Six Hundred and Nineteenth Chapter Courage Five

After Fenghuai fell asleep, a female cultivator in a team quietly got up and walked to Lin Xin's side.

"Brother Lin."

Lin Xin turned his face and glanced at her.

"What's up?"

The female cultivator smiled wryly. On the right side of her pretty face, there was a disfigured bloody mouth. Obviously it was an injury from the previous combat power. In such a place where there is no magic technique, and even the medicine is used up, it can only be so embarrassing.

"Although I know it's presumptuous, I still want to ask my brother one thing."

The nun lifted up the letter she was holding in her hand.

"If I die in the mission this time, I would like to ask my senior brother to send a message to my family, I don't know..."

Lin Xin looked at this female cultivator who was only at the third level, his face remained unchanged, and he said softly after a while.

"Actually, wouldn't it be better for you to go back and pass the message?"

"I'm afraid I won't live until that time..." The female cultivator shook her head. "My father, Zhao Xuanzhen, is the Patriarch of the Zhao family in the Chongyang Realm. Please, brother..."

There was a hint of pleading in her eyes.

Lin Xin looked up, and at some point behind the female cultivator, there were also many monks in the team standing.

Each of them held letters in their hands, and everyone looked at themselves expectantly.

"give it to me."

He sighed and whispered.

If anyone can survive this mission, then the most likely one is him.

So everyone pinned their hopes on him.

They are just ordinary monks in Bihu Mountain. They may all be geniuses outside, but in the Zongmen, they are just ordinary members who cannot be more ordinary.

Feng Huai, who was sleeping on his side, with his back to everyone, also sighed slightly.

He also received letters from some team members, so he naturally understood Lin Xin's mood at this time.

Listening to the team members stepping forward to hand over the letters to Lin Xin, he felt uncomfortable. No one expected that an energy storm suppressed the spell in a task that was thought to be easy, causing him to lose his fifth rank. Similar to the general fourth-order, many things are locked in the space equipment and cannot be taken out.

As a result, the current team has suffered so many casualties.

"Fairy Mountains of the Four Seas...!" Thinking of the corpses of the team members who died in the snow on the way, Feng Huai's heart tightened slightly, and his eyes became stern.

He has only practiced for only two hundred years, and after all, he has not seen through these life, old age, sickness and death, grievances and hatreds.

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The heavy snow was swirling one after another, falling slowly like feathers.

A broken building, the upper half of which is cut off obliquely, is pressed on top of another shorter building, just forming a shaded area similar to a pergola.

Lin Yaoyang sat alone in the shadows, a little white light in his hand kept turning on and off.

"The power of purification must be very strong. It must be that I haven't found a way to use it." She tried her best to suppress the previous scene, calmed down, and continued to carefully exercise the control of the power of purification.

"Miss Yang!"

Suddenly, at the bonfire over there, Song Danhao got up and called out.

"Something new."

Lin Yaoyang quickly got up and walked over to the bonfire, while Xu Ling was preparing some disgusting ointment.

Gong Shang Bai Yu held a water bottle with a strange smell and drank slowly.

Song Danhao fiddled with the fire by himself.

"Sister Yang, I think I probably know where the thing we are looking for is." His face was solemn, and he didn't mean to be joking at all.

"What are we looking for?" Lin Yaoyang was taken aback.

"Yes, we must find a way to leave here, but not long ago, I have been faintly aware that there seems to be some power watching us and guiding us towards the deepest part of this ruin."

Song Danhao explained.

"Deep in my blood, there is a voice that has been calling me. I was afraid of something bad, so I ignored it, but now, we have no choice."

"Four Seas Fairy Mountain, Illusory Sea Pole, and Bihu Mountain, and other weaker sects have all arrived. Of course, the so-called weaker is compared with these three sects. It is also a big trouble for us.

So we really don't have a choice. "

Xu Ling's small faces were tightly knit together, while trying to pour the viscous weird ointment into an empty bottle.

This is a simple wound medicine that she has just prepared, made from local materials. In such a situation where there is no use of spells, it may be a life-saving medicine at any time.

"What the hell is here? They all came here, so it's impossible to just catch us, right?" Gong Shang Bai Yu said weakly.

"Of course not." Song Danhao's eyes flashed a gloomy look, "In the East Sea of ​​the Four Seas Fairy Mountain, Du Qijun, the Four-Eared Immortal, personally led the team. Before that, he deliberately showed mercy and let us flee. The purpose is already obvious."

"Tears of the Snowman King? Or the courage of the Snowman King?" Xu Ling suddenly understood.

