Splash Monkey, I will accompany you against the heavens!

"Oops... Shangxian Yangye still has injuries on his body, and there is poisonous snow and fierce beasts outside, he must not be able to resist," someone spoke to guide, and the rest of the people were shaken, helping to take care of Shui Wufeng's Lianshan Elder Zong was the first to answer: "Our high-ranking monks should guard the entrance of the cave together with Master Yang Ye, otherwise, when the immortal falls, let's not talk about going out to the Tianbing Tomb, I am afraid we will all die in this cave No way."

"The elders of the Lianshan sect are right. We have to go out, and we are waiting to die here..." Several casual cultivators who were above the middle stage of the Golden Core also joined the camp of the Lianshan sect. Can't help but walk out together.

It was snowing outside, and a figure was besieged by more than twenty wolf-shaped ferocious beasts, the most powerful of which was at the late stage of the Immortal Cultivator Golden Core. They were all sacrificed.

"Yangye Shangxian..." The elder Lianshanzong who came out first saw this situation and gasped in his heart...how could these beasts...have such a high rank...the cultivation base The weakest is also equivalent to the realm of magic, which is second only to Jindan.

With the help of seven or eight more people, Feng Yangye finally heaved a sigh of relief, but the sacrificed magic weapon still kept killing moves, and the spiritual power was extremely consumed...

As a result, these hungry wolves have not been completely eliminated...more terrifying beasts appeared in the snowstorm...especially the few falcon-like things hovering in the sky, the aura is from the late stage of Jindan.

The monks in the cave have already come out no matter whether they are injured or not, and while supporting the spiritual barrier to resist the wind and snow, they help attack the more and more fierce beasts around them.

Shui Wufeng was the last one to come out slowly, stood at the entrance of the cave and looked at Feng Xue with a calm expression, as if the poisonous snow that was getting bigger and bigger in front of him was just ordinary wind and snow, and the killings that those monks risked their lives were just children who had nothing to do with him. Beast fights in general...

A falcon that had been staring at the entrance of the cave for a long time looked at him who had almost no fluctuations in spiritual power, snarled, and swooped down for some reason.

Shui Wufeng looked up quietly, his eyes were about to arouse the devil in his bones, a blood-colored figure suddenly came out from the heavy snow and the fight, and hugged him before the falcon rushed to the ground.

"We should go..." The man's voice sounded beside his ears, a little hoarse, full of blood and coldness after killing.

The falcon flew into the air, and Chijiri watched as they got farther and farther away from the scene of the fight...

"Don't you care about those people?" He looked at Xianxiu's blood-stained face and asked with a smile.

Feng Yangye rolled his eyes: "There are so many people, and they are still divided into groups...Little apprentice, you can think clearly, if you always want to protect them, I will die here too. To save them, I will just I can't save you anymore... just get used to it slowly, your master, I'm a pious layman, I don't have so many leisurely intentions to help the world and save others, self-protection is the most important thing."

Shui Wufeng looked at the wound on his back that was scratched by the beast, and didn't speak any more. He raised his head and found that there were several beasts wounded by Feng Yangye trying to catch up behind him. He frowned and his gaze became sharp. Suddenly, a few ferocious beasts in the later stage of golden elixir suddenly shuddered as if they had discovered something terrifying, and stopped in confusion. They didn't know what happened, and turned their heads in pain. Fight with those around who took the opportunity to attack them.

The dantian throbbed, Shui Wufeng didn't make a sound, and slowly leaned his head on Yangye Shangxian, squinting at the world swaying in the wind and snow... Gradually fell into sleepiness.

......

"Cough cough..."

Shui Wufeng was disturbed by the sound of coughing, and when he opened his eyes, he saw the sky exposed under the cover of mountains and rocks. It was a clear sky with thousands of miles of stars shining after snow, and... a quiet face with downcast eyes infected by starlight.

Feng Yangye licked the short and fine black thorns from the wound eroded by the poisonous snow during the day. After heaved a sigh of relief, he looked up and saw his little apprentice looking at him coldly, "... How can you thank me for saving your life? Promise me with your body, worship me as your teacher, you have good bones, recognize me as your teacher, and I will guarantee that you will be able to reach the golden elixir before you are a thousand years old... Knowing that having a golden core is a fairy in the eyes of mortals, one is eligible to enter the Jiuxiao Heavenly Court, and can also stay in these great sects as an elder."

