Don't think that it's a good thing to come across a treasure, you must know that the better the treasure, the more powerful the surrounding protection.

There are two kinds of guardians: nature and monsters, like Feng Moxiu's Earth Fire Heart, and Feng Zhiping's Zhenyuan Magnetic Mother belong to the former, and the latter is not only limited to monsters and beasts, people are also a kind of monsters, and they are often more terrifying than demons.

It is impossible for such a large number of 10,000-year-old stalactites to lurk without danger, and Feng Zhiping even suspects that these stalactites are not natural, but collected and stored here by someone or a demon.

Zhan Qianwu didn't care about this, his eyes lit up after hearing Feng Zhiping's exclamation of "Ten Thousand Year Stalactites", and he immediately poured out the thousand-year-old stalactites in the bottle, and then took out two medicine bottles and emptied them, filling them with ten thousand years stalactites one by one, and his nose was not idle, sucking the surrounding "thick fog".

"Take it easy, it's toxic. Feng Zhiping reminded in a low voice, his eyes burning and he scanned the surroundings, trying to find the expected abnormality in the milky white mist.

But there are no anomalies.

These stalactites seem to be really a favor from the heavens, Zhan Qianwu plundered for a long time and nothing jumped out to stop them, even the demon wind that blew them in calmed down, and the surroundings were quiet, except for breathing, only the sound of water stirred up when half of the body soaked in the stalactites moved.

"Could it be that I'm thinking too much?"

Feng Zhiping scratched his head, turned his head and saw that Zhan Qianwu had already filled three bottles, and was standing solemnly with his eyes closed at this moment, using the spiritual mist to regulate his internal injuries.

"I hope I'm thinking too much. ”

Feng Zhiping lowered his guard a little and looked at Zhan Qianwu with envy.

Because of the existence of the sword species, he couldn't directly absorb the spiritual mist here, and he didn't have a container in his hand, so he could only watch people drool.

Zhan Qianwu felt his gaze, very uncomfortable, opened his eyes and turned over coldly: "Look at what I'm doing, turn your face away!"

Cut, look at it can't work, when I'm rare!

Feng Zhiping pursed his lips stupidly, twisted his head to the side, and suddenly found that the fog was intensifying and rolling, and the demon wind that had just subsided was back!

He hurriedly touched Zhan Qianwu: "Be careful, something is wrong!"

Zhan Qianwu also sensed the wind, opened his eyes and looked around vigilantly, carefully identifying the direction of the wind, but the direction of the wind was too chaotic, with no regularity in the east and west, and occasionally blowing down from the top of his head.

If something goes wrong, there must be a demon, she touched Feng Zhiping: "Go, get out of here." ”

Feng Zhiping glared: "Leave, where are you going, have you found your way?"

"Nope..."

Before he finished speaking, the abnormal change rose sharply, and the bell like a pool under his feet suddenly boiled!

It's not because of the heat, it's because of the heat, but a lot of bubbles gushing out of the bottom of the pool, and it looks like it's boiling.

Worried about the poison, the two immediately held their breath and stood back to back.

With Feng Zhiping's cultivation, it is said that they can at least hold on to a cup of tea, let alone Zhan Qianwu, but now they didn't last long before they were deflated, because the oppressive force of the air was getting stronger and stronger, and the gas from those bubbles was not discharged at all, and it was all accumulated here.

Forced to take a few breaths, they found that the air was slightly smelly and not poisonous, and the two were a little relieved, but the crisis was still not resolved.

The bubbles were still bubbling out in large swaths, and the feeling of pressure in the air was getting stronger and stronger, and the two of them obviously felt that it was becoming more and more difficult to breathe, and they had tinnitus.

Can't sit still!

Zhan Qianwu raised the gun and shook his head: "Go!"

Feng Zhiping patted his ears: "Where are you going?"

"Find your way there!"

"How do you find it?"

"Do you have a good idea?"

"No, but blind..."

