sun and moon return

Luozan's residence is not small. There is a large open space in the courtyard gate at the foot of the mountain. There are a number of carriages parked there. It is the same as what I saw that night. The carriages are tightly sealed on all sides. If you look closely, there are lines of spiritual power. It must be an enchantment. .

Zheli was lying on the canopy of the tree in the distance, the courtyard was still brightly lit at this time, and the number of disciples guarding him did not decrease compared to daytime, so Zheli had to wait for the opportunity to move.

The door of the mansion in the courtyard opened, and the disciples in the courtyard hurriedly saluted, only to see the disciple surnamed Feng whom he met that night leading a group of people out.

"Senior Brother Feng, the goods are all ready."

Senior Brother Feng hesitated for a moment, nodded slightly, and said without a word of nonsense, "Let's go."

After a while, Luo Zan's disciples filed out in a carriage, heading towards the direction of leaving the town.

With the disciple surnamed Feng present, Zheli cautiously chose to distance himself from the convoy.

After following for about half an hour, the distance to Xiaojiawan was not too close, Zheli saw the carriage and stopped right there, and a few disciples of Luo Zan centered on the carriage and stood guard nearby.

Brother Feng took a few people, unloaded a sack from the carriage, and moved it into the tall grass by the roadside, and seemed to have made some movements again.

The distance was too far, and Zheli couldn't see clearly. After they packed up, they quickly packed up and set off again.

After they walked far away, Zheli fell into the tall grass, but saw that it was a slope, the grass on the slope was crushed to the ground, it seems that this is not the first time disciple Luo Zan threw something down.

Zheli thought for a moment, then flew down following the traces.

The sack rolled into a depression, and Zheli carefully stretched out his hand to brush away the weeds. A thin hand appeared in front of his eyes, which surprised him.

what happened?

He quickly opened the sack, and what came into view was a haggard, gray-faced blind uncle, obviously dead for a long time.

Furious, Zheli wrapped the blind uncle's body in a sack, and a gust of wind swept over Zheli's back.

Zheli stepped back.

I saw the dry grass on the ground swept by the strong wind, and on the hill in the distance, a huge white mouse lay down in the grass, looking at Zheli with red eyes.

It was quiet all around, except for the sound of the wind and the friction of grass blades, there was nothing else.

Zheli looked down the slope, no matter what, it is important to retrieve the bones of the blind uncle.

He soared into the air, only to hear the wind and cranes chirping, owls chirping into the clouds, and weeds rose up on the ground, rushing towards the white mouse like a sharp knife.

The white mouse didn't panic, the tip of the grass pierced the fur, but instantly turned into flying ash, a storm rolled up in all directions, directly to the sky, surrounding the white mouse, and smashed all the grass blades that hit, and the grass blades flew into the air.

A few miles away from the one-man-one-rat battle, the disciple Luo Jian at the end of the team was the first to discover the anomaly.

"Senior Brother Feng, look!" The man patted his horse and chased to the head of the team. Everyone stopped, and when they looked back, the fire in the southwest sky looked like burning clouds.

Senior Brother Feng's face was solemn: "It seems that what I observed is not a hallucination, I am afraid that someone has been following us."

"Brother, what should we do now?"

Brother Feng glanced at the carriage, the corners of his mouth curled up, and he said with a sneer, "That fire rat is a powerful thing that has stolen the supreme magic weapon and cultivated it into a fine spirit, otherwise why should we raise it like this." He patted his horse and turned around, and said calmly, " It's important to deliver the goods, let's go."

In the dimness, the red mouse eyes were particularly obvious. It stared at Zorei without wavering for a moment.A figure loomed from the storm, and when the storm dissipated, there was no grass growing on the ground, and on the top of the opposite slope stood an old man with white hair and red beard.

If it weren't for those round blood-red eyeballs, Zheli might have thought that the goblin had become a fairy.

The mouse spirit had dragged the blind uncle's body in front of him at some point, raised a hand expressionlessly, and began to eat.

Zheli was furious, and his aura surged.

Thousands of mountains suddenly appeared in front of him, and the sound of water was gurgling. When the mouse spirit was surprised, he still held the blind uncle's body and refused to let go. He saw the flowing water flowing into the side, suddenly turning into molten lava, and thousands of fires flew out of the lava. Bird, rush to the mouse spirit.

The mouse spirit's eyes were all bright, and its spiritual power exploded, and the monstrous fire swept all directions. It absorbed the firebirds with a storm, and there was no one left to fully absorb it, and then spewed out fierce fire and sprayed towards Zheli.

The cold ice reflected the moonlight, scattered like stars into the fire, and the green tree railed against him, lifting him into the sky, and the wind flew towards the mouse spirit like a sharp hook.

The rat spirit hugged the blind uncle's body and jumped up, dodging Zheli's attack. The tongue of fire under him followed the wind hook and went up to the wind. Zheli drove the fire away with the wind, and threw it back to Huoshu.

After some contests, Zhe Li had already lost the upper hand. He was majoring in the fire element, but the fire element was obviously not as advanced as this rat's. There were very few other spells that could restrain the fire element that he could use. few.

Naturally, the mouse spirit also understood Zheli, and his moves became more and more rampant.

Zheli's spiritual power is seriously depleted, but it is different, and it has been supplemented slightly.

When Zheli dodged, he had already built high walls with storms in all directions, enclosing him.

The storm took over the sky, rolling grass leaves and ashes flying around, scratching his face and causing pain, the green tree railing was only in the air, Zhe Li was knocked to the ground by the mouse spirit, suddenly vomited blood, and passed out.

