Zhang Han understood that Lan Jingjing was using the cold of her thousand snowballs to force back these light-eroding fireflies, using ice against fire and cold to drive away heat. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Sure enough, in less than a tea time, the fireflies flying all over the world began to close and shrink little by little in fear, and finally turned into a little thumb-sized fluorescence and jumped into the bronze ancient lamp and disappeared.

Lan Jingjing put away the snowball before they dared to open their eyes. Zhang Han stared at the strange bronze lamp, and said with palpitations: "Will they still run out?

Lan Jingjing said slowly: "If my guess is correct, this bronze lamp should be the famous killing weapon 'Yingxin Flowing Fire Lamp' in the Xuan Realm, which can not only accommodate the light-eroding fireflies, but also hurt people with the light shadow, and the nine exits just now are changed by its light shadow." ”

"Can my eyes recognize it?" asked Zhang Han.

Lan Jingjing nodded and said, "You have refined the eyes of the Forest Ranger Golden Eye Beast, and it stands to reason that you can recognize all the illusions, but the speed of the light and shadow attack of the Glowing Heart Flowing Fire Lamp changes too fast, so it depends on your demonic power cultivation." ”

As soon as she finished speaking, the bronze ancient lamp suddenly flickered and swayed, and the surrounding mountain walls seemed to have countless strange shadows resurrected, only to hear the sound of "wave", countless hideous demon beast faces jumped out of the air, like roaring hundred ghosts surging madly towards the three of them.

Zhang Han was startled, and instinctively used the fifth form of the Nine Claws of the Phantom Dragon - "Attack", and after the claws came out of the body, they turned into more than a dozen split claws, and grabbed the face of the oncoming demon beast with a roar of thunder and flames.

"Brush" a few times, Zhang Han felt his claws grasp the ethereal cotton wool, and the sharp teeth of the demon beast's face bit on his claws, faintly tingling.

Zhang Han was taken aback, and hurriedly used the word "flash" to jump and dodge.

Almost at the same time, Chu Danchen's Wheel Wing Sword and Lan Jingjing's Thousand Snow Sword had already conjured up thousands of sword light and sword shadows outside of them, forming layers of superimposed sword mountain sword walls, blocking all the demon beast faces from a few zhang away.

Zhang Han breathed a sigh of relief, with these two beauties making a move, he didn't have to take the initiative to show ugliness with his three-legged cat kung fu, and her main task was how to use silver moles to identify the illusory.

Zhang Han closed his eyes and took a closer look at the silver mole, that's right, these demon-headed beast faces are indeed like dark shadows, and the source of the shadows is caused by the light shadows produced by the shaking of the bronze light, but the speed of their changes and jumps is too fast, even if he can distinguish them, he can't see the mystery of the changes.

There are more and more monsters with the bronze lamp, and the speed of the attack is getting faster and faster.

Suddenly, Chu Danchen sneered: "Do you dare to show off in front of us at this point? Miss Ben is not powerful, are you treating me as a sick cat?

In the shout, Chu Danchen's figure jumped up, the wheel-wing knife spread out like wings hanging from the sky, and thousands of colorful knife lights rotated into a huge spiral windmill, and a dazzling golden light shot out like an arrow, shooting the shaking bronze ancient lamp with a "boom".

With a "wave", the bronze ancient lamp was completely on fire, all the phantoms disappeared, and the bronze lamp disappeared inexplicably, leaving nothing in the cave except for the traces of the fight.

Zhang Han was confused: "Just left? This is too uninspiring, right?"

Chu Danchen's figure fell to the ground, and he said proudly: "The Yingxin Flowing Fire Lantern has been injured by my Wheel Golden Mang, and if you don't leave, you will only be destroyed, hum!

Lan Jingjing frowned and said, "This is not a place to stay for a long time, we have to leave quickly." ”

As soon as he took a step forward, he turned a corner, and a huge white egg suddenly rolled down from the cave in front of him, blocking the way of the three of them, and a faint black shadow was faintly attached to the giant egg.

Zhang Han couldn't help but be stunned: "This egg is a bit weird, it can't be a repeat of the old trick, right?"

As he spoke, Shi Shiran wanted to step forward and use the silver mole on his forehead to observe the authenticity, but he had just taken two steps forward, and before his eyes were closed, the huge white egg suddenly cracked with a "boom", and a long black shadow jumped out, with a blurred and hideous face.

"Youkai!" Zhang Han instinctively shouted.

The black shadow didn't answer, and with a wave of his hand, a faint sword light stabbed at him with an incomparable sword qi in his chest, like an autumn wave sent from the soft eyes of a beauty.

Zhang Han was taken aback, his sharp claws suddenly came out of his body, and all the escape tricks of the Nine Claws of the Phantom Dragon in his mind flashed: use the word "seal" to seal the sword light from the thorn, use the word "flash" to avoid the sword light from the thorn, and use the word "copy" to risk hitting the sword light from the oblique stab...

But all the words and thoughts only stayed for a moment, Zhang Han's mind seemed to be suddenly ossified by something, but his heart was inexplicably pricked by a needle, the swirling air flow in the dantian disappeared like a deflated leather ball, and the claws out of the body seemed to be locked by an invisible solid rock, becoming stagnant, slow as an old cow cart, and the door to his chest was wide open, and he could only watch the sword light pierce his chest little by little, slowly.

Zhang Han struggled with all his might, but his body couldn't move a bit. He had never encountered such a moment of despair and helplessness.

"Little monk, be careful.."

"Zhang Han.."

As Chu Danchen and Lan Jingjing's cries sounded, the Wheel Wing Sword and the Thousand Snow Sword came from behind him. But it was too late, and the sword light was less than two feet away from him. Zhang Han closed his eyes with a wry smile and waited for death, but the moment he closed his eyes, the silver mole on his forehead clearly reflected the face of the black shadow: a handsome, cold face with a sneer at the corner of his mouth.

Zhang Han shouted loudly: "Autumn without a trace.."

The cold eyes were slightly stunned, as if he didn't expect Zhang Han to call his name.

It was also in his astonishment that Zhang Han's body locked by the invisible solid rock loosened, and the word "paste" of the nine claws of the magic dragon was born, bending over with a bow, his lower abdomen and legs were flat back, and the sword light from the stabbing iron slid over his corset.

The cold edge made Zhang Han's whole body goosebumps, and with a "bang", he fell to the ground.

At this time, Chu Danchen and Lan Jingjing's Wheel Wing Sword and Thousand Snow Sword had already killed at the same time, and the colorful sword light and the hazy snow light and frost qi were separated from the sword light at the touch of a touch, and the two sides flew back, landed, and stood still.

Both sides call out each other's names at the same time:

"Brother Qiu!"

"Jingjing, Master Chu!"

The dark clouds of black images are generally blown away by pieces, and the handsome and long body of Autumn without a trace is revealed.

"How could it be you?" said Qiu Wuxian with a look of surprise on his face.

Zhang Han sat up straight from the ground with a hum, thinking of the scene just now, he was really shocked and frightened, he couldn't help patting his chest, and cold sweat was gushing on his forehead.

Chu Danchen swept close to Zhang Han's side like a whirlwind, helped him up, looked up and down, and said hurriedly: "Little monk, you, are you okay?"