Chapter Eighty-Nine: The Last Role

Hearing Chu Yuanyang's screams, everyone couldn't help but look up at her.

"Phew!"

I don't know who gasped in fright.

"Senior brother, she, she, she ......!" Bai Zhi pointed at Chu Yuanyang, who was still howling, in fear, and opened his mouth and stammered, unable to say a complete sentence for a long time.

Xuan Ye's eyebrows frowned, and his eyes, which had always been warm, gave birth to a few different colors, but they were quickly suppressed by him, and he returned to his usual appearance of sparkling blue waves and warm sunshine.

Jin Xi was startled at first, and smiled directly in relief.

After saying 'Amitabha', he looked away, and his face was still like Maitreya Buddha's expression.

Canglan smiled in a variety of ways, expressing regret for 'smashing' his mouth.

Geng Jingqiu hooked the corners of his mouth sarcastically, this little demon girl deserves it.

There was a trace of unbearability on Qianqingyu's face, and in the end, he just sighed silently.

He Gaoran and Zhan Jianglin have always maintained a state of self-preservation, although at this moment, although they saw a young woman who was gnawed off an arm in an instant, only a trace of ripples flashed in their hearts, ripples swept by, leaving no trace, but in their minds, they were thinking about what they would do if they couldn't find the magic eye next!

Standing in the far corner, the Taoist of the Terrible Valley, who had not made any movement, listened to her screams, and slowly cracked open her hideous mouth, and the corners of her mouth on both sides were obviously raised high, obviously very pleasant.

These people had different thoughts and expressions, some good and some bad, but except for Mu Ran, none of them rushed to the altar, and none of them were anxiously moving around like headless flies.

"Little girl liar, your hand ...... , not afraid, not afraid, as long as there is a muscle-building pill, you will recover as before. Mu Ran didn't care about the magic eye, as if a spring had been installed under her feet, she jumped up, and a few rolls in the air came to the edge of the altar.

Looking at Chu Yuanyang's face up close, his eyes were not black, only the color of the white was bloodshot, and the pink lips in the past had turned black and purple, and the entire arm holding the rope was only left with a black and gray skeleton, and there was no flesh and muscle, which was really a little scary to look at.

"I, I'm here to save you!" Mu Ran's voice trembled slightly.

"Bang!"

As soon as he touched the body on the side of the altar, he was expected to be bounced away, and he continued to crash towards the altar without giving up.

When Chu Yuanyang heard Mu Ran's voice, his head turned mechanically, his eyes fell into gray, and he only saw a sharp black shadow, and wanted to rush to the altar, but unfortunately he was bounced away by the power around the altar.

She wanted to open her mouth to say a few words, but unfortunately her throat and eyes hurt like a knife, and her mouth was like being filled with lead, and she couldn't open her mouth.

The mantle devoured her arm, and seeing that she didn't let go, he began to suck her essence, bone marrow, and even try to invade her body.

Chu Yuanyang took a deep look at the figure that was still jumping onto the altar in a delusional way, and used his last perseverance and courage to bite the tip of his tongue in his mouth, naturally the pain in his mouth was far less than the pain in her body, but it still made her sober up a little.

Life seemed to come to an end and there was a return to light, and she felt as if her body was no longer as painful as it was just now.

She knew that it was nothing more than a temporary paralysis of the nerves that had reached the limit of what a person could still bear.

Seizing this opportunity, she used her last vitality to pull the skeleton-like arm violently.

"Ahh

"What's going on?"

"Senior brother, senior brother......!"

"Senior brother....!"

"Senior sister...!"

The phantom in front of him was longing, and the noisy screams and shouts gradually faded away, Chu Yuanyang finally ran out of oil and closed his gray eyes, and lay there quietly with a satisfied smile on the corner of his mouth.

Senior Brother Mu, this is the last thing I can help you, whether you can get out alive or not can only depend on your creation.

The wind howled, the black clouds rolled, and the top of the snow-capped mountain that was snowing with goose feathers suddenly cooled down, dropping from minus 40 degrees to more than minus 100 degrees in an instant, and the hail at the mouth of the bowl smashed down from the sky like a bowling ball.

Dozens of meters of snow were smashed into deep holes, but with a cup of tea, the soft ground became as hard as a stone.

The other mountain that is far away from the snow-capped mountains is diametrically opposed to the snow-capped mountains.

Red fiery clouds climbed all over the mountain, and half of the sky on the summit seemed to roll around in the cinnabar, and the red was terrifying.

The whole mountain was bare and there was no grass, and the air was filled with a heat wave.

"Heh! I found it!" the voice was very sticky and sweet.

"Whoosh!"

The pleasant words fell, a purple shadow flashed, and the whole mountain returned to calm.

"Senior Sister Ruan, what are we doing here?" Su Manyin took out a silk handkerchief and wiped the sweat on her forehead, looking at Ruan Ziling with a solemn face on the side.

Ruan Ziling looked at the surrounding environment, the surrounding mountain walls were as red as burning iron, took two steps forward, suddenly squatted down and touched the hot ground, and said in a deep voice: "Manyin, release the fragrant beast!"

The effect of the smelling beast is just like its name, it can smell and smell, even if it is something without smell, it can be found, its sense of smell is thousands of times more sensitive than the dog's nose, and the average monk uses it to hunt for treasure.

Su Manyin was stunned for a moment, although she wondered how Ruan Ziling knew that she had a scenting beast in her hand, but she didn't ask anything, and summoned the scenting beast with a few pinched fingers.

Ruan Ziling nodded appreciatively at Su Manyin, obviously satisfied with Su Manyin's few words.

After the Smelling Beast was summoned, Ruan Ziling took out a finger-sized blue bottle from the storage bracelet, pulled off the vermilion cork, and brought it to the tip of its nose to let it smell it.

The Smelling Beast twitched its nose and ran forward in a few moments.

Ruan Ziling and Su Manyin hurriedly followed.

The attribute of the incense beast is fire, and it is very heat-resistant, so even if it is stuffy and hot, and the temperature is high for a long time, there is no discomfort in the slightest.

And Ruan Ziling and Su Manyin have been using spiritual power to protect their bodies to avoid being burned by the temperature in the air.

The two of them trotted with the smelling beast for a long time, and Su Manyin stopped panting, waved his hand, and said, "Senior Sister Ruan, I can't do it anymore, the spiritual energy in my body in this place is losing too fast." ”

Ruan Ziling looked at the incense-smelling beast that stopped with Su Manyin, and a trace of disdain flashed in her eyes: "Eat some Gathering Spirit Pill." ”

Su Manyin nodded, and took out a white jade bottle from the storage money bag.

"Senior Sister Ruan, this place is adjacent to the top of the Snow Mountain, but why is there so much difference in temperature?" After eating the Gathering Spirit Pill and pranayama for a while, Su Manyin asked.

"Below the top of the snow-capped mountain is a thousand-year-old ice cave, and below this mountain is a magma volcano. Ruan Ziling took out a pair of ice silk gloves and put them on her hands, and kept groping underground.