Evil Phoenix

Chapter 620 Pushing away, the moment of life and death

The sun kept falling as time passed, and was blocked by the formation several times, neither Bai Luoge nor Ling Liche stopped.

They looked at each other, and they both saw the same seriousness in each other's eyes. They knew that if things went on like this, there would be no need for them to find Bing Xin's tomb, and the curse of gods and demons might have already been activated.

But if they don't persevere, what will Xuan'er do? Once the curse of gods and demons is activated, what will the innocent people in the entire Tianyan Continent do?
Even they will become victims of this revenge.

Thinking about this, the two figures that kept rushing forward spared no effort in their shots.

The twilight was shining on the two of them, and the two dark figures were continuously elongated on the ground. Under the setting sun, Ling Liche's slender figure looked more and more inviolable.

Qingliang Chuchen's face was clean and bright at the moment, handsome and free and easy.

There was a warm soft light in the eyes looking at Bai Luoge, without the slightest annoyance and impatience of being in trouble.

Even if the injury has not healed, the firm body is still tall and proud, giving Bai Luoge beside him enough solid support.

The proud figure melted into the afterglow of the red sun, reflecting a bizarre and changing brilliance.

The face covered with a layer of orange-red dusk seems to be isolated from all the hustle and bustle of the world, and it is spotless.

Faint, faint, alienated from everything.

Raising the precautions in his heart to the extreme, he carefully guarded Bai Luoge who was walking with him in the formation.

Night is coming soon, and at this moment, in a place full of unknown dangers, every step forward is like walking a tightrope at a height of [-] meters.

If you are not careful, you will fall into the cliff, and your body will be smashed to pieces.

I don't know how long he has been walking in the formation, but Bai Luoge has gradually become a little tired, not physically, but psychologically.

The tense nerves seem to be torn off at any time, and the most frightening thing is that you don't know how long this situation will last.

Ling Liche, who was already seriously injured, was obviously worse than Bai Luoge at 01:30.

The wound that hadn't had time to heal had been pulled several times, and now it had split open again, with blood stains oozing faintly from his chest, but he covered it up, not wanting to distract Bai Luoge.

There is a crisis everywhere here, and no one knows what will be faced in the next second. If you are distracted for a moment, maybe your life will be explained in an instant, and you can't be careless at all.

There is a chilling atmosphere in the air all the time, making people uneasy.

Suddenly, Bai Luoge's foot stepped on the air, and countless sharp daggers flew from all directions in the formation, and the daggers with strong murderous aura were as cold as cold wind.

Like a call to the abyss, when you are caught off guard, give you a hard push and push you into hell.

But the person who was pushed away at this moment was Bai Luoge.

When he realized that Bai Luoge had touched the mechanism in the formation, the ground collapsed rapidly at the same time. The ground that turned like a mixer was like the mouth of a wild beast, waiting to devour all creatures that fell into it.

Ling Liche found that he couldn't escape at the same time, so he immediately pulled Bai Luoge away from the center of the storm, and fell into the collapsed ground by himself, facing the deadly shower of daggers.

"Ling Liche!" Bai Luoge was pushed by Ling Liche, and when the figure that had just stood still turned around, he saw the raging dagger flying towards Ling Liche, and he was frightened out of his wits and screamed out.

(End of this chapter)