The realm spirits were waiting below in a hurry, and hurriedly called. In the scenery he saw, Yin Fan had been standing there stunned, exactly the same as the scene below just now. Hearing her call, Yin Fan turned around and walked down, looked at the Temple of God again before leaving, and then left with his head held high.

When he reached the platform below, the realm spirit grabbed his arm and hurriedly asked, "Big monster, what happened to you just now?"

Yin Fan's palm opened, and his mind turned. The illusory sword shadow suddenly appeared, and the surrounding space suddenly became windy, and with a clattering sound, the arm of the realm spirit that was too close was suddenly cut out by the invisible sword intent.

"Ahh Seeing this scene, Yin Fan was also taken aback, hurriedly put away the Xuantian Sword Intent, stepped to the side of the realm spirit, wrapped her wound with the blood talisman, and asked, "Are you okay?"

The realm spirit shook his head and asked strangely, "Why did you take this thing off?"

This will Yin Fan has already judged that this Xuantian Sword Intent is an amazing treasure, and said excitedly: "Fate, fate, hehehe......"

"Hiss......"

The little white horse suddenly jumped in front of them, its four hooves shaking, and neighing in front of them with a look of horror. Yin Fanzheng was strange, but when he raised his head and found the scenery around him, he couldn't help but be shocked.

At some point, the scenery around the temple began to collapse silently. The golden clouds on the horizon were like black ink falling into the water, spreading little by little, sinking to the ground, and the temple above the steps all became red, and in an instant softened, turning into a pool of molten slurry and hanging down to the ground. And that dissolving trend is spreading to this side of the platform when it is visible to the naked eye.

Yin Fan was shocked, took the hand of the realm spirit and prepared to run to the ground through the steps. But as soon as they turned around and ran a few steps, they couldn't help but stop, looking surprised. When they reached the edge of the platform, they could see that the field below was already a fiery red magma scene. The magma surged from the ground, rising unstoppably, and was afraid that it would be flooded in a quarter of an hour. Yin Fan stared for two years, silently looking around, constantly looking for a way out, although slightly panicked, but extremely calm.

The realm spirit and the little white horse had never seen such a terrifying scenery since they appeared in Jiusang, and they were extremely scared, and they leaned on Yin Fan's left and right, waiting for Yin Fan to make a decision.

Seeing that the magma below was rising higher and higher, and he had no way to deal with it, Yin Fan was also a little anxious in his heart, and at this moment, ten zhang above the furnace sea below, a ball of light slowly appeared.

The light was extremely hazy at first, but slowly began to condense into substance, and then dispersed into a circle about two feet in diameter.

Yin Fan had been closely watching the changes around him, and the appearance of that light naturally did not escape his eyes. He looked closely, and his heart was shocked, and he found that the object formed by the light was very similar to the entrance to the crystal passage through which they had come.

But the distance was too far away, and he was not sure for a moment whether it was the entrance to leave here. But time passed little by little, and when Yin Fan was thinking, the magma rose another five zhang, and there were only four zhang left before the disc was submerged!

Yin Fan's brows relaxed, and he made a decision in his heart, this kind of opportunity, only a gamble will know, if the disc is swallowed by magma and there is no other way, several of them will probably be buried in the magma!

There is only one chance to escape!

Yin Fan raised his right hand to sacrifice the blood talisman, and in an instant, he surrounded himself, the realm spirit, and the little white horse. He didn't tell the realm spirit and the little white horse the reason at all, and directly pulled a person and a horse to jump and jump towards the disc!

"Ah......h

"Hiss......"

Yin Fan didn't care about their panic at all, the magma was only a kilometer away from the disc! He was terrified in his heart, if he fell at this speed, he wouldn't be able to catch up at all. Such words, such words......

There's only one bet!

He looked at the disc with a cold gaze, and violently released himself from the blood shackles, and in the stunned gaze of the realm spirit and the little white horse, he grabbed the little white horse with his left hand and the realm spirit with his right hand. The muscles of his arms swelled at a speed visible to the naked eye, and when he saw that he was only half a foot away from submerging the disc, he let out a loud cry and smashed a man and a horse in his hand into the disc like lightning.

Faintly, he heard the spirit of the world shouting, and there were teardrops of crystal tears on her face. His heart hurt, and he couldn't help but secretly complain, the master just "kidnapped" a fairy-like girl, picked up a big baby, and died here before Yanfu and treasures were enjoyed, what a loss!

When he felt such a sigh in his heart, he didn't notice that around the disc, a circular wall of earth suddenly appeared from the passage, spreading outward to protect the disc, resisting the surrounding magma and submerging it, and then soaring above it. And then......

"Bang"

The earthen wall just smashed on Yin Fan's face, only smashing his nose crookedly. Before he could react, a green vine shot out of the disc like lightning and wrapped around him, dragging it into the disc.

This disc is really as mysterious as the passage when I first came here, and it is also the same trick. After entering, the body seems to be completely frozen by the surrounding crystals, and it cannot move. However, what made Yin Fan happy was that across his eyes was the little beauty with tears in the corners of his eyes, which made Yin Fan feast his eyes.

At this time, Yin Fan remembered that the earth wall that blocked the magma just now, and the green vine that finally pulled him in, could it be that the little beauty in front of him was made of such an image, and he couldn't help but be happy in his heart. It seems that this little beauty is quite worried about me in her heart. If he could move at this time, he could laugh out loud. Thinking like this, his heart couldn't help but feel a little more charming.

