The World’s Male Repairs Are All Furnace Tripods

Su Hanjin and the others flew high in the sky, but did not fall for a while.

While in the air, Su Hanjin felt that the pavilion looked a little weird. There was a pointed high tower on the central platform with a depression on it, but the size of a fist was like a stone inlaid in the past.

Su Hanjin pointed to the depression and said, "Could it be that there was that stone inlaid there." She looked at Jin Zhongliang, "We burned the small piece with fire, and finally was taken away by your Tower of Nirvana."

Huaxianle's face changed slightly, and she was about to speak when she saw Jin Zhongliang said: "Perhaps, but the stone has indeed been completely swallowed by the Tower of Nirvana." After he walked over, he took the Tower of Nirvana out and placed it in the recess. Nearby, there was no response, he shook his head, and then returned to the crowd. A group of seven fell from the sky and stood on the attic.

Here is the main hall of the Songhe School, and it is peaceful at this time.

What is the reason that such a sect makes them disappear completely overnight? Although Su Hanjin firmly believes that following Jin Zhongliang can find an exit, she is also worried that people who are not important to follow Jin Zhongliang will become cannon fodder.

At this moment, everyone did not speak, so Wu Weibing’s snoring sound was very obvious. He still fell asleep on the black shuttle, because Jin Zhongliang had interrupted earlier and Huaxian Music did not bring him to his side. He is still under Su Hanjin's control and Heisuo is carrying him.

Wu Weibing rolled over, then stretched, woke up leisurely. He opened his eyes, and when he saw the person in front of him clearly, he jumped in shock.

"Where is this? Why am I here?" He rolled off the black shuttle and fell heavily to the ground in a shock. When he gets up. Everyone found that the castle in the sky also shook.

"Watch out!" As soon as Xuanqing's voice fell, the attic vibration intensified, as if a hurricane was blowing. The attic swayed from side to side, but the figures were unaware of it, and they still talked with a smile on their faces.

Su Hanjin stepped on Wenxinjian. Already suspended in the air, Zi Lingyun was ready to see her like this, so when the entire attic seemed to be swallowed by a black mist, the three of them had already flown far away, but Wu Weibing, who should have been the most confused The reaction was extremely fast, and he jumped out and followed Su Hanjin closely.

Jin Zhongliang reacted slightly with Huaxianle, and the timidest monk. But he didn't react at all, and when he understood it, it was too late. Jin Zhongliang used the gravitational technique to drag him over, but it was still a step too late.

When the black mist reached him, he screamed. The whole person instantly turned into ashes, but a shadow emerged and merged into the black mist.

Although the divine consciousness is restricted, Su Hanjin still uses divine consciousness to lock the rear. At this time, seeing this scene, her heart is naturally very nervous. How can such a situation be broken? She turned her head and shouted at Jin Zhongliang, "Can't your Tower of Nirvana swallow everything? Take away the black mist!"

Jin Zhongliang reacted immediately. Lifting the Tower of Nirvana high and throwing it into the air, a moment later, he said, "No!"

The power of the black mist was too strong, and the tower of nirvana could not compete with it. The six people ran for their lives, and from time to time they could hear a scream. It should be the people who had left before, and they were turned into ashes by the black mist. It was them last time. After reaching the boundary line, the danger can be turned away. However, this time, the boundary cannot be broken. How can I escape the danger?

Seeing getting closer and closer to the boundary, Su Hanjin couldn't help but glanced at Jin Zhongliang more.

She owns a white jade life and death gourd, and she can hide in the gourd at critical moments. Although she doesn't know whether it will be effective or not, there are fairy artifacts in it, and it is not easy to be destroyed. However, her gourd can't bring people in. If Jin Zhongliang can't figure out a way, then Xuanqing and Zi Lingyun are in danger.

At this moment, Jin Zhongliang suddenly stopped, his brow furrowed, his wrist was turned, and a flaming red box appeared in his hand.

