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Before the words were finished, a gust of wind hit the door directly.

Ao Zhan's eyes sharpened, and he immediately took Ao Dingbo's shoulders and stepped back quickly. At the same time, he reached out to wrap his arms around the waist of the young man beside him, hugging him in his arms, and quickly dodged the wind blade that was wrapped in a strong smell of blood.

Seeing this, the accompanying Flood Demon guards flashed around, showing their weapons and blocking in front of them.Look around vigilantly, beware of that weird wind attacking again.

The group of people retreated slowly from the edge of the cliff, and stopped until there were no more bones on the ground.

Zhang Qinglan regained consciousness from Ao Zhan's arms, took off the copper coin sword on his waist, put two fingers together to wipe a line of blood on the blade, and then slashed outward with the sword - the sword was fastened with a red rope The copper coins trembled, and after the collision, there was a crisp sound of gold and stone hitting each other.

I saw a flash of light golden light flashing from the tip of the sword, and carved a deep and long scratch on the grass three feet away in front of me. After a while, the scratch burst out several beams of dazzling white light, which would kill the incoming enemies one after another. The strong wind is sheltered from the outside.

Zhang Qinglan withdrew the copper coin sword with his backhand, and took out twelve light brown talisman papers from the cage behind him, sandwiched them between his fingertips, closed his eyes and said a few incantations lightly, then raised his hand and sprinkled them.

The patterns drawn with black dog's blood on the twelve talismans suddenly shone brightly, trembling and flying into the air as if being pulled by invisible silk threads, spinning around in a circle at high speed.

Only then did everyone vaguely see the colorless barrier that shrouded the single peak.

The mountain protection formation is like a half-upside down transparent light ball, with a hidden brilliance flowing on it, covering it with the purple poisonous mist rushing from the bottom of the deep stream.

Not only that, but on the surface of the enchantment, there will be red light like cracks appearing every now and then, as if the waves are rolling.Every time that gap appears, ten or eight wind blades will strike at everyone.

In Ao Zhan's palm, a faint blue firework condensed and poured towards the twelve talismans above his head, instantly expanding the barrier that isolated the wind blade by a lot.

Standing in the middle of the crowd, Ao Dingbo put down the cloth bag on his shoulders and untied the layers of black cloth wrapped around Tong Ling's body.Then twisted out a ball of blazing aura at the fingertips, and then tapped the young man's eyebrows to let all the aura sink into it.

Not long after, the white deer that was lying on the ground turned into a human form, and opened its eyes with trembling eyelashes.

Tong Ling propped herself up on the ground and sat up, blinking her eyes in a daze, until she smelled the traces of blood floating in the air, and then her face suddenly changed.

Ao Dingbo bent down and leaned in front of the boy, stretched out his hand and patted the other side's face indiscriminately a few times: "Wake up, it's your turn."

Tong Ling came back to her senses, her black face grabbed the palms that were scrambling on her cheeks, her breasts were pinched by the man, she had no choice but to pouted and mumbled, "Let me go."

Ao Dingbo let go, and pinched the back of Tong Ling's neck instead, lifting the child up to stand up straight.

Zhang Qinglan on the other side was originally blocked by Ao Zhan, but after hearing the movement, she poked out half of her face, and raised her eyebrows in surprise when she saw the familiar appearance of Ao Dingbo and Lu Yao.

Without noticing the gaze of others, Tong Ling opened the other's arm with a wave, painfully rubbed the back of his neck that was pinched by him, and glared at Ao Dingbo: "Don't rush."

Tong Ling had just woken up from a coma, and now she was standing upright on the soft ground, her knees were involuntarily weak.

At this time, it was already half a step away from Huozhiyuan, Ao Dingbo stood behind Tong Ling with his arms folded, his eyes were always glued to Lu Yao's body, and he was on guard against his sudden betrayal when something happened.

The two had made a blood contract before, and now the blood contract has turned into two complicated patterns, which fall on the Neiguan point on their right wrists respectively, and emit dark lights that flicker on and off with Tong Ling's luck.

Under the watchful eyes of several people, Tong Ling stepped forward, and quickly raised her foot to step over the deep mark Zhang Qinglan made with the copper coin sword, and went beyond the barrier.

Seeing this, Ao Dingbo frowned.

In an instant, the boy's clothes, which were dangling steadily by his side, turned up and down, and the whistling mountain wind brought a disgusting smell of blood, and toppled his long hair that was draped over his shoulders.Make the snow-white robe rattle.

Standing alone on the edge of the cliff, the young man clasped his hands on his chest, half closed his eyes, opened his red lips lightly, and whispered a series of long chants with strange tones.

As the mantra recited by Tong Ling came to an end, to everyone's surprise, the wind blade that had been slamming all the time seemed to be bound by an invisible force and gradually dissipated in the air.

The cliff behind him trembled slightly, and a lot of gravel rolled down and hit the grass, leaving shallow pits.

Tong Ling straightly raised his right hand, pinched a finger, and an inch-long double-petal lotus seal flew out from his fingertips, shot straight towards the barrier in the distance, and finally disappeared in mid-air.

I saw that the thick clouds and mist that had been lingering on the top of Dufeng Peak were also receding and dissipating in the bright daylight.The transparent light curtain that was originally used as a protective formation suddenly split a small hole at the nearest place to everyone.

Tong Ling turned around and went back, looked at the three people standing side by side behind her and said calmly: "My monster power is limited, and the crack I opened can only last for a stick of incense."

