East China Sea dust

Chapter 108

Xuanlan is faster than Chilong.

In a flash, the monk who had been hiding in the thick fog swooped down and reached out to catch the falling boy.

Less than three feet away from the tumbling poisonous mist, Tong Ling landed in Xuanlan's arms and stopped firmly in mid-air.

Xuan Lan still had the calm look on his face, shaking his head gently as if pampering a naughty child, lightly raised the right hand of the deer demon, stared at the blood contract rune on his wrist, and praised: "Well done!" very good."

The monk did not deliberately lower his voice, Ao Dingbo's scalp tightened when he heard this sentence, he only felt that he might have caused a catastrophe, so he gritted his teeth and asked, "What do you mean by that?"

Xuan Lan smiled without saying a word, and slowly tightened the arms around the young man's back.Hold the back of Tong Ling's neck with one hand, so that he can just rest on his shoulders.

"The Dragon King of the South China Sea still doesn't understand?" Xuan Lan patted Tong Ling on the back like coaxing a doll: "Since the Dian Cang Yin can make this child have the same aura as the poor monk, why should he use his demon power to break open the big hole?" When forming an enchantment, can't the poor monk perceive one or two?"

Luckily, the monk stopped firmly in mid-air, calmly looked at the red dragon who was dodging the attack of the walking corpse in front of him calmly, and said in a warm voice:

"I was able to catch a turtle in the urn today... If I really want to count, there is some credit for his initiative."

Ao Dingbo couldn't calm down for a moment, he couldn't believe that there are people in this world who would rather risk their lives to do such a stupid thing that hurts the enemy one thousand and self-damage eight hundred, turned his head and roared: "Fart your mother!"

After saying these words of nonsense, the red dragon had already soared into the sky, and after circling several times, it dodged dozens of walking corpses rushing towards him.

Those walking corpses looked dull, with slanted eyes and mouths, and looked stupid, but they often swooped and besieged from very tricky angles.

Not only that, Ao Dingbo also found that as time goes by, the distance between him and Ao Zhan is getting farther and farther!

Seeing that Qinglong was forced to fight and retreat by the swarm of black corpses, every time he summoned the dragon flame to spit at the corpses, it was just a drop in the bucket.The guards of the flood dragons and monsters all around were already fighting with the walking corpses, and some of them were even bitten by their tails and gnawed until the white bones under the flesh were exposed.

Ao Dingbo gritted his teeth, the hatred for Xuanlan in his eyes was almost overflowing, he opened his mouth and spewed out raging fire, burning up the dozen or so black feather walking corpses that were pounced on him.

Finally having a moment to catch his breath, Chilong couldn't help wagging his tail and raising his head, screaming, and slapped Xuanlan several times on the elephant's trunk.

It was also at this time that Ao Dingbo realized that Tong Ling had woken up from the coma at some point, and was reaching out to climb up the monk's neck, burying half of his face into the other's neck, and he inadvertently showed a very strange expression. is attachment.

Xuan Lan hung in the sky leisurely, quietly watching the scuffle in front of him.

Different from the embarrassment of Ao Zhan and his party when they were besieged, he held the young man casually in his arms, which could almost be called leisurely.

Not long after, the deer demon, who had been nestling in the monk's arms, noticed the sound of fighting coming from the side.

He raised his head, and blinked a pair of big, round almond eyes a few times. After a while, the corners of his lips curled up, and a weird smile appeared on his face.

Tong Ling rubbed the tender antlers in front of Xuanlan's forehead against Xuanlan's neck, Xiaobai wrapped her arms around the other's shoulders, finally found the most comfortable position, then turned her head quickly, and vomited at Ao Dingbo with a smile Tongue, make a mouth--

"Fool."

After finishing speaking, he even showed off the unfaded Blood Pact rune on his wrist like a demonstration, and the pattern on it was flickering with dark red light that flickered on and off.

Ao Dingbo didn't miss the other party's provocation. Seeing Tong Ling huddled in Xuanlan's arms with a look of extreme dependence, he began to regret that he still thought too much of it, always thought that making a blood oath would be safe... But she didn't expect Tong Ling to be able to do such a thing, even she was willing to die.

Just as the situation was getting tense, a Qingyue dragon chant suddenly echoed in the valley!

The rift that Tong Ling opened before has not been completely closed, and Ao Zhan finally waited for the right time.

Hearing the long howl of the Canglong, the ensuing turbulent energy immediately overturned the surrounding black feather walking corpses, and the dragon's body shot straight into the sky like an arrow from the string, passing through the crack in an instant, heading towards the abyss of fire swiftly swam to the top of the peak.

Ao Dingbo raised his head, his eyes were stung by the white light shining from the zenith.

In the blink of an eye, that touch of green color disappeared from everyone's sight.

Seeing this, Xuanlan finally changed his expression, a shallow gully appeared between his brows, then tore off the string of Buddhist beads on his wrist, and catapulted them towards the cliff beside him, closing his eyes and chanting a few choruses with strange tones .The figure swayed several times, and finally disappeared in place like that!

