Chapter 67 Ice Migo

He looked at the little Sami wood and pouted at the monster, meaning, little monk, do you know the origin of this monster? Wood shook his head with both hands, indicating that he knew nothing.

At this time, the voice of the great inscription master Jing Se sounded on the huge rock above Yun Zheng's head, "Ice mirage? It seems that it is not far from the river of death. This thing can often haunt the river of death, and at least it should have fifth-order strength. Everyone should be careful. It's blazing. You'd better come behind the stone shield to avoid the end of Commander Fu.

The fire carefully controlled the red glazed lion standing on the hanging icicle and smiled, "Jing girl, it seems that you have made a lot of preparations in advance to seize such a thing. Although the ice-level monster is a fighting monster, there is a certain high-level monster to wake up. Your stone shield has not been seen for long.

Jing Se sneered, "Then try it and see who will hold on for a long time."

Ying Se's words shocked Yun Zheng. Although the memory of the origin of the ice mirage is blank, the notoriety of the river of death is deeply imprinted. From the memory of Yunzheng's integration in Yunjia Village, Yunzheng has a complex and strange impression of this, which is a memory that has been deeply planted in his mind since childhood and later demonized.

In the memory of the river of death, it is full of mystery and fear. There are many kinds of creatures in Tianwu world, all over the sky and earth. Legend has it that in the deep underground, there is a hot lava river, and around the molten river, it is full of places like purgatory. In this extremely harsh environment, it is also full of terrible creatures with different structures from humans and spirit beasts.

This place is recorded as the river of death by human secrets, but those terrible creatures have strange titles, which are endless. The martial artists in the world finally unified these terrible things as the family of death.

The family of death in prison lives deep underground all year round, as if the sun will never be seen, but once this family appears on the earth, it is the moment of human disaster. The injuries brought to human beings by the dead people are all the kind of bones that flow into mountains and rivers.

The place where the dead pass will not grow.

The ice dragonfly is the closest monster to the river of death. You can imagine how terrible the fighting power of such a monster should be.

Yun Zheng subconsciously looked at the frost beast opposite, and his eyes looked more and more ferocious through the frost and snow flying all over the sky and the huge and heavy door of the prison behind the ice mirage.

Is the gate of the dead prison the gate to the river of dead prison?

Yun Zheng calmly observed around, surrounded by terrible monsters with strong enemies and at least five levels of fighting power. The danger in this place is really unpredictable. Find the thunderbird quickly to get out. Stay here for another minute and go one step closer to death.

He held the shadow soul electric knife in his right hand, calmed down and opened his eyes. The divine light flashed in the spiritual mirror, and the strong spiritual consciousness was released. The next three inscriptions are the realm of hidden gods, out-of-body and condensed form. He has condensed cultivation and now uses out-of-body skills, so the spiritual perception can go far and consumes little energy.

At the critical moment, Yun Zheng was also ready, regardless of whether he could be noticed by Jing Se, as soon as he found the trace of the thunder hornbill, he would immediately drive the golden-winged eagle to escape.

The orphan Yunzheng, who has been wandering on the streets since childhood, has a sense of loneliness that can never be driven away. On the contrary, he has a higher trust in some small animals that rely on him than people. So in order to find the Thunder Hornbill that disappeared again, he didn't care about taking more and greater risks.

Yunzheng's spiritual power spread across the molten river and explored perception around the stone steps platform on the other side. It is not difficult to find resonance with the thunder hornbird with his inscription teacher's cultivation realm.

The dry heat and the ubiquitous frost and cold domineering released by the molten river have all sensed that these two forces even have a certain impact on the spiritual mirror in his divine eyes. He endured the pain and explored, but there was never a feeling of thunder hornbill.

Jing Se, the seven-grade inscription master, finally found the spiritual power released by Yun Zheng. She "Huh" and asked coldly, "There is another inscription master in the cave? Who is it?!"

Other people do not have a special inscription teacher to practice. Of course, they can't clearly perceive the spiritual consciousness released by Yun Zheng. Therefore, the only answer to Jingse is the roaring sound of boiling molten pulp and the bleakness of frost and snow.

At this time, a strong heat became restless in the molten river and returned with Yun Zheng's spiritual power, and the pure spiritual mirror was suddenly covered with a layer of smoke.

There is a movement! Yun Zheng and Jingse on the huge rock felt it at the same time, but for the inscription master, this is just a keen feeling. If you want to turn into an audio-visual reality, you can't do it with your own ability.

With this enthusiastic restlessness, there is a trace of familiar mental fluctuation, and Yun Zheng quickly captured it and established a connection with the help of the ruler.

is a thunderbird. The bird that had been invisible for a long time finally appeared again.

On the spiritual mirror in Yun Zheng's eyes, the vision of the thunder hornbill appeared. The hot molten pulp ** couldn't help churning, and the heat wave rolled. It was next to the molten river, and the police felt that they were staring at the river surrounded by fireworks.

The ice dragonfly that hit the stone shield suddenly roared up to the sky and circled excitedly, as if a welcoming ceremony were being held.

