Chapter 128: Entering the belly of the mountain and seeing the dragon

"How did this pass? Pen × fun × Pavilion www. biquge。 info" Mu Zi cautiously moved to the edge of the platform, stretched out his head to look down, and sure enough, there was a cave under the abyss, the inner circle was burning magma, still steaming and snoring, and the outer circle was ice cubes that looked cold.

"This ice is 10,000-year-old ice." When Qi Qi heard Mu Zi say that ice was not to be feared, he couldn't help but remind that if people approached this ice, it was estimated that they would be frozen into mummies in an instant, and here, they were not hurt by this cold because of the heat of this molten slurry.

In this way, nature is really wonderful. There is always an antidote next to the poisonous mushroom, and ice and fire always go hand in hand.

"Then do you have any way to get us to Bing Xinrui?" Feng Yi respectfully asked Qi Qi for advice, and now Feng Yi, after some things, has become more and more respectful, and has faded a lot of high-flying and domineering noble son's atmosphere, which makes people feel a lot stranger.

Qiqi pondered for a moment, as if digging out the answer in a deep memory, and after a while, it thought: "This cave is called Beiyou Dongtian, and I have heard that there seems to be a bridge to reach that side." ”

As soon as Qi Qifu said that there was a bridge to reach the other side, the big guys scattered and looked around, and began to look for the bridge, but no matter how you looked, there was no trace of the bridge.

He had already entered this place, he looked around, and did not find the shadow of a road, and the edge of this platform was flat, in the thousands of years, although it was eroded, but it can be seen that there is no trace of occlusion, so there will be no bridge docking design.

"Excuse me, what kind of bridge is the bridge you are talking about, senior?" Bu Zhou asked. There are many kinds of bridges, and the top priority now is to figure out what kind of bridge Qi Qi is talking about, so that we can have a goal.

But as expected, Qi Qi shook his body, and his expression was helpless: "To be honest, I don't know." ”

A simple sentence of "I don't know" sounds relaxed, but to Feng Yi's ears, it sounds like being sentenced.

But this thing, hundreds of years ago, someone must have placed it on it, not to mention that this blue gamedo was a holy place thousands of years ago, there have been these enchantments for more than a thousand years, and this Ming Dynasty has only been six hundred years in the past, how did people do it six hundred years ago?

Thinking of this, Feng Yi seemed to have ignited hope again.

He took out a small amulet from his bosom, the amber amulet seemed to be condensed from old honey, and the cracks on it were dark brown, and it looked like a thing that was some years old.

If ordinary people take the beeswax, they may have a little cherishment, but when they saw this Feng Yi, they threw the beeswax into the air, quickly chanted a spell in their mouths, and were busy forming enchantments in their hands. Listen carefully, it turned out to be a spell to resist the wind, and at this time, Feng Yi should want to use this spell to see if she can transport the beeswax over.

The beeswax had just been removed from the platform not far away, and had just entered the sky above the ice, when a subtle "click" sound was heard, as if it had begun to freeze from it, and then spread outward; As I walked forward, when I reached the sky above the fire, I heard a "bang", and the beeswax was broken in half in the air.

Bu Zhou looked at the ice and fire below with a solemn face: "The heat expansion and cold contraction are too serious, and the mortal body can't stand it at all." Just after Zhou Zhou finished saying this, before everyone turned their eyes to Qi Qi's body, Qi Qi spoke first.

"Although I am an old thing from ancient times, I am also afraid of these Xuanbing and fire." Originally, everyone hadn't made up their minds on Qi Qi's body, but when they heard what he said, they couldn't help but cast their eyes, and when they saw Qi Qi's calm appearance, they had mixed beliefs in their hearts.

This is a job that will kill if you don't do it well, and you can't let people prove it to yourself. If you annoy Qi Qi first, before it can be proved, it is estimated that it will be lifted down by the fierce beast.

Feng Yi was still bothering to manipulate the beeswax, which had broken into a finger-sized beeswax, and when it got closer and closer to Bing Xinrui, it melted even more.

"It's really strange, how can Ice Heart Stamen not melt." Mu Zi stared at the Bing Xinrui for a long time, wanting to see a clue from it, but he couldn't figure it out.

How can this translucent and seemingly fragile Ice Heart Rui be so strong? It's something like a diamond. was thinking about it, the beeswax that Feng Yi threw out was already close to Bing Xinrui, and at this time, those beeswax blocks were about to turn into water.

Just as the beeswax was about to approach the platform of the ice heart, a dragon suddenly burst out from the depths of the sea of fire, half of which was surrounded by flames and half of which was cast of dark iron. As the dragon scurried up from under the abyss, the people standing on the platform also felt the biting cold in the heat wave.

It turns out that the two heavens of ice and fire feel like this. The cold like an ice pick, like a knife scraping the face, but mixed with the heat during the period, is like an ant, gnawing at every inch of the skin. It's torment, but the pervasive temperature hits every inch of skin.

Feng Yi didn't forget to look back at Qingrang at this tormented moment.

If the cultivation is not thoughtful, he is now silently reciting the mantra of purifying his heart, barely maintaining himself, but the fine sweat on his head is like a waterfall flowing downward; And those with low cultivation, such as Mu Zi, are now in a trance, and they can barely stand on the platform, so they don't go the wrong way in a trance and fall into the abyss.

But Qing Rang didn't have a trace of discomfort, but looked at Feng Yi who was trying to control his face not to be too hideous with frightened eyes.

The only one who didn't feel discomfort here was Qing Rang, and even Qi Qi, although he didn't feel the pain, was also a little irritable under the double blow of this scorching heat and cold, and it seemed that Qi Qi was also a little afraid of this dragon.

The jumping dragon devoured the beeswax in one bite, and then cautiously looked at Bing Xinrui, and found that Bing Xinrui had no problems, before slowly turning around and looking at the platform.

As soon as the dragon turned around, an even greater heat wave hit his face, accompanied by a very cold chill. The few people on the stage instantly felt that they had entered the ghost gate, and then they were pulled into hell.

"It's you, you're going to get Bing Xinrui?" As soon as the dragon squinted, the fire on his body burned even more, and at the same time, the cold air rose even more. And everyone, it was difficult to say the words, and when the words came to their mouths, they were all attacked by pain, and it was difficult to jump out of their mouths.

After the dragon looked at everyone on the stage, his eyes stopped at the person who was trembling, but did not feel unwell. Qing Rang instantly attracted the dragon's attention, and after discovering the dragon's interest in Qing Rang, Feng Yi, who had been tortured by severe pain and couldn't walk, still endured the pain in front of the dragon, opened his hands, and protected Qing Rang behind him.

"Descendants of the Zhu family? Interesting. The dragon didn't hurt Qingrang, but after asking and answering himself, he restrained the aura on his body. (To be continued.) )