Tian Yan 49

"If you can't do it, you can do it. If I didn't come with you, what are you going to do?" Shuangjiang asked.

"I have some means." Mo Zhinian said.

"Can't use it now?" Shuang Jiang narrowed his ruby ​​red eyes, "I can't know?"

"No," Mo Zhinian said, "unless you want to die."

Shuang Jiang turned his back to him, grinning with a half-hearted expression.

The two of them rushed out with a tacit understanding, the speed was extremely fast, and before reaching the stage, the fire didn't have time to launch an attack.Mo Zhinian knelt down on one knee, and slapped his injured palm on the ground. The blood activated the sleeping lines on the table. He cut open the wound and quickly carved the pattern with the blood as a pen.

The ground fire seemed to sense the danger, and finally got out of the entanglement between Zheng Yitong and the Taoist priest on the ground, and raised a large amount of molten lava to stab the platform.The magma solidified into a solid in mid-air, and thousands of arrows covered the sky and covered the sky!

Shuangjiang stopped abruptly, clenched Minghong with both hands, wrapped around the blade like a flaming snake, and then it skyrocketed several times based on Minghong.

"Let me teach you a trick. Whether you can practice this trick depends not on talent, but on heart." Li Shuyan's voice echoed in his head, cold, "When facing the enemy, if there is no way to retreat, even Even if the sky is pressing down, you have to catch it."

He holds the saber in his right hand, rests his left hand against the blade, and sends the saber upwards, a barrier encloses the entire platform, he bites hard, his gaze is like a hungry wolf, as if seeing someone's face through the rain of arrows.

"This recruit is called 'Shou'."

The rain of arrows fell on the golden-red barrier with a bang, and the huge impact pressed the boy's thin body three inches into the ground.His body continued to burst into cracks, the silver light flickered, and finally the silver light disappeared, and the flying stones wiped a bloodstain on his face.

He bit a mouth full of blood and remained silent, his arm had a deep bone wound. He only stared at the arrow rain, his eyes were roaring and screaming, and he held on, not letting half of the arrows pass through the barrier.

Of course, the power of establishing the foundation couldn't withstand it, what he drew was the origin of the primordial spirit.

After the rain of arrows fell, Shuang Jiang knelt on the ground with his knees limp, lowered his head, and blood gushed out from his mouth and nose.

Mo Zhinian carved the last stroke in the formation. He grabbed the golden awl and stabbed it hard into the blood formation.

The invisible ripples spread around the formation, and the light streaks instantly covered the platform, and then the light paths extended from the four platforms, covering the entire rock wall.At the same time, golden runes also floated up from the dark remains of the Mo family on the ground, seeming to be connected with the underground space.The golden chains shot out from the sharp cones in the center of the four platforms, locking the ground fire tightly, allowing it to struggle without moving.

The whole space was sinking, Shuang Jiang gritted his teeth and got up, grabbing Mo Zhinian: "Is this place going to collapse?!"

"It won't collapse," Mo Zhinian said weakly, "The teleportation will start soon."

"What will happen to us?" Shuang Jiang pulled him up.

Mo Zhinian felt a little dizzy after being pulled by him: "Follow... to the center of the earth?"

Shuang Jiang cursed, grabbed him and ran away: "Why don't you hurry up?!"

The rock wall has already begun to crack, and there is no ground fire to hinder Shuangjiang from running fast. When he was approaching the transparent membrane, Mo Zhinian behind him suddenly slipped. Seeing that he was about to fall into the lava, Shuangjiang didn't even want to hold on to him, and he didn't stand still Falling to the ground, the two of them were hanging on the edge of the cliff.

Shuang Jiang wanted to pull him up, so as not to die, but a molten rope wrapped around Mo Zhinian's waist, pulling him down forcefully.Shuang Jiang was almost dragged down together, the silver halo around Mo Zhinian's body was bright, and the clothes were not set on fire.

Mo Zhinian lost a lot of blood, now his eyes are black, his ears are rumbling, he raised his face and said: "You let me go, I can't die, you first..."

Shuangjiang said something impatiently, but Mo Zhinian didn't hear clearly, and continued to say what he said.

Shuang Jiang yelled at him: "Shut up!"

Hearing this sentence clearly, Mo Zhinian was stunned for a moment, and suddenly wanted to laugh - Shuang Jiang's roar was exactly like his previous life, which made Mo Zhinian a little nostalgic.

Mo Zhinian looked down at the lava lake, and said to himself: If you don't take that thing, don't take it.

The things of the Mo family sink when they sink.

The golden halo flashed, Mo Zhinian moved his fingers, and the lava rope broke in two. Shuang Jiang pulled him up, and continued to grab and run wildly without asking if he was okay.The two had just rushed out of the cellar when they heard the ground rumbling, and Shuang Jiang jumped out of the yard rolling and crawling.

There was an ear-piercing sound behind him, dust filled the sky, Shuang Jiang was deaf for a long time, so tired, he lay on the ground and didn't want to move.

Mo Zhinian was leaning against a tree beside him, Shuang Jiang finally turned over by himself, got up staggeringly, and saw a huge deep hole in front of him.A few people were flying above the pit, but they didn't seem to have recovered.

The wreckage of the Mo family and the cage of the underground fire are gone.

