Rao is like this, Yue Zilan still hesitated slightly, and did not make a move immediately.

Suddenly, the dragon head relief above his head trembled violently, and at the same time, a quiet exclamation was heard.

It turned out that the crack in the door was nearly a foot wide, and the entire dragon body had been hidden in the clouds and mist behind the door, and the huge dragon head was also slowly moving, gradually breaking away from the door on the left.

Quietly, but at the moment when his body was crooked, he held the black stone crystal key in the left eye of the dragon head, and pulled it out in the turbulent airflow!

In the next moment, the dragon's head completely detached itself from the stone door on the left, and shook its head like a living thing.

Quietly, her figure swayed like a fallen leaf in the wind, and in an instant she was swept into the air flow in the middle of the air, and disappeared into the depths of the sea of clouds in an instant.

Yue Zilan didn't hesitate any longer, and with a flick of his long sleeves, a rope-like thing with the thickness of a wrist grew out of the left and right cuffs.

That thing was like a snake's tail, it seemed to be slippery, but it could firmly climb on the relief of the dragon's head, and a whirlpool of wind and waves that crossed the width of the zhang and hit Gu Jiuxin.

Gu Jiuxin smelled a fishy smell and immediately frowned.

At this time, the hurricane whirlpool in front of her was even worse, and she barely plucked the strings of Arthur's strings, and the sound wave formed a knife light that was much weaker than before, and struck towards the long rope.

Unexpectedly, the long rope turned around in the raging storm, but instead of avoiding this sword light, it went head-on and collided with this crescent-like sword light.

Seeing a glimmer of light flashing in the center of the storm, and a soft sound in his ears, Gu Jiuxin couldn't help but be surprised.

This thing is not like a rope, nor is it a simple magic weapon, it is like a living thing, and it can resist Arthur's shock!

But time could not allow her to be surprised that the snake-like thing was about to cross the center of the storm vortex and reach in front of her.

Gu Jiuxin saw that it was too late to pluck the strings again, so he didn't care about the sharpness of the strings, grabbed the strings with his right hand, and blocked Ya Se in front of him with his hand.

The sound of the piano, which was low but no longer soft, was pierced by a sharp sound of breaking the air in his ears at the same time.

The expected impact did not come, Gu Jiuxin turned Ya Se, and saw that Yang Jun was already standing beside her, and the ten thousand butcher knife in his hand had just fallen, cutting off a piece of the dancing long rope diagonally, and a cloud of blood mist burst out in midair.

The wrist-like rope retreated as quickly as pain. At the same time, Yue Zilan, who was climbing on the stone gate opposite, let out a miserable cry.

Yang Jun and Gu Jiuxin's color changed when they heard it - this voice is really not like a human voice!

The blood mist splashed in the wind was swept away by the whirlwind, dissipated into the clouds behind the door, and disappeared from the sight of the two in the blink of an eye.

Yang Jun stared at the cuffs that were retracted from Yue Zilu, his expression was sharp, that thing just now looked like the tentacles of something!

He didn't have time to hold Jing Jing just now, but he swung his knife and cut off the tentacles that Yue Zi Lan stretched out towards Gu Jiuxin.

The shadow of the knife slashed through the storm, unaffected, slicing the tentacle-like thing from the front with a single slash.

He twisted his eyebrows to look at the other tentacle that extended from Yue Zi's sleeve and climbed onto the dragon's head. The tentacles were prostrate on the stone dragon's head, hovering tightly like some kind of reptile.

Gu Jiuxin was already a little uncomfortable when he smelled the strange bloody breath just now, but now that he looked at it, he felt even more disgusted.

I saw that the tentacle was squirming, as if it had left a gap on the stone wall******* the muscles on Yang Jun's cheeks trembled slightly, his eyes were condensed, his face was gloomy, as if the low-pressure sky was filled with dark storm thunderclouds, and he glared at Yue Zishan: "What are you?!" ”

Yue Zilan withdrew the tentacles of his right hand, the sleeves were already dripping with blood, and his face was even paler, ignoring Yang Jun's words, and with the strength of the tentacles of his left hand to climb on the relief of the dragon's head, he jumped to the ground on the dragon's nose.

How could Yang Jun allow him a chance to touch the key? With a backhand slash, the dark sword shadow mixed with electric light had already crossed the raging wind, drawing an insurmountable barrier between Yue Zilan and Long Mu.

Immediately afterwards, the Ten Thousand Butcher Knife and Yang Jun came across the wind and went straight to the right eye of the dragon head.

Yue Zilan's shirt was already stained with a little bloodstains, and seeing that there was no chance to take advantage of it, he moved quickly and lightly, and was carried by the wind through the crack in the door into the sea of clouds behind the door.

His figure had just disappeared, and the tentacles coiled on the dragon's mouth also retreated like a snake, but before he could fully retract it, he was slashed by Yang Jun.

Yang Jun's knife was so good that the place where the Ten Thousand Butcher Knife and the tentacle met was suddenly broken into two, and a burst of white smoke came out of the cross-section.

There was a faint wail from behind the door, but it seemed to be very far away, and it was not really audible.

At the same time as Yang Jun slashed down the Ten Thousand Butcher Knife, he jumped up, holding the ice jade key in the right eye of the dragon head with his left hand, and his tentacles were cold.

