I saw that the black sun turned into countless dense small black dots in an instant, surging into the surrounding sky, expanding bigger and bigger, and the crazy scene was suffocating.

He Yan didn't care about being confused and afraid, and ran to Shen Ling's side in three steps and two steps, and the latter was also calling out to her. The black smoke on the sun flew across the sky,

"What's, what is this?"

Shen Hui took He Yu by her side, and at this time, the black fog gradually became larger, and she took a closer look, and there were tens of thousands of ...... on the black sun Bird?

The birds were dazzling with their black wings, the smallest being the size of a long sword, obscuring the sun. The birds let out a strange cry of hoarseness, and the bright light of the sun shone through thousands of pairs of black bird feathers, leaving only stars, like a ball of volcanic lava that had not yet been extinguished.

"Oh no, this is a paralyzed bird!" Shen Xuan said urgently, "Don't touch the feathers of these things!"

The paralytic bird is only born in extremely cold places, and it has a cluster nature, and loves to chase light and heat. This blackbird worships the light of the sun when it is young, and flies high into the sky before its fledglings, often roasting alive by the blazing air.

The group of paralytic birds in the area of the snow-capped mountains is huge, the smallest has 100,000 in number, once formed, they gather into a ball, and on the hottest day of the year, they flock to the sun, suffering from the extreme anxiety of light and heat, so that there is a terrible scene of the black sun.

This kind of intense day-to-day action is actually no different from a mass suicide. When approaching the extreme of the sun, the black wings of the paralyzed bird will burst into flames, and the flames will spread throughout the bird's ball, and eventually turn into a huge fireball, which will bring disaster if it falls to the ground.

Legend has it that thousands of years ago, the ancestor of the paralytic bird killed his father and mother, and was cursed by the evil of the sorcerer of the prison tribe in the ocean.

Seeing the flock of paralyzed birds growing stronger and stronger in the sky, He Yu gasped, "Those things, it seems to be on fire......

When it was too late, I saw that the black sun began to burn red from the center, and the burnt wings and heads rained down, and smashed straight down to the immortals. All the immortals knew that the feathers of the paralyzed bird were powerful, but they felt that the air in the snow-capped mountains was unbearably hot, and they panicked and retreated.

In an instant, several people have been hit by small pebble-like charred feathers, and the injuries are still secondary, once people come into contact with the burning bird feathers, it is like holding a sun in front of their chests, whether they are enlightened or not, the flesh will be difficult to endure for a moment, and it will turn into a puddle of pus.

"You go hide first!" Shen Xuan pushed away Hefei, he and Xingfu were still wearing black lines on the pipa bones on their bodies, and they were unable to move, and crackling sparks poured towards the two of them. He Fei was like a hundred ants scratching his heart, refusing to steal his life, and he didn't care about anything else at the moment, so he pulled out his wooden sword and cut at the black line on the two of them.

She made a mistake in her busy moments, although the wooden sword given by Shen Hui was quite effective, but it had never been bladed, how could she cut the black line that was infused with spiritual power? Unexpectedly, her two swords were bent, and many fire cores were splashed, and with a "click", it was broken.

He Yan couldn't believe her eyes, she was surprised and delighted, and said, "Hurry up!"

Shen Hui and Xingfu were free from the shackles for a while, and the rest of the immortals who were pierced by the black line were also relieved and amnesty, and fled in all directions.

I saw that the black sun in the sky had transformed into a big fireball, the hunt was burning, the stench was unpleasant, it broke through the clouds, and crashed straight towards the snow-capped mountains thousands of feet high on the opposite side.

At this time, the mountain is deep, the snow-capped mountains are covered with 10,000 years of ice and snow, only to hear a loud sound of the landslide and the earth cracking, the sky is dark, as if the end is coming, fire and ice, red and white, heat and cold collide together.

The wasteland is surrounded by mountains, and at this moment it is like a closed coffin, and a huge roar is trapped in it, and the rings are agitated, and wave after wave has the tendency to overwhelm the mountains and seas, which is enough to shatter the ear drums.

At this moment, the sun took off its black feather coat and reappeared dazzling light, and under the reflection of colorful sunlight, the white angry waves on the top of the mountain roared towards everyone.

He Yan's heart sank deeply: finally, it was still an avalanche......

Her mouth was so full of snow foam that she couldn't speak, let alone hear anyone's voice. Shen Ling had long disappeared from sight, and the overwhelming storm swept her halfway up the mountain, and she was suddenly thrown sideways on the ice.

At this moment, all thoughts are drowned in the silver tsunami, and life and death are never decided by one's own thoughts.

The bright yellow light of the sun in mid-air and the silvery glare of the snow waves blended together, and she felt that her brain was about to be thrown out, and she couldn't open her eyes, and she didn't know anything.

In a trance, the silver and white eyes suddenly cracked a large black slit, like a deep stream in the mountains, and the raging snowstorm pushed her into the big crack. I felt that it was dark in front of her, and she didn't know how many raised rocks and branches hit her, and she fell straight down.

Immediately, the darkness became darker, and the snow waves rumbled, blocking the mountain stream so dense that the throat was full of snow foam, and she couldn't breathe.

......

After a long time, He Yu finally heard the tinkling sound of water droplets and rocks, and realized in a trance that he was really lucky that he was not crushed to death by the snow waves......

The huge earthquake just now broke her right leg, and the wound from the perforated pipa bone was also cracked. The sharp pain made her wake up quickly, and the black hole in front of her was empty, and she couldn't see anything clearly.

What about them? They won't be crushed to death by the snow waves, will they?

A chill condensed between her bones, and she struggled to sit up, her head spinning in sharp pain like a tear. Soon she remembered that she had been swept away by a snowstorm, and that the others should at least be able to run into a cave and take refuge, and should still be alive.

She was a little relieved in her heart, but now that she was alone and her tendons were broken, she was afraid that it would be difficult to walk for a while. She picked her throat and vomited the snow foam in her throat, and then she felt like she was alive again.

Suddenly, I felt that there was a hard object in my neck and my skin hurt, and I took it out and saw that the wooden swords were still there in the bumps.

He was overjoyed and kissed the wooden swords with love and pity. In the end, there is still a magic weapon in her body, she is now seriously injured and lying down, and with the spiritual power of the wooden sword to keep warm, she will not freeze into ice cubes in this extremely cold abyss.

She rubbed her hand on the pair of small wooden swords for a moment, and the small swords gradually returned to their original appearance, emitting a bright light, illuminating a large area of darkness.

It turned out that the gorge was very narrow, and the widest part could only accommodate three people to walk together, and the strange rocks were craggy, and the ground was even more rugged and difficult to walk, and the crevices of the rocks were covered with crystal clear snowdrops. He Yan rubbed her stomach, although her throat was hot and cracking, she knew that this flower was so powerful that she didn't dare to touch it.

He Yu picked up the branches around him and hastily fixed his leg bones, but it was still difficult to stand up. She was depressed and stunned for a long time, so she simply pressed one wooden sword down on her ankle, and the other on her waist and abdomen, as if lying on the sword.

At such a critical moment, he didn't care whether the posture was elegant or not, and he closed his eyes tightly, tried to pinch the trick, and the two wooden swords slowly rose, and this move was actually successful. She was so excited that she burst into tears, so that if she followed the direction of the droplets, she would surely find a way out.

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