Chapter 589: Mountain Gate, Stone Steps, Van Luo Spiritual Fire!
Whether it was Chi Yunsang or Lu Xiaotian, there was nothing they could do at this time, seeing that the iron corpse sheath seemed to be familiar with this area, and when there was no other way out, they didn't think much about it, so they ran all the way with the iron corpse sheath.
After escaping for more than an hour, several people floated above a dry river, and in front of it was a hill dozens of feet high, and the hill was barren.
"The two of you will work with me to break through this mountain, and in this mountain there is still a hiding place that may help us avoid a move. The iron corpse sheath said with a serious face, "This prohibition collapsed so quickly, it must have been those few primordial old monsters who came in, and encountered some kind of obstruction, if we don't find a place to stay as soon as possible, I'm afraid there will be no place to die!"
"Are you sure?" Chiyunsang said coldly.
"I'm not sure, do you have a better way?" the iron corpse sheath choked back to Chiyun Sang.
"Anyway, let's find a place to settle down first, in this case, it is not absolutely safe to go anywhere, you can only gamble on luck. Lu Xiaotian said.
"In that case, let's do it!" Chi Yunsang nodded.
The three of them are all decisive in killing, once they decide not to drag their character, for their own survival, they have no secrets, for a while, the attack of the iron corpse sheath, the pagoda of Chiyun Sang, and the earth-splitting knife that Lu Xiaotian split after using the Soul Devouring Dafa fell staggered, and fell on the hill in front of him almost at the same time.
The hill that was under a powerful attack trembled for a while, and between the clicks, the hole suddenly opened, and there was a hole in it, showing a stone step of the first step, but these stone steps stretched downward. Lu Xiaotian pressed the spirit beast bag, stopped the little fire crow that wanted to rush out of the spirit beast bag, and his heart couldn't help jumping. It seems to be one step closer to what he wants.
After the cave of the mountain gate was opened, the iron corpse sheath took a step forward and directly submerged into it. Chi Yunsang's eyes flashed, and he immediately followed, after all, they were all fleeing for their lives at this time, and in order to survive before, they naturally cooperated sincerely, but the iron corpse sheath was obviously very familiar with this place. If the Iron Scabbard used the familiar terrain to escape, he wouldn't have a place to cry. After all, only the iron corpse sheath knew where the baby fruit was located, even if it was Lu Xiaotian, a formation mage, who could break the ban, he could only make a second choice, and at this time, the iron corpse sheath was close at hand, so naturally there was no reason to seek the near and far.
Chiyun Sang followed the electric shot in, Lu Xiaotian was originally the worst cultivator among the three, even if he wanted to, he couldn't keep up, and the iron corpse sheath entered the mountain gate so quickly, but there was also something strange. With precautions in his heart, Lu Xiaotian naturally would not fight with him. It's just that when he entered it, the mountain gate behind him suddenly closed, Lu Xiaotian's face changed slightly, he turned around, and he couldn't find the place to restart the mountain gate, this hill looked ordinary, but if it wasn't for the iron corpse sheath to bring him, he couldn't see the inappropriateness here, if he wanted to restart the mountain gate at this time, I am afraid that the only way to restart the mountain gate at this time was to find the location of the control organ, or to join forces with Chiyunsang or the iron corpse sheath again to open it.
Lu Xiaotian frowned slightly, the iron corpse sheath and Chiyun Sang had already disappeared, and they could only approach the past in two disappearance directions, at this time, the power of the ninth-order snow demon bear's primordial spirit had not completely disappeared, but Lu Xiaotian was ready to take the giant Jiao's primordial spirit at any time. The space inside this hill is far more stable than the outside, don't worry about the space collapsing, the prohibition collapse, and the terrible magma that will engulf people at any time, it is estimated that those few ancestors will not be able to find such a secret place for a while, but under the extraordinary silence of this place, it also reveals a trace of mysterious atmosphere.
Inside the cave, the stone steps spiraled and circled, and soon left the narrow interior of the mountain, and the stone steps in front of them floated to another hill, and the bottom of the foot had become a cliff, and the stone steps extended in the void, and the white mist was floating around them. Lu Xiaotian tried to fly in the air, but the mist seemed to be able to isolate the divine sense, once he entered it, there was a white patch in front of him, and he couldn't find the direction at all, Lu Xiaotian was taken aback, and hurriedly retreated, not daring to go too deep, he could only return to the winding stone steps.
"What the hell is this place?" Lu Xiaotian was a little drumming in his heart, and the iron corpse sheath and Chiyun Sang were gone. Lu Xiaotian thought for a while, although the cultivation of Chiyun Sang and the Iron Corpse Sheath was far above him, but his divine sense might not be much stronger than him, and he entered the mist, and he was still like a headless fly, the two of them should not enter the mist, it seemed that they would find it along the stone steps.
With a general judgment in his heart, there was no way to retreat, Lu Xiaotian quickened his pace, the stone steps quickly extended backwards, Lu Xiaotian walked in the mist, as if stepping on the ladder, walking in the air.
Another hour passed, and Lu Xiaotian didn't know how far he had gone. I just heard a fierce fight in the distance, followed by a familiar scream, and suddenly my heart sank, and my pace slowed down involuntarily.
It was Chiyun-san who screamed!
Lu Xiaotian walked along the stone steps for hundreds of zhang, turned a corner, and suddenly opened up in front of him, in front of him was a relatively gentle hillside, along the hillside, there was a straight trace into the sky, like a knife-like peak, above the mountain front, there was a stone pond with a radius of hundreds of zhang, and in the stone pool, a light cyan almost transparent flame flashed. The beating water flame seemed to scorch through the void. Nothing is burned!
Lu Xiaotian felt his heart beat violently a few times, and a pair of eyes suddenly tightened twice, it was the rumored Van Luo Spirit Fire!
After a long time, Lu Xiaotian took a deep breath, he first went to the rumored Ethereal Palace, at first it was for this Van Luo spiritual fire. The silver-leaf Buddha tree in his hand, if there is no Brahma spiritual fire, it is not much different from ordinary rotten wood. Later, when he saw the dangers in the Ethereal Palace, it might be more appropriate to say that it was to save his life. After all, he was an early Jindan monk, and he was in a precarious situation, and the matter of the Van Luo Linghuo could only be thought about occasionally. It's just that now, the Van Luo spiritual fire has really appeared in front of his eyes. Even from such a distance, Lu Xiaotian could feel the amazing deterrent power coming from the beating flames. Even with his cultivation at this time, once he gets too close, I'm afraid he will be injured by that spiritual fire. If he was in that pool of fire, I am afraid that he would not be able to support it for long with his mana, and he would be burned to the point that there would be no ashes left.
I don't know what the stone pool is easy to forge, and it can hold such spiritual fire.
However, Lu Xiaotian's attention quickly left the Fanluo Spiritual Fire that he was thinking about, and instead moved to a relatively flat towering giant tree on the hillside. And Chiyun Sang himself, in the shape of a large character, spread his hands and feet, and four white bones were inserted into his hands and feet, nailing him to the trunk of the tree. On each white bone, there was a shimmering trace of gray qi that made people's hearts tremble, constantly burrowing into Chiyunsang's body from the wound.
Chiyun Mulberry was nailed to the trunk of a tree, and a painful roar came out of his throat.