Hu Wangcai was scorched black and yellow, his breath was dying, and he looked extremely embarrassed. It's just that his eyes are clear and shimmer with a glimmer of joy. Without going through the catastrophe, it is difficult to truly understand what it means to "live after the catastrophe". He thanked Long Bao and Long Lin in a weak voice, but Mao Juhua, who had always been indifferent to him, opened his mouth first: "Wangcai, you are not simple, congratulations!"

Long Bao helped him up and rinsed him with dragon water, and the four-tailed fox turned into a handsome blue-eyed boy again, his hair was burned yellow, and his face was not broken, "It's okay, it's not disfigured." Long Bao comforted him.

Long Lin also said, "Wangcai, although you have suffered a little, but seeing that the thunder is so extraordinary, you will definitely have great achievements in the future." ”

Hu Wangcai whimpered again gratefully. Long Bao said, "Wangcai, you are not good at this, you love to cry a nose, you see that Chrysanthemum is a girl, she never cries, she is very strong." He had forgotten that he and Mao Juhua were crying bitterly not long ago.

Hu Wangcai glanced at Mao Chrysanthemum, and saw that she was not mocking, so he wiped away his tears and said, "The slave will be as strong as Sister Chrysanthemum in the future." ”

Wangcai drank a few sips of Baihua wine, and ate the ice rat meat left over from the last time, and then he was refreshed.

The electric fire caused by the tragedy made a little noise in the dead and cold Silent Snow Mountains, and I saw a crane-like blue-feathered bird, holding a black and white smoking branch, fluttering and flying over, throwing the branch down at the place where Hu Wangcai crossed the robbery, and immediately lit the burned-out big qiu he threw there! Hu Wangcai was so frightened that he had planned to sew and mend to make do with what he was wearing... Long Bao said, "Hey, why did you run out of a strange fang?" Mao Chrysanthemum also said, "No wonder Wang Fa and Alajin both said that they only saw the strange square bird in this area—what happened when they caught it in Xianwang Lake?"

"Surely it was only raised by the gods, this is just wild. It looks like this one is bad. "Long Bao Chai.

The bird screamed at him, as if furious with what he had said.

Long Lin fixed his eyes and saw that this bird was slightly smaller than the strange square he caught, and the feathers were bright and slender, but it was indeed a strange square; he saw that the black and white branch was a little strange, and wanted to roll it into his hand to take a look, only to see the green smoke suddenly rise, almost burning his palm, and hurriedly slapped it to the ground, there was actually the sound of gold and stone, broken into fine pieces, "Is this the yin and yang wood?"

Long Lin thought that this strange recipe in the wild version had been mixed among demons for a long time, and he should have opened his mind. He released the Xianwanghu Qifang in the storage bracelet that was tied up by the fortune circle, and muttered a few words to Hu Wangcai, asking him to "go on the offensive", Hu Wangcai cleared his throat, straightened the rather ragged brocade clothes, and shouted to the strange wild bird: " Qi Fang, listen, there are two paths in front of you, one is the same as the ancestor of the fairy world in front of you, who was tied into zongzi by us, trapped in the ice to make a specimen of endangered birds, and the second is to cooperate with us sincerely and take us to find the yin and yang wood, which is the one you just held in the bird's beak... Dwarf oil, oh my god..."

A faint blue flame spewed straight over, almost turning Hu Wangcai into a big fireball again. Long Bao once again acted as a firefighter and extinguished the fire.

Listening to a long cry of "Qi-Fang-", the Qifang of Xianwang Lake spewed out a wisp of emerald green, resisting the blue flame. Long Lin found that in terms of the clarity and intensity of the flames, the Wild Strange Fang was already much inferior to the Immortal Strange Fang. Sure enough, after the two flames fought for a while, the emerald green flame suddenly condensed, shrunk into a thin tube, wrapped in the turquoise flame, as if it was about to be devoured, Long Baogang "Huh", the emerald green "thin tube" suddenly opened branches and leaves, the buds and nails were shaded, like a vigorous vine in the spring, and the bright red flower bones bloomed one after another, and the flames of Yeqifang were absorbed in a moment. The fire of the wood spirit is truly extraordinary.

"Jiang is still old and spicy..."Long Bao sighed, knowing that Xian Qifang was still tied up by his fortune circle.

The defeated Ye Qifang was terrified, let out a strange scream, and flapped his wings and fled. "Keep up with it. Long Lin said. He didn't put the fairy recipe into the storage bracelet, but let go of the fortune circle on its body, let Mao Chrysanthemum pinch its single leg, and let Mao Chrysanthemum communicate with it in ancient demon language while running, Mao Chrysanthemum was pleasantly surprised to find that it could comprehend and become docile. On the other hand, it was obviously scared and didn't want to go back to the storage bracelet to suffer the sin.