The ground was in a mess, except for the warm black ash that had been scorched by the fire, and the withered grass that had fallen to the ground, it seemed that it had been a fierce battle.

Feidao stood up and scanned the mountains in front of him sharply. He closed his eyes, and the faint breath of Huayu came from the mountains.

The sudden wind swept up the flying dust again, and Fei Dao had disappeared.

The heat wave filled the entire mountainside, and there seemed to be a fire at the bottom of the mountain. The fire illuminated the mountain wall, and there were faint traces of burning on the mountain wall. The entrance of the cave on the left leads directly to the outside of the mountain. .There is wind pouring in from the other side of the cave entrance, which can keep the fire on the mountainside from going out.

When Zheli woke up, this was what he saw.

A few human bones were scattered around the entrance of the cave, presumably the rat spirit threw the bones into the bottom of the cave after eating the people.

He was tied in the air above the tongue of fire at the bottom of the mountain. Looking down, the fire seemed to be far away from him, but the fire was very fierce. I don't know how to maintain it.

Why did the rat spirit imprison himself here?Is it going to be baked to eat cooked food?Zheli was wary of the movement around him, while trying to release the restraint on his hand.

After a while, there were sounds of soldiers coming from the cave, Zheli raised his head, and the eyes of the rat spirit appeared at the entrance of the cave, watching him quietly.

"What did you lock me up here for?" Zheli used his voice to attract the rat spirit's attention.

The mouse spirit looked at him quietly for a moment, then turned into a human again, and stood on the edge of the cliff: "Give me to eat. Your strength, give me to eat."

The sharp and blunt voice echoed in the mountainside, Zheli looked at it in surprise, and sneered, "You want the spiritual power in me?"

The rat spirit stared at him without speaking.

"Why did Disciple Luo Zan feed you?" Zhe Li asked in thought.

The mouse spirit's eyes wandered for a moment, but he still didn't speak.

"Do you have any deal, they feed you, what can you give them? Could it be..." Zheli spoke to himself, but the movements behind him didn't stop.

The mouse spirit stared at Zheli, it looked down, and suddenly muttered something.

Zheli was a little puzzled, but he saw the tongue of fire at the bottom of the mountain climbing up the mountain wall, and it rolled in front of Zheli in an instant.

What a ferocious fire.

Zheli was taken aback, even if he was a fire root, facing such a powerful fire, he could only be roasted.He was about to set up a barrier to resist, and his heart moved: "Oh, you plan to use fire to force me to resist with spiritual power, and then absorb my strength?"

The gopher looked at him quietly, and the tongue of fire rushed in front of him in an instant. He couldn't resist, so he had to defend himself with the barrier, and a wave of spiritual power was dispersed, and it went straight into the belly of the mouse spirit.

The mouse spirit absorbed Zheli's spiritual power with great satisfaction.

Seeing that it was extremely enjoyable, he slowly narrowed his eyes, a golden light smashed the enchantment, and went straight to the mouse spirit's face.

Zheli took advantage of the fire to ride the wind and rushed towards the mouse spirit.

The blood-red eyeballs were wide open, and the rat spirit dodged Zheli's attack very flexibly, showing a fierce look on his face.

The huge tongue of flame went straight up to the top of the mountain, and Zheli almost rushed into the wall of fire. When he retreated half a step, he found that the flame was faintly purple, which was very strange. Before he could react, his face was licked by the tongue of flame. Lost his voice, he fell into the raging fire.

There was a sharp and shrill cry from above, his body was burning hot, Zhe Li hurriedly set up the barrier, but he hadn't recovered much spiritual power, and the blow just now had done his best, and it was already at the end of his strength at this time.

After a while, the enchantment dissipated with the exhaustion of the master.

At the moment when the barrier dissipated, a figure rushed in from the wall of fire, and the huge spiritual power wrapped in frost and snow wrapped Zheli.

He originally wanted to go out with Zheli, but unexpectedly the mountain wall was cold and cracked suddenly, cutting off his vision and shattering the boulder. He went after Zheli again, and finally took him into his arms, but for some reason, the mountain The bottom seemed to have suction, and it dragged him down.

Even he couldn't dispel this force.

With the attraction of the pill furnace, the two of them gradually fell downwards. The more they went down, the more fierce the fire became, and the frost flowers condensed with spiritual power on the enchantment continued to melt, melt, regenerate, regenerate, melt, and there will always be spiritual power When exhausted.

Feidao looked down at the pained and pale Zheli in his arms, his eyes froze, he sacrificed Feishuang, stared at the endless sea of ​​flames, and inserted Feishuang into the sea of ​​flames.

The gust of wind that rose from Feishuang as the center rolled Feidao's robes, and the flames illuminated his side face, resolute and decisive, a storm rolled up his body, and floating lotuses formed by frost appeared under his feet.

He stood on the floating lotus, his robe was dangling in the wind and snow, he raised his head, his face was stern, and he closed his eyes: "The cold dragon cultivates charm, Hualian embers frost!"

Feidao supported the floating lotus with one arm, turned into a dragon from the ice, walked over the lotus platform, and snaked up along his arm, his robe fluttering more and more, as if he was in a blizzard, like a turbulent sea wave The spiritual power spurted out, the wind and snow met the flames, and layers of frost covered the flames, and Feidao slowly pushed down through the lotus platform.

The arms gradually became hot and red, the sleeves turned into pieces of ashes, the ice dragon became like a gossamer, and the flying frost started to be hot.Above the floating lotus, there are only flakes of flying frost beside Zheli to protect him.