Julong, Jingwei and Aicang also stood on the divergence of the three forks in the road. As far as the eye can see, there is a boundless black abyss. The dripping sound of stalactites is loud and empty. Along the way, they could still find the mark of the stumbling card, but since the last fork in the road, they could not find the slightest message.

"Let's look around, shall we?" Jingwei proposed. The three of them immediately parted and each chose a path to find it. Julong and Jingwei took a few steps inside, but accidentally bumped into each other.

"How's it going, are you alright?" The soles of Jingwei's feet slipped, and Julong immediately hugged her. Wai Cang heard the echo in the cave and quickly ran out.

"It's okay, thank you." Jingwei straightened his robe and thanked with a smile.

"There is no mark of the 梼杌?" Julong looked at the mourning cangs who came and asked.

Ai Cang nodded, and then said helplessly: "It seems that we have taken a different path from them, and the next thing can only depend on our own." ”

"These two paths are figured out, what about you, big brother?"

"The direction is different from yours, and there is a tendency to go back."

"How's that good?" Jingwei looked at Julong.

Ju Long put his hand against his chin, and after thinking deeply, he suddenly said: "So far, I haven't been able to understand the mystery, and I don't dare to speculate. Only one more gamble! Julong raised his inquiring eyes, glanced from his mournful face to Jingwei, and then glanced back. Just look at the two of them are also countless in their hearts, only to give the choice to God, just bet this time!

"Good!" Wai Cang replied in the affirmative.

"In this case, two roads lead in one direction, and only one road is different, so we choose the different one!"

"I agree." Jingwei and Ai Cang spoke in unison, and the three of them immediately walked towards another fork.

After going around for a long time, I don't know how much time it has spent, but I am still spinning in the cave without making any progress. The three of them felt a little struggling, so they found a random place to sit on the ground.

"I'm going to get some water." Jingwei picked up a concave stone from the ground that could be used for something, and walked towards the dripping stalactites not far away. Ai Cang and Ju Long were both cross-legged in place, closing their eyes and resting.

Jingwei took a few sips of water and walked towards them with the water. But after taking a few steps, Jingwei felt hazy around him, and his vision became blurred. Then she stumbled, threw the stone in her hand, and leaned against the rock wall in pain, clutching her head. She could vaguely feel that Ai Cang and Ju Long were a few steps ahead, but she didn't have the strength to walk over again, so she could only purses her lips and called out to them weakly: "Big, big, big brother......"

She didn't know if she had screamed out, her whole body was soft, and her spiritual power dissipated, and her whole body was cold as if she was in an ice cellar. Jingwei shook her head twice, barely supported herself and stumbled a step or two, but she didn't know what was making her ankles itch and numb under her feet, and slowly something moved over and tied her feet. Gradually, his hands were also tied by unknown objects. Jingwei's eyes widened in horror, and her neck was wrapped in something, and when she was pulled so hard behind her that she was dragged away without any resistance, and sucked into a rock wall.

Ai Cang opened his eyes and looked in the direction where Jingwei had been taken away, and he seemed to hear a noise just now. He stood up and looked around, but there was no sign of Jingwei. Immediately panicked, he shouted: "Jingwei! Jingwei! Sister ......"

Julong was startled by the voice of Ai Cang, looking at the look of the six gods of Ai Cang, he knew in his heart that something had happened to Jingwei!

At the moment when Julong got up, he didn't realize that there were inexplicable tentacles approaching him around him. He moved suddenly, but the tentacles shrank back.

"What's going on? Didn't she say it was to get water? Julong looked around and asked Wai Cang.

"I don't know! I just opened my eyes when I heard some movement, and Jingwei was already gone! ”

"Don't touch the water, don't touch these caryophyllum stalagmites......" Julong and Ai Cang pressed their backs against each other, looking at them with great vigilance.

