Chapter 39 Collapse

The black dragon roared and decided to use its last move to burn with Zhang Zixuan and other Lan Ai.

Opening his huge mouth, the black dragon spit out a black inner elixir. The black gas immediately scattered in the cave, with gusts of wind, and even the flag of the innate five elements, which was covered by spiritual power, flew. The aura beam connecting the innate five-elegged flag is blown around, which proves that the wind is not a natural wind, but a storm of spiritual energy.

Le Tian suddenly remembered that he once said in the book he had read: All beast practitioners must have internal elixir. In an emergency, Neidan blew himself up and turned into a ghost. He turned into the underworld, the soul was destroyed, and entered the colorless world of Buddhism.

"It turned into the underworld..." Le Tian said this sentence and then shouted, "Oh no, it wants Neidan to explode!"

Zhang Zixuan has known for a long time, because on Nanjian Mountain, it was also like this when Bi Fang blew himself up. Without saying a word, he picked up the two women and left.

At this time, the black inner elixir has been broken. A black whirlpool appeared from it, and the surrounding air first collected, and then burst. The huge energy waves hit around like a volcanic eruption. The aura beam of the pentagram was only cushioned, and it was knocked away.

However, at least it slowed down. When Zhang Zixuan flew to the mouth of the cave with the two women, the spiritual energy wave was already close at hand. If they run forward again, they may not be able to get out of it.

"Ting'er! Ziyuan!" Zhang Zixuan secretly carried out his spiritual power and shouted.

"Hm?" The two women answered back.

"Bear care!" The aura-filled hand pressed against the waist of the two women and pushed them out of the mouth of the hole. Then immediately, there was a skill of his own land in the five-emeral method, and a rock wall stood in front of him.

After Zhang Zixuan did these things well, his eyes became wet. He turned to the man behind him and said, "Fool! Why did you do this?"

Yang Ziyuan's pair of plain hands tightly held the corners of Zhang Zixuan's clothes, and his fingers rubbed blood, but he still refused to let go. Fortunately, Zhang Zixuan didn't push them out with much effort. If it were bigger, it would be estimated that Yang Ziyuan's hands would be broken.

"Who told you to leave me?" Yang Ziyuan said aggrievedly, "The second thing I want you to do is that you can never leave me!"

Zhang Zixuan smiled bitterly and didn't have time to speak. The energy wave was really horrible. It was blocked by the innate five elements flag for a while and blocked by Zhang Zixuan's rock wall, but the aftershocks still collapsed the hole. The overwhelming huge rocks and gravel hit them, and the nine layers of protective shields rushed out by Zhang Zixuan kept shaking, and the layers of cracks...

Le Tian looked at the collapsed Xianling Mountain with blank eyes and couldn't help lamenting why he was so naive and so dull when something big happened! However, it was too late. Before she reacted, she had been pushed out by Zhang Zixuan and fell to the ground steadily.

A figure suddenly appeared next to her, but she didn't look at it. She just stared at the cave that was collapsing.

"Little girl? What about Zixuan and my girl?" Mr. Yang's skills have been restored to eight or nine percent, and his face is also a little bloody. When he arrived, he happened to see Le Tian fly out of the hole, and then the hole began to collapse.

Yang Wentong suddenly had a bad feeling. He heard from those martial arts heroes that his granddaughter also came to Zhang Zixuan. Although Yang Wentong is extremely strict with Yang Ziyuan, he is absolutely loved in his bones. After hearing this, he rushed there. But now, there is only Le Tian. Do you think he can not be in a hurry?

"They...they are all in there." Le Tian was unable to answer. She seldom cries, which doesn't mean she seldom sad.

"What?" Yang Wentong turned his eyes to the top of the mountain, which had sunk, stirred up a dusty fairy mountain on a rainy day. His mind was blurred, but the image of a little girl was always swaying in his heart.

Le Tian stood up and wiped the water from the corners of her eyes, but she didn't know if it was rain or something else...

Three days later...

In a pink suit, his pretty face is haggard, and there is no feeling of happy elves in the past. Some dead eyes stare at the distance, standing at the foot of Xianling Mountain like a stone.

"Little girl, what are you going to do next?" Yang Wentong looked at Le Tian and felt a little sorry for this lovely girl. Standing at the foot of Xianling Mountain for three days and three nights without closing their eyes, not everyone can do it.

