A group of golden-armored giants disappeared one after another after worshipping the goddess of the snow-capped mountain, and then the thousands of peaks that rose later sank into the ground with a rumbling sound.

Soon everything changed back to its original state, and Mount Kinabalu returned to its original appearance, with a cold wind and snow, and the sky and the earth were vast.

The wind blew away the hair of the moonlit night, and the tears that flowed had condensed into frost.

Red Lotus held her in her arms and soothed her warmly.

Suddenly, the moonlit night pushed away the red lotus, reached into his arms and took out the jade box that collected the iron wing flying knife, and threw it into the air, this time the jade box did not release the flying knife, but unfolded layer by layer, turning into a book of thirty-six jade slips, and countless ancient runes and seals on the jade slips kept flying around like flies and insects.

Led by the Red Lotus, everyone was stunned - this jade slip was actually exactly the same as the Great Dao Ancestor's Dao Invisible Jane.

Linglong shouted, "I said where I saw it, it turned out to be it!"

Honglian said: "I understand, this jade slip and the invisible Jane of the Great Dao Patriarch are a pair, that is, this is the Great Dao Ancestor's thing." ”

Linglong said: "Then destroy it! How can we have that old guy's things around?"

"No!" the moonlit night wiped away the tears and said resolutely: "I want to keep it, I want to use it to avenge my mother - kill the Great Dao Patriarch!"

Although Honglian felt that killing the Great Dao Patriarch was even more difficult than ascending to the sky, she still nodded and said, "Okay! Killing him with his own magic weapon couldn't be better." ”

The wind came over and interrupted her, "I don't think it's appropriate to stay here for a long time, everyone look up." ”

After he reminded them, everyone looked up and saw that the sky on the top of the sacred mountain was getting darker and darker, and it was gradually spreading outward, and the wind was even more cold and abnormal.

Sui Feng snorted with his nose, and said: "There is a bad spirit! The goddess is dead, the sacred mountain is out of control, I am afraid that something bad will happen, we should retreat from the sacred mountain as soon as possible." ”

Honglian also felt that the signs were wrong, and beckoned everyone: "Hurry up!"

The moonlit night put away the flying knife and knelt down, looking at the sky and shouting, "Mother, I will definitely avenge you!" After saying that, he kowtowed a few times, then turned over and jumped up, and rushed down the mountain first.

The three immortal barriers of the sacred mountain have disappeared due to the death of the goddess, and the five of them soon came to the halfway up the mountain, and the ice castle of the blood toad can already be seen in the distance in front of them, Linglong shouted: "How about we go and destroy the old toad's lair?"

Honglian was about to scold her for messing around, but she heard a loud rumbling sound behind her, and then her feet trembled violently.

Everyone looked back and saw that everything was pale, and the white ice and snow waves that covered the sky and the sun poured down from the top of the sacred mountain in the clouds, like millions of silver-white wild horses galloping and roaring.

Roaring with the wind: "Divine Mountain Snow Evil! Death Evil! Escape!"

Where to use him as a reminder, everyone has cast their own magic weapons and run desperately.

Among the five people, the flight with the wind is the fastest, followed by the moonlit night, the rider is like a giant elephant, the little bad is like black lightning, and the red lotus robe is like a Lingbo fairy walking against the wind, but it is Xuan Ying and Linglong who have the slowest footsteps, and gradually fall behind the others.

Seeing that it was not a head, Sui Feng hurriedly turned around, and the vajra turned into a huge pen, and the volley book was six big characters - om - Ma - it - horn - Mi - 吽.

As soon as the six-character mantra came out, it was like a barrier that came out of nowhere, locking the only way to pass halfway up the mountain.

With the wind, he didn't dare to delay more, and the wind and clouds rose under his feet and instantly chased behind Xuanying and Linglong, put his hand on the shoulders of the two, and helped them.

The monstrous snow wave soon swept in, and when it encountered the blockage of the six-character Great Ming Mantra, it actually stopped abruptly and stopped the momentum. However, the first wave of snow stopped, and then the second wave of snow followed, hitting the Great Ming Mantra, which was like a candle in the wind, crumbling.

The third stack of snow waves did not allow for respite at all, and slammed on top of the six characters with the momentum of Mount Tai.

After all, the mana with the wind is not deep enough, and the power of the great mantra from the book is not strong enough, and it has disappeared under the impact of the three stacks of snow waves.

The snow wave was unstoppable, and spread downward like a pool of mercury, and the ice castle of the blood toad had long been buried deep under the snow.

