In the silence, someone said in a trembling voice: "Those statues before...... Are they all made of living people? ”

Jiang Chen hurriedly said, "Let's leave this ghost place quickly!" ”

Jing Feng shook his head: "Miss Gao's whereabouts are unknown, how can you leave her!" Go ahead, everyone be on guard, and speak out immediately if there is any movement! ”

Jiang Chen still didn't understand his thoughts. How could the Grand Master be so desperate for a strange woman, he clearly fell in love with the relics in the temple and wanted to take a big gamble.

But Jiang Chen didn't want to play with Jing Feng.

As a fourth-order "psychic" god refiner, Jiang Chen felt more strongly than any other person the dangerous aura that permeated here.

He said in a deep voice: "If you go further, it will be a dead end!" ”

Jing Feng's cold gaze glanced at him: "If you don't have the guts, it's better to go back alone." ”

Suddenly, an exclamation sounded: "Gao An! ”

Jiang Chen hurriedly turned his head to look, and found that Gao An, who was squatting in front of the blue wolf, had also turned into a statue!

The hunters gathered around and cautiously reached out to touch the statue, only to feel that it was cold, hard and rough, and it was completely the touch of stone, and there was no sign of a living person.

Gao An has been completely turned into a stone statue!

Jiang Chen's scalp was numb, and he was both terrified and confused in his heart: where did the attack come from? Why didn't Ben Shaoxia feel anything abnormal? If that attack was directed at me, would I have avoided it......

Jing Feng also had a sudden break in his heart, and immediately decided: "Come with me!" ”

The crowd followed him in silence.

Running for a while, the long road seems to have no end.

Ahead, however, there was a faint sound of Si Si Suo.

The sound came from far and near, much like the sound of some animal rubbing against the ground.

Jing Feng stopped, and a talisman floated out of his cuffs, burning out in mid-air, and soon a large white cold mist surrounded the four of them.

The temperature in the air plummeted, and the frost ice crystals spread out in all directions.

Jing Feng didn't stop, he continued to chant incantations in his mouth, condensing a thick layer of ice on the front and back sides, guarding everyone.

Dense barbs stand on the outside of the ice, and the tips glow with a terrifying cold light.

In the mist, Jiang Chen seemed to have a sense of security in his heart.

Although he didn't like Jing Feng, he also had to admire this guy's profound cultivation. The fifth-order "Jiedan" realm spell master, with sufficient preparation, is even stronger than the sixth-order "blood-moving" martial artist.

"Let's go back the way we came!" This time, it was He Wen who suggested it out loud.

Jing Feng glared at him: "Find Miss Gao and talk about it!" ”

The sound of the stalk was getting closer, and there was another "hiss" sound mixed in.

Jiang Chenyun paid attention, and through the heavy fog, in the depths of the long corridor, he vaguely saw countless wriggling figures approaching quickly.

It's a swarm of colorful poisonous snakes!

They flew in and swooped down into the ice mist.

The sound of "squeak" and "squeak" was endless, and the snake's body condensed a thick layer of ice, shaking off ice chips along the road, and the sound of hitting the ground became louder and slower, and soon became stiffer.

A handful of venomous snakes rushed to the ice mirror with long letters, strung on the spurs and gradually frozen into a part of the ice.

"Blocked!"

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

Jiang Chen was about to whisper something to Chiyang, when his scalp suddenly became numb, and a strong warning suddenly appeared in his heart, and he blurted out with an angry shout: "Feet! ”

Seven people jumped up at the same time.

But Du Qibo is the weakest, a little slower, and it is this short moment that draws the line between life and death.

A dark layer of gray light spread from her feet, covering her whole body in the blink of an eye, and she stood on tiptoe on the ground, and the whole person became a statue.

The people who witnessed this scene did not dare to take a breath.

"Madame!" Jing Feng screamed miserably, his eyes were red, and his body trembled.

As soon as he lifted his cuffs, a spell floated out and shot into the swarm of poisonous snakes.

With a bang, the spell exploded, and a huge pillar of fire rose up, burning all the poisonous snakes in that large area to ashes.

The ash dust was scattered by the bursting flames, spilling in the mist, covering the smooth ice with a layer of black dust.