"I don't know... I don't know... Maybe I'll go back to Yunmeng Mountain." Le Tian lowered her head and meditated for a while, and then seemed to think of something. She took off the golden hairpin on her head, touched it carefully, and then muttered, "Do you think the immortal will also die?"

Yang Wen informed Dao Letian that he was talking to him, so he shook his head: "Immortals are also cultivated by human beings! However, I don't think Zixuan will be so short-lived..."

"Senior, you don't have to comfort me. Where does the 'affirm' come from?" Le Tian smiled, but she didn't feel as happy as before, and became a little desolate.

At this time, Zhang Zixuan, who was buried deep in the mountain, was still struggling to support the last layer of spiritual mask. He didn't have much spiritual power left. If it hadn't been for the rapid recovery of the Dragon God's spiritual power, maybe they would have been crushed to death by half of the fairy mountain.

It's simply that Zhang Zixuan relied on the nine-layer spiritual mask maintained by that little spiritual power. After being broken by the eighth layer, he actually held it up for him, which was really a fluke.

"Oh..." Yang Ziyuan next to Zhang Zixuan woke up, staring at a pair of big watery eyes, and holding Zhang Zixuan doubtfully.

"Are you all right?" Zhang Zixuan moved slightly, and the spiritual mask suddenly shook. It would be okay if it just swayed, but in the collapsed cave, it would only attract more stones to fall.

This drop is not tight. With less and more, Zhang Zixuan felt that he really couldn't stand it.

"Lao Long, don't you really want to help him?" The horned dragon envoy saw everything in Zhang Zixuan's purple mansion fantasy. Whether it is from the affection of the name of the master and apprentice, or the future rejuvenation of the witch clan, the horned dragon envoy could not allow himself to stand by.

"No! The so-called "jade is not polished, not a weapon", Zixuan's personality is lazy and stubborn. Only under pressure can he work hard and make endless progress.

The horned dragon looked at the rocks outside falling, and finally smashed the last layer of aura layer. He hurriedly greeted, "Lao Long! There is something wrong! Zixuan, he is in danger!"

"Ha ha! Everything is under my control. Horned dragon, don't be impatient and watch how he saves danger.

Really? The horned dragon was a little disbelieved. If such a big mountain fell down, even the immortals who were sanctified and physically invulnerable were afraid to suffer some minor injuries.

"Ziyuan, be careful!" Seeing that the last layer of spiritual mask could not be preserved, Zhang Zixuan quickly ran the "chaotic body" mind method, and then hugged Yang Ziyuan and protected him.

Sharp gravel and huge rock walls fell on Zhang Zixuan's back from time to time. Zhang Zixuan sweated coldly, but in front of Yang Ziyuan, he insisted on holding on without saying a word and silently endured the blow.

Yang Ziyuan all looked into her eyes. She didn't say anything, but in her big eyes, there was a water-colored fog, and her white and tender lotus arms tightly slapped Zhang Zixuan's waist and back. The gravel kept falling, and occasionally stabbed on Yang Ziyuan's lotus-like beautiful arm. Yang Ziyuan was not like Zixuan. His body, which had never practiced fairy magic, was suddenly covered with wounds and blood marks.

"Ziyuan, let go!" Zhang Zixuan almost roared eagerly.

"I don't want it! You let go of me, and I'll let go!"

Zhang Zixuan's anxious eyes turned red, as if he had launched the "angry dragon skill". He said in a low voice as much as possible, "I am a person of cultivation, and now I still have the mana protection of immortals!" It won't hurt! If you are like this, my consciousness is unstable and it is easy to go crazy. That's really dangerous.

Yang Ziyuan hasn't repaired it. I don't know. I'm confused. But when he smelled that it hurt Zixuan, he quickly loosened his arm.

Zhang Zixuan breathed a breath and said secretly: God, why do you make it so difficult for me again and again? However, I also kept my promise and didn't let Ziyuan get injured. Cash, I just hope Ziyuan can find a way to escape!

Thinking about it, he looked at Yang Ziyuan's delicate face, and then his consciousness escapes into the "small thousand world" and fell into a "fake" state.

Entering the "small thousand world" again, it feels very different from the past. That empty state is never seen again, replaced by a real dreamlike existence. Unexpectedly, a great change is waiting for Zhang Zixuan.