In the cold air, Ye Qifang did not fly fast, but turned left and right, the route was extremely tortuous and strange, and finally everyone's eyes lit up, and a blue stream appeared, and there were pieces of crystal ice floes floating on the stream. Ye Qifang folded his wings and stood on one leg on a piece of ice floe, floating quickly into the distance. Long Lin guessed that there should be a magma river vein underneath this place, otherwise there would be no flowing stream, and flying in the extremely cold place was extremely laborious, so Long Lin and Long Bao also descended, each chose a piece of ice floe and stepped on it under their feet, and walked down the river.

The water was getting faster and faster, and the ice was also churning up and down, and Hu Wangcai fell into the river countless times, and then climbed onto another block of ice in embarrassment. Since the Heavenly Tribulation, his consciousness has become independent, and he feels that he can't always stand on Long Lin's shoulders and be a beast pet.

The river gradually widened, but the speed of the ice floe water became more and more urgent, and the snow and fog in front of him were boundless, and the strange bird suddenly disappeared. Long Lin hurriedly accelerated forward, swinging the Yin Yang Sword to cut open a piece of Kongming, and suddenly volleyed into the air, and fell straight down. Raise your eyes to see, it turns out that the river water flows to a cliff, and the water flows down in the moment it condenses into icicles, forming a huge icicle "screen" for thousands of years, which is vast for dozens of miles, and is extremely magnificent. While trying to stabilize the fall, Long Lin held down the hexagonal card and sent a message to Long Bao, asking him to wait on it with chrysanthemums and wangcai.

A crack in the ground was a little deep, like a long black mouth with a sinister smile, waiting for him to fall. Although he tried his best to control the fall, he still felt an invisible giant hand pull him down frantically. Crushed by the upside-down of those chaotic spaces, he heard his bones crackle and explode, and his body was involuntarily curled into all sorts of incredible shapes... Just in a panic, his eyebrows were hot again, and a spiritual power cover was instinctively formed outside his body, there were actually two layers, blue on the outside and green on the inside, and the blue Ling Bo flowed, and it was not controlled by the severe cold, which was very different from the usual transparent and colorless... I only heard a strange sound of sour teeth, and he was pressed against the top of a slender mountain rock spire like an ice pick, and the spiritual power cover was slightly inverted, but it was not broken, and a big lollipop was clubbed. He hurriedly put away the spiritual power cover, climbed down like a monkey, and when he reached the bottom of the valley, there was no freezing, only the occasional snow falling.

After walking for a while, I found a square gray-white house with strange carvings, and the four corners were carved with the head of a golden-eyed ape, with snow-white teeth, which looked like the legendary ancient water beast Wuzhiqi. The house is ancient and vicissitudes, like a huge broken exquisite jade box, which has been abandoned for an unknown number of thousands of years. There is only one slightly twisted door in the house, and there are three bronze fonts on the door, which are actually the three "Western Xia characters" that Long Lin can recognize: the Immortal Bone Library.

Obviously, this is a warehouse.

Long Lin waved the yin and yang sword, only to see the golden mangs flashing wildly, easily stabbed the door open, there seemed to be no effective prohibition, just wondering, a large mass of black demonic qi continued to roll out, gradually condensed, it turned out to be a demon more than a foot high, pale complexion, golden horns on his forehead, his face was a little like the Great Demon King of Alahand, but his hair was jet black. He lowered his head and asked in the human language, "Who are you, why do you have the soft iron breath of the Fleshthirsty Demon Sect and the breath of a divine soldier?"

Long Lin was shocked and asked him, "Who are you?"

"I'm a wisp of soul thought from the Immortal Bone Library. The other party actually replied honestly, as if he had a low status before his death and was accustomed to obedience.

"Lord Shu is dead?" Long Lin was surprised but remained silent, he could see that the other party was a little timid.

"Yes, during the Great War of Gods and Demons, Yu Shu died from the Divine Soldier Shaking Sword of the Broken Army Star Lord, and I am just a wisp of his soul thought, and I have been guarding the immortal bone vault here. ”

"But this knife?" asked Long Lin excitedly as he unsheathed his saber, tucked it in his arm, and asked aloud.

There was a moment of throbbing and uneasy vagueness in his soul, and he shook his head for a long time and said, "No, I don't know. It shouldn't be like this. He shook his head again, and suddenly became furious, "Terran child, why are you here? Don't you know how many Terran monks like you have died here, and I have sucked them all up?"

With a bang, thousands of white and jade-like thigh bones piled up at Long Lin's feet, like a small mountain, and he jumped backwards in fright. He let out a muffled laugh, as if it was very funny.