"The smell of blood?" the swordsman rubbed his nose, he couldn't smell anything.

"Hurry up and keep up. "The bone elves are already urging ahead.

If the previous stone bridge stairs were all carved out of the mountains, now they are walking deeper into the mountains.

"Ahh

"Look at it!" The bone elf felt that his clothes were about to be torn by the swordsman, and he couldn't help but express his dissatisfaction.

"It's not that I don't watch!" the swordsman felt aggrieved, so he kicked it hard with his foot and his feelings.

"What's that!" his gaze gradually focused on the thing that had tripped him, "bones, bones, come and see." ”

It was really said by the bone elves, no wonder the smell of blood here is so strong.

"Isn't this a dead man's skeleton?" Looking at the white bones on the ground, the bone elf didn't feel an uncomfortable chill.

Because, she herself is also transformed from white bones, and it is good to see this, not a little strange kindness.

After all, where there are bones, there is killing and death.

"Maybe that's the one ahead. The bone elf suppressed the strangeness in his heart and regained his spirit.

A wave of light suddenly flashed, mixed with a rolling heat wave that was different from the previous one.

"Wow!" the bone elf almost didn't catch his breath: "It's so hot!" "There's definitely something wrong ahead.

The bone elf didn't dare to slow down his feet, and quickly rushed forward.

A three-legged golden tripod was floating in mid-air and slowly turning, and the raging fire that had been drawn from nowhere was burning beneath it.

"Is this alchemy?" The swordsman caught up behind him, and then he saw such a picture.

Could it be that such a cruel murderer is not some mad demon who is haunting him, but a Taoist?

"Swordsman!" The bone elf's voice was as agile as before, sounding a little puzzled: "Are you grinding your teeth?"

"Huh?" The swordsman who thought the bone elves had discovered something heard the words: "I, what kind of teeth am I grinding so well!"

"That's not your teeth...... the bone elf suddenly turned around, and a black and oppressive thing behind the swordsman was rapidly approaching.

The tiny sound of grinding teeth came from here, and she quickly pulled the swordsman over: "What kind of bugs are these?"

This direction is obviously the direction they came in, why didn't they find it just now, and it has been delayed until now.

"What, what should I do?" The bone elf saw this dense patch, and his scalp was a little numb, and he felt itchy all over his body.

The more scared he became, the more irritable he became, and the bone elf couldn't help but scratch his body and scratch it: "You want to think about it!"

There is no road behind, there is only a suspended tripod here. It is said that ants are regrettable, although it sounds ridiculous, but it makes sense when you think about it!

The bone elves retreated step by step, and although the ants were small, they could not support their large numbers. Just like these insects in front of her, of course she is not afraid of fighting alone, but with so many words, it is indeed very tricky.

The swordsman was visibly panicked, his eyes looking around, hoping for some inspiration.

The two of them had retreated so close to the burning fire that the swordsman could even feel the burning sensation in his back.

"Fire, fire!" "The swordsman really got a hint from it, "It is said that fire and water are ruthless. bones, let's find a way to draw these fires and burn them. ”

It's easy to say, this fire committee is really weird, and it will only blindly float up into the ding, and don't listen to their calls at all.

However, the swordsman's method can still be tried. The bone elf pulled out his own ice thorn, and the ice was also water, but it was just another form of water.

The temperature here is so high that if you can't freeze them, they can melt instantly, and at that time, they will drown them.

The ice broke the deadlock inch by inch, and the black monster insect with teeth and claws was frozen in place, except for the strange tentacles that seemed to be able to move, but the forward trend was finally suppressed.

"This is a credit to you. The bone elf breathed a sigh of relief, she remembered the feeling of these things gnawing at the bones, and she didn't want to experience it again.

"Hey, no, you can wait a while!" The bone elf seemed to suddenly know something, and turned his gaze to the swordsman for help: "We have to find a way to see what Dingli has practiced." ”

Whether it's something they guess or not, one thing is certain, it's definitely not going to be something that is good for them.

The bone elf spread its bone wings and flew to the top of the tripod in one fell swoop. I don't know if the fire below sensed that someone was approaching, and suddenly rose many meters high, and sporadic sparks touched the wings of the bone elf.

Seeing this, the swordsman couldn't help shouting: "Bone, be careful! This fire doesn't seem to be simple!"

However, he had heard that animals are made into essences, and fire can also be used.

Invisible and casual, it actually condensed into a red chain in the air, like a colorful practice in the hands of a dancing girl, and like the sharp fangs in the mouth of a giant snake, which not only gently dodged all parts of the ding, but also accurately tied the wings of the bone elf's fan.

"Ahh

The swordsman was dumbfounded, and when he reacted, the bone elf was curled up on the ground.

"Bones, bones!" the swordsman pounced like crazy.

A pretty face has long lost its former look, replaced by indescribable haggard and pain.

"This fire is not a mortal fire. It took the bone elf a long time to squeeze these words out between his teeth.

It's all because she was so willful, she didn't have any precautions, and now she has lost her wife and broken her soldiers.

"I don't know now, it's late, isn't it?" someone said in a contemptuous voice.

"It's a very cheap voice when you hear it. The swordsman bit his lower lip, and his right hand had already put the scabbard of the fish intestine from behind his back.

A man dressed in a fine robe with his hair tied up high turned out slowly from behind the three-legged tripod, as if he had been waiting here for a long time.

"Why haven't you shown up?" the swordsman grimly looked at the fire behind the man. Since his appearance, the fire has returned to its previous tranquility, and its heart is centered around the golden tripod.

"Show up, you're going to deal with me. The man deliberately patted the dust on his sleeve: "Do you think I will be so stupid?"

If this man hadn't appeared in such a situation, even if he was in prison, no one would have believed that he was the culprit who set off the bloody storm in Chang'an.

Or maybe he's just an ordinary human being. Such a bizarre idea popped up in the swordsman's mind.

"I'm more concerned about how you know about this place than that?" he struggled to find such a perfect place at the right time.