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Chapter 41: Dark Love in Troubled Times

"Not bad." After hearing Zhao Lingjun's words, Zhuque and others nodded and said yes.

After the birdman collected the Blood God Son, he did not take it himself. When he was chased by everyone, he was no match for everyone and immediately died of poison. These birdmen must have been driven by some powerful and vicious demon.

"Let's follow and see what's going on."

Although the two birders stopped Zhuque and others for a while, the remaining birders had already penetrated into the thick miasma and flew away in a short while, Zhuque's spiritual consciousness scattered greatly and locked the other five birders firmly.

In order not to be surprised by the five birders, the Wumen followed the five birders all the way, and the five birders were flying in the thick miasma, thinking that they had already left Zhuque and others, but they did not expect that Zhuque and others were still following him in the sky and far away.

After escaping and chasing, about half an hour later, a strange black island appeared in front of everyone.

The black island rises from the black weak water only has a radius of only a few hectares. It looks very common, but there are some plants growing on this black island. The plants look dark in color, with branches and leaves like iron, which is very strange.

The Wumen were carefully looking at the strange black island in the distance ahead, but they heard a rumbling sound. Five birds suddenly rushed out of the thick miasma and threw themselves into the black island like lightning.

Wumen and others all thought that the demon who drove the birdmen to collect the blood god son must have lived in the black island. They followed Zhuque, drove the sword light, and prepared to enter the black island to see what was going on.

"how so?"

But just as soon as they flew forward, everyone in the Wu Sect felt that the flying sword under their feet was shaking, and the flying sword that was united with their mind seemed to be snatched away by some invisible force.

"Retreat, that black island is a bit strange." Suzaku flew in front, feeling that the closer he approached the black island, the more uncontrollable the flying sword under his feet. He couldn't help but exclaim loudly at the people behind him.

"Ah~~!" When Zhuque exclaimed loudly, some of the Wu Sect's people had low cultivation levels, but they could no longer control the sword light, and fell down with the man and the sword.

Everyone's feet were filled with thick miasma and weak water that was hard to float. If it fell down, even the Daluo Golden Immortal might not be spared.

"Jie!" Yunxiao and Qiongxiao both flew with their own magic. So they were not affected. Seeing that the situation was urgent, the two immediately activated the magic spell together, and a white rainbow flew past. Most of the people in the Wu Sect were swept back dozens of feet by the white clouds cast by the two.

"It turns out that black island is strange."

After all the Wu Sect members retreated dozens of feet, the Wu Sect members found that their flying sword had returned to normal, and the inexplicable power that involved the flying sword disappeared without a trace.

"It doesn't look like a magic array." Pang Taiju was also one of the people who could not control the sword light and fell down with the sword. At this moment, he escaped from death and his face was still pale. But from the feeling just now, Pang Taiju was sure that it was not a magic array.

"Yes, is it the problem with the black island itself?" Wu Xiaoye looked at the dark island in the distance and couldn't help but think of the magnetic mountain magnetic island that specifically caused the plane to crash.

"It must be. Zhuque nodded," Qiongxiao and Yunxiao, who had just flew with magic, were not affected. The only ones affected were our flying swords. It seems that there is something on the black island that can absorb our flying swords.

"What should I do now, boss?" Pang Taijiu turned his head and asked Zhao Lingjun on Zhuque's back.

Although Zhao Lingjun is half dead now, like a tuberculosis ghost, he is still the backbone of all the people in the Wu Sect.

Zhao Lingjun glanced at the dark island. He knew that it was impossible for so many people to fly in with swords. The only way was to let Zhuque and others have profound Taoist power without using swordsmanship. Use flying spells to fly in to see what happened. But if that was the case, letting so many people in the Wumen wait in the sky together. After all, so many people consumed Taoist power in the air together was equivalent to consuming pills that quickly replenish Taoist power. Although Zhao Lingjun had collected a lot of elixirs before, he used most of them along the way, and now he had to save some use.

Zhao Lingjun decided to rest first, go to the Brahma world first, and see if Ji Ya has refined any pills. So after pondering for a while, Zhao Lingjun clicked on another deserted island in his sight, and said to the people of the Wumen Sect. "Let's rest first."

"Okay!" Although Zhao Lingjun's words were weak, in the eyes of Zhuque and others, they were like imperial edicts.