"Then you stay. ”

Zhan Qianwu turned around and left.

Feng Zhiping had no choice but to keep up, and after walking a few steps, he was dizzy, as if he had run ten miles in one breath.

"Rubbish!" Zhan Qianwu sneered, in fact, she herself was very uncomfortable, but she cultivated to a high level and could still hold on.

"Look down on whom!"

Feng Zhiping was furious, lifted his big pants, put his sword on his shoulder, shook his head and said, "Let's go, let's not stop, it's the grandson who falls first!"

After saying that, he strode forward with a meteor.

How could Zhan Qianwu admit defeat, snorted coldly and rushed to him in three or two steps, leading the way without saying a word.

In this way, the two walked for half an hour in one breath, not to mention it, and the mountain wall did not touch each other.

Impossible!

Feng Zhiping silently recalled the scene he saw outside, combined with the road he had walked before entering here, and roughly estimated his location, which should be in the belly of the mountain halfway through the waist. Based on the width of the place, no matter how big it is, it shouldn't be flat, and even if there are no walls, there should be a supporting structure like pillars.

Could it be that this is the legendary ghost hitting the wall?

Phew, where is the ghost in the world!

Illusion, illusion for sure!

It is more common to trap the enemy with fog, and you must have unknowingly fallen for the trick, and you and the dead woman are likely to be spinning in place all the time.

Damn, let's just say that there is something wrong with these fogs, it turns out that they are not poisonous, but combined with illusions to increase the difficulty of people!

If he couldn't crack it, Nine Lives would have to be trapped here, and he wouldn't have to wait until then, the air would crush him alive first. Home

Suddenly, Zhan Qianwu fell to her knees, Feng Zhiping was startled and hurriedly stepped forward, and she couldn't suppress a mouthful of blood spurting out.

"What's wrong?" Feng Zhiping didn't know the situation, and he wanted to touch his hands but didn't dare to touch them.

"It's fine. Zhan Qianwu wiped the corners of his mouth and stood up with the gun, "Go!"

Looking at her stubborn appearance, Feng Zhiping sighed: "You won, I can't walk anymore, let's rest and leave." ”

"I don't need your pity!"

"I didn't pity you, I pity myself, I was pressed on my head by a woman and suffocated to death!"

"What, you look down on women?"

"How dare you! I'm just complaining, don't be... it!"

Feng Zhiping exclaimed, and the person was suddenly pushed into the air by a sudden surge of air under his feet, and the speed was so fast that Zhan Qianwu didn't react.

Zhan Qianwu was about to save someone, but her feet suddenly slumped, and people rushed into the air.

"Ahhhhh!!hh

"Dead woman, stop screaming!"

Feng Zhiping scolded, his heart blossomed, and he felt that Zhan Qianwu only looked like a woman when he had a phobia of heights.

At this time, one after another columns of air rushed out of the lake, and the surrounding wind suddenly swept wildly, and the two of them drifted with the wind, unable to land for a long time.

I don't know how long it took, but the scattered air currents suddenly found an outlet and rushed in one direction.

The two of them followed the wind, getting farther and farther away from the surface of the pool, and soon the fog faded, and a black hole appeared in front of them.

"Come here!" Zhan Qianwu shouted loudly, her voice shattered by the strong wind.

Feng Zhiping understood, grabbed the spear stretched out by Zhan Qianwu, and as soon as the two converged, their eyes darkened.

"This is a wind tunnel, it should be able to get out!" Feng Zhiping shouted in Zhan Qianwu's ear, and the smell of wind in his mouth and nose became heavier and heavier.

Zhan Qianwu closed his mouth tightly and nodded, suddenly his eyes tightened, and he pulled Feng Zhiping out of place, and the spear burst out with lightning.

There is an ambush?!

Feng Zhiping hurriedly turned around, and found by the light of the fire that it was not a living thing, but it was more dangerous than a living thing, and there was a shale chip standing on the road in front of the original position.