Zhang Qinglan waved her hands back to take back the twelve talismans on the zenith, and after withdrawing from the barrier, Ao Zhan grabbed her hands and came forward to the edge of the cliff together.

Looking down at the poisonous mist under the abyss and the cracks hundreds of feet away, Ao Zhan ordered the more than twenty dragon monsters around him to transform into their original forms, and said in a low voice: "After entering the abyss of fire, don't make any noise. Proceed with caution."

As soon as the words fell, the dragon monsters clasped their hands together and nodded in agreement.

Ao Dingbo glanced at the two people beside him who were clasping their hands without leaving any trace, couldn't help pursing his mouth, and quickly shifted his gaze to the other side, and it was at this time that he saw Tong Ling's pale face.

"Hey," Ao Dingbo reached out and rubbed the top of the boy's hair: "It's just a crack, isn't it?"

"Don't worry about it." Tong Ling endured the sweetness in her throat, lit up the blood contract pattern on her wrist, stared straight at the man and said, "I've done what I promised you."

"What should I do after entering the abyss of fire, I don't think I need to say more, right?"

There was a strange hoarse texture in the boy's voice, and his eyes were covered by the messy hair on his forehead when he spoke, but what couldn't be stopped was the deep malice buried in his eyes.

Ao Dingbo was taken aback when he heard the words, and withdrew his left hand that was on the top of the boy's hair: "..." Tong Ling didn't get a response, his eyes darkened slightly, but he didn't say anything more.

Suddenly, I felt a strong wind blowing by my side, kicking up a piece of yellow sand.

Tong Ling's eyes blurred, and when he came back to his senses, Ao Dingbo, who had been transformed into a dragon body, picked up the clothes at the back of his neck, turned his head and threw it on the dragon's back.

"Don't worry," Chilong's hoarse and deep voice drifted among the valleys: "I will definitely be able to help you get the head of that demon girl."

Seeing Ao Dingbo soaring up behind the blue dragon in front, the young man lay on the dragon's back and felt the cold wind blowing from all directions made his cheeks hurt.

……

A group of people flew towards the crack hanging in mid-air, Canglong Yukong was at the forefront, and behind them were several flood monsters.

There was a thick, sticky, poisonous mist underneath. Zhang Qinglan hugged the dark blue dragon horn and looked forward, only to find that there was nothing but the sound of hunting wind in his ears, and the surrounding was terribly silent.

Seeing that he was about to reach the entrance opened by Tong Ling with the demon power tainted with Xuanlan's aura, Zhang Qinglan couldn't help but frown, feeling that everything was going too smoothly.

The Canglong below seemed to have noticed that the arms hugging his dragon horns were gradually tightening. With a flick of the dragon's tail, it added a light blue barrier around Zhang Qinglan's body, and said in a deep voice, "Don't be afraid."

Looking at the enchantment beside her, Zhang Qinglan's lips curved slightly, but the sense of unrest in her heart did not dissipate because of this, but became more intense.

Just when he was about to say something to Ao Zhan, Ao Dingbo suddenly shouted in his ear: "Be careful!"

Immediately afterwards, the red dragon who was galloping towards the crack turned around instantly, and slammed into Ao Zhan who was parallel beside him!

The crowd had already flown halfway up the mountain, just a short distance away from the crack, but now Ao Dingbo's collision caused the whole team to be in a mess instantly.

Canglong stabilized his figure and took a closer look, only to realize that the place where he was originally was actually a series of black shadows passing by!

The black shadows were as dense as mosquitoes and flies, coming from nowhere, silently.One of the flood dragons was unable to dodge in time to be hit by the black shadow, and turned into a bone in the blink of an eye, crashing down towards the deep ravine below.

Zhang Qinglan was puzzled: "What is that?"

The young man lying on Chilong's body turned pale at this moment: "It's Heiyu's walking corpse!"

Ao Dingbo almost felt nauseous looking at the overwhelming things, the whole dragon hovered in mid-air and couldn't help shaking back and forth, cursing angrily: "I knew that bald donkey is not so easy to deal with."

"Heiyu walking corpses like to eat raw flesh and blood, and wherever they go, they are like locusts passing through without leaving a blade of grass." Tong Ling forced himself to calm down: "Don't let them get entangled, or you will end up like that dragon just now .”

Ao Dingbo spit out a cloud of dragon flames, burned several walking corpses into coke, and cursed angrily: "This bald donkey is really a fucking thing."

Ao Zhan dodged the black walking corpse flying towards him several times, spit out blue fireworks, and then commanded the dragon monster beside him to change formation: "Retreat!"

Just as everyone was wrestling with the black feather walking corpse, they only heard a few loud noises suddenly coming from the nearby mountain wall!

Looking up, I found that the crimson and dark colors spread on the mountain wall seem to be alive at this time, and they are constantly moving--pairs of all black eyes without white eyes are opened one after another, and the eyeballs are rolling. Gougou stared at the real dragon hovering in front of him.

Ao Dingbo took the time to glance at the mountain wall, his scalp became numb, and he couldn't help cursing: "What the hell is this?!"

Before he finished speaking, he heard the sound of Buddha chanting from the top of the opposite mountain, and then a gentle voice sounded: "All benefactors have come from afar, and the poor monk has been waiting for a long time."

"Oh!" Tong Ling's face turned pale when she heard this, and she immediately cried out in pain, the spot on the side of her neck became hot and red.

The boy quickly rolled his eyes and passed out. His hands could no longer hold the dragon scales, and he fell straight from the dragon's back.