Jing Feng walked up to Du Qibo, with tears in his eyes, and kissed her cold and rough cheek.

He buried his head in silence for a long time, took a deep breath, and said, "Keep going!" ”

"But......" Chiyang said.

Jing Feng said irritably: "There is no turning back when you open the bow!" We've come to this point, and we can't give up halfway! ”

Chiyang nodded: "Okay, I'll fight with you!" ”

Jiang Chen, who heard this conversation, wanted to cry without tears: Jing Feng was already crazy, he wanted to take everyone to bury his wife with him, but Ben Shaoxia didn't want to die with him!

But the current situation could not help him hesitate, Jing Feng had already run out, and everyone else was close behind, and it might be even more dangerous if he was alone. Jiang Chen had no choice but to let go.

Jing Feng opened the way with a charm, and raised his hand to nearly ten fire talismans, blasting away all kinds of poisonous snakes and bats that attacked, and charging forward first.

Chi Yang followed closely behind him, and the churning red blood light on his body became more and more intense, almost condensing into a solid frost mist, as pungent as sulfur. Where the two big swords pointed, the things that stood in the way were all turned into powder.

With the blessing of both, others are much more relaxed.

And once they were on guard, the strange petrified light that emerged from the ground was also avoided by everyone.

At this moment, there was an empty flute sound in the darkness ahead.

The sound of the flute is beautiful and poignant, like a melody of mourning for the dead, and it seems to soothe the lonely and fearful hearts of the living.

But such a tune wafted into people's ears at this moment, mixed with the sound of hurried footsteps, which seemed particularly abrupt and brought an unknown horror.

The sound of the footsteps gradually became clear, fast and heavy, from far to near.

The real enemy was finally about to appear, and Jing Feng and his party slowed down.

A tall figure of the Abyss Mountains appeared on the edge of the darkness, revealing only a vague outline.

He seemed to see the crowd and stopped, just staring coldly at the intruders.

Suddenly, the quiet and ethereal sound of the flute became incomparably real, as if it was ringing in the ears, mixed with echoes, and continued in this quiet corridor.

Jing Feng walked cautiously, except for the sound of the flute, his slow steps and suppressed breathing were the only sounds in the room.

He finally saw the other party's appearance clearly.

It was a tall puppet with hollow eyes, wearing heavy armor, holding a green dragon broadsword, and its numb face revealed a rich evil aura.

As soon as the two looked at each other, the puppet slammed his right foot and made a gesture to charge. But Jing Feng took the first step, his sleeve robe waved, and dozens of charms flew out, intertwined into a brilliant firework, and bombarded the puppet heavily.

"Boom ......"

"Knock knock—"

The puppet's footsteps did not slow down in the slightest, and rushed straight at the knife.

Jing Feng's charm smashed on it, as if it was tickling.

There was a distance of six zhang between the two, and the puppet stepped out of two zhang, leaving four zhang to go.

'There's still a chance to make a move!' Jing Feng made a judgment and cast the spell again.

He waved his right arm a few times, his ten fingers were sealed, the temperature in the air dropped sharply, and the surrounding water elements condensed into small pieces of Xiaoice, flying all over the sky.

Another strong cold wind blew out from the freezing air that enveloped him, and rolled up the ice blades in the sky and roared towards the puppet.

This time, the attack after chanting was several times more powerful, and the puppet was no longer indifferent, it picked up the green dragon knife to parry, and the sword light flashed in a fan shape, flashing a deep black color.

Jing Feng's heart sank - this puppet knows how to judge the strength of the attack power according to the changes in the aura, and obviously has considerable intelligence, which is even more difficult to deal with.

He continued to chant the mantra.

The puppet opened the way with the green dragon knife in its hand, like a black horse breaking into the storm of ice blades.

The black mangs flashed, and the sound of "Titicaca" breaking ice was endless.

Jing Feng's forehead was sweating, the arm that cast the spell trembled slightly, and the cold air in front of him suddenly soared, completely enveloping the puppet two feet away.

Chiyang and the others in the rear could only see the vast white cold air, guessing the fierce battle that took place inside.

At this time, Jing Feng suddenly let out a muffled snort, a wisp of blood slipped from the corner of his mouth, and the action of casting the spell paused for a moment. Jiang Chen and the others were shocked.