With a slight twist and click, the key came out of the dragon's eye.

Yang Jun's ears were filled with a sound that was even more dull than this, like a thousand-ton boulder rolling down. Turning his head, he saw that another stone door was slowly closing in the middle.

The huge relief of the dragon's head had fallen off from the other stone door, and was now attached only to the stone door on the side where he was.

Yang Jun saw Gu Jiuxin's eyes suddenly widen, and as soon as he hugged Ya Se in his hand, he was swept into the whirlpool of air currents that became more and more powerful due to the movement of the dragon's head.

At this time, the dragon relief on the giant gate of the Mirror Cliff has only half of the dragon's head exposed, and the rest of the dragon body has been hidden in the clouds behind the door.

Yang Jun pinched his right fist, put away the Ten Thousand Butcher Knife, put away the ice jade key he was holding, jumped over, and threw himself into the rolling swirl.

The whirlpool air flow did not feel very uncomfortable, but the wind that came through the stone gate contained countless aura, with the same pleasant feeling of moisturizing.

Yang Jun was immersed in it, and the holes around his body opened, and suddenly a little starlight aura drilled into his body, making people feel warm.

It's just that the swirling air currents make it impossible to keep your body balanced, and you are in a kind of tension at all times diving down from the top of the roller coaster, and your mind is dizzy, and when you open your eyes, you can't see anything, and everywhere is white, as if you have sunk into the infinite void.

There was no sky, no earth, no towering cliffs, no endless forests, no wide and heavy stone gates, and no dragon hovering over them.

Even, it is light and fluttering.

It is as if he is a cloud floating in the sky, and all around him are the same clouds. Therefore, it is a continuous sea of clouds.

Yang Jun didn't know if it was because the acupoints around his body were wide open and he let the air flow shuttle back and forth, so that he was as light as a feather, or if this was originally a unique way to enter the fog and dust small world, or if it was a special formation arranged by the Xuantian Patriarch at the door.

Although he couldn't see other scenery, one spiritual light after another flashed in front of Yang Jun's eyes, allowing him to trace the trajectory of the air current.

However, because his body was constantly reversing its position, he didn't know whether he was head-up or foot-up, and in his eyes, the aura was like a meteor with a tail, some of which passed in front of his eyes, and some of which penetrated into his body from the open holes.

The world seen in the vertigo is inevitably a little bizarre, like a moment of space distortion, where light and shadow overlap and dazzle.

In this silent space, it was as if there was suddenly no time. It's just that Yang Jun didn't feel panicked, but had an indescribable freedom and ease.

Probably, since he left Ling Chushan, he has little space and time for himself, and he yearns for freedom more and more, and even the laziness of this moment is a little reluctant.

However, this relaxation did not last long.

The tail of the aura has become shorter.

The speed at which the air flow rotates has slowed down.

In Yang Jun's sight, a touch of sky blue appeared.

It's so blue...... Yang Jun didn't want to blink even if he opened his eyes, just because the sky was too clear, clearer than the water of the rivers and more transparent than the sea, like an ice lake on a distant plateau, but the color was more uniform and clear.

Yang Jun was not blinded by the vast aura, but he almost handed over all his eyeballs in this extreme blue sky.

However, the sudden feeling of falling made him wake up suddenly.

The blue sky in front of him suddenly blurred, his body turned around all of a sudden, and various scenes quickly crossed his sight, and Yang Jun planted headlong towards the earth.

it!

It's a roller coaster!

It's the ultimate cloud speeder!

The cultivation level is not enough, and it has not yet reached the realm of being able to walk in the sky, so it is really not very convenient, otherwise you can stand firmly on the ground with two legs, pretend to be a force, and stand at the head of the clouds like a fairy.

A series of greetings crossed Yang Jun's head, but his body had already reacted in time, throwing out the Ten Thousand Butcher Knife and catching his falling body.

With a solid knife on his feet, Yang Jun, who finally stood firm on his head and feet, looked at the surrounding environment.

Rolling mountains, lush forests, rivers and lakes dotted with them, and a slightly curved horizon at the end of the spectrum.

It seems that the scenery seen in Shengzhou in Xuantianmen is no different. However, there are still some differences. As for what is different, Yang Jun can't say it for the time being.

The place where he stood was about two hundred feet high, and his vision was not unbounded, and he could see far away, but he could not see its boundary. It can be seen from this that in the small world of fog and dust, there is a small character in the name, but it is not small.

Yang Jun stepped on the Ten Thousand Butcher Knife, slowly lowering his height, and at the same time, his eyes were also wandering around, looking for other people's figures.

It was Gu Jiuxin who came in before him just now, and it stands to reason that she should be the closest to her.

However, with the degree of evil of that air current, it is not impossible to be blown to the edge of the sky in one breath.

Yang Jun picked the bridge of his nose, turned around in the air, swept his gaze, and suddenly widened his eyes.

He saw a door on the far horizon.

The reason why it is said to be one, not one, is because there is no door at all.

Only, a bare pair of door frames.

Yang Jun seemed to think of something, his expression was momentarily stunned, his lips moved, and he muttered: "It's really fucking blowing Lao Tzu to the sky!" (To be continued.) )