83_83852 Fire in front and rain in the back, a rare sight in the world.

"Yun Mo, what should I do?" asked Wu Idiot San.

The passage in front of Yun Mo's eyes was filled with flames all over the ground, needless to say that the temperature inside was definitely high. Blade Qianqiu showed a look of embarrassment, because of his mana attributes, he was most afraid of this kind of place.

Behind him, the rain of swords was still falling.

Ahead, flames flickered.

The scene is like this, but I am afraid that it is only found in the Nine Treasures Babel Tower.

Yun Mo: "Let's study it first." ”

Although Yun Mo and the three of them escaped from the sword rain, some of them were wolf.

The old woman in red and the old woman in green, because of their superb strength, there is no problem, but Jing Nu Feng and Jing Nu Huanglong, when they broke through the sword rain, they already saw red on their bodies.

Jing Nufeng's hair was slightly messy, and she panted and said, "Senior, why did this rain turn into a sword." ”

Jingnu Huanglong: "I'm afraid, this is a killing array of the Nine Treasure Heavenly Tower." ”

"Huh?" As soon as she heard the killing array, Jing Nufeng's face turned pale, the eighth floor of the Nine Treasure Babel Tower, it was extremely rare for her to come here, but fortunately, although there was a surprise along the way, there was no danger.

However, the real crisis is coming.

I saw a piece of blood-red exquisite hole flying quickly, and the rain silk in the passage seemed to be extremely angry, and fell towards the blood-colored exquisite dragon one after another.

Jingnu Huanglong's eyes shrank, although the blood was deliberately hiding the aura, but he felt an extremely dangerous aura, and he said fiercely: "It's not good!"

At the same time, the Jingnu Huanglong carried this Jingnu wind, and it spun rapidly, and a hurricane quickly swept away, flying along the passage, but whenever the rain sword fell, it was bounced away by the hurricane.

Jing Nu Feng said in her heart: "Oh my God, what is that red Linglong? The seniors even used the life-saving technique, and this trick was not used by the seniors until they had to play it." ”

The hurricane moved quickly, surpassing the old woman in green and the old woman in red, surpassing Kuzhu, and finally surpassing Yun Mo and the others.

A hurricane swept by, and Yun Mo waved his black giant, but there was a huge force in his hand, and he almost didn't hold the sword in his hand.

"This is ......," Yun Mo frowned.

Wu Idiot Three: "It's the Jingnu Huanglong, this hurricane body protection technique has a great load on the body. ”

Blade Qianqiu: "Does he want to die?"

Yun Mo: "I'm afraid, he's running for his life." ”

"Escape?" said the martial idiot, "It's impossible, although that sword rain is powerful, it won't make him so wolfy." ”

A feeling of uneasiness hit, and Yiye Doll shouted: "Yun Mo, run forward quickly, and leave this passage as much as possible." ”

Yun Mo: "What is it?"

Yiye: "Old friend, Nine Tricks Corpse Print." ”

Yun Mo was stunned in his heart, if it was really the Nine Trick Corpse Seal, this was really an old friend, if it weren't for the Nine Trick Corpse Seal attacking the Iron Mansion Emperor Sect and pulling the two realms into one, he would probably still be persevering towards the path of immortality.

"Let's go!" Yun Mo motioned to the two peak masters, and immediately jumped into the flames.

This flame is like a flower blooming on the ground.

Scattered and scattered, flames are blooming, there are places to stay, and there are also places to fly over.

With their flexible posture, Yun Mo and the three of them tried not to touch the flames on the ground, but the passage was too short, and it was particularly inconvenient to fly.

"It's getting hotter. "Martial idiot.

Blade Qianqiu was extremely uncomfortable, and he saw that his face was a little pale. The Xuan Spirit he cultivated was an ice and snow python, and this kind of hot place was extremely restrained to him.

"Ah......h

A terrible cry came from the back of the passage.

