Yun Yaoling took the picture album and put it back into the mustard space.
Just as he was about to speak, he found that he could no longer suppress it in his body.
Now he had to sit down and prepare for promotion.
"Then I've advanced."
After Yun Yaoling and Feng Mingye said something, they immediately ran to a dark corner and sat down to calm the unstable spiritual sea in their bodies.
In the darkness, Feng Mingye looked at Yun Rattle sitting in the corner, looking at the ethereal aura around her that ordinary people couldn't see, with soft eyes.
Although he is now on the edge of promotion, he is still a little short of it.
Just in case, he first guarded Yun Xiaoling so that she could advance safely.
Anyway, it was dark in front of her eyes, and Yun Yaoling could not see anything.
After thinking about it, she slowly closed her eyes and gathered the chaotic spiritual energy in her body into the spiritual sea.
Feeling the abundant spiritual energy in her body, she suddenly thought of a serious fact. .
Will she be struck by lightning later?
Since this place is within the Nightmare Night's Secret Knife and can cover up Heavenly Dao's detection, she probably won't be struck by lightning this time.
Probably not.
Yun Yaoling comforted herself and was thinking about it, when a strange feeling came from her soul and she finally entered a state of consciousness that had appeared many times.
There was a familiar white fog in front of him, and he could even vaguely hear the muffled sound of thunder in the sky.
It seemed like she was going to be struck by lightning.
Let's strike.
Anyway, she was used to it.
But the strange thing is that after Yun Yaoling waited for a long time, no thunder fell.
In this case, she did not intend to stay in the white mist, and continued to move forward based on her intuition, because her intuition was correct, and there would definitely be surprises as she moved forward.
The white mist was so thick that even his own hand couldn't be seen clearly.
Yun Yangling put his hand in the white mist and waved it before continuing to move forward.
The muffled thunder in the sky was getting louder and louder, as if it was ready to give the cloud bell in the white mist a hard blow at any time.
But in the end, no thunder fell, and Yun Rattle finally walked out of the white fog.
All he could see was a strange little black and red flower.
As far as the eye can see, there are all these little red flowers.
She remembered Feng Mingye saying that this flower had a name, and it was called the Red Luo Nightmare Flower.
It is similar to the name of her Red Luo Demon Umbrella.
No wonder it felt familiar to her.
Yun Yaoling stepped forward and set foot on this strange land of red flowers.
This time, such a scene appeared in the realm of consciousness, was it to remind her something?
As Yun Rattle moves, I can see these red flowers on the ground emitting little red lights.
Yun Yaoling looked at these little red dots emerging from the flowers and took a deep breath without realizing it.
Then she saw little bits of light emitting from these little flowers slowly entering her conscious body, making her feel very comfortable.
The entire ritual body seemed to have been refreshed and baptized by some kind of bath, and there seemed to be a strange power coming from it.
Recover slowly.
And Yun Yaoling also clearly felt that she was advancing crazily.
These little red lights turned out to be so useful.
Seeing this, Yun Rattle began to absorb the little red dots in the air without any resistance.
At this moment, on the battlefield of the Demonic Heaven Realm.
The Nightmare Ghost Sword was inserted into countless corpses, and naturally released a kind of dark spirit breath.
This power was full of attraction for evil spirits.
In less than a while, people were attracted to the power of the knife. of countless demons.
Hundreds of meters away, all kinds of grotesque evil spirits surrounded the Demon Jue battlefield tightly, with three layers inside and three layers outside.
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Even the sky turned black.
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