The lightning grew denser and more urgent, accompanied by thunder. The boom was deafening and terrifying. Yan Wushuang was so frightened that he threw himself into Yan Chixia's arms and buried his head in his arms.

The heavenly thunder became stronger and stronger, as if it was about to blow up the entire earth before stopping. Yang Qian and the others carefully hid in the corner of the mountain temple, praying that Tianlei would not come to deal with them, but the more they didn't want Tianlei to come, Tianlei came to the door.

A silver bolt of lightning fell from the broken roof of the mountain temple, followed by a terrifying thunderbolt.

"Ah......" Yang Qian and Yan Chixia were shocked, but they didn't have any countermeasures, so they could only watch the thunder reach them.

Yang Qian sighed: "This is really a disaster!"

"Xuanjia out?" At the last moment, Song Ming shouted, his hands danced again and again, and a palm-sized tortoise shell rose in the wind, instantly becoming as big as a giant umbrella, propped up on top of everyone's heads.

"Boom ......Boom" A huge thunderbolt fell on the tortoiseshell, bursting into fierce sparks. Song Ming shouted loudly, injecting the true qi of his whole body into it, and holding the tortoise shell to the death. His eyes turned red, his legs were pressed into the ground by the force, and blood was spilling from the corners of his mouth.

Tianlei didn't seem to like his authority being desecrated, and after one fell, it didn't stop, followed by the second, third, and even the ninth.

Song Ming was directly pressed into the earth, leaving only one head outside. Yang Qian and the three of them were even more pressed to the ground, very embarrassed.

Fortunately, after the nine heavenly thunders, the heavens and the earth finally became quiet and bright.

"It's finally over!" Song Ming finished speaking, and the tortoise shell became full of holes and scattered into countless pieces.

Song Ming's heart was dripping blood, and this piece of Xuanjia cost him all his belongings, so it was gone.

Yang Qian and Yan Chixia worked together to pull Song Ming up. Song Ming vomited three mouthfuls of blood in a row, swallowed another pill of Huiyuan Dan, and immediately crossed his knees. Half a pillar of incense before he stood up.

Yang Qian and Yan Chixia hurriedly thanked him. Without Song Ming here this time, they have become ashes.

Song Ming smiled and said, "You two don't need to care, I'm just protecting myself." ”

Although Song Ming said it so easily, Yang Qian and Yan Chixia both knew it. He resisted the thunder alone, and there was no such great danger at all.

"The thunder is too terrifying this day! how many people can deal with it!" Yang sighed with palpitations.

Song Ming smiled, knowing that Yang Qian had misunderstood, and explained: "There is no thunder tribulation in the cultivation of the human race, only the cultivation of the demon race will have a thunder tribulation at every level. ”

"Here's why. Yan Wushuang asked curiously.

Song Ming was also very fond of the lovely Yan Wushuang, and gently touched her head and said, "I don't know about this! It may be that the human race is blessed with a unique nature, and it is the darling of God." ”

Yan Wushuang was obviously dissatisfied with Song Ming's answer, and looked at Song Ming with two big eyes, looking a little embarrassed at him.

Suddenly, a fierce battle sounded at the top of the mountain. Song Ming said: "Brother Yang, Brother Yan, there is a fight above, I want to go and see." Get out of here as soon as possible! ”

Yang Qian and Yan Chixia hurriedly said, "Let's leave." ”

After Yang Qian and the three of them went up the mountain in the Song and Ming dynasties, they immediately walked out of the broken temple and walked down the mountain. Song Ming was very right, the battle between the immortal cultivators was too much beyond them, and it was not something they could participate in now.

Although Yang Qian's cultivation became the tenth level of the day after swallowing the Ascending Immortal Pill, he did not break the barrier of immortals, and he was still an acquired cultivation, and it was still not enough to face the immortal cultivators.

The battle on the mountain became more and more intense, the mountain wind howled, and the sound of swords clanging was clear to the ears.

"Brother Yang, one day you will succeed in cultivation, I hope you can become a person like Song Immortal Master, instead of learning from those nostrils to the heavens. Yan Chixia patted Yang Qian's shoulder and said.

Yang Qian stopped and said solemnly: "I will definitely not forget my roots." Brother Yan also has to remember what he said today. ”

Yan Chixia looked up to the sky and smiled: "I hope that there will be no more poverty in the world, I hope that there will be no more bullying in the world, and I will never forget my roots." ”

Yang Qian clenched his fists and said solemnly to the eyed red man: "Brother Yan, you and I will make an agreement." If I break my oath on another day, I will slay him with the sword. ”

Yan Chixia also said solemnly: "A word is a certainty, if I break my oath one day, please cut him with a sword." ”

The solemn appearance of the two made the young Yan Wushuang a little overwhelmed, and he didn't know what the two were doing.

At this moment, Yang Qian and Yan Chixia decided the direction of their future life. This is a very solemn thing.

The three of them continued to walk down, and they were about to come to the place where they fought with the flower demon. Suddenly, the sky became overcast. The three of them looked up in unison and saw a giant bird the size of a millstone hovering by.

"What a big bird!" Yan Wushuang couldn't help but shout. Yan Chixia quickly stretched out his hand and didn't cover it.

The giant bird turned around and pounced on the three of them, carrying a huge wind that made them almost unsteady.

"Escape!" Yan Chixia opened his bow left and right, pushing Yang Qian and Yan Wushuang down the mountain, facing the giant bird alone.

