The debris of gravel on the ground was all over the ground, and more than a dozen stone men who came out of the ground were all shattered, where did these stone men come from? Why did they set up an ambush here? This place has become a battlefield, where did the fairy of Jiuhua Mountain go? Questions popped up in Murong Jiu's heart, but he didn't have time to think, his eyes were already attracted by the little fox with bright red fur.

The little fox with a good spirit, its half-meter-long body, a pair of red pupils, seems to scatter the girl's resentful gaze in the clearness. Under Murong Jiu's gaze, this little fox was like a human girl.

Murong Jiu stared into the little fox's eyes, and he felt a strong sense of déjà vu more and more. Before he knew it, he took a step forward, one step, two steps, three steps......

The little fox's eyes suddenly flashed with worry and panic, and the decadent aura of its whole body appeared disordered, it was a panic of extreme worry.

Murong Jiu's eyes froze, and he suddenly felt that a huge crisis was coming, and it was too late to retreat - the hurricane roared, the wind swept the rubble, and the scattered rubble was pulled by a violent wind, completely covering and burying Murong Jiu's body in an instant.

Previously, Murong Jiu's mind was disturbed by the eyes of the little fox, he stepped forward, and unconsciously entered the formation of the original stone man, and his feet were full of rubble - as if he had inadvertently touched some kind of mechanism, a chain reaction, causing pieces of rubble to jump up to the ground, burying Murong Jiu alive.

The sound of whimpering wind makes people's scalps tingle, and the wind howls in the air. A two-foot-tall man, holding a huge cyan wind blade, burst through the air, and it raised its knife to slash at the pile of rubble.

The wind blade is a sharp sword made entirely of the strong wind and the strong wind in the air, condensed and compressed, which contains the extremely sharp force of the wind that kills and tears. The wind man's knife tore through the air, carrying a sharp wind whistle, and wherever it passed, the air surged outward like waves. It is enough to see the sharpness of this knife.

The wind knife slashed down. The cyan sword light drew an arc of the cold waning moon - the wind man swung the wind knife and attacked strongly, threatening to cut Murong Jiu in half with one sword.

"Thunder Light Half Moon Slash!"

The explosion thundered suddenly, and the pile of rubble was shattered by the force of a wave of destroying breath, and a cyan electric light flashed. Murong Jiu held a short dagger in his hand and slashed fiercely at the wind man.

Bite...... The powerful collision of the wind knife and the blade of Lei Feng. Thunder rolls in the air. The strength is vertical and horizontal, and a few bamboos with the thickness of the bowl mouth in the distance are crushed raw.

The blade of Lei Feng combines the body of a sword and the power of thunder. And it has already derived the soul of the sword, this dagger has gone beyond the scope of the mortal sword, and its existence is a rare divine weapon.

The wind blades shattered and returned to the world's atmosphere, and correspondingly, the mighty wind man was also killed by Lei Feng's blade - its body collapsed, a mournful groan sounded, it dissipated between heaven and earth, and the formation of the stone man also collapsed.

At the same time, the two girls who were far away in the corner of Jiuhua Mountain, the Earth Spirit Bead and the Wind Spirit Bead in front of them suddenly shattered, and a strong energy wave shook them out.

"Wow, even the earth-breaking array and the wind roaring array, Murong Jiu is so powerful......"

The suddenly born Stone Man King and the Wind Man King were killed one after another. Concentrating on the changes in the breath in the air, after Murong Jiu saw that there was no crisis, his right fist clenched and put away Lei Feng's blade. The attack power of Lei Feng's blade is too sharp, its appearance means killing, Murong Jiu doesn't want it to appear in the world more, after all, it hides a combat power, and it is also a means of self-protection.

The fantastic bamboo forest is almost completely destroyed. After Murong Jiu looked around, he continued to walk towards the little fox, if he wanted to find out the origin of the incident here, perhaps only this injured creature.

One person and one fox, in the eyes of two pairs of eyes, the chaotic time and space of heaven and earth shortened the distance between them...... Silently, unconsciously, silent eye contact, there was a trace of warmth in the air that could not be dissolved.

In an ethereal state of mind, the two souls seemed to break out of their bodies, and they blended together and floated towards the clouds...... Murong Jiu's spiritual platform was quiet and peaceful, a kind of soul communication that transcended words, which made him laugh and laugh, he actually had a momentary soul resonance with a little fox?

The misty brilliance flashed through the little fox's eyes, and the amazement after the loss revealed its obsession with the resonance of the soul at that moment...... The color changed, and a certain resentment appeared in its pupils again, like the complaint of an amorous girl.

Murong Jiu's heart jumped, this little fox became a refinement: its rich feelings, just this pair of resentful eyes, was enough to make people feel extremely ashamed.

"Little fox, what happened here, how did you get tied up here, the master here?" Murong Jiu, who was stared at by the little fox, was the first to break the wordless deadlock.

The beauty of the previous divine thoughts, to the ruin after the battle, everything is full of incredible surprise...... However, the mystery of this place is not over.

Just as Murong Jiu's eyes watched, the little fox with bright red fur suddenly turned into a sparkling brilliance. The fallen leaves fluttered, and the little brilliance was also scattered in the air with the wind, everything was like dust, and a living life was scattered, and everything was like a dream...... The little fox disappeared, and the last thing that flashed was still that grumbling look.