When Yun Mo heard this, he judged that it was the old woman in green, and the old woman was the second elder of the Snow Flower Holy Land, her strength was unfathomable, and her cultivation had already crossed the spiritual void.

"I'm afraid that danger is coming. Yun Mo said.

Wu Idiot Three: "Yun Mo, what's wrong?"

"Just hurry up and get through guò, the guy in the back, the danger is unpredictable. Yun Mo said in a deep voice.

Blade Qianqiu: "No, this flame passage is too uncomfortable, I ...... I ......"

When Yun Mo heard this, a wave of mana suddenly swept towards the blade.

"I'm not going to lose you here. ”

Walking forward with a thousand enemies, having to dodge the flames on the ground, and having to endure the high temperature in the passage, Yun Mo felt that the whole person was about to collapse.

There was no sweat at all, because the sweat was roasted dry as soon as it appeared.

If it weren't for the fact that they were all very human, I am afraid that their bodies would have burned a long time ago. And the state of the blade is becoming less and less ideal, and this land of flames is extremely restrained to him.

Wu Idiot Three: "Isn't the Nine Treasure Heavenly Pagoda an auspicious treasure? ”

Yun Mo: "It's not a secret, it's the Nine Tricks corpse seal that has arrived." ”

As soon as he heard this, Blade Qianqiu said weakly: "Outside the five holy lands of the Shiwei Realm, the Purple Light Venerable is the most symbolic one of the scattered cultivators, and he was also attacked by the Nine Aperture Corpse Seal. ”

Yun Mo: "Don't be discouraged by the peak master, there is still life." ”

After that, Yun Mo straightened his body, revealing a confident look, at this moment he had to cheer up and show Blade Qianqiu, because he felt that Blade Qianqiu was in the Land of Flames, not only his mana, but even his will was weakened.

"Ah...... Senior sister, save me!"

A terrible voice came from the distance, it was still the old woman in green, but the voice had weakened a lot, and it was obviously hit hard.

The old woman in red's hair was scattered, and one hand was raised, freezing the falling sword rain, and at the same time, her body moved rapidly.

"Senior sister, don't blame senior sister, it's really a mud bodhisattva crossing the river. ”

The old woman in red dodged a few times and fled away, she swept away with her afterglow, and her face showed a look of pain.

"Senior sister...... Alas!"

The green clothes fell to the ground, and the nine corpse prints absorbed the flesh and blood of the old woman in green, and the blood light was even more full.

The rain sword crackled and landed on the Nine Aperture corpse marks, but it couldn't cause any damage.

The old woman in red fled in a hurry, but she saw Kuzhu and hurriedly shouted.

"Little brother Kuzhu, wait for sister. ”

Kuzhu sneered in his heart: "Sister, grandma is still about the same." ”

The old woman in red approached Kuzhu shamelessly, and a strong fragrance of flowers entered Kuzhu's nose, Kuzhu was angry, did this woman's clothes smoke with flowers before going out?

However, this is not the time to fight, but the sword rain on his head makes Kuzhu worry for three points, and his Xuan Ling Ghost Mirror is horizontal above his head, exuding a deep aura, which can resist the sword rain.

However, this is very much the power of the Soul Mirror.

Several of the souls that Kuzhu had managed to collect had already died under the power of the rain sword.

The old woman in red: "This ghost is so powerful, I am not afraid of this sword rain, let my sister hide from the rain." ”

After that, the old woman in red stood beside Kuzhu.

Kuzhu: "You're not afraid that I will kill you." ”

The old woman in red looked at Kuzhu: "You won't, right, my good brother? ”

The old woman in red said, and did not forget to throw a wink.

Kuzhu sneered: "This woman is ruthless enough, her junior sister has just died, she can still laugh so shamelessly, I really don't know how deep this junior sister's love is." ”

The Nine Aperture Corpse Seal is closely chasing behind, if Kuzhu makes a move at this moment, he will inevitably be chased by the Nine Aperture Corpse Seal, and the strength of the old woman in red in the late stage of spiritual weakness, Kuzhu is not very sure.

