My Legend Still Exists in the Cultivation World

Qin Yan withdrew his sword and directly took Moxiu's body into Xumijie.

His act of killing people at the slightest disagreement shattered the false peace and made many people change their colors. The demon cultivators couldn't help but take a step forward, as if they wanted to do something to him.

The other orthodox monks also came to their senses, rushing up like chicken blood. Seeing that the battle was about to break out, someone said: "Aren't you going in? The dragon gate is about to close."

Jing Yue pulled Qin Yanzhi past him, and flew into the dragon gate.

Only then did everyone wake up, they came here for the Dragon Tomb, if they want to fight, just go in and fight!

So they stared at each other, fierce sparks burst out in the air, both sides snorted coldly at the same time, and jumped into the dragon gate one after another.

But as soon as they entered Longmen, none of them had time to fight.

Because there is an abyss below them, but the ice is melting rapidly under their feet.

There are ice cubes floating everywhere in mid-air, and each piece of ice is no more than half a foot wide. Once people step on it, it will melt in less than three breaths.

What's even more shocking is that in this space, their floating skills were suppressed, and they couldn't use them at all.

Cultivators with water spiritual roots tried to make ice by themselves, but the ice cubes they created turned into water in an instant. The same is true for other five-element techniques, whether it is stone making, wood making, etc., once formed, it will disintegrate in an instant.

In this way, everyone can only keep jumping and choosing a new foothold. During the period, there are occasional frictions, but they can't make a back and forth and stagger each other.

Everyone became more and more frightened. They all felt that the ice was melting faster and faster. It took three breaths just now, but now there are only two breaths left. No one knows what is under the abyss, they can only feel a burst of extreme cold The cold air, if you accidentally drop it, there is no guarantee that you will be completely wiped out.

But if this continues, it will be a matter of time before he falls into the abyss.

"call out--"

There was a sudden sound of piercing in all directions, and a young man had just stepped on an ice floe when he heard someone behind him yelling: "Huaifeng, be careful!"

The young man suddenly raised his heart, turned sideways to avoid it, a sharp breath brushed past his cheek, and before he could breathe a sigh of relief, there was nothing under his feet.

Tremendous fear swept over, and the young man's mind went blank. Suddenly, his arm was caught, his whole body lightened, and he stood back on a piece of ice again.

The person who rescued him was his brother Lin Huaiyu. The two were almost identical in life and had always been connected with each other. When one was in danger, the other naturally felt it.

The brothers of the Lin family are all from a small sect in Yudong, but they have been extremely talented since childhood, and their luck is also strong. This time, isn't it lucky to get two dragon stones?

Lin Huaifeng narrowly escaped death, and was about to thank his brother when he heard him say, "Jump!"

It turned out that the ice cubes under his feet had almost melted, Lin Huaifeng was shocked, and quickly jumped onto another ice floe.

At this time, he noticed that there was sword energy coming from the sky from time to time. The sword energy was not caused by someone, but it was born out of thin air!

The ice cubes that will disappear at any time, the chaotic sword energy...

This place is getting more and more dangerous, but Lin Huaifeng always feels that it is more than that.

Sure enough, the next moment, a gust of wind suddenly rose in the abyss, blowing upwards, almost blowing him off the ice floe. Fortunately, Lin Huaifeng was on guard and managed to stand firm.

At this time, he heard a scream behind him, which made his scalp tingle. After following the sound, Lin Huaifeng suddenly widened his eyes.

He saw with his own eyes that the legendary Patriarch Jing of the Dali Cold Cloud Sect was swept into the abyss by this huge wind!Before his consciousness could fully accept this scene, he watched Qin Yanzhi, the first master of swordsmanship in the world of cultivation, also jump off with Patriarch Jing!

Lin Huaifeng almost doubted his own eyes. He was also stunned on the spot like many monks. Although they were all prepared for the danger of the Dragon Tomb, no one expected that the protagonists of the first tragedy were these two people?

Some people even felt remorse. The scene of Jing Yue falling into the abyss caused a great psychological shadow on them.

Lin Huaifeng was the one who regretted it. He was suddenly worried, could he and his brother get out of here?The Dragon Tomb was more terrifying than he had imagined.

However, at this time, he heard a sound transmission, a look of astonishment flashed in his eyes, and then turned into a hidden smile.

At the bottom of the endless abyss, Jing Yue, who was considered tragic, just sat in a field of flowers, surrounded by hundreds of flowers, full of spiritual energy everywhere.

Lan Feng struggled to get out of his arms, and said weakly: "Jingjing, you should imprison Chichi, it stinks here."

Jing Yue: "..."

Lan Feng: "Jiji is dizzy, Jiji wants to vomit."

After all, there was a real retch, an unsteady roll from Jing Yue's body, laying on the grass, spitting out a puddle of mysterious liquid.

Jing Yue: "..."

He knew that Lanfeng hated dragons, but he didn't expect to hate them so thoroughly.

The dragon tomb they are in is actually the skeleton of an ancient war dragon, which is very large, and later evolved into a cemetery for the dragon clan.

Unlike the human race, the dragon clan still needs to wait for the dragon tomb to be opened, and they can only enter this place with the dragon stone as a token. Once they are on the verge of falling, they will rush to the hinterland of the dragon tomb in advance, quietly waiting for death to come.

Therefore, the breath of the dragon clan in the dragon tomb is very strong, so Jiji can't stand it.

He hurriedly helped Lanfeng up, carefully put it into the Sumeru ring, and heard Qin Yan ask: "Why did you scream just now?"