Suddenly, the crystals around them froze dissipated, shattering his reverie. He had long known that this passage would be like this, and he had already prepared for it, and he was full of confidence to sacrifice the blood talisman and sweep around it......

Empty!

Yin Fan was shocked in his heart, and immediately looked around, but saw a bright moon in the sky, and outside of a ruined temple on the ground, there was all deserted land and low trees that had long since died!

The two of them let out a scream and fell to the ground. Seeing that a human tragedy was about to happen, I suddenly heard a Buddha horn sounding in the broken temple, and someone said: "Amitabha." ”

A rag robe flew out of the temple to catch a few people, and then slowly landed on the ground.

As soon as the realm spirit landed, he threw himself into Yin Fan's arms and continued to cry: "Big monster, you scared me to death just now, why did you throw us out there." ”

Yin Fan was stunned, laughed, looked at the girl in front of him, kissed it gently, and said with a smile: "Don't you look at Ling'er, you are too beautiful, don't you pity the jade?"

When the two were lingering, the little white dragon next to him was unhappy for a while, sticking out his tongue with a horse's mouth, making a vomiting shape, very disdainful. At this moment, the incomparably old but incomparably loud voice in the temple said slowly: "Amitabha." ”

Hearing this Buddha name, Yin Fan remembered that someone had rescued him just now, so he hurriedly stood up straight, stood in front of the realm spirit, bowed and saluted, and said pleadingly: "Thank you for the rescue, if not, a few of us are afraid that we will fall into the flesh." ”

"Amitabha, good, good. In the past two days, Lao Gao has seen travelers from the east, south, west, and north, and he has also seen people coming from the ground. As the voice came, a figure gradually walked out of the temple. But I saw that it was a one-year-old monk, wearing a shabby robe full of patches, and a string of Buddha beads that were not stone or jade hung around his neck. His eyebrows and beard were all silver-white, his face was wrinkled, and his face was extremely kind. He glanced at Yin Fan, then at the realm spirit, and with a "huh", he looked at the two of them carefully again, with a look of surprise.

Yin Fan and the Realm Spirit both saw the changes in the old monk in front of them, their eyes were opposite, they didn't know why, and they were a little vigilant in their hearts.

The old monk slowly bowed, sang the Buddha's name, looked at Yin Fan and said, "The old man is in his arms, I don't know what the donor is called." ”

Yin Fan groaned slightly, thought of a fake name in his heart, and replied: "Back to the high monk, the boy Fanyi, because of some strange things, I came here inexplicably, and I hope the high monk will tell me, where is this place?"

The old monk smiled and said: "Little donor, this is Shiqiao Town, eighty miles southwest of Jimo City. ”

Yin Fan was taken aback and said suspiciously: "Jimo City!"

Yizhang Huaihai nodded.

Seeing him so surprised, the Realm Spirit couldn't help but ask, "What's wrong with Jimo City?"

Yin Fan glanced at the old monk, thinking that he was not a fraudster, and said to the Jieling: "This is the coastal city in the north of Zhongzhou, and it is also the only port city across the sea from Zezhou. After a pause, he was faintly excited, his eyes flickered, and he said, "We have come out of the mountain." ”

"Huh?" the realm spirit looked blank and asked naturally, "Is there any difference then?"

Yin Fan rolled his eyes strangely, and continued to explain to her, who was naturally cute. It's just that at this time, the moon is in the sky, obviously late at night, and he groaned slightly, and said to the monk in front of him: "Senior monk, it's getting late, can we rest in this temple for one night?"

"Where is the donor, how dare the old man occupy this wild temple in the mountains, you just rest. ”

"Thank you so much, the monks. ”

Yin Fan saluted the eccentric old monk and pulled the realm spirit towards the temple. The realm spirit seemed to be extremely afraid of this monk, buried his head, hugged Yin Fan's arm, leaned on him, entered the temple, and found a place to sit down and rest at random.

Seeing that the relationship between the two was getting better and better, and there was already a tendency to forget about himself, the little white horse was very dissatisfied, opened his mouth and snorted, followed in, and then in Yin Fan's dumbfounded gaze, his body suddenly turned into a white horse only the size of a fist, and he rubbed directly into the arms of the realm spirit, and when he closed his eyes, he didn't forget to neigh proudly.

Yin Fanqi said: "This guy still has this ability?"

The realm spirit nodded and said, "The little white horse was only this big when it was born, and although it grew up later, he was still able to change back to the size he was when he was born. ”

Yin Fan suddenly became interested and asked, "What kind of monster is this little white horse?"

The realm spirit was full of embarrassment, and said, "I don't know, when I am conscious, it is an egg, in my arms." ”

“......”

Yin Fan sighed helplessly, patted her head, and fell down, although he was sleeping, his eyes were half-closed and half-closed, and he used the skill of vigilance in Jiusang Mountain. Seeing that he was sleeping, the realm spirit also lay obediently beside him, like a little white horse, rubbed tightly against him, curled up, and closed his eyes.

Yizhang Huaihai stood at the door of the temple, looking at them through the shadows, and after a long time, he sighed, turned around, and looked at the night sky.

In the early autumn night, the bright moonlight is splashed, and in the poetic affection, several popular lines pierce the night sky, and the wind whins on the desolate plains. Yizhang Huaihai picked up the Buddha beads that hung around his neck and were composed of 1,080 non-jade and non-stone beads, and turned them.

"After all, I found it. ”