Looking at Aberslang's heavy face, Qingbai asked softly, "Are you okay?"

With a stiff smile, Abel said, "I'm fine." ”

"After the Jinqian District, it is Shuikan District 1, as long as we get out of here, we will be safe. ”

As soon as Qingbai's words of comfort to Aberslang fell, Feng Wumian's eyes sank, and he looked ahead and said, "I'm afraid our trouble is coming again?"

Everyone stopped, and looked at the place where the wind was blowing, and saw an ice coffin standing in the sand dunes not far away.

"Ice coffin?Biqiu?" Qingbai hurriedly ran up.

Qingbai had just touched the ice coffin, and before he could see the situation in the coffin, the ice coffin turned into a yin and yang taiji diagram as if it had touched a mechanism. Bang, bang, bang, bang, bang...... Immediately, eight other identical ice coffins appeared around the Yin and Yang Taiji diagram, forming Qian, Kun, Zhen, Xun, Chop, Li, Gen, and Dui Bagua in eight directions. Similarly, there was one person lying in each of the transparent crystal ice coffins, and no one was spared, and everyone seemed to be enchanted and walked towards the ice coffin in front of them.

In the ice coffin in front of them, there was a scene of the battle between the two tribes, women and children shouting loudly in the fire, soldiers dressed in the service of the Mughal tribe, their necks were full of victories from torture, where the fire spread, the dead bodies were all over the field, the blood was light and phosphorus, and in the small mountain of corpses piled up by all these dead people, a blood-red hand was stretched out.

Feng Qingfang also walked towards the ice coffin in front of him, and the one lying in the ice coffin was Yingli, who died in the Second Heavenly War. As soon as the picture turned, a green wolf appeared in front of him, with a grim light in his eyes, and his silk teeth were grinning and leaking salt, as if he was on guard against some dangerous person.

Sure enough, in the next moment, Yingli appeared in front of the green wolf, and one person and one wolf tore up, and the green wolf rose into the air, threw Yingli to the ground, and bit him on the chest. Suddenly, a blood-red heart that was still beating appeared in the mouth of the green wolf, and Yingli, who had a bloody hole in his chest, did not appear to be suffocated at any time, and the green wolf threw the dug human heart to the ground and pounced on Yingli again, this time, it bit his stomach, and with a little force, Yingli's intestines sprayed out.

At the same time, the sword in Yingli's hand also stabbed into the eyes of the green wolf, the green wolf roared, and began to rampage, Yingli shot again, directly cutting off the head of the green wolf! One man and one wolf fell almost at the same time.

Xia Feng Ruyan also walked towards another ice coffin, the moment the small figure approached the coffin, he saw his mother, Ji Xia, the Six Holy Maidens of the White Water Jurchen Clan, Xia Feng muttered, "Mother?"

The phantom female corpse in the ice coffin also seemed to be alive, with a smile on her face, and the female corpse said to Xia Feng Ruyan: "My son has grown so big now. ”

"Mother, you...... Are you alright?"

"Good, good, everything's fine. Ji Xia smiled and burst into tears.

"Do you hate Second Uncle?"

"Ah Yan, do you mean the god of fire? Mother doesn't hate anyone, and I am relieved that your sleepless little daddy and the wind god daddy love you. ”

"Didn't my mother come to look for Ah Yan?"

"Mother can't go back, you have to listen to the words of the two fathers, and you will become a productive person in the future. ”

"Mother, the child misses you. ”

"Ah Yan, good boy, your mother can't accompany you, you have to remember your mother's words and cultivate well, only in this way can you protect yourself in the future." ”

"The boy knows. ”

"Mother really wants to spend a little more time with you......" Ji Xia's phantom figure gradually began to dissipate.

"Mother, mother. The summer breeze slapped the ice coffin like smoke, but the thick compartment was like a hard stone, breaking his young hands, and blood flowed down from his hands, but his mother finally disappeared.

At this time, Qingbai disappeared into the yin-yang diagram, and the others also walked towards the ice coffin in front of them as if they were fascinated, only Feng Wumian still maintained the last trace of lucid consciousness.

The shadows of several white foxes swept over the ice coffin in front of Bai Xiu'er's eyes, and one after another the little foxes turned into green smoke and crashed into the cold crystal wall of the ice coffin, letting out bursts of tearing screams.

"Xiu'er, help me get revenge and kill those bad guys!"

"Grandma, is that you? I thought I would never see you again. ”

"Hahaha, Sister Xiu'er, take a closer look, who am I?" a mischievous and cute voice came from the ice coffin.

"Xiaoxue, what about Grandma?"

"Confused Grandma, didn't she die in Xiaoyao Mountain for you?"

Bai Xiu'er shook her head and said, "Xiaoxue, don't say it!"

"Don't say it, Sister Xiu'er, how did I die, do you remember?"

"Of course I remember. ”

"And you have avenged me?"

"I ......"