The restless molten area, behind the corner at the lower right of the gate of death, does not know what the situation is with the sight of Jingse and others. But the inexplicable danger escalates rapidly, which can also be felt by these experienced practitioners intuitively.

The blazing fire and Jingse, Mo Fenghanyue and others have their own thoughts. They have formed a confrontation with the ice dragonfly, but no one is willing to take the lead. Now there is a new situation. No matter how quiet Jingse was, the city government couldn't help clicking. She raised her left hand and gently snapped her finger, and five flames immediately appeared in front of her eyes.

These are five spirit birds with fire wings, with gorgeous feathers, and are the third-order spirit beast fire spirit Luan. Jingse's little red lips opened gently, "Go."

Five fire spirits stretched their wings and flew away separately. One flew over her head, and the other flew directly to the middle of the ice mirage. One flew down to the cloud, and the remaining two rushed directly to the restless area of the melted.

Of course, Yun Zheng doesn't know this firebird that looks like a pheasant, but he can also guess with his knees that it is a psychic trained by the inscriptionist, so as to understand where his vision and mental strength are not fully estimated, just like the corpse king moth of Yu Wenjun's short and fat brother, which plays a similar role.

But the function of this psychic monster is limited, but it is just the extension of the inscriptionist's feeling, and it is not worth the stimulation of the dual audio-visual feeling brought by the Thunderbird, Yun Zheng secretly said in his heart. His feet jumped up and released the golden-winged eagle at the same time. The shadow soul electric knife in his palm also split like lightning and cut at the fire spirit that came to him.

The third-order fire spirit Luan is just a spirit medium monster. It feels and is very fast. Although it rushes against Yun Zheng's electric knife, it instantly spreads its wings and gently moves a distance.

Yun Zheng's knife was actually empty.

Jingse, who felt extremely keen, immediately realized that the person she was looking for was hiding at her feet. She couldn't help shouting, "That boy is under the stone. Don't let him run away!" As she spoke, the colorful wings danced behind her, and the person had already flown out.

The empty Yunzheng rushed forward with a knife, and he cut down the fire spirit with a backhand. The forward cloud has leaped over the river of molten slurry, and there is a roaring lava under him. The third-order golden-winged eagle arrived in time and caught him impartially.

Jingse, who flew out quickly, was only seven or eight meters away from him. Just as he was about to break a whirlwind inscription held in his palm, the fire spirit Luan was suddenly cut off. The reaction of Lei's power and Huo Lingluan's explosion converged into a tyrannical counterattack, which was fiercely bombarded on her spiritual mirror. Jing Se had a sharp pain in his head, his body shook, and his arm tightened and broke the whirlwind inscription, but in the wrong direction, he flew directly down the stone cliff and rolled up a molten fire pillar.

Jingse was shocked by this, and the light wings behind her were affected much darker, so that she almost didn't fall down.

The battle between inscription masters is to bombard the other party's spiritual mirror with spiritual power or ground. Although the trouble caused by Yun Zheng is not small, Jingse is the realm of the great inscription master, and he can control the situation with a slight movement. The shock in his heart is very big. How can this boy have such a strong spiritual power? Is he also an inscriptionist? The inscription teacher with strong spiritual power can't do anything great in martial arts. This guy's thunder and force is also extremely fierce. How did he do it?

Oh! He also killed me, a pet fire spirit, which is really annoying. I will never forgive you! Jing Se, a beautiful leg inscriptionist, suddenly remembered that a fire spirit fell into Yun Zheng's hand. Tears of heartache were about to fall down for a moment, and he summoned his wings to chase him.

A woman who has a pet sometimes loves pets more than she cares about her life. When a firebird dies, Jing Se immediately doesn't calm down.

Mo Feng, who rode the long-winged wind-winged tiger, and Han Yue, who drove the snow eagle, the father and daughter rushed out with Jing Se. As soon as they arrived at the edge of the huge rock, they stopped at the same time. In the face of the surging molten slurry, both of them are thinking that in such a sinister battle of life and death, we'd better not join in the fun and stay to watch the battle.

Flying towards the side of the molten river, he did not forget to pay attention to the vision of the thunder hornbird in the spiritual mirror. The turbulent molten heat steamed, and the fire wave impacted. A huge fiery red monster suddenly drilled out of it, and the huge nostrils spitting into the sky, but spit out two pillars of fire.

The small and exquisite hornbill seemed to have expected this situation. The field of vision in the spiritual mirror quickly rotated and slid down, and the pillar of fire flew under it, and it easily avoided it.

Yun Zheng was relieved and his smile hung on his face, but what made him more angry was that the two columns of fire were burning and rampant, and the two fire spirits sent by the beautiful woman Jingse were swept in.

"Hir-"

Two flames burst out, and the wailing of the fire suddenly stopped, the smoke overflowed, and a smell of roast chicken spread all around.

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ps: This chapter is a little late. I didn't save the manuscript. I didn't think it was good to write yesterday, so I deleted it and rewrote it.

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