"How come these twenty-four Dinghai Dinghai Dinghai Dinghai Dinghai Dinghai Dinghai Dinghai Dinghai Dinghai Dinghai Dinghai Dinghai Dinghai Dinghai Dinghai Dinghai Dinghai Dinghai Dinghai Dinghai Dinghai Dinghai Dinghai Dinghai Dinghai Dinghai Dinghai Dinghai Dinghai Dinghai Dinghai Dinghai Dinghai Dinghai Dinghai Dinghai Dinghai Dinghai Ding

"These Dinghai God Pearls were dispersed at the bottom of the sea by the old guy Hongjun. Yunxiao and I spent a lot of effort to find them again." Zhuque gave Pang Tai a huge glance and activated his magic power. The light emitted from the twenty-four Dinghai God Pearls wrapped all the people from the Witch Sect, Yunxiao and Qiongxiao. "The boss can't use it now, so I will lend it to me to give you any objection?"

"No objection." Pang Taiju said hurriedly. Pang Taiju felt that if he fought with Zhuque again, Zhuque would collect the Dinghai Dinghai Dingzhu and not protect himself, he would be really miserable.

"If you have no objection, stop talking nonsense, come with me." Zhuque urged the Dinghai Dinghai Pearl with all his strength, protecting the members of the Wu Sect to slowly fall.

The light of the Dinghai Dinghai Dinghai Pearl steadily discharged all the miasma, and everyone landed safely on the deserted island that Zhao Lingjun pointed to. Although the deserted island was full of stones, the radius was only the size of a football field, and there was no grass growing. It didn't seem to be dangerous. However, the closer it was to the dark and weak water, the heavier the cold air. When they landed on the deserted island, the people in the Wumen felt like they fell into an ice cave, and many people couldn't help but tremble all over.

"m.lgbd, it's so cold." Pang Taijiu shivered and set up a magic array. When the magic array was running and the cold air was isolated, the Wumen Sect felt a little better.

"Is this the weak water?" After the chill on his body was gone, Meng Xue became interested in the dark and unwavering weak water under the island. After taking a look at the smelly weak water in front of him, Meng Xue carefully picked up a stone and threw it down.

Generally, when a stone is thrown into ordinary water, a splash of water will splash, but when the stone picked up by Meng Xue is thrown into the weak water, it does not even splash at all. The dark and weak water seems to swallow the stone silently.

"It turns out that even the feathers don't even float up." Meng Xue was surprised and couldn't help but throw a thin scarf over, but the thin scarf into the weak water, but it sank like a stone.

"Okay, it's better to stay away from the weak water. If it falls down, no one will save you." Zhao Lingjun looked at Meng Xue and smiled. While handing the Brahmasha to Wu Xiaoye, he said to the Wu Sect members, "You guys will rest here and wait for us. Zhuque, Qiongxiao, and Yunxiao will explore the island first and see what's strange."

Although the Wu Sect members, especially Wu Xiaoye and others, were not at ease with Zhao Lingjun, they knew that they were also a burden to go with him. After so many things, everyone thought that Wu Xiaoye’s hexagram was very accurate. Zhao Lingjun was a Xiaoqiang who could not die no matter what. Anyway, he would go to any dangerous place. Anyway, he would always be safe, and there might be another adventure. So after hearing Zhao Lingjun’s words, everyone in the Wu Sect nodded and stopped saying anything.

"Zhao Lingjun, if you don't come back, I won't let you go."

Just as Zhao Lingjun, Qiongxiao and others were trying to leave, a sentence came from the crowd.

"If he can't come back, why don't you let him go?" Zhuque turned around and was ready to laugh and laugh at the person who was talking, but when Zhuque turned around, he immediately closed his mouth obediently.

Because it was Evan Qianxia who spoke, and Evan Qianxia was the only person besides Qing Lan who could make Suzaku depressed to death.

Evan Qianxia's face still had a fierce expression, but probably knew that the words she blurted out had a big grammatical problem, so Evan Qianxia's face was still blushing with a hint of embarrassment.

"Of course I'll be back."

"What kind of magic does it have on you? How come so many girls fall in love with you?" In Zhao Lingjun's answer, Yun Xiao saw Yiwen Qianxia, ​​who was fierce on his face but worried in his eyes, and saw Wu Xiaoye and others on the side, and couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

"Sister, you can't secretly fall in love with him like me." The mysterious expression on Yunxiao's face was not noticed, but no one could escape Qiongxiao's eyes. Qiongxiao knew that his elder sister must have secretly fall in love with Zhao Lingjun, who was unconventional but bold, just like him.
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