The people behind saw Bai Suzhen fall into the valley with an "ah", and when they saw He Qilang and Li Qingtong flying down, they hurriedly stopped climbing.

Yang Nanchuan, who was walking in the front, also turned around and looked down, but because of the green cage of the forest, he couldn't see the three of them, so he raised his head and said to everyone:

"Senior Brother He and Senior Brother Li go down to the rescue, there should be no problem, let's move on!"

"Wait a little longer. Yuan Qingxiao, who was standing in the middle of the team, said loudly.

"Senior Brother Yuan, Senior Brother He and Senior Brother Qingtong are strong in martial arts, there will be no problem, let's hurry up, right?" Ma Qinghe Road, which was closer to him.

"Heroes, young heroes, hurry up!" Yuan Qingxiao shouted loudly.

And they all turned and snag forward.

After about two bells, everyone suddenly heard a loud shout from high in the sky: "Senior Brother Yuan, watch your step! Demon Python Magic Array!"

hurriedly looked up and up, but saw two white figures leaping up from the direction of the valley bottom, straight into the air, and one of the white shadows was carrying a woman on his back.

It was too late, it was too fast, and as soon as the shout came into my ears, I saw that the green peak in the distance suddenly moved, and immediately opened a huge hole, and a pair of bright eyes above the crack suddenly swept in.

"Jump up and dodge!" Yuan Qingxiao shouted, his body jumped, and at the same time, he drew his sword in the air with his mind and flew away in the air.

Then seven or eight people with quick reflexes and high skill skills flew out.

However, this change only happened in an instant, half of the people did not react, and although the other part reacted, due to a slow movement, or hesitated, they saw that the flying mountain suddenly turned into a huge green onion python, and swallowed towards everyone, and most of them were ingested into the green cloud python fog of the green onion cage.

But behold, the top of the head is like a long dome, the clouds are filled, the green mist is shrouded, the four fields are covered with four fields, the front is endless, and there is no end to the back, but under the feet it is like an endless valley, and the distant sides are like green peaks and cliffs, and the surrounding forests are endless, and people seem to have fallen at the bottom of a narrow valley.

"Sixth Senior Brother!"

"Eighth Senior Brother!"

"Eleventh Senior Brother!"

"Ninth Senior Sister!"

......

Countless shouts echoed in his ears, but he couldn't see anyone except himself, and his own shouts also lingered in the ears of others, but he couldn't distinguish the direction and distance of others, let alone see the figure of others. Everyone seems to be isolated in a special little world. In this small world, there are only high and narrow passage-shaped firmaments, only endless valleys with green onions, mountain walls like knives, ancient trees like heavenly pillars, long arches of cangfeng, green leaves and blue sky, surrounded by shrubs, and vines wrapped around the feet.

Wan Qingye was also trapped in such a small world. He pulled out the Qingyang Sword and slashed right and right, rushing left and right like an angry purple cloud leopard, his body flew and jumped, but he cut out a flat piece and an extra piece of forest, jumped out of a sky and fell into a cloud dome, so that he didn't notice any new changes around him after cutting for an hour. What the fuck is this demon array? He cursed angrily in his mouth, and the endless forest mangs made him irritable, and he couldn't feel the slightest pleasure after slashing hard.

In fact, Ma Qinghe was in the forest not far from him, and he was also violently cutting down to open the way, and he was also trying to find the eye or exit of this demon array. They were no more than twenty or thirty feet apart, with the same sky above their heads and the same valley at their feet. Although both of them can hear each other's wild shouts, but those wild shouts and violent shouts are in their ears, but they are not outside their ears, as if their ears are bursting, they can't distinguish each other's direction and distance at all, let alone see each other's traces, and of course, they can't feel the slightest breath of each other.

Tired of chopping and chopping, and shouting was tired, Ma Qinghe casually fell on a piece of cut artemisia grass. "I want to rest!" he cried out in his heart, and fell there, and let go of his own feelings. Closing his eyes slightly, letting go of his body, a white-robed young man in the shape of a big square "big" character lay unrestrained in this unknown world, lying in this small world that hid himself without impatience, and snoring softly.

Wan Qingye was actually twenty zhang away, and he was also lying on the comfortable firewood grass.

However, he didn't sleep, but played with the "five-tone fairy flute" given to him by his master, and freely blew the melody in his heart, and the flute sound was tactful and melodious, which was different and beautiful. He didn't know what he was blowing, or he didn't realize what he was playing, he just blew it as he pleased, letting it flow freely from the bottom of his heart. In this flowing music, he felt that his heart was flying, his body became light, his age was getting younger in the sound of the flute, and he saw the twelve-year-old young man when he first entered the mountain.

A familiar melody appeared in Ma Qinghe's dream, which made him re-experience the innocent boy and the young man who cultivated quietly...... As a young man, he was very quiet, his ears did not hear about the affairs outside the mountain, and he only cultivated the immortal heart. It's beautiful!

In a sweet snoring dream, Ma Qinghe suddenly woke up. When he woke up, he found that the melody was still there, the sound of the flute was still there, it was not in a dream, and the melody was so familiar, light and slightly agitated, he couldn't help but hum along with the sound of the flute:

In the green garden, the sunflower waits for the sun.

Yangchun Budeze, the sky is brilliant.

The mountain is afraid of the autumn festival, and the palace Huanghua leaves are declining.

Hundreds of rivers from the east to the sea, thousands of years back to the west?

The young man does not work hard, and the boss is sad.

Participate in the ancient road together, and the fellow practitioners will be true for eternity.

The sword is boundless, and the competition is promising.

......

Later, he stood up with the humming, and he could clearly hear the sound of the flute not far ahead, and hurriedly walked with the sound of the flute.

After walking dozens of steps away, I saw a familiar figure lying freely on the firewood and grass, playing the song of Qingyang Mountain freely.

"Old eight, so you're here?" Ma Qinghe shouted in surprise.

A carp on the other side jumped to his feet and stared at him in surprise.

"Senior Brother Six, how did you find it?"

"I heard someone playing the song of Qingyang Mountain here, so I walked over along the sound of the flute. ”

"Great!"

The two brothers hugged each other tightly.

"Let's join forces and create a formation! Wan Qingye said with a smile.

"Good!"

I saw two silver rays flashing, and the two of them had stepped on the sword and flew into the air. Ma Qinghe held the "golden pine jade pestle", and the jade shadow and golden light flickered under the long dome. Wan Qingye held the "five-tone fairy flute", and the five-tone and six-note sounded with the wind in the breeze.

"'Golden Pine Jade Pestle'! Yuge Jinwei! The demon retreats! Whoever stops and kills whom!"

"'Five-tone Immortal Xiao'! Immortal Xiao Tianyin, python clouds and evil fog, how dare you stop me?"

Both sides shouted in the air, and on the other hand, they moved forward to kill the past, but they heard the sound of the cracking of the sky, and the sound of landslides and rocks rumbling continuously, and finally the sealing dome collapsed, and the small world surrounding them collapsed.

The two jumped out and flew out, but saw that Li Qingtong, He Qilang and Bai Suzhen were already waiting for them in front.

"Congratulations to Senior Brother Six! Congratulations to Senior Brother Eight! You two are the first to break through the formation. ”

Li Qingtong said happily.