The wrinkles on the jade bottle have all been lit up, and the water surface of the pool of clear water carrying the snow lotus of Yaochi is slowly descending! The clear water that has "disappeared" has naturally entered the jade bottle pattern.

"Hall Master, your jade bottle is almost full, right?" Luo Zhenwei had been waiting beside him, but now it seemed that he was not subservient to orders, but more like he was "supervising" the progress of the hall master to get water, and then he finally couldn't help but remind him in a small voice.

The jade bottle pattern "drank" the water that almost had a water tank, but judging from the almost transparent bottle, it seemed that it was only "drinking" a half-full.

"Xiao Jiu was poisoned by the winning fish, and the old man cured it for him. The old man thought that Xiao Jiu was grateful and would not care about these few drops of rootless water. The hall master did not squint, said a few words casually, and after half a cup of tea, he took the jade bottle back from the ice and put it back in his arms.

"It turns out that Xiao Jiu won the poison of the fish once. I'm afraid that it is 'once bitten by a snake, ten years afraid of the well rope', that is why I am as afraid of the four products that are resolutely ready to sacrifice my life and release poison!" Wu Xing muttered with a smile: "It is estimated that this Baicaomen Holy Hand will arrive at the location of this instrument array at any time, so he simply took a detour to return to its lair from the upstream." Hehe, hey, this is not a solution, anyway, the Holy Hand can heal the poison of the winning fish. ”

Izuchen laughed and said in a low voice: "Why don't you want to think about how the hall master solved the poison of the winning fish? The demon beast micro-dust toxin has always been the secret of the Beast Alliance, but now it has been cracked by the Baicao Gate without a sound...... If you want to be an enemy of this person, you must be in good spirits! Maybe he has more poison than pills!"

Luo Zhenwei on the other side stopped talking after reminding him, and when the hall master finally stopped his hand, he couldn't help but say thank you: "Thank you for the mercy of the hall master!

"The next time I'll see you will be at least ten years away. The hall master summoned the red-crowned crane, sat down on the back of the crane's neck, waved his hand, and said, "Say hello to the Xiong family for the old man! Stay!"

Chirp!

With a clear chirp, the red-crowned crane fluttered its wings and flew away, speeding in the wind, and disappeared from everyone's sight in a blink of an eye.

"Look!" Wu Xing suddenly pointed to the direction of the iceberg, and after he finished speaking, he came to his senses, and squatted down silently and slowly, so that the dust, who was only half a head shorter than himself, could see the direction of the iceberg more conveniently.

If the Yaochi Snow Lotus in the iceberg was in full bloom before, it has obviously begun to wither rapidly. The flocculent lines in the petals are like the end of the light moss cycle, which is about to enter the gray "dawn", and the luster gradually dims; in addition to the luster of the flocculents, the petals also begin to appear obvious withering; and the lotus root-like flower stem below the petals is also similar to withering, the flocculation is dim, and the lotus root is withered, the only difference is that dozens of barley grains of white particles appear inside the lotus root in this process. The whole Yaochi Snow Lotus finally turned into a puddle of black leaf-like objects floating above the shallow clear water, looking like a withered lotus leaf in winter, and a small dry "pole" underneath.

Withered, the roots of the Yaochi Snow Lotus were passed away in the direction of the bird's nest, and there was a cracking sound on the giant stone tablet.

Luo Zhenwei obviously faced this kind of scene for the first time, and after a short period of distraction, he hurriedly jumped onto the bird's nest, copied the broken shell of the nine baby eggs in his hand, and jumped back to the side of Lechuan Shui. found a low concave place to place the nine baby eggs safely,

Then, Luo Zhenwei came to the edge of the iceberg. At this time, the size of the iceberg has shrunk significantly, and the surface of the ice has begun to melt, and the scene inside has become a little hazy.

"Up!"

Luo Zhenwei snorted lightly, lit up his arms and more than forty stars on his body, and forcibly pulled the iceberg out of the water of the Lechuan River, and lifted it directly to the side of the Nine Infant Eggs, and put it down with a bang, stirring up bursts of echoes in the distance, and the momentum was not inferior to the rolling thunder that used the hand-shaking arrow pattern device to attract the master of the Hundred Grass Gate Immortal Crane Hall before. There were originally a few roots under the iceberg, which were "dragging mud and water", but they also withered in a blink of an eye.

At this time, Wu Xing turned his head to look in the direction of the bird's nest.

The megalithic stele is as stable as Mount Tai, which is built on the "rope bridge" formed by the crisscrossing of trees and vines and roots, and the megalithic stele is fixed in the middle of the valley like a net pocket with two layers of upper and lower layers.

And now the withering and decay of the Yaochi Snow Lotus has caused a chain reaction of lightning striking the wood, and the cracks on the surface of the vines seem to have lost their suppression, and as the vines wither, those magma-like sap gushed out directly from the vines!

