"That's... your catastrophe?"

Ling Luoyu looked at the surrounding clouds.

The seemingly peaceful place is full of murderous intent.

That place is like a purgatory that is not connected to the world, and any power is imprisoned there.

She is like this, I'm afraid the candle Yinlong is like this too!

Touching the blood on the candle Yinlong with her fingertips, she thoughtfully: "If you want to successfully overcome the catastrophe, do you have to survive there?"

The candle Yinlong roared lowly, which was regarded as a response.

Ling Luoyu frowned: "But that...you might die!!"

Suddenly, the candle-yin dragon got up, wagged her tail, and pushed her back, as if to keep her away from danger.

But it wobbled its tail and shook its head, and once again entered the periphery of the clouds.

The heart-piercing roar came again.

This is its destiny and its mission to live!

Even if you die, have a try! !

Haven't tried, and never know if I can jump through the dragon gate.

In response to the pain of thousands of knives, the candle-yin dragon entered the depths of the clouds little by little.

And its roar resounded across the sky, straight into the valley.

Feng Chenglin bit the grass roots and looked at Old He and said, "What...what does this mean? It's so miserable, it's definitely not a good thing..."

"It should be the candle-yin dragon officially crossing the robbery!" He Laodao raised his head, his eyes narrowed.

"Why did you say that the Third Young Master would join in the fun? What else can she help out there? It's not that she wants to overcome the catastrophe!!"

Feng Chenglin turned sharply below.

"Old man, or else, go up and have a look..."

"I am an outsider, and I saw it for nothing... Didn't you say it all by yourself? That is their own business, and I can't help an outsider..."

"Then... Then we just stand here, watching the Third Young Master take risks?"

He Laodao rolled his eyes: "Who said we just stand here?"

Feng Chenglin's eyes lit up suddenly: "What are we going to do?"

No matter what you do, just do it.

He Laodao turned around and there was a jar of wine: "This is what we didn't finish just now. Now we can drink while waiting for them..."

Feng Chenglin: "..."

Isn't this deliberately blocking him? !

"Old man, you..."

"It's raining"

Someone touched his face, answered casually, and looked at his finger subconsciously.

Seeing this, I immediately jumped up--

"Blood... is blood..."

Something is indeed dripping from the clouds.

But not rain, but blood! !

A little bit of blood, like raindrops, dripping from the air.

For a while, the air was filled with a strong smell of blood.

"Old man, get up quickly, it's blood..."

Feng Chenglin shouted and jumped up, looking at the sky nervously.

"Blood rain, it's raining blood...Old man, what should we do? How can we save people..."

He Laodao was very calm, his eyes narrowed, and then opened calmly: "Don't worry, this is not the blood of your third master!"

"how do you know?"

Although questioning, Feng Chenglin still sent a trace of anger.

"There is no name written on this blood. Whose blood is it... How do you know that it is not from the Third Young Master?"

"Miss Ling has just a little bit of blood. If it is really spilled, can she spill so much?"

It must be a giant in itself that can rain blood.

If Ling Luoyu had all his blood drained, he wouldn't be able to make such a big battle.

"That's okay..." Feng Chenglin was completely relieved.