Chapter 139:

Qin Yanzhi withdrew the sword and directly infused the demon corpse into Xu Mijie.
His disinclined killing action broke the false peace and made many people discolored. The magicians couldn't help but move forward and seemed to want to do something to him.
The other monks of the right path also reacted, each rushing up like a chicken, seeing the outbreak of the war, but they heard someone say, "Aren't you going in? The dragon gate is closing soon."
Jing Yue pulled over Qin Yanzhi and leapt into the dragon gate.
The crowd was sober. They came for the tomb of the dragon.
So they glared at each other, a fierce spark fired in the air, and both sides snorted at the same time, jumping into the dragon gate one after another.
But as soon as they entered Longmen, none of them had time to fight.
Because under them is the abyss, but beneath them is the melting ice.
There are ice cubes floating in mid-air, and each piece of ice is no more than half a foot wide. Once a person steps on it, the ice cubes will all melt if they don't have three breaths.
What is even more alarming is that in this space, their floating technique is suppressed, and it is impossible to make it out at all.
The monk with the water spirit root tried to make ice by himself, but the ice cubes that can be made turned into water instantly. The same is true of the other five elements. Whether it is stone or wood, etc., it will disintegrate as soon as it takes shape.
In this way, everyone can only continue to jump and choose a new foothold. There are occasional frictions, but they can't make a back and forth and stagger each other.
Everyone was more and more frightened, they all felt that the speed of ice melting was getting faster and faster, just three breaths left, and now there are only two breaths left. No one knows what is under the abyss, but can only feel a cold. If the coldness of the air is accidentally dropped, it will be difficult to guarantee whether it will be destroyed.
But if it continues like this, it will be sooner or later to fall off the abyss.
"call out--"
A sound of breaking air suddenly sounded around the Quartet. As soon as a young man stepped on an ice floe, someone behind him shouted, "Be careful!"
The young man suddenly lifted his heart, avoiding sideways, and rubbed his cheek with a sharp edge, before he could breathe a sigh of relief, but his feet were empty.
Huge fears swept through, and the youth's mind was blank. Suddenly, his arm was grabbed, his whole body was light, and he stood back on a piece of ice again.
The person who saved him was his compatriot, Lin Huaiyu, who lived almost exactly the same. They had always been in the same spirit, one was in distress, and the other was naturally feeling.
The brothers of the Lin family are all from a small martial art in Yudong, but from a young age, they have very high talents and strong luck. This time, don't they get two dragon jewels for luck?
Lin Huaifeng escaped from the dead and was just wanting to thank his elder brother, so he listened to him and said, "Hop up!"
It turned out that the ice cubes under his feet had almost melted away, Lin Huaifeng's heart slumped and quickly jumped onto another ice floe.
At this time, he noticed that the sword air shot from time to time. The sword air did not arise from someone, but was born out of nothing!
Ice cubes that will disappear at any time, and the chaos of swords ...
This place is becoming more and more dangerous, but Lin Huaifeng always feels more than that.
Sure enough, the next moment, a fierce wind blew up from the abyss, blowing up, almost blowing him off the ice floe. Fortunately, Lin Huaifeng had already taken precautions, and he stood firm.
At this moment, he heard a scream of screaming behind him, which made his scalp numb. Looking at the sound, Lin Huaifeng's eyes widened sharply.
He saw with his own eyes the ancestor Jing Yunzong of the legendary Han Yunzong, who was engulfed by this great wind! Before waiting for his consciousness to fully accept the scene, he watched Qin Yanzhi, the first genius of the famous Kendo Kendo, and jumped along with his ancestor Jing!
Lin Huaifeng was almost skeptical of his eyes. He and many monks were just as stingy on the spot. Although they were all prepared for the dangerous tomb of the dragon, no one expected that the protagonist of the first tragedy would be these two.
Some people even had remorse. The scene of Jing Yue's fall into the abyss caused them a great psychological shadow.
Lin Huaifeng was the one who regretted it. He was suddenly worried, could he and his brother get out of here? The tomb of the dragon is more terrifying than he thought.
However, at this time, he heard a voice, a flash of consternation in his eyes, and then turned into a hidden smile.
At the bottom of the endless abyss, Jing Yue, who was considered to have been tragedy, was sitting in a short bush of flowers, surrounded by flowers, full of aura.
Lan Feng struggled out of his arms and weakly said, "Jingjing, you are imprisoned, it smells bad here."
Jing Yue: "..."
Lan Feng: "I feel dizzy and I want to vomit."
After all, she really retched, an instability rolled down from Jing Yue, lay on the grass, and spit out a little mysterious liquid.
Jing Yue: "..."
He knew that Lan Feng hated the dragon, but did not expect to hate it so thoroughly.
The dragon tombs they live in are actually the bones of ancient war dragons, which are very large, and later evolved into dragon cemeteries.
Unlike the human race, the dragons need to wait for the dragon tomb to open, and use dragon daggers as tokens to enter this place. Once they are on the verge of falling, they will rush to the hinterland of the dragon tomb in advance and quietly wait for death.
Therefore, the breath of the dragons in the tomb of the dragon is so strong that they can't stand it.
He quickly lifted Lan Feng, carefully placed it in Xumi's ring, and listened to Qin Yan's branch, "Why did you just scream?"