"Bai Xiu'er, you killed dozens of lives of my fox clan, but you let the tiger return to the mountain and let the enemy go unpunished, you are really our good sister!"

"Xiu'er, listen to me. ”

"Shut up, look at how I died. Hahaha......" The words fell, and the ice coffin in front of Bai Xiu'er seemed to have a spring from the bottom, and the water rose, and after a while, Xiaoxue's body was flooded by the water that came out.

"Master?" the snow from Kunlun Hill fell all over the ice coffin of the Genzi hexagram.

"Master, senior brother, don't fight anymore!" Yu Luoshen's shout was extremely loud, but the Kunlunqiu immortals in the phantom ice coffin did not hear his shout. Suddenly, blood splattered the ice coffin, one, two, three...... A crystal coffin was suddenly dyed red. In the end, even Yu Luoshen's own face was splashed with blood.

Feng Arou, who was standing in front of the ice coffin of the hexagram, showed a look of astonishment in her eyes, and the scene of the battle of the White Water Jurchen Slaughter Clan appeared in front of her again, and the little maids who had not yet been uncovered let out a terrifying scream, and the water ghosts were like sharp swords, piercing their petite bodies, sneering and walking away. The incense with his ears and arms cut, the blind Nangong, and the devastated Shouyang stood in front of him helplessly one by one.

"Xunfeng, Xunfeng. Feng Wumian looked at Xunfeng who walked towards the ice coffin in front of him and shouted a few times, but at this time, Xunfeng slowly walked towards the ice coffin in front of him as if he didn't hear it. It was no one else who appeared in the ice coffin in front of Xunfeng's eyes, but Feng Wumian.

"Mianmian, why are you in there?"

Feng Wumian in the phantom ice coffin smiled softly and said, "I'm waiting for you, come in." ”

The voice seemed to have a little charm, looking at Feng Wumian's longing eyes, Xunfeng also showed a shallow smile, pushed open the lid of the ice coffin, and strode inside. When Xunfeng slept in the ice coffin, Feng Wumian also lost his senses, his eyes were dull, and he walked towards the last ice coffin in front of him, and the official wind god Xunfeng lying in the ice coffin, Xunfeng closed his eyes tightly, as if he was asleep.

Feng Wumian looked at the phantom figure lying in the ice coffin, did not speak, but directly pushed open the lid of the ice coffin, strode into the ice coffin, and slowly slept inside.

One moment, two moments, three quarters. One o'clock, two o'clock, three o'clock......

The people who sank into the phantom ice coffin still didn't wake up. After three o'clock, if they don't wake up, they will fall asleep forever.

At that moment, a piano sounded.

A man in black fell from the sky and landed not far from the Bagua Ice Coffin Array and played the sound of the piano, and then another man and a woman fell on both sides of the man holding the piano, the woman held the pipa in her arms, dressed in red, and the man held the jade flute, dressed in green, and the three of them played the instrument at the same time, and with the sound of music, the Bagua Ice Coffin Array in front of them was also broken one by one. In the end, even the central gossip map disappeared. Only then did everyone who fell into the phantom formation come to their senses. Seeing that there were three mysterious people holding musical instruments in front of him, Feng Wumian already knew that they had saved his group, so he bowed his hand and said, "Thank you for the rescue grace of the immortal family, I don't know which way the immortals are?"

The red-clothed pipa girl spoke first: "Feng Gongzi doesn't need to be polite, it was not our intention to rescue you, we only came to this wind erosion valley by someone else. ”

Qingbai glanced at a few people, and suddenly felt that their bodies were somewhat familiar, so he asked, "But the musician of Xiaoyao Mountain Song Lingyan called you here?"

The priest had a good eye. The man in green replied, "We didn't come here at the behest of Ge Lingyan. ”

"Which ......"

"Huh?" the man in black interrupted Qing Bai's words, "Now that you have walked out of the Gossip Ice Coffin Array, it is inconvenient for us to stay here. ”

With that, the three of them held musical instruments in their hands and flew towards the sky.

Yu Luo Shen chased a few steps and shouted, "Who let you save us?"

"Baishuizhai, Jurchen clan, your old man. ”

"Old man?" Feng Arou thought softly, "Old man of White Water?"

"This should be the three protectors of Xiaoyao Mountain, the Qin Demon, the Dixian, and the Pipa Hoop. Xunfeng said coldly......

The demons in their hearts have been solved, the formation has been broken, everyone is back on the road, relying on the powerful spiritual power in their bodies, they can travel for dozens of days without eating or drinking, and everyone has left the dry food and water they have saved to Ji Ya and Asya, who have not cultivated.

Xia Feng looked back at the back, and said to the wind: "Little Daddy, I feel that there is a breath of Aunt Mingcia on the bodies of those musicians just now. ”

"Cicada?"

"Cicada Song, didn't she die a long time ago under the minions of Xiaoyao Xuefeng Jinxi?"