He threw the box into the air, and then squeezed a drop of blood out of his fingertips, and fell on the box. The box instantly became bigger, covering all six people, and the black mist spread over them, and they were inside the box without any damage.

At this time, Jin Zhongliang's face was pale, he glanced at Su Hanjin and the others, and said weakly, "You guys, come closer."

A few people leaned in immediately, and the space of the box became smaller as the four moved. Jin Zhongliang said at this moment: "I have insufficient cultivation of this magic weapon and cannot support it for too long."

Xuan Qing said: "Do you need to inject aura?"

Jin Zhongliang shook his head, "To use this magic weapon, it's not aura." He didn't want to say more. Naturally, Xuanqing wouldn't ask any more. He just looked worriedly at the black mist outside, while Su Hanjin stared closely. Look at the carvings in this box.

It was a totem, resembling a dragon but not a dragon. It had the shape of a horned dragon, but gave birth to a pair of fleshy wings.

This pattern is the same as what Jiang Yunya had on his back. Jin Zhongliang said that using this magic weapon is not relying on aura, thinking that he had just thrown a drop of blood, Su Hanjin suddenly thought that it was relying on blood.

"How are you?" Huaxianle's face was no longer calm at this time, and she looked at Jin Zhongliang with a worried expression. Jin Zhongliang's face was pale at this time, and he still smiled: "I'm fine, but I can only hold on for half an hour at most."

In front of this black mist, Xuan Qing felt powerless, and at this moment, he could not think of any way. Wu Weibing was still not in the situation at all. He looked at the outside scene confusedly, and then said after a moment: "Why am I here?"

Zi Lingyun was holding Lingyun Beast next to Su Hanjin, and she was extremely calm and said: "Uncle Master, will we die too." After a while, she said again: "I can't die, I haven't done it yet. Brother Qingyun takes revenge."

Su Hanjin's heart was shocked, and she squeezed her hands into fists, "Yes, we can't die."

Because none of us have avenged the most important person in our hearts.

That box can only last for half an hour. During this time, how can they save themselves?

"Thousands of years ago, Songhe faction should have been swallowed by the black mist in this way." Xuan Qing said with a serious expression, "Such power has far exceeded the scope of the Canghai Realm. Although I don't know why the power of rules does not interfere, it is like this. Strength, the duration will not be too long, half an hour should be enough."

Perhaps this was the opportunity for them to escape. Su Hanjin also agreed with Xuan Qing's words, but she couldn't figure out what was hidden behind this power?

In the Canghai Realm, Jin Zhongliang will flex his muscles. He will lead human monks to fight against demons. Could it be said that this is a sign that demons are about to appear? Is the plot ahead again? Jin Zhongliang and the others had just entered the Canghai Realm not long ago, so they shouldn't have faced the demons so quickly.

Just as Su Hanjin was thinking about it, the black fog outside changed. Numerous voices were crying, and finally they converged into one sentence, "Where are the sacrifices, sacrifices, and sacrifices..." The black mist hit the box with more power, and Jin Zhongliang's face was white as paper, and he spit out. A bite of blood.

Su Hanjin suddenly realized why he thought that attic was weird before, because looking down from a high altitude, the attic was an altar.

For the Songhe Sect ten thousand years ago, all the monks in the gate became sacrifices, but now, they are the same.

"I want to go, I want to go..."

"Where are the offerings, where are there offerings?"

Countless voices gathered together, the wind gusts, the howling of ghosts and wolves, making the scalp numb.

And just at this moment, a roar came out, "Go!" Then, the mountains shook outside, the black mist was torn apart a huge hole, and a hideous monster came out from that crack. A figure stood on top of the monster's head. When the chaos completely squeezed out the crack, the crack closed quickly and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Those stern voices also disappeared.

Chaos of the fierce beast! Su Hanjin was extremely shocked, and when she saw the person standing on the Chaos Fierce Beast, her pupils shrank even more.

That is Liao Changqing!