Murong Jiu's eyebrows jumped suddenly, so weird, so evil! The death of the little fox made him unbelievable, but the vivid example happened in front of him, but he was not allowed to doubt.

Three thousand years ago, the mysterious Jiuhua Mountain revealed the mystery. Since the mysterious disappearance of the little fox in front of Murong Jiu's eyes, he searched the entire mountainside with a vigilant expression, and he didn't notice any living beings except for the mess, desolate and lonely, everything was full of unknown mysteries.

Entering Jiuhua Mountain, Murong Jiu naturally did not flinch, he spread his blood wings and flew to the top of the mountain, if he wanted to know the truth. Now he can only climb to the top of Jiuhua Mountain.

The magical Jiuhua Mountain shows the beauty of nature, from the mountainside, the verdant green mountains are gradually covered with ice and snow, and the craggy mountains and rocks wrapped in silver are more magical.

The icy wind blew through his body, and Murong Jiu's spirit was uplifted—the magnificent style of Jiuhua Mountain revealed to the world the escape of the Immortal Mountain Range here...... Like a golden-winged Dapeng bird that hit the sky, Murong Jiu frantically flapped his wings, and the arrows climbed to the top of the main peak - the cold, thin air current, and the clouds and mist rolled around him.

A world of white, crystalline ice. The entire mountain top was covered with frost. Bright silver and clear ice hibiscus bloom one after another, pure and elegant. Thousands of hibiscus flowers loom in the ice mist, making it difficult to tell whether the flowers are swaying or the clouds are fluttering.

Hibiscus flowers are ready to be put in buds. to the fall of the petals. Like the ephemeral flowers of a short life. But. The strange petals fell, but turned into wisps of ice mist and dissolved into the vines again...... Cycle after cycle, flowers bloom and fall endlessly. Halo flows. Surrounded by clouds.

In the sea of flowers, a little fox with bright red fur emerged among the flowers, its eyes blurred, staring at the blooming hibiscus flowers, as if intoxicated by it.

Frost, ice mist, hibiscus blossoms, hibiscus blossoms...... The silent world of ice flowers is full of natural breath - quiet and serene, which makes people unconsciously forget their troubles, let go of their fetters, and even abandon their cultivation, and just want to quietly enjoy a peace outside this world.

"No, this is the Flower of Ecstasy, break it for me!"

His eyes were irrepressibly attracted to the hibiscus flowers, and his soul became more and more obsessed with them...... The sudden palpitation of his heart made Murong Jiu instantly feel the danger of sinking, and he suddenly let out a clear roar, and a circle of lion roar sound waves spread in all directions.

Whoa...... The pure hibiscus flowers were shattered, and in the ice mist, a wave of sound waves was set off between the sea of flowers, and one by one, the ice flowers were shattered...... With a bang, the white ice world on this side exploded, and the ice mist overflowed.

The pupils of the gods and demons radiated a shrewd light, Murong Jiu gasped in surprise, and after discovering the ecstasy power of the hibiscus flower, he guessed that he had inadvertently strayed into a certain phantom array.

In fact, this was not an ecstasy illusion array, from the ice mist and cold qi that he clearly felt, Murong Jiu suddenly understood that the crystal ice flower world was actually his own spiritual space.

Unconsciously indulged in the illusion of self-speculation, thousands of hibiscus flowers are the hallucinatory products of the self-spirit, if you can't get out of the illusion in time, I am afraid that your main soul will be deeply trapped in it.

What a strange illusion, what a strange ecstasy - it hurts people invisibly, and it sinks into oneself without knowing it. Murong Jiu's eyebrows raised, but what induced the ice flower ecstasy in his own spiritual space?

"Squeak......

A fox's scream woke up the pensive Murong Jiu, and the little fox with red hair jumped vertically, and it was so excited that it threw itself at Murong Jiu, scattering irrepressible joy in its eyes, like a lost child seeing his loved ones again.

Red Pupil Teaser...... At this moment, Murong Jiu also felt a long-lost reunion in his heart, and his spirit was filled with infinite joy and joy, as if even the cells of his whole body were in a moment of happiness. Unconsciously, he opened his arms, and the latent will in his spirit ruled that he wanted to embrace the little fox in his arms.

What a warm picture...... However, just as the little fox was about to pounce into Murong Jiu's arms, two cunning lights flashed in its pupils, and in the next second, a bright red brilliance circulated throughout its body...... Hmph, you hit me first, how can Miss Ben not bump into me first!

With a real impact, Murong Jiu was knocked away like a cannonball, and his body tumbled and fell to the top of the mountain, but his mind stayed at that moment—such a soft and delicate body.

Spreading his huge wings, Murong Jiu quickly flew to the top of the mountain, without anger or anger, he stared straight ahead, his eyes were full of surprise. (To be continued......)

PS: ####红毛小狐狸, a former friend of life and death, focused on the fairy of Jiuhua Mountain, the author used his imagination and also arranged an ending for her. The third volume takes "fate" as the main clue, and the story is getting more and more exciting, please continue to click and read.