The two rings around Mo Zhinian shrank back to his body and clothes, the flames on Shuang Jiang's body were extinguished, and his own color faded back to black, and he said weakly: "Senior brother, I'm not greedy, just ask your clothes Where did you buy it?"

Mo Zhinian took out a piece of clothing from Qiankun's sleeve to cover him, and handed him a elixir: "This is a magic weapon, I can make a simple version for you, just give me a piece of clothing."

"Propelled by spiritual power?" Shuang Jiang got up, took medicine and put on clothes.

"Ah."

"Forget it, Huo Huo is quite handsome." Shuang Jiang said weakly.

Mo Zhi smiled young, the sun was just right, he was covered in golden light, so beautiful that he was not like a human being.

After putting on his clothes, Shuang Jiang asked him after a while of silence: "The Taoist priest said that the Mo family raises fire from the ground, but it is not true, right? The Mo family is actually a huge magic weapon, right? A magic weapon designed to trap the fire from the ground."

Mo Zhinian leaned against the tree, the sunlight made his complexion transparent, he seemed to be melting into the air, and after a while he said softly: "Those famous sects attacked the Mohist family back then, awakening the sleeping ground fire, we tried To open the seal of death... It's a pity that I didn't have time, and it was only half completed. My father forced me to swear that if I can survive, I must come back one day to seal this scourge. I came to Yuncheng this time to fulfill his last wish .”

Mo Zhinian lowered his head and smiled: "Is it funny? He doesn't want me to take revenge, but hopes that I can restrain this beast and prevent him from coming out to harm others... When this world can't tolerate them, these idiots still think save the world."

The young man's voice was not high, and what he said was without force or edge, as if he couldn't hear it if he didn't listen carefully, and it didn't seem to matter if he couldn't hear it.Shuang Jiang didn't speak, Mo Zhinian didn't know whether he lost his mind due to excessive blood loss or what, a look of resentment appeared on his pale face, and he said softly, "What can be saved in this world?"

That expression changed too quickly, like an illusion, the fragile young man raised his face, and smiled wearily at Shuangjiang: "If I hadn't met Master, I would rather be dragged down to death by the oath than come this trip."

"Then do you think this world is worth saving now?" Shuangjiang asked.

Mo Zhinian lowered his head and remained silent for so long that Shuangjiang thought he was asleep, so he said, "No, it's just that I don't want to die."

The sound seemed to be lighter than breathing, too shallow to hear the taste.

"Are you two okay?" Zheng Yitong flew over - Yuqi can fly in the air, except for spiritual cultivation, they can do it in the stage of transforming gods, but the consumption of spiritual power is astronomical.She looked disheveled, looked at Shuang Jiang's body wounded and said: "It looks like nothing is wrong, if something happens, Li Shuyan will have to skin me."

Shuang Jiang: "..." He could only silently wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth.

The Taoist priest of Tianwen followed her, Shuang Jiang was still holding Minghong in his hand, the Taoist took a look, and Shuang Jiang subconsciously hid it behind his back.The Taoist priest smiled when he saw his little gesture, and said kindly: "After recognizing the master, this knife will belong to you."

Shuang Jiang was stunned for a moment, then looked down at Ming Hong.After a few words with Zheng Yitong, the Taoist left in a hurry, probably to clean up the mess.Zheng Yitong put his arms around his shoulders and asked Mo Zhinian: "Are you coming with us? Back to Jiuchong Mountain."

Mo Zhinian saluted: "There are still some things to do, so I won't go with the peak master."

Zheng Yitong nodded, Mo Zhinian left after saying goodbye to Shuangjiang, Shuangjiang tapped Minghong lightly: "Are you still angry with me?"

The long knife turned into a skylark and flew to Shuang Jiang's shoulder.

Shuang Jiang said: "I don't need you to recognize the Lord, shall we be friends? Let's establish a simple connection, you can come to my side to help me at any time, and I don't care where you want to go when you don't need it, okay? "

Ming Hong glanced at him, suddenly flew up, and bumped into the center of his eyebrow.

The red light was bright, a divine weapon had chosen its owner, and the scarlet skylark unceremoniously got into his divine court, and established a direct connection with his primordial spirit through Kong Yuanshen.

Shuang Jiang pressed the center of his eyebrows, opened his hand, and the long knife took shape in his palm, he threw it hard into the sky, the long knife turned into a skylark, flew around him a few times, then landed on top of his head, grabbed a nest and came out.

Zheng Yitong pretended not to see it: "Okay? Let's go."

Unexpectedly, Shuang Jiang smirked for a while, then suddenly thought of Fifth Senior Brother, so he asked Zheng Yitong: "Peak Lord, does the Dragon Yin Sword have an owner?"

"Not currently." Zheng Yitong replied, "The Dragon Yin Sword has always been managed by Shenfeng, Li Shuyan is the sword master of Huaixu, and none of your senior brothers have set eyes on Long Yin, but Long Yin is very cooperative in their use. You can try to use it when you have time, the Dragon Singer Sword can walk against the sky, this is an ability only available in the Qi-controlling stage."

"Huaixu sword? What kind of sword is that?"

"How would I know?" Zheng Yitong put the knife on his shoulder, stretched his waist, and walked slowly towards Jiuchong Mountain, "Go back and ask your master."