A loud noise came from the abdomen of the mountain, followed by a stream of light coming out of the abdomen of the mountain!

Every stream of light is a spell. We forced the goal and undoubtedly touched the mechanisms and magic circles in the mountain belly.

Immediately afterwards, Jiku's voice sounded, and more than ten Jiku people wearing gold and iron armor ran out of the mountain belly.

Although these mechanical people are not real creatures, they are not comparable to those stone dogs just now. They have good close combat power and can release spells. The popular rain of fire fell from the sky, and the ground tumbling again. Within a radius of ten feet, both the soil and the white marble floor tiles turned into mud. From the mud, countless arms stretched out to grab our bodies.

Huang Fengshi and I both recovered to a certain level of cultivation, and refused to retreat at the moment. We used our own means. The surging fire and boundless wind blades roared, directly shattering the spell mechanism that rushed over and burned them all.

In an instant, everything returned to normal. We rushed in immediately and rushed straight to the place that Yuxia had told us before.

Because our movements are fast enough, gradually, dozens of mechanics who can use spells appear in front of us and behind us.

But under our impact, these organs really cannot stop us.

The ground was shaking constantly. This time it had little to do with us. It should be a strange situation that happened to Le Yan and the others.

As we continued to move forward, the cold air around us gradually became stronger, and the faint wire filled our sides, making me feel like I couldn't breathe.

But as I continued to activate my mana, this sense of oppression naturally disappeared without a trace.

A straight road, countless rare birds, animals, plants, trees, insects, fish, and even fairies were drawn on the jade steps under your feet. On the gate ahead, a unicorn dragon god seemed to be receiving the worship of many creatures painted on the jade steps.

Behind this door is where Yuxia talked to us. She came here and saw the statue of the two dragons in her mouth, and then she recovered herself and escaped from the Dragon Sacrifice Temple in a panic.

In Yuxia's mouth, she didn't have much effort. She pushed the door open with a light push.

But for us, things can't be that simple.

Sure enough, Huang Bawang used a long stick that he had grabbed from the magical powerhouse in his hand and hit the jade door, and suddenly changed.

The dragon body, whose eyes occupied half of the face, opened its eyes and shot out two red lights from his eyes.

After being swept by these two red lights, I immediately felt my body softening, and endless illusions appeared in front of me, and finally frozen on a picture.

Above the infinite sky, I was floating on a cloud, overlooking many worlds and the joys and sorrows of the world.

Suddenly, the illusion in front of me was shattered. This was just a mirror and water moon. If you look at it more, you will only create some useless nostalgia, which will cause me a lot of trouble.

Especially since I am at the juncture of reaching the state of Dharma, I must work hard to maintain my state of mind.

After returning to normal, I was about to release the pure yang fire and burn the door to ashes when I saw that the door actually opened itself.

Not only that, Huang Bawang also woke up from the illusion, but I couldn't see any joy on his face, but instead I felt a little nostalgic.

Without thinking carefully, I know what Huang Bawang saw.

As for the Huang Feng Rat lying on my shoulder, this time it was not as fast as I could awaken.

This is not a normal phenomenon. I know my state of mind and cultivation. If I say it out loud, I am afraid I can't compare to this Huang Feng Rat.

But he just didn't wake up now. Not only that, this guy lay on my shoulder, as if he was asleep, and he hummed a few times from time to time, as if he had dreamed of something very happy in his dream.

I pushed him with my fingers a few times, but this guy has never woken up, and I have no better way.

"Brother Mo, what do you think we will do now?" Huang Bawang said, swinging the long stick in his hand.

His long stick was wrapped in a layer of golden light, and he directly slapped the three spells that were attacking us, which made a mechanical powerless man who was unable to retreat into a discus all over the ground.

"No choice, go in!"

As I said that, I walked in.

Seeing this, Huang Bawang took back his long stick and walked in with me without saying a word.

It is indeed as Yuxia described it, it is a stone cave. There is water at the other end of the cave. The temperature in the air is extremely low, but there is no freezing on the water surface.

Opposite us, two stone statues of a single-horned dragon stand at the place facing each other across the water.

The dragon, which looked strange and evil, was stepping on the back of another unicorn dragon with its claws.

These two stone statues were indeed carved and vividly, just like living creatures.

But I looked carefully and felt that this possibility was not very high.

The reason why we want to come here is because there are places where ordinary people can obtain the ability of half-dragon transformation. There will naturally be big problems with this ability.

But after we came in, nothing happened.

And here it suppresses the divine thoughts, which makes my divine thoughts unable to fly away from my body and spy on the surrounding situation.

Without this "third eye", I can only look for Huang Bawang so directly.

After searching for it, I found nothing, only the two stone statues separated by a pool were left.

When Huang Bawang was about to flow through the water, I hurriedly grabbed him.

Then I pulled off a few rat hairs from the tail of the yellow wind rat and threw them on the water.

I saw that Huang Fengshi's fluff didn't hold on for a moment and sank directly into the water.

Huang Fengshi's rat hair was not feathers, and it lacked some persuasion, so I took out another piece of oil paper filled with braised chicken legs and spread it flat on the water surface. The next moment, the paper sank into the water flat.

"Is this weak water?" I was stunned for a moment. Although I realized that there must be problems here, I didn't expect it to be such weak water.

The real weak water has no buoyancy, and no matter what it is, it will sink immediately. Now it seems that this cold pond water is very likely to be weak water.

Of course, this place may be fake, so the value of this weak water and cold pond is gone.

Otherwise, put some out, it will also be a pretty good spiritual material.

Seeing this, Huang Bawang immediately put away his outstretched thighs and did not dare to make the idea of ​​just flowing through the water.
Chapter completed!