This giant bird is not an ordinary bird, but one of the four foundation-building monsters that Chen Fei said - the golden-winged Dapeng bird. It is one of the fastest birds in the world. Yang Qian once took a cursory look at the bloody hand Zhang Fenghao's "Strange Things". Shaped like a millstone, with golden wings and a white body, fast as lightning, comparable to the speed of light. The Golden-winged Roc Bird written above is exactly the same as this giant bird.

Yan Chixia didn't even pull out his long sword, but he was grabbed by the shoulders of the golden-winged Dapeng bird and lifted into the sky.

"Abba......" When Yan Wushuang saw this scene, his heart and gallbladder suddenly cracked, and he got up desperately to chase after him.

Ordinary Dapeng birds are not what Yan Wushuang can chase, let alone the golden-winged Dapeng birds in the foundation building period. In the blink of an eye, Dapeng Bird grabbed Yan Chixia and disappeared.

The snow was muddy, Yan Wushuang fell and got up again, tears dripping like rain. Yang Qian also didn't react a little, everything changed too quickly.

"Bad bird, let go of my Abba!" Yan Wushuang was covered in mud, crying and shouting.

Yang Qian stepped forward and picked up Yan Wushuang and chased in the direction where the golden-winged Dapeng bird disappeared, only thinking about catching up with the golden-winged Dapeng bird, and he didn't care about the direction in which the golden-winged Dapeng bird was flying was the top of the mountain.

"There is no land in the avalanche. Yang Qian carried Yan Wushuang on his back before he went up to the top of the mountain, and he heard a loud shout, and huge snow blocks fell, attacking indiscriminately. The entire mountaintop was targeted.

Yang Qian's face changed drastically, and he suddenly threw himself into the snow, hoping that the thick snow could help unload some of his strength.

Yang Qian fell into the snow, as if he had fallen into the abyss, and never sank to the bottom. He kept falling and falling until the snow above them didn't affect them at all, and then he stopped, only to find that he had gone deep into a dungeon.

With the dry ground and the warm air current, Yang Qian knew that he was out of danger for the time being.

"Could it be the lair of the snow beast?" Yang Qian guessed.

"Abba, Abba, where are you?" Yan Wushuang fainted when the snow fell, and now he woke up and shouted again.

"Shuang'er, don't shout, there must be other monsters here. We can only continue looking for you Abba when we are safe to go. Yang Qian persuaded him.

"Woo woo, my Abba must have been eaten by the big bird. Yan Wushuang cried sadly.

Why did the Golden-winged Dapeng Bird attack Yang Qian and the others, Yang Qian couldn't figure it out, the only possibility was that he was hungry. Yang Qian thought of Yan Chixia's fate, and felt a burst of grief in his heart, but he still hardened his heart and comforted: "Shuang'er, you are a good person, you will definitely be fine." The key thing for us now is to get out of here in order to go to him. ”

Yan Wushuang was very sensible, and when he heard Yang Qian say this, he nodded. Yang Qian breathed a sigh of relief, took out the fire fold, pulled Yan Wushuang and chose a direction, and walked forward slowly.

He had looked at where it had fallen, it was smooth as a mirror, and there was no portal or anything like that. They must have touched the mechanism of the dungeon, and now they have returned to their original state.

Yang Qian could vaguely hear the sound of battle on the ground, but it was not something that needed to be cared about. The most important thing he needs to be concerned about now is how to get out. If the dungeon is the lair of the snow demon, there may be black nematodes encountered in Qingyang Town.

Yang Qian was apprehensive about the black nematodes and had no confidence to escape from them again. He may not be able to set fire like Yan Chixia.

"Uncle Yang, I saw a sister in white running from somewhere. Yan Wushuang's voice interrupted Yang Qian's thoughts.

Yang Qian looked in the direction Yan Wushuang was pointing, but he didn't see anything.

"Nothing!"

"There really is a sister in white. ”

Yang Qian was overjoyed, thinking that it might be someone who strayed into the underground palace like them, and hurriedly chased forward.

Yang Qian and Yan Wushuang chased for a long time, passed through three gates, and didn't even see the shadow of a person.

Yang Qian's heart gradually sank. Because he couldn't find his way out. This dungeon is a labyrinth. They walked for a long time and returned to their original place.

"Isn't this the place where we just fell?" Yan Wushuang asked in surprise, pointing to the remnants of snow on the ground.

Yang Qian said: "Yes, we are back again." ”

"Ahh After all, how can a ten-year-old child withstand such a lot of pressure?

Yang Qian didn't speak, picked up Yan Wushuang and walked forward again. This time, he was well prepared and made a mark on the wall with a pig-killing knife.

After half a pillar of incense, Yang Qian and Yan Wushuang returned to their original places.

Yang Qian squatted on the ground and fell into deep thought. "It's not going to work!

The dungeon was dark and unoccupied, and Yang Qian had already released Yang Ying, checking all the way, and he didn't see any changes.

"Uncle Yang, this wall will move. Yan Wushuang pointed to the wall where Yang Qian had marked, and shouted.

Yang Qian walked over to take a look, and sure enough, there was a change. In order to distinguish, the marks made by Yang Qian were written down in order. He clearly remembered that the place where it fell was engraved with "one", but now it has become "five".

Yang Qian stretched out his hand and tapped on the wall, judging the situation of the wall.

"It's all solid!

Yang Qian thought that the wall was hollow, so the wall would move, but after knocking, it was not what he thought.

With a pop, the fire burned out, was completely extinguished, and they were plunged into darkness.

The darkness was terrifying, and Yan Wushuang was so frightened that he moved closer to Yang Qian.