"Let's go!"

He Ying's face changed, with a wave of his long sleeves, the whole person was wrapped in a large amount of gray light, rolled up with air currents, and flew quickly in the direction of Boiling Spring Valley.

Seeing this, Zhao Sheng turned into a sword rainbow and followed closely. And Baoyu'er also stepped on a pink handkerchief, got up from the ground, and chased after him.

Thirty miles of road passed in a flash.

Seeing that the three of them were about to arrive at the edge of the Boiling Spring Valley, He Ying's terrible roar suddenly came: "Get out of the way!"

Dodge, dodge!

In an instant, Zhao Sheng felt a chill coming from the top of his head, the chill was bone-chilling, and his scalp was numb.

Dangerous! Incomparably dangerous!

Zhao Shengmeng spit out a mouthful of essence blood, and the essence blood instantly turned into a cloud of blood mist and enveloped it.

In the next moment, he suddenly turned into a bloody light and fled to the sky at an incredible speed.

In just an instant, the whole person fled ten miles away.

The blood light dissipated, and after Zhao Sheng staggered a step, he regained his body, and then he looked at the Boiling Spring Valley with a pale face.

As far as the eye can see, the boiling spring valley ten miles away is white at the moment, the original scene of clouds and mist transpiration has been washed away, the water vapor clouds and mist have all condensed into ice slag, and the boiling springs in the valley have all been frozen, becoming ice bubbles and ice ponds of different shapes.

The valley is full of icicles and icicles of different thicknesses, which are densely forested like ice crystals.

This amazing sight made Zhao Sheng hold his breath and his lips dry.

"Buzz!"

At this moment, a ripple of divine thought like a substance descended from the sky and swept the surroundings.

The air suddenly seemed to have been washed by water, and there was not a trace of smoke and dust, and all the tiny floating objects were suppressed by the empty but dense telekinesis.

Zhao Sheng's heart shook violently, he had never seen such a powerful divine thought, at least it was only possessed by a powerful immortal cultivator above the Jin Dan.

However, after a few breaths, a person appeared out of thin air in the air, bringing a chill to the bone, the surrounding temperature quickly decreased, the originally dim environment became even darker, countless ice particles fell in the air, and a layer of extremely cold qi was filled around, making people feel like falling into a ghost prison.

As soon as cold sweat broke out on Zhao Sheng's forehead, he was frozen into thin ice.

He raised his head slightly, and saw that the person who came was wearing a five-clawed black dragon robe, wearing a five-colored crown on his head, and the twelve orbs all exuded a surging divine light, and each orb contained a powerful magical power.

"The Legend of the Fairy Tree"

Zhao Sheng's heart was shocked, and he instantly realized that he had seen something that he shouldn't see, and immediately lowered his head.

Mo asked, not noticing the ants under his feet at all.

He looked around the world, and the cold light in the child's hole was like a surging iceberg, slowly flowing in his eyes.

With the rotation of his mind, the surface of the soil under his feet cracked like a spider's web, ice picks grew out of the cracks in the ground, and a large area of silver-white frost quickly spread to the surroundings.

"Hmph, you can't escape!"

After Mo asked a whisper, the figure suddenly disappeared from the spot.

Zhao Sheng's heart was relieved and he hurriedly fled from here.

Later, Zhao Sheng returned to the Boiling Spring Valley and happened to see Old Man He coming out of the ground.

At this moment, his body was covered with frost, and he shivered from the cold.

Zhao Sheng was eager to know, who came up with such a "big deal", and why did the "emperor" appear here?

Of course, he wouldn't ask too bluntly.

Just a tentative question, which boss is this.

He Ying shook his head hesitantly, "The old man doesn't know!" However, this kind of big movement, I'm afraid that only Chongbao or Yuanying can do it. ”

Zhao Sheng's heart jumped, "The Mo clan only has one infant ancestor, could it be that the ancestor made a move!" ”

This is too much to look down on the Zhou family!

The two waited for a while but didn't see Baoyu'er's figure, and He Ying's expression couldn't help but become a little ugly.

Zhao Sheng said tentatively: "It's better to wait a little longer,"

He Ying waved his hand and said decisively: "No, the task is important!" First go to pick up the monks. Baoyu won't die so easily, there must be something delayed. ”

Saying that, He Ying swept into the Boiling Spring Valley first and rushed to the cave located in the southwest of the valley, Zhao Sheng shook his head and followed.

The Boiling Spring Valley has been operated by the Zhou family for thousands of years, and countless tunnels have been dug out of the underground, which are connected by layers of underground buildings, stone rooms, palaces, warehouses, storage warehouses, etc., just like a large-scale underground city.

It's just that the popularity of this city is extremely rare, Zhao Sheng and He Ying searched three floors in a row, and they were surprised to find that all the buildings were empty, and there was not even a single human hair.

It's as if the Zhou family has been prepared.

As he gradually went deeper into the ground, Zhao Sheng found that the temperature was getting higher and higher, and a surging smell of sulfur began to appear in the air.

After a while, the two of them had gone nearly a hundred feet underground, and the surrounding artificial buildings were gradually becoming scarce, and the rough earth and stones around them were increasing.

Walking in a passage that had not been opened up for a long time, Zhao Sheng suddenly heard a faint scream,

Yes!

The moment he heard the screams, He Ying's face changed.

The scream just now is very familiar, it is from the water exercise of the Wuxiang monk, the voice is so sharp and poignant, even if it is separated by a thick layer of earth and stone, it is not completely covered.

"Not good!"

Before the words fell, there was a sudden violent shock under the feet of the two. Numerous cracks opened in the surrounding stone walls.

A low, thunderous roar followed, passing under the feet of the two of them, like a raging river.

The temperature is rising rapidly!

Zhao Sheng frowned, listened attentively, and found that there were actually countless bangs strung together under his feet, almost without intervals, which turned into waves of roaring like a river.

After two or three breaths, Zhao Sheng felt that the ground under his feet was soft and crispy, full of cracks, and the underground passages before and after the left and right were even more collapsed.

There was no need to be reminded at all, and Zhao Sheng also knew what had just happened.

There are Jindan real people who are fighting, and it is not a tentative shot, but a life-and-death fight.

The Wuxiang monk was afraid that he was affected by the battle of Jindan Zhenren, so his death was unknown.

Zhao Sheng was shocked, "How did you hit the ground and get so close?" ”

The huge pressure formed by the battle of Jindan Zhenren is not an exaggeration to say that it weighs more than 10,000 jun, not to mention that there is also a dense and complex clash of divine thoughts mixed with them, and the heaven and earth aura within a radius of more than ten miles turns into reality, forming a strong distortion of strangulation, which is really unguardable and irresistible.

The situation became very bad in an instant, and at this time, Old Man He became concise and concise: "Retreat, Wuli!" ”

He Ying is an earth-walking immortal cultivator, who has a geographical advantage, and can better grasp the scope of the battle between the two Jindan real people.

It's just that Zhao Sheng muttered while fleeing: "Five miles, it shouldn't be enough, it's better to run away."

But soon, Zhao Sheng understood that he was far less experienced than Old Man He in dealing with real battles.