of their heads. This is an illusion caused by air pressure and pressure. It's not that some ghost is touching us in the dark!"

Su Yun took out the fairy rope, quickly tied up the flower fox, and thought: "My yellow clock is definitely not wrong, the sun has not set yet! We still have time to go out!"

Huahu struggled for a while, Su Yun gestured anxiously, Huahu gave up struggling.

Su Yun tied up Qingqiuyue again, Qingqiuyue didn't struggle, she had lost her sense of touch, she couldn't feel being tied up.

Without touch, without hearing, without sight, she is at the mercy of others.

"The reason why we have the illusion of being touched is that the breath gushing out from the Dragon Burial Mausoleum oppresses our nerves and begins to block our sense of touch."

Su Yun also felt that something was touching him, and his sense of touch seemed to be getting sharper and sharper, but this was just an illusion of touch, and his sense of touch was slowly losing.

More cold sweat broke out on his forehead, he groped around, found something, and barely recognized it as Li Xiaofan.

He tied up Li Xiaofan, at this moment, he also lost his sense of touch.

"The fox is not fair!"

Su Yun opened his mouth and shouted, but he couldn't hear any sound. He groped around, but couldn't feel anything!

"Qi and blood! Yes, I can still feel the uneven Qi and blood!"

Su Yun tried his best to urge Hong Furnace to change, tried his best to pump up his own energy and blood, and sensed the surroundings with his heart. Finally, figures in the darkness appeared in his sensing "vision".

Su Yun found Hu Buping and stretched out his hand to grab it, but he couldn't feel whether he caught Hu Buping.

He could only tie up Hu Buping by relying on his binding experience and his sense of Qi and blood.

After finishing all this, he tied the four fox demons behind his back, and then continued to walk forward.

"I can no longer feel my legs or hands, and the smell of blood in my mouth is getting weaker and weaker."

Su Yun licked the wound on his lip, he couldn't find where he bit it.

His sense of taste and smell has been completely lost due to the pressure of the air.

Lost five senses, he felt like a corpse, walking in pure unknown.

He didn't even know whether he was going uphill or downhill, whether he was walking 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, if I lose consciousness, it will be over."

Su Yun could no longer feel his own body, and was slowly losing consciousness. He could only move his legs and feet mechanically while the yellow clock was spinning, and keep moving forward according to the geographical map in his mind, back to the cliff.

This is boundless darkness, only the yellow clock and geographical map in his mind are still on, and only he is sensitive to the breath of the flower fox and other fox demons,

Tell him they're still alive.

Su Yun continued to move forward, and after an unknown period of time, the energy and blood of Huahu and the others disappeared in his mind.

His consciousness is getting smaller and smaller.

Su Yun continued to move forward: "There is still time, the sky is not yet dark, no matter what the foreign object is, it is still bright, so it can't come out!"

Relying on his final will consciousness, he told his body to move forward. Although he couldn't feel his legs and feet, he believed that his body would continue to move forward under the control of this consciousness and will.

After a long time, Su Yun stopped. The yellow clock and geographical map in his mind told him that there was a cliff ahead!

He has already walked out of the Dragon Burial Mausoleum!

"why?"

Su Yun fell into panic, and his heart was completely crushed by the huge fear. He seemed to have become the child who found himself locked in the small "house" again: "I walked out of the Burial Dragon Mausoleum, why did Wujue Or is it lost? Could it be that I haven’t moved at all? Am I still buried in the Dragon Mausoleum?”

He almost collapsed, the last will consciousness that supported him was disintegrating.

At this moment, the blood of Huahu and others appeared in his "vision".

Su Yun was stunned, then he felt the smell of blood in his mouth, the pain came from his lips, his body was slowly recovering his senses, and the pure tranquility gradually disappeared in his ears, he vaguely heard the horn of the funeral in Niujiazhuang The sound, what is blowing is a hundred birds facing the phoenix.

He felt the weight on his back, felt his legs and feet.

The fear in his heart turned into hot tears, gushing out of his eyes, and the warm tears wet his cheeks.

Trembling, he stretched out his left foot and tried to move forward, but there was nothing in front of him.

There is a cliff there, just like the geographical map in his mind!

Su Yun stood on the edge of the cliff, his face was full of tears, but he laughed loudly.

Huahu and the others on his back were awakened by his laughter, and their six senses recovered, only then did they see Su Yun tie them up firmly, standing on the edge of the cliff with them on his back, and the next step was the abyss.

One more step forward, and they will be smashed to pieces!

The four fox demons did not dare to move.

Suddenly, Su Yun stepped forward and walked along the edge of the cliff abyss. Huahu and the others were terrified, and Hu Buping let out an ear-piercing scream. No one stopped his mouth this time.

However, Su Yun's footsteps are always as steady as Mount Tai, and he is always only one step away from the abyss.

Walking near the abyss is like walking on flat ground.

Before he knew it, his mind became more stable.

He walked back and forth twice, then stopped, put down the four foxes on his back, and untied the fairy rope.

The four fox demons were limp and limp, lying on the edge of the cliff, panting heavily.

The last ray of light from the setting sun shone down on the young man's face, warming it and dispelling the chill of the Longling Mausoleum.

It was dark and the sun was setting.

The night has come.

The melodious dragon chant from the Dragon Burial Mausoleum is clear and long, and the voice seems to hide the loneliness of the years, which makes people feel sad.

The sound of the dragon chant makes one feel as if seeing a real dragon cruising alone in the starry sky, crossing the endless journey, from one planet to another, looking for his partner.

Su Yun was about to throw the fairy rope and leave this place, when he heard the dragon's chant, he couldn't help but startled slightly: "This voice...Second brother, is there a dragon's spirit in the valley?"

Huahu got up and looked into the valley. It was not too late at dusk, and saw a blue dragon flying in the air with a dim light, flying slowly around his tomb, and shuttling between the trees.

While flying, the dragon spirit groaned, as if it was talking about the loneliness across the vast starry sky.

"It's that dragon ghost."

Huahu gritted his teeth and said, "It should have been this thing just now. It oppressed us so much that we lost our six senses, and almost died in the Longling Mausoleum."

"That's weird."

Su Yun frowned, with a strange expression on his face, and murmured: "If Long Ling is still in the valley, then the whole village eats Jiao Shuao, who is he taking away?"

Huahu woke up, her eyes widened and her mouth opened.

The other three little foxes got up respectively, and they all saw the horror in each other's eyes.

Yes, who did Jiao Shuao take away?

The dragon spirit of Shenlong is still in the valley, hovering beside his own bones, so the rustling sound beside Jiao Shuao must not be the spirit of the dragon.

In this valley, there is only one other thing besides the spirit of Shenlong!

"That foreign object that fell with Shenlong!"

Hu Buping blurted out, and shouted: "The whole village thought that what they took away was Long Ling, but they didn't know that what he took away was that foreign object!"