First lost the support of the roots, and then lost the entanglement of the tree vines, the giant stone tablet had already been eroded by this array, and those roots and vines joined forces to drill the inside of a giant stone tablet like an anthill. With the disintegration of the entire instrument array, a bud appeared on the lightning strike wood tree, bloomed, and withered, leaving behind a black dead branch-like thing. At this moment, the rest of the wood, the body of the tree, the vine, and the sound of the rattle, all turned into powder.

The giant stone monument eventually turned into dozens of fragments of large and small and fell into the bottomless rift, like stones sinking into a river, and no repercussions could be heard for a long time.

And in front of the bird's nest, an ethereal flower slowly bloomed, bright red as blood!

Seeing this flower, Wu Xing and Izuchen turned their heads to look at Xiao Jian in unison. Although it is impossible to determine whether the energy fluctuation characteristics of the flower outside the area are the same as Xiao Jiu's current state under the "boundary monument" state, just from the ethereal appearance, there is almost a ninety percent similarity between the two.

"I can't imagine that the Nine Babies Chapter of "Archery Archery" has really become a swan song...... Wu Xing sighed lightly and muttered: "Xiao Jian said that its current state is called a spirit body. The spirit body is the state of the soul when the person is about to die. However, Xiao Jian is protected by the spirit pattern and is isolated from the spirit world, so he will not be swallowed by the spirit world. ”

Xiao Jian naturally knew that the two masters wanted to confirm something to it, but it was also in the center of the requiem area, and there was nothing it could do, so it had to express its equally dazed and tangled mood by going around.

At this moment, under the bright embellishment of the light moss, a strange red suddenly lit up under the surface of the Lechuan River, shooting from far and near, like an arrow from the string! The already turbulent river was even more turbulent by this movement, and even formed a wave about a foot high, roaring!

Boom! The waves went downstream with the momentum of ten thousand horses galloping. At this time, there was already a nine-headed demon beast with a similar size to the iceberg at this time, and its whole body was as black as ink. In the distance, the three-rank kite had already spread its wings and prostrate down, expressing its submission to the nine-headed demon beast.

The torso of the demon beast looks a little like a spiral turtle with the shell removed, and its limbs are extremely thick. The nine heads are connected to a neck that is almost as long as a torso, roughly in the chest, abdomen, neck, and back, so the body of the demon beast is not too wide.

"The appearance of these 'heads' is similar to the charcoal drawing of the dragon lizard that Seventh Brother temporarily hand-painted, it seems that this is the famous Nine Infants, and it may also be a 'close relative' with the dragon lizard...... Wu Xing muttered: "The whole body is covered with scale armor, and the scale armor has armor patterns...... The tail is relatively stubby, so it seems that there should be no normal crawler, otherwise it will be difficult to maintain a balance between the front and the back......."

"The Nine Babies also walked with the help of star power and tides. "Chuchen obviously has more interpretation power than Wu Xing in terms of the Nine Infants, and he must have done enough to understand before and after entering the Great Lie Valley, first determined that the nine-headed demon beast was the Nine Infants, and then she said: "The Nine Babies are similar to the dragon clan, and they will also appear on the scale armor when they become adults. And the armor pattern is one of the racial talents of the Nine Infants. The nine heads we see now, from the head down the neck to the torso, there is an area used to store the nine infants' 'water' and 'fire', we can now see very intuitively: those special areas of the nail pattern is obviously different from other places, the nail pattern is more complex, fine. ”

Wu Xing looked at the parts suggested by the dust, and sure enough, he found that there was an area at the base of the neck of the nine heads of the Nine Infants, which lit up in a rhythm similar to breathing, like fireflies.

The light of the five heads in the top two rows was as clear as ice flowers, and even the frost on the roots of the snow lotus in the Yaochi would also appear on the armor of the scale armor; a pair of eyes the size of a red lantern were as crystal clear as ice balls; and from the huge nostrils came a cold white mist, and the mist descended downward, with a flowing meaning.

The other four heads in the lower row were in the same area, and their light was a dark red like magma, churning, as if it were gushing out at any moment, the eyes were a terrible crimson red, and the black smoke exhaled from the nostrils rose and curled as if four incense candles had been lit.

The white mist above flowed downward, and the black smoke like incense candles below curled upward, and the white mist, black smoke or distinct staggered past, or approached each other to form a brief whirlpool, and the waves were treacherous, looking like the nine babies were swallowing the clouds and spitting out the mist.

As for the "breathing" rhythm of the second brother of Jiuying, it is not that the nine heads are in order, taking turns to light up the area, nor is it a simple repetition of the lighting over and over again, but a kind of occasional repetition rhythm, which is combined into a variety of peculiar "lights".

"Why is there so much less this time?" Jiu Ying first looked at the egg that had just begun to break its shell, and then turned around and spoke, one of them turned to Luo Zhenwei and asked condescendingly. The other eight heads seemed to be hanging high as if they had nothing to do with themselves, and even began to close their eyes and recuperate.