At the same time, the pure black pupils on the mountain wall, which had been quiet before, suddenly became agitated, and the sound of rocks breaking overlapped, and countless fine broken stones and soil clods rolled down, and those seemingly flat stone surfaces suddenly cracked , like a paddy field that has been dry for a long time, the cracks spread rapidly in all directions.

Ao Dingbo originally wanted to follow Xuanlan into the Abyss of Lihuo, but now he was attracted by the movement on the side, and when he looked back, he was instantly disgusted: "...!!"

I saw that the whole mountain began to tremble with the changes on the mountain wall, and the monsters that had been hiding in the dark and spying finally revealed their full appearance in the bright daylight-human face, eight-legged, hunchback, dark yellow His withered skin was clinging to his bones, and there were even tattered rags hanging from his body. It was unknown how long he had been hiding in the mountain wall.

A strong decaying smell rushed towards his face, and Ao Dingbo couldn't help jumping back, trying to avoid the pungent smell.

As if being guided, the mummies flew towards Ao Dingbo in mid-air, one after another like fine raindrops, muffled muffled roars from their mouths, and for a while, it was like locusts crossing the border, covering the sun with clouds.

The red dragon swung its tail violently, smashed straight into the crowd of corpses, and roared.

In the blink of an eye, a ball of blazing fireworks burst out from the mass of black mummified corpses, and it exploded in the middle of the corpses with a gust of wind, making a deafening bang.

……

The blue dragon took off and was moving upstream at high speed.

The moment he passed through the crack just now, Ao Zhan felt the pungent and strong bloody smell at the bottom of the valley disappear, and the surrounding air suddenly cleared.

Zhang Qinglan was protected by Ao Zhan on the back of the dragon with his spiritual power. Now he was sitting on the horn of the dragon, and seeing the dense fog on the mountaintop piled up little by little, he couldn't help frowning.

Contrary to the noise outside the mountain guard formation, the peak known as "Abyss of Lihuo" was silent, not even the chirping of cicadas and birds that should be heard in ordinary mountains.

Wagging his tail to disperse the entangled milky white clouds, and with a flash of golden light, Ao Zhan returned to his human form, hugged the young man horizontally in his arms, and slowly approached the peak under the cover of thick fog.

Ao Zhan leaned close to the young man's ear and said: "Be careful in everything."

The two of them fell slowly from mid-air together, and Zhang Qinglan answered in a low voice when his feet landed on the solid green brick ground again.

Before the line of sight was completely blocked, the young man then pulled out three talisman papers and a green bamboo jade tube from the cage, and immediately ignited a ball of rootless fire on the tip of the copper coin sword. The barrel is split.

The flames and the clear spring in the bamboo covered the spell at the same time, and the pure spiritual energy shot out from the yellow paper instantly, surrounding the two of them, driving away the white mist nearby.

Until then, the whole picture of Lihuoyuan gradually appeared in front of the two of them bit by bit——

Different from the dry loess at the foot of the mountain, there is a large open space specially corrected above the rugged mountain peak, on which there are pieces of dry and flat bluestone.

As far as the eye can see, the boundary of this open space cannot be seen, and looking into the distance, it is completely covered by white mist again.

The only eye-catching thing is the three-story white jade round platform surrounded by bluestone railings on the open ground.On the ten-foot-high platform, the steps go up layer by layer, and the jade platform stands upright, half hidden in the misty clouds.

Each piece of transparent jade is engraved with intricate and fine patterns, with weird runes intertwined and intertwined, and a thin layer of halo is constantly flowing on the surface.

The moment the two of them finally saw what was in front of them clearly, an invisible spiritual power poured down like a mountain collapse, and a huge buzzing sound came from their ears immediately!

With the loud bang, 28 golden nanmu trees rose slowly from the originally flat and open platform, surrounded by giant trees.

The gilded gold and jade inlaid on the thick wooden pillars are dazzling.What is even more eye-catching is a bronze stove surrounded by pillars and displayed in it.

...is an altar.

Zhang Qinglan involuntarily took half a step back, staring straight at the stove on the altar, her face suddenly pale.

As the altar appeared, a light and peaceful fragrance diffused in the air.

The moment he smelled the familiar fragrance, Ao Zhan was shocked, and subconsciously glanced at the young man beside him, his eyes were mixed with some indescribable weirdness.

Zhang Qinglan didn't notice the change in Ao Zhan's expression at this time, he was staring at the altar in a daze, his hands hanging by his side were clenched into fists, and he almost couldn't help but take a few steps forward.

But the moment he took a step, Ao Zhan grabbed him, pulled him back lightly, and asked solemnly, "Where are you going?"

Hearing Ao Zhan's voice, Zhang Qinglan recovered from the appearance of losing her soul just now, subconsciously bit her lower lip a few times: "I..."

At this moment, a gust of wind suddenly blew, interrupting the young man's incomplete sentence for a long time.

A looming black mist quietly appeared beside the two of them like this, before the young man woke up from his previous daze, the black mist quickly swept towards him!

The woman's strange voice came from far to near: "Alan, my sister treats you well...Is this how you repay me?"