Shui Wufeng nodded coldly, he knew that Jindan was a fairy... but he was already the supreme fairy in the eyes of these Jindan immortals tens of thousands of years ago... Oh, no, it was a demon.

"Hey...Looking at your desireless appearance, are you frightened? Or do you want to practice Buddhism? Those Buddhist cultivations are the most boring...you should feel at ease and follow me to practice Taoism, otherwise you will meet in the future The flower girl I like, you are the one who will cry..." Feng Yangye said as he climbed to the side of Shui Wufeng, leaning against the rock without any image at all, and hugging Shui Wufeng in a bloody dress, his voice was more than just A lot more calm: "You can't light the fire, it will attract wild animals, so it won't be so cold, you can continue to sleep, don't be afraid... I can take you out."

Akajiri sniffed the faint scent of medicine under the smell of blood, and silently frightened away a few ferocious beasts that wanted to get close, before closing his eyes and recuperating...

The strong wind howled all night, and the next morning, when the sun rose, the wind became weaker.

Feng Yangye took his little apprentice out from the side of the sloping rock where he was hiding. He had already changed out of the bloody clothes and was dressed in plain brocade white clothes.

The two stepped on the sword against the strong wind and walked at low altitude. Along the way, they saw many festering corpses of beasts in the snow, and the blood was soaked into pieces. Looking down, it looks like a cruel and beautiful cinnabar ink scroll. It is conceivable that if Feng Yangye hadn't found a place to hide in time last night, the two of them might be part of this scroll at this time.

"It should be coming soon...Looking at the level of the beast, we are not far from the center of the Heavenly Soldiers Tomb..." Feng Yangye controlled the long sword, and soon saw the far place, tumbling black smoke.

The two of them didn't fly for too long before they saw the source of the smoke, which was a magma. It was like a wind eye nearby, and it was quiet and there was no wind at all.

"The crack should be under the magma." Feng Yangye stood on the rock next to the magma, turned his head and glanced at the young man next to him, with a teasing smile on his face: "I'm going to jump into the magma, are you afraid?"

Shui Wufeng glanced at him, with a smile on the corner of his mouth: "I'm afraid, what should I do?"

Yang Ye Shangxian raised his eyebrows lightly, and pulled Shui Wufeng into his arms, only a piece of white clothes was left in front of him, Chijiri felt the heat waves rolling around, and a voice sounded: "Aren't you afraid?"

The spiritual power clings to the bodies of the two, avoiding the burns, but they are still very hot. This feeling lasted for a long time, and Chijiri can clearly feel that the spiritual power of the person holding him is exhausted quickly...

Before the last trace of spiritual power dissipated, Feng Yangye felt a strong pull, and then fell into a bone-chilling cold. The spiritual power barrier protecting the two quickly dissipated without spiritual power output, and the body It seemed to be placed at a high altitude and began to fall. After ten seconds...

"thump......"

The two fell into a large pool, Shui Wufeng felt Feng Yangye pushed him, he didn't think much, but when he was about to swim away, he found something was wrong...Look at this celestial being in the water Struggling posture... Doesn't seem to be able to swim?

The devil swam back helplessly, pulled the man out of the pool, and threw him on the shore, mobilized his spiritual power to ignite balls of passive fire around him, and then looked at Yang Ye Shangxian who was gasping for breath in doubt, "As a Shangxian, you You haven't practiced holding your breath, have you?"

No matter how people in the golden core stage can hold their breath underwater for several hours, but in such a short period of time, Feng Yangye, as a master of the golden core, has fully demonstrated what it means to drown .

Shui Wufeng asked a question, but the man on the opposite side didn't intend to answer, he bowed his body and knelt on the ground, gasping for breath, his long wet hair was hanging down his face, he couldn't see his expression clearly, the devil frowned Leaning over, Feng Yangye stopped him with his hand, "Don't touch me..."

Chijiri sat next to him and didn't move any more, quietly waiting for Xianxiu, who was behaving abnormally, to slowly recover...