And this is just the beginning, there are still rock pages behind, more and more dense, and the passage is getting narrower and narrower, if Zhan Qianwu hadn't discovered it first and adjusted the direction earlier, he would have been scraped into meat sauce.

"Feng Wu - Light Yarn!"

With his hand on the spear, Zhan Qianwu spilled a thin layer of flame shield to cover himself and Feng Zhiping, and the next moment a drop of liquid fell on the cover.

As with the rock pages, the droplets became more and more dense, until they came to the pouring rain, and fell on the "light veil" with a clattering sound, and there was nothing to be seen around except the flickering flame shield.

Feng Zhiping retracted his gaze, looked at Zhan Qianwu, and saw her frowning slightly with her eyes closed, and couldn't help but feel envious.

Spiritual sense!

This kind of environment is useless for the eyes, but the spiritual sense has a miraculous effect, but it is a pity that his spiritual sense can only "peep" at himself, God knows when he will be able to break through to the outside of the body and achieve the real innate.

"It's broken!"

Zhan Qianwu suddenly shouted, and the "light yarn" was torn open by the torrential rain, and a few drops of rain leaked in.

"Don't touch it!" Seeing that Feng Zhiping wanted to pick it up, she hurriedly drank it, but it was too late.

"It's... What the hell is this?!"

Feng Zhiping was stunned and regretted, he used the Chaolu Sword to take a drop of liquid to find out, who knew that a small drop of unknown liquid actually eroded a gap in his Chaolu Sword!

Yuan Li swept over, Yuzhu did not react, I don't know if there was no residue on the gap or the amount was too small enough to distinguish, in short, his intestines were repentant.

Quickly turned around and swept at Chaolu Sword twice, fortunately, the spirit of the sword was not damaged, it seemed to be a minor injury, Feng Zhiping breathed a sigh of relief.

At this time, Zhan Qianwu had already patched up the loopholes, turned his head and glanced at it, and snorted coldly: "Are you an idiot, dare to touch anything? I don't want to think that it can even wear through my 'light yarn', how corrosive it is, you dare to pick it up?" It's really stupid!"

Feng Zhiping was embarrassed, and regretted it more and more, but he still had to argue: "What if it's a baby?"

Zhan Qianwu sneered: "That's right, it's a treasure, it's definitely a great secret weapon to collect and bring back, but it's not something you can touch, people have to be self-aware!"

Feng Zhiping suffered a big loss, was choked again, turned his face away, and caressed the gap to grieve alone.

And as the two of them talked, the acid rain gradually stopped, and the demon wind became a lot stronger, rolling them all the way, no longer like when they first entered, "safe and thoughtful", and from time to time they pushed them to the wall in the middle of the fork.

If there was only Feng Zhiping himself, he would definitely not survive three intersections, but with Zhan Qianwu, it was different, relying on her timely reaction along the way and leaving every danger behind.

Looking at her grim expression, Feng Zhiping suddenly felt that she was particularly attractive in this state.

In the past, he never liked strong women, the only exception was Leng Shuang'er, but that was also in the presence of Nuan Shuang'er, like Zhan Qianwu, who was strong and unreasonable, shouted and shouted to kill a woman who even dared to hang the prince on the head of the city, he was not good at all, but now, he suddenly realized that strong women also have a unique beauty, but it is difficult to feel it on weekdays, especially at such a close distance.

"If you look at it again, I'll rip out your eyeballs. Feeling Feng Zhiping's gaze, Zhan Qianwu didn't squint, and threw down a sentence coldly.

The little favor that finally arose was instantly astigmatized, Feng Zhiping glanced to the side secretly, and suddenly realized that something was wrong.

"We, it seems to be going down?"

I felt it carefully, yes, the angle was slight, but it was really going down, and the familiar stench was getting stronger again.

Could it be that this is not a way to live, but a circle, and the demon wind has sent them back to the stalactite pool again?!