Qin Yanzhi knew that Jing Yue had visited the Dragon Tomb ten thousand years ago, and he had also heard that the so-called abyss was not scary at all, as long as he fell down, he would find a hole in the sky. What everyone thought was a dead end was actually the only way to survive.

But this hundred gardens will only last for an hour, and after an hour, this place will turn into a sea of ​​swords and become a real place of death.

This also means that people on the ice floe have only one hour to escape, and they can only stay here for one hour.

Even so, he still felt creepy when he heard Jing Yue's screams just now.

Jing Yue smiled, "Didn't there be a demon cultivator sneaking up on me, so I frightened them so that they wouldn't dare to come down."

Qin Yanzhi: "..."

Jing Yue: "I've already passed on the sound transmission to my fellow disciples. If they act out of their minds, they will be able to eliminate all the demon cultivators without a single soldier, and avoid casualties."

He pointed to his side again, "We can't go out now, so we might as well rest for a while and wait for our righteous friends."

Qin Yan smiled, lifted her robe and sat down.

While the two were talking, the actors on the ice floe were performing.

Lin Huaifeng was fighting with a demon cultivator, the two of them hated each other on the stone platform, and now they wanted to go to the same ice floe again.

The demon cultivator was anxious and rushed forward. He had to be one step faster than Lin Huaifeng. Obviously, Lin Huaifeng could not back down.

When Moxiu jumped halfway, he twisted suddenly, twisted his entire upper body strangely like a snake, and hit Lin Huaifeng. Because he made a hasty move, he didn't expect to hit the opponent hard, he just hoped to block it a little.

In fact, Lin Huaifeng turned his body slightly to avoid the palm wind.

Moxiu cursed secretly, and was about to use his inertia to pounce on the ice floe, but Lin Huaifeng paused suspiciously, then fell into the abyss, and at the same time let out an exaggerated scream.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh"

Moxiu: "..."

Didn't he miss it?Did he hit it or not?

At this moment, Moxiu doubted his memory.

More and more orthodox monks fell into the abyss, some were distracted, and some were even more exaggerated than Lin Huaifeng.

The demon cultivators felt scared at first, but gradually began to feel that something was wrong. Did the righteous monks think they were mentally retarded?So, a demon cultivator with long hair, half black and half purple, jumped down on purpose.

Although he suspected that jumping into the abyss was the right decision, he was still nervous, and the feeling of falling almost pulled his soul away.

But suddenly, he seemed to fall into a ball of cotton, soft.

Afterwards, the abundant spiritual energy nourished him, and he realized that he could perform the levitation technique, so he quickly stabilized his body and looked down.

In the eyes, it is a closed hundred garden, the garden is full of red flowers and fire, and the nose is full of fragrance.

At this time, many monks were sitting or standing in the hundred gardens, some of them were cultivating with their legs crossed, while others were looking up at the sky.

"Not good! There is a magic cultivator down!"

As soon as the words fell, Moxiu felt all kinds of Taoism attacking him. In desperation, he hurriedly urged his magic weapon to escape crazily, only to barely escape the fate of rushing to the street in an instant.

But there are so many orthodox monks here, and he is only one, how long can he hide?

Moxiu was desperate in his heart. Suddenly, he saw another Moxiu appearing, then the second, and the third...

"Brothers! Help me!!!"

The new demon cultivator was startled suddenly, only to realize that the situation was critical, and he had to hold a group to resist.

In this way, the righteous and the devil fought fiercely, but they didn't notice that the flowers in the garden were quietly withering, and the petals sank into the soil one by one, and the ground turned scarlet like blood.

Jing Yue, who had never made a move, knew that Bai Hua Yuan would change, so he hurriedly said, "Run!"

He had just started when a red flower in the center dropped its last petal, revealing its naked stamen, and a scarlet long sword grew out of the stamen, and the light of the sword shot straight to the sky!

"what--"

Someone was accidentally cut, and an arm fell off. The others were terrified and scattered in a hurry.

In the chaos, Lin Huaifeng saw Jing Yue and Qin Yanzhi running towards the side of Baihuayuan at high speed. Although the road ahead was still closed and there was no way out, he believed in this ancestor and hurriedly dragged his brother to follow.

When more and more safflowers turned into sword shadows, spreading from the center to the surroundings, the sword light shot out, turning the entire hundred gardens into a blood red.

The cultivators finally realized that they had to follow Jing Yue, they no longer cared about their private fights, and chased after him in a swarm.

When they came to the border of Hundred Gardens, they found a gap in the originally sealed area. Seeing the figures of Jing Yue and Qin Yanzhi disappearing into the gap, they rushed in without thinking.

Unexpectedly, there was nothing under their feet, and the feeling of weightlessness came again, and they were once again deprived of the ability to float in the air.

No, it's not just the ability to float, even the spiritual power in the body can't be used.

Lin Huaifeng's heart was about to jump out, and he kept cursing inwardly. Suddenly, he heard someone say: "Steady your body, step on the stone pier, and don't fall into the water!"

Lin Huaifeng instinctively followed suit. Even if the cultivator has no spiritual power, his fist and kick skills are good. He stepped on a stone pier smoothly.

The stone pier was neither wide nor narrow, about one foot wide, and it did not melt like floating ice, but Lin Huaifeng's hairs were still standing on end, and his heart was chilling.

Because there is a clear water surface under the stone pier, and the water is densely packed with people's faces upside down. At this moment, the eyeballs all moved to the position where he was standing!