Who knows, is this old woman in red showing weakness?

The scene changed, but Kuzhu and the old woman in red saw the flames in front of them.

"Ah, it's on fire. The old woman in red showed a look of embarrassment on her face, most of the spells cultivated by the people of the Snowflake Holy Land were ice and snow techniques, and this kind of flame land was the most taboo.

Kuzhu: "Let's go!"

As he spoke, Kuzhu put the ghost mirror on the sole of his foot, and then stepped on it.

The old woman in red looked at the ghost magic mirror, countless heads floated on the side of the mirror, and there was a soul Taoist person, who was the old acquaintance of the old woman in red.

"Ah, a soul Daoist?"

Kuzhu: "That's right, die under my Xuanling. ”

Old Woman in Red: "You ......"

Kuzhu: "You don't pretend to me, and when your junior sister dies, I don't see you leave a single tear." ”

However, Kuzhu looked at the look on the face of the old woman in red, and then he understood it.

A soul Taoist may be a good friend of the old woman in red.

The old woman in red: "You're not going to take me into the Ghost Mirror, are you?"

Kuzhu: "If you can, you will become the leader of the souls here, how about it?"

The old woman in red: "Haha, unless you are my young man." ”

After that, the old woman in red stepped on the ghost mirror, and the land of flames in front of her was a great threat to her, so it was better to stand on top of the ghost mirror, as long as she was on guard against the bitter bamboo at all times.

Yun Mo and the three of them hurried, but the scene in front of them made people difficult.

A piece of magma actually blocked the way of the passage.

The two of them, in a clearing, are the Jing Nu Huang Long and the Jing Nu Feng.

I saw that Jing Nu Feng was crying and crying, and Jing Nu Huanglong was scorched all over, obviously only one breath left.

"Senior, don't leave me, I only have a relative like you, woo ......" Jing Nu Feng pear blossom with rain, although the tears were quickly scorched, but the tears on the face can still be seen.

Jing Nu Huang Long's expression was sluggish, and when he saw the people from the Kendo Sect coming, he tried his best to raise his hand and protect Jing Nu Feng.

"Bastards of the Kendo Sect, you can't leave here either......" Jingnu Huanglong's eyes showed a look of resentment.

Jing Nufeng looked at Yun Mo, looked at Wu Idiot San, suddenly stood up, and trotted to Yun Mo's side: "Your name is Yun Mo, you ...... Please, save the seniors. ”

Jingnu Huanglong spit out a mouthful of blood: "I don't want ...... People save ......"

Yun Mo looked at Jingnu Huanglong: "I'm afraid that if I want to save it, I won't be able to return to the sky." ”

When Jing Nufeng heard this, her face immediately turned pale: "If it weren't for the senior's use of the Hurricane Rush Technique, the mana would not have been lost so quickly, otherwise I would definitely be able to break through this magma river...... Whining...... In order to protect me, he was burned like this by the magma river, and I ......"

After that, Jing Nufeng cried again.

Yun Mo can't see a woman crying the most, especially quiet and girly, or that kind of particularly innocent girl, just those blurry eyes make people feel pity.

Yun Mo: "Jing Nu Huanglong, why bother with hatred, I'm afraid that only you and Jing Nu Feng are left in the Jing Nu clan." ”

Jingnu Huanglong: "My hatred, how can you understand it." ”

Yun Mo: "It's too far away, remembering hatred will only make life miserable, if you let go of this obsession, you will feel relaxed." ”

Wu Idiot Three: "Yun Mo, don't say it, time is pressing, the Nine Tricks Corpse Seal will come up soon." ”

As soon as she heard the Nine Aperture Corpse Marks, Jingnu Huanglong's face showed a look of fear.

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