When Lin Fenghan was silent, suddenly the monk of the Danding faction called out: "The bridge has been found!"

Lin Fenghan suppressed the complexity in his heart, forced his spirit to move away, and when everyone gathered, he didn't find any shadow of the bridge.

The monk of the Danding Sect took out the dansha and sprinkled it slightly on the bridge deck, and immediately the narrow bridge of no return quietly appeared in front of him.

"It's so narrow, how can it be?"

Duobao Daoist said with an ugly face, stretched out his hand to measure, and said: "Good girl, after walking up, you can't turn around at all, but it can really be called a bridge of no return!"

Several monks were also in deep thought.

Lin Fenghan suddenly said lightly: "This bridge, mortals can't cross it, but monks can." ”

Duobao Daoist suddenly had an epiphany, turned his head to look at Qingshan Weng, and said with a smile: "Qingshan old man, you are the highest in cultivation here, please!"

Qingshan Weng snorted, his feet did not move, but the person stuck a few inches against the bridge of no return, moving slowly.

The monks of the Five Great Dao Sects also passed by in turn.

When Mu Xitong was about to use her spirit to cross the bridge, Lin Fenghan suddenly stopped her, "Wait!"

"What's wrong, Brother Han?" Mu Xitong looked back and smiled.

Lin Fenghan stepped on it, and a huge golden lotus rose under his feet, Lin Fenghan pointed to the position next to him, and whispered: "Come up!"

Mu Xi's pupil starry eyes were like a crescent moon, Miao Man's delicate body shook, and she took the initiative to jump onto the lotus.

The Golden Lotus Throne moved forward against the Bridge of No Return, and the speed was not slower than that of the other monks.

The Daomen monk felt the movement behind him, and the Yuan Shen swept over slightly, and was so surprised that he saw that "Lin Zhixuan" actually took the Holy Maiden of the Taiqing Sect with him, and couldn't help but show a strange expression, as if it was the first time they met, "Lin Zhixuan" had been staring at Mu Xitong, and for a while, several eyes were fixed on the back of Qingshan Weng at the forefront.

Duobao Daoren smashed his mouth, "Interesting, interesting!"

Qingshan Weng was full of black lines and angry, but now it is inconvenient to be angry when he steps on the bridge of no return, so he can only keep his face calm and look like he is settling accounts after the autumn.

The Bridge of No Return is called a bridge.

Strictly speaking, it's more like a road.

The road sometimes goes up, sometimes falls, sometimes turns left, sometimes circles to the right, like a wild snake, twisting to the extreme, complex and abnormal, and the front is pitch black, merging with the surrounding darkness, and the difficulty rises in a straight line.

Fortunately, he was able to enter the Yellow River Ancient Road, and the worst was also the Dao Origin Realm monk, and under their respective magical powers, there were no accidents.

Lin Feng was cold and gloomy in his heart, and always felt that the Bridge of No Return would not be stepped on so easily, so he was faintly vigilant, and deliberately fell a little behind the Duobao Dao people, using the Golden Lotus Divine Throne to carry Mu Xitong forward slowly.

Tension surrounds.

Suddenly.

Lin Fenghan only felt that the palm of his hand was soft, and in the dark environment that was not easy to detect, Mu Xitong boldly and gently grabbed Lin Fenghan's broad hand.

Held by Mu Xi's soft and boneless little hand, Lin Fenghan's heart suddenly sudden, wisps of tenderness swayed, feeling the unique breath around him, the breath that belonged to the fairy Lin Qingyue, Lin Fenghan turned his hand, and his big hand tightly wrapped the jade palm.

Mu Xi's red lips moved slightly, and he said affectionately: "Brother Han, I want you to cover my hands tightly like this for the rest of your life." ”

Lin Fenghan's indifferent expression suddenly melted like a glacier, and he unconsciously revealed a trace of tenderness, "Okay!"

The two looked at each other and smiled.

A beautiful atmosphere surrounded the two of them.

Lin Fenghan and Mu Xitong's small movements were not easy for the people in front of them to see, but the Duobao Dao people who walked at the back saw everything in their eyes.

Duobao Daoist looked at the two of them with eyebrows and flirtatious, and their little hands were secretly clasped together, and Duobao Daoist was so frightened that he was like seeing a ghost.