Suddenly, a rattan struck between them. Julong hurriedly pushed away the mourning cang, but the vine turned around and hit Julong again. Only then did Julong see that the top of this rattan was a beast's mouth with a red tongue, and watching its black spit splash everywhere, it was estimated that it would be poisoned if it was bitten. The rattan shot too fast, and Julong didn't have time to attack with spiritual power, so he could only try to dodge its attack. The mourning of cultivating the fire spirit on the side gathered in the dantian, and the spiritual power gathered in the palm with the blood, and a mouth actually spewed out a raging flame, roasting all the rattans around Julong into black charcoal.

"Thank you!" Julong smashed the nearby rattan with one palm, and thanked the wall.

Ai Cang stood beside Ju Long, watching the rattan that had tasted bitterness surrounding them up and down, but he didn't dare to act rashly, and said again: "Little sister should have been taken away by these things." ”

"Have you seen any of these things?"

"Although I haven't seen it, it doesn't feel like it's conjured up by immortal magic, but like witchcraft."

"In short, let's get rid of these things as soon as possible and save Jingwei!"

As soon as the dragon finished speaking, he gathered spiritual power, and those rattans seemed to be disturbed, and they actually fought each other. Julong is inherently connected with the breath of the earth, and everything above the earth will be affected by Julong. Although I don't know who is behind it, these native-born rattans will more or less follow the instructions of Julong. When the dragon's instructions contradict their actions, there is a chaotic situation in front of them.

Some of the rattans hit the rock wall, some bit each other, and some of them became entangled with other vines. When Julong and the rattan in the air gained the upper hand, the tentacles on the ground that were like human hands silently crawled towards Julong's ankles. Wai Cang caught a glimpse of it, and immediately summoned a ball of fire with his palm to smash the tentacles. One was easy to solve, but now countless hands were crawling on the ground, attacking the two of them. Julong glanced down, but he was entangled by the rattan in front of him and couldn't get separated, so he could only solve it by Ai Cang alone.

Wai Cang used his spiritual power to transform into the "Nine Heavens Xuanhuo", and a huge fire wheel appeared in front of him. With the command of Ai Cang, it rolled around the dragon and the wailing in the cave. Not only did it burn some of the tentacles on the ground, but it also burned the rattan floating in the air. But those tentacle armies are simply one after the other, more difficult than rattan. Julong withdrew his spiritual power and immediately joined Wai Cang to deal with the tentacles together.

However, these hands, which look like dead corpses, are not earthly things, but they are just the breath of the dragon. Julong has no advantage in the slightest. Mourning constantly urges the fire, and the spiritual power is excessively consumed. The dilemma of the two has not changed at all. Julong stepped aside, slashing his tentacles with the wind of his palm, and racking his brains to think about how to get it. Since they are dead severed arms and stumps, contrary to their own earthly life breath, then it stands to reason that whoever is stronger will win! Julong's eyes turned, jumped up, bit his fingers, dripped out the blood in his heart, and then poured spiritual power into the blood. Wherever the blood drops, a smoke screen rises and a scorching sound is emitted. The tentacles are all gone.

Ai Cang saw that Julong had already dripped blood from his heart, and hurriedly increased his spiritual power to summon the "Seven Flames Heavenly Fire", the most lethal and most spiritually power-consuming move in the fire spirit. With the seamless cooperation of the two, some timid tentacles turned around and ran, not daring to attack the two again.

"Settled?" Wai Cang looked at the empty ground and said.

"Not really......"

"What?" As soon as Ai Cang looked up, he saw the rattan in the air with teeth and claws coming again. Julong and Ai Cang instinctively counterattacked, but as soon as they made a move, they found that it was Jingwei who was tied to the middle of the rattan. It was not clear if she was injured, but her face was pale and weak, which was disturbing. Julong and Aicang immediately retracted their hands, and could only dodge the attack of the rattan, but did not dare to attack.

"It's not a way to go on like this......" Julong dodged one wall, and the other wall shouted at Wai Cang.

"But...... What are your thoughts right now? "Wai Cang burned one of the small rattans with fire.