Honglian and the others ran out for more than 300 miles in one go, and the snow waves behind them were getting farther and farther away, and they were pulled several miles away. They ran for another thirty miles, and at last they did not dare to stop and breathe until they could no longer see the stormy snow waves.

Linglong let out a long sigh of relief, and said with palpitations: "It's terrible, it's terrible! What would happen if it was buried underneath?"

Reciting the Buddha's name with the wind, he said, "If my cultivation is buried, there is absolutely no physiology." ”

Linglong stuck out her tongue and glanced at Xuan Ying, they knew very well that among the five people, except for the red lotus who had greatly increased her mana after obtaining the battle suit, the others were not as good as the wind.

Sui Feng sighed again: "As soon as the snow falls on the sacred mountain, the living beings within a radius of thousands of miles will be extinct, alas!

Honglian said: "This is also a punishment from heaven, and it is difficult to escape the catastrophe." Now that this is the case, we must go to Longhu Mountain as soon as possible to meet our uncle, and report everything to the Nine Tribulations Dao Chief, his old man must have a way to save the world. ”

A group of five people left the snowy region and went straight to Longhu Mountain in Jiangxi.

On the way, a strange thing happened, when they came to a ferry, they saw a thin man who looked like a catcher holding a tattered oil pot, and the oil in the oil pot was boiling, and several strange and unknown things were fried.

Honglian didn't care, and continued to hurry. However, when he passed through a town at the right time, the thin man appeared on the edge of the pine forest outside the town, still holding an oil pot in front of him.

Honglian frowned, secretly screaming strange.

Linglong was very curious, so she wanted to find out, but Honglian didn't want to make a fuss and hurriedly stopped her and took them around.

Linglong said as she walked: "Auntie, there must be something wrong with this person, he is here for us." ”

Honglian said: "I know, needless to say, eight hundred miles ahead is the boundary of Longhu Mountain, we must arrive before dark today." ”

Who knew that before he had walked seventy or eighty miles, he saw a person sitting cross-legged in the middle of the road ahead, and it was the thin man who was trapping, with his back to them, and the steaming oil pot was still supported in front of him.

Coming to the thin man ten zhang away, Honglian stopped and said with a smile: "It seems that I can't hide from him, I want to see where he is sacred." With that, he was already beside the thin man.

I saw that the thin man was stretching out two fingers, taking out a fried and charred thing from the boiling hot oil and putting it in his mouth, squeaking and chewing it.

Linglong tilted her head and asked, "This gentleman is so interested, I don't know what to eat?"

The thin man didn't look at her, and said while eating: "Ghost, fried ghost." ”

This was beyond Linglong's expectations, and he said in a daze: "What... Fried ghosts, ghosts can too... Fried to eat?"

The thin man stretched out his left hand, which was actually shining, like a steel engraved iron, and he thrust his hand into the ground, up to his elbow, and when he pulled it out, he seemed to hold something in his palm. The thin man pulled a cinnabar charm and wrapped the object in two rolls, and the thing struggled within the charm. As soon as the thin man's hand was released, the charm fell into the oil pot, and suddenly green smoke rose, and the thing made a miserable squeak and then fell silent, and was soon fried to a crisp.

Linglong took a bluff, took two steps back, pointed at the thin man and shouted, "You... What kind of monster are you?"

The thin man raised his head and sneered, "Rare and strange." ”

Only then did Linglong realize that the two eyes on this person's black and thin face were blind, and the gray and white eyes without pupils were indescribably weird.

Linglong gasped and took two steps back.

The thin man said: "Don't retreat again, be careful of the thorn sunflower in the back." ”

It turned out that Linglong had retreated to the side of the road in four steps, and there was a poisonous thorn sunflower growing on the side of the road, which was already about to stab her back.

Linglong was even more surprised, and said in her heart: "This person is obviously blind, how can he actually see it?"

The thin man said, "My eyes are blind, but my heart is bright." ”

He seemed to have guessed Linglong's thoughts.

At this time, Honglian and the others were afraid that Linglong would be in danger alone, so they followed together.

The thin man didn't wait for the red lotus to speak, he had already shrugged up, holding the pot of boiling hot oil, "Gu Du Gu" drank a trickle in a few sips, wiped his mouth and buckled the broken iron pot on his head, tied it with a silk rope as if he was tying a hat, and then said to the red lotus: "Senior sister, don't come to ······ harm."

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