Obediently, even the holy daughter of the Taiqing Sect dares to soak?

Duobao Daoist swallowed his saliva in shock, rolled his eyes, and transmitted a voice to Lin Fenghan, saying: "I said Lin Daoyou, have you played too far? The Taiqing Holy Maiden is a symbol of the Taoist Sect, and at the same time represents the spirit of the Taiqing Sect.

When Lin Feng heard this, he smiled coldly, Taiqing Sect? The hatred between him and Taiqing Sect has long been so deep that it cannot be resolved, so why worry about not being able to provoke it?

Lin Fenghan disdained to answer this kind of question, and asked rhetorically: "Duobao, how can you be willing to get involved in this matter, this is not like your style." ”

Seeing that Lin Fenghan didn't listen to persuasion, Duobao Daoist said helplessly: "To be honest, if you don't have to get involved, I will naturally hide as far as I can." ”

Lin Fenghan was silent for a moment, and then said, "Thank you." ”

Duobao Daoist smiled freely and said: "It's okay, I also want to see what the immortal treasure is like, tsk, the immortal magic weapon, for me and other refiners, it is a fatal temptation." ”

Lin Fenghan nodded lightly, this time he came, first because of Mu Xitong, and secondly, he was ready to grab the Zhenhe Immortal Treasure, the temptation of the Immortal Treasure was as Duobao Daoist said, deadly!

Suddenly, the Nine Demon Venerable Zhao Lie suddenly snorted softly and said, "Be careful, the torrent is coming, you can't hide it!"

Lin Fenghan was shocked in his heart, and the sound transmission warned the Duobao Dao people to pay attention, so he transported the true yuan and instilled it into the Golden Lotus Divine Throne under his feet.

The Golden Lotus Divine Throne was golden and prosperous, and the pieces of lotus flowers opened and closed powerfully, quickly protecting Lin Fenghan and Mu Xitong in it.

Lin Fenghan suddenly moved, startling the face of the monks of the Five Great Dao Sects in front of him, and he was misunderstanding that Lin Fenghan was going to be in a dangerous Jedi, and he was hurting people, and suddenly the sound of water was surging from the front.

"Be careful, everyone, there are torrents!"

Everyone was a Dao Origin Realm cultivator, and they reacted instantly, especially Qingshan Weng, who was walking in the forefront, casting spells with both hands, and the mud layer quickly condensed in front of him, turning into a cloud of incomparably hard rock cones, blocking in front of him.

Turbulent water rushes through in an instant.

"Boom!"

An earth-shattering roar rang out.

The huge cone parted the water on the spot, and the two columns of water danced wildly on both sides like water dragons.

The torrent was so fierce that it was controlled by a special force, and the two water dragons danced wildly, quickly merging and continuing to rush towards all the monks behind them.

"Humph!"

The monk of the Shenxiao Sect roared, the divine sword behind him broke out of the box, and he took the initiative to jump into his hand, and a giant sword appeared out of thin air to block in front of him, the blade was sharp, and it directly broke through the water.

After that, the monk of the Shenxiao Sect snorted, obviously he was not feeling well.

The torrent splits and merges.

Rushing towards the monks behind him, surging towards him.

The monks showed their powers, and they were able to resist the fall, and they also suffered a lot of injuries.

In the face of the torrent like an angry dragon, Lin Fenghan didn't dare to slack off in the slightest, and the Golden Lotus Divine Throne tightened more and more, striving to receive the smallest range of impact.

The two bodies quickly approached.

"Yikes..."

Mu Xitong uncontrollably wrapped her arms around Lin Fenghan's waist and threw herself into her warm arms, her body kept tightening and clinging tightly, and her chest was squeezed into shape.

Mu Xitong's cheeks couldn't help but flush, and his little head was buried in Lin Fenghan's chest, embarrassed.

Lin Fenghan's heart suddenly, his soft and slender waist squirmed slightly in his arms, he coughed dryly, he couldn't say anything, he shook his sleeves casually, and instantly saw a small cyan shield, which opened in the wind.

The small shield is the Yuan Shield, which is made of the willow body of the 30,000-year-old Blue Heavenly God and fused with several precious materials.

The Protector Shield turned into a colorful aura, and suddenly, it blocked the golden lotus of Lin Fenghan and Mu Xitong, facing the turbulent torrent.

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