Julong looked at Jingwei, he estimated that behind Jingwei was the death hole of the rattan, so it would use Jingwei as a shield. If you want to hurt the rattan, you will hurt Wang Ji Jingwei. As a last resort, Julong didn't want to make such a decision. But Ai Cang already understood it, and in the eyes of the dragon, Ai Cang had already understood what he meant. I am also in a dilemma, and now it is estimated that Jingwei has been injured, if he uses all his strength to stab the rattan to death, Jingwei's life will not be guaranteed! How is it good? Wai Cang roared angrily, and all the small rattans around him were drowned in fire.

The rattan leader was quite annoyed, and the rattan that bound Jingwei in front of him loosened. Angry, it sent more rattans to attack the mourning firms. The five elements restrain each other, but fortunately, it is the fire spirit that mourns and cultivates, which is the nemesis of the wood spirit. Although there are many rattans, they can only hurt the flesh and skin.

Julong took a deep breath, raised his arms, and changed to Jin Ling. The five spirits of the earth can all be summoned by the dragon, but their abilities are different. Julong filled the stalagmite on the side with spiritual power, and it sharpened iron like clay. Then he used it to cut off the heads of countless rattans, and said to Ai Cang: "I think you also know that we have only one way to go in the current situation. I promise not to hurt Jingwei's life, can you trust me? ”

Ai Cang fought a few more rounds, thinking about the person he had heard about Julong in the past few days, and said breathlessly: "I believe you! ”

"Good!" Julong roared, and the blood in his heart fell on the stalagmite in his hand, and a layer of gold enveloped it in an instant. The dragon soared into the air, stepping and kicking on the power of the rattan and standing as high as its leader. After a spin, Julong aimed at Jingwei and shot the stalagmite in his hand. Impartially stabbed Jingwei, and the strength was just right to hurt the rattan dead hole. As soon as the rattan let go, Jingwei fell from the sky, and Ai Cang rushed over to catch Jingwei covered in blood with a single arrow step. The rattan turned into a puff of black smoke and disappeared completely.

After Julong landed, he also rushed to Aicang and Jingwei. Ai Cang was pouring his spiritual power into Jingwei's body, sealing her spiritual sense first. Julong pulled out the stalagmite, and Jingwei fainted with a groan of pain. Julong immediately took out the healing pill prepared for him by Yi Yu from his arms and fed Jingwei to it.

Under the combined strength of the two, Jingwei's body finally began to warm up. Ai Cang looked at Jingwei's wound, three inches under the ribs, not enough to kill, if you want to deviate by one point, it is difficult to guarantee that your sister will not be buried with the rattan! has a good eye and skill, and Ai Cang secretly admires Julong in his heart.

"Ahem, ahem...... Jingwei suddenly coughed rapidly, his eyes slowly opened, and his brain became a little conscious.

"Jingwei...... Feeling better? Ai Cang asked eagerly.

Jingwei just smiled, but it had already consumed a lot of her strength. But it has put Ai Cang and Ju Long at ease.

"I don't know what else awaits us ahead......" Julong lamented.

Ai Cang helped Jingwei sit up and said, "I can't imagine that a green jade book is hidden so deeply!" ”

"In the battle just now, we lost too much spiritual power......

Ai Cang understood the meaning of the dragon, and said with understanding: "Even if you fight hard, you must prevent the Yellow Emperor from getting the Shangqing Jade Book!" ”

"But Jingwei ......"

"No, don't worry about me...... I'm just too much of a drain, but、But I can still walk! Jingwei said and forced himself to stand up. Ju Long and Ai Cang hurriedly supported her, and then Ju Long said: "Then we will fight to the end!" No matter what evil ways are waiting for us, we don't break in, we are unwilling! Ha ha! Ha ha! ”

Wai Cang also laughed with Julong looking up to the sky, and Jingwei on the side could only purse his lips and smile, but his heart was already safe and warm.

Behind the rocks not far behind the three of them, Glaze clutched his right arm, biting his lip and enduring the pain. After laying multiple formations in a row, the glaze was also physically exhausted, and he was injured by Julong's stalagmites, and the blood flowed continuously down his arms to his fingertips, and spread in the gurgling and clear water under his feet......