Qin Yanzhi knew that Jing Yue had come to the Dragon Tomb ten thousand years ago, and heard the other party say that the so-called abyss is not terrible at all. As long as he fell down, he would find that there are no other caves. The way of death that everyone thought was actually the only way to live.
But this one hundred garden will only last for one hour. After one hour, the place will become a sea of ​​swords and become a real dead place.
This also means that the people on the ice have only one hour to escape, and they can only stay here for one hour.
Nevertheless, just now he heard Jing Yue's screams, and still felt embarrassing.
Jing Yue smiled, "Isn't Mo Xiu attacking me, I bluffed them so that they didn't dare to come down."
Qin Yanzhi: "..."
Jing Yue: "I have heard that the right way and the same door, if they play well, they can solve the magic repair without spending a single soldier, and avoid injuries."
He pointed to him again, "Now we can't go out, just rest for a while, and wait for the right way friends."
Qin Yanzhi smiled and sat down.
While the two were talking, the actors on the ice floe were performing.
Lin Huaifeng was fighting with a demon, and the two looked disgusted on the stone platform, and now they wanted to move to the same ice.
The Mo Xiu was in a hurry and accelerated his charge. He had to be one step faster than Lin Huaifeng. Obviously, Lin Huaifeng could not give in.
When Moxiu leapt to half, he twisted suddenly, twisted the whole upper body like a snake strangely. It was a blow to Lin Huaifeng. Because he hurriedly did not expect to weight the other side, he just hoped that he could slightly hinder him.
In fact, Lin Huaifeng's body was slightly sideways, and she really avoided the palm wind.
Moxiu cursed, trying to slam on the floating ice by inertia, but saw Lin Huaifeng pause suspiciously, then fell to the abyss, and at the same time issued a scream of exaggeration.
"Ah-ahh-ah oh ---"
Magic repair: "..."
Didn't he miss? Did he miss it?
At this moment, Mo Xiu doubted his memory.
More and more monks of the right path are falling into the abyss. Some people are very attentive, and some are even more exaggerated than Lin Huaifeng.
The monks felt scared at first, but gradually began to feel wrong. Are monks in the right path mentally disabled? So a long-haired, half-black, half-purple Devil repaired himself, hopping on purpose.
Although he suspected that jumping from the abyss was the right decision, he was still nervous, and the sense of falling almost pulled his soul away.
Suddenly, he seemed to fall into a ball of cotton, soft.
After that, the full aura nourished him. He was shocked that he could perform the levitation technique, and quickly stabilized his body and looked down.
In the eyes, it is a closed garden with hundreds of flowers in full bloom and strong fragrance.
At this time, there were many monks sitting or standing in the Baihua Garden. Some people were practicing with crossed knees, while others looked up at the sky.
"No! Someone repaired it!"
As soon as the words came down, Mo Xiu felt that various Taoism was attacking him. In anxiety, he was busy urging his guardian magic weapon to flee wildly, so that he was able to escape the fate of hitting the street in an instant.
But there are so many righteous monks here. He has only one person, and how long can he hide?
Moxiu was desperate inside. Suddenly, he saw another monk appeared, and then the second and third ...
"Brothers! Save me !!!"
The newly arrived Moxiu was shocked, only to find that the situation was critical and had to hold the group to resist.
In this way, Zheng Mo and his two melees fought fiercely, but did not notice that the flowers in the garden quietly fell, and petals fell into the soil, and the land became a scarlet blood.
Jing Yue, who has never shot, knows that the Hundred Gardens will change and is busy: "Run!"
He had just left, and a red flower in the center dropped the last petal, revealing a naked flower stamen. In the stamen, a red-red long sword grew, and the sword light went straight into the sky!
"what--"
Some people accidentally slashed, one arm fell off, others were terrified and hurried away.
In the chaos, Lin Huaifeng saw Jing Yue and Qin Yanzhi rushing towards the side of Baihua Garden. Although the road was still closed and no way out, he believed the ancestor and hurriedly followed his brother.
When more and more red flowers turned into sword shadows, spreading from the center to the surrounding area, Jianguang Road radiated radiantly, reflecting the whole hundred gardens with a blood red.
The monks finally realized that they had to follow Jing Yue, and no longer wanted to fight privately, chasing after them in a hurry.
When they arrived at the border of Baihua Garden, they found that the originally closed place did not know when to crack a gap. When they saw the figures of Jing Yue and Qin Yanzhi entering the gap, they rushed in without thinking.
No one knew what to do, their weightlessness came again, and they were once again deprived of their ability to float.
No, it's not just the floating ability, even the spiritual power in the body cannot be used.
Lin Huaifeng's heart was almost popping out, and he kept cursing secretly. Suddenly, he heard someone say, "Stabilize your body, step on the stone pier, don't fall into the water!"
Lin Huaifeng did it instinctively. Even if the practitioner had no spiritual power, his fists and kung fu were good. He stepped on a stone pier smoothly.
The stone pier is not wide or narrow, it is about a foot wide, and it does not melt like ice floes, but Lin Huaifeng still has his hairs upright and his heart is cold.
Under the stone pier is the clear water, the water is densely packed, all the faces on the back, at this moment, the eyes are moved to the position where he stands!