"Should have." Song Danhao shook his head, "Du Qijun of the Eastern Sea of ​​the Four Seas Fairy Mountain, I have also heard from the master that he is one of the most famous and powerful people in the Eastern Sea. Generally, if these fifth-orders are not safe, they will not easily go to the outer domain of the void. suffer.

Letting thousands of years of life in the human world not enjoy, and running to the void, maybe in a few years or decades, he will be killed by the void demon spirit. Isn't this sick? "

"Du Qijun... Four-Ear Immortal? I also seem to have heard that he has opened a chain of Chonghai teahouses on many islands in the East China Sea. I heard that his family is wealthy and he is the second husband of the Dragon Palace in the East China Sea."

Patriarch Bai Yu, a palace merchant, is near the sea, so he has a little better news about this.

"Donghai Dragon Palace?" Lin Yaoyang sank slightly, "I'm afraid it will have a dragon talisman..."

"Dragon Talisman? What is that?"

Xu Ling and the others had never heard of this thing.

"The magic weapon made of golden dragon scales is only available in the Dragon Palace. My father was lucky enough to see it once, and it can trigger the phantom of a sixth-level real dragon to launch twice. It's extremely terrifying!" Lin Yaoyang looked serious.

"Sixth order...!!"

All of a sudden, a group of people gasped.

"Furthermore, Du Qijun is not practicing ordinary exercises, but the Nuhai Jue with extremely strong aura, which is nearly twice as deep as that of ordinary monks of the same rank. He is also a famous figure in the Four Seas Fairy Mountain." Gong Shangbai Yu added.

"The rest are fine, but this four-eared fairy Du Qijun...he definitely let us go on purpose, this guy..." Black flames glowed in Song Danhao's eyes.

"Let's take a break and go, get there early and be relieved early."

"En." Several people responded to each other, and they all sat down by the campfire to warm up.

After resting for a while, the palace merchant Bai Yu suddenly opened his arms wide, and a layer of light spread out, covering the four of them.

hum!

In an instant, the four of them were enveloped by a hemispherical silver light curtain and disappeared instantly.

Boom!

On a dark floor not far away, a group of men in black were quietly hiding in the shadows.

The woman in black who led the team, with white hair all over her head, was the leader of the Magic Sea Polar Region that Si Er had met once before.

Seeing the four fleeing, the woman was startled, but a trace of hostility flashed in her eyes immediately.

"Scatter and chase! They can't run far!"

Behind them, five men in black bowed silently and quickly disappeared into the darkness.

Their breath was extremely weak, and they would not cause the snowman to attack at all along the way, but they managed to find Song Danhao and others safely and soundly.

But I didn't expect these people to come up with this trick suddenly and force the sudden teleportation.

"Master, Du Qijun is here too."

A person watching from the dark suddenly said.

"He's been there all the time. This guy must have planted something on those people. Du Qijun... Humph! If he doesn't show up, then don't blame me for being rude." The woman stretched her hand into her arms, Touching the things I brought this time, my heart became more calm, and I turned around and walked towards the dark place.

"Here is very close to the center, we must not let him preempt! Let's go."

"yes!"

A group of men in black followed the woman, and soon completely disappeared into the shadows.

No one was better at dealing with ice-type monsters like snowmen than monks who were born in the polar regions of the imaginary sea.

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On a rooftop in the distance.

Four-eared Du Qijun was condescending, looking from afar at the place where Song Danhao and others disappeared below.

His face was calm, and he even smiled a little.

"Brother Jun, that kid really brought someone in." Deputy Dong Shengping walked behind him and said in a low voice.

"What about people from other sects?" Du Qijun said lightly.

"It's already reached the extension, and it may take several days to catch up with us." Dong Shengping replied, looking at Du Qijun with a hint of admiration and admiration.

From childhood to adulthood, he has always stood behind him like this. The two of them studied martial arts together, practiced together, and apprenticed together, everything is together.

It has been more than 500 years now, and he watched with his own eyes that the elder brother he admired the most, gradually climbed from a gangster to the current height step by step.

No one knew better than him how much the Four Eared Immortal Du Qijun had paid to climb to his current position.

As a powerhouse of the fifth rank, Du Qijun has another identity, he is the founding patriarch of another small sect.

In addition, his power network also extends to the entire East China Sea. Over the years, with the passage of time, even he, the old man who has been closely beside Du Qijun, no longer knows how much power he has in his hands, and how much power is behind him.

Son-in-law of Dragon Palace, this is just one of his many identities.

"What's the matter? Why are you looking at me like that?" Du Qijun seemed to be aware of his friend's gaze, and turned around and asked gently.

"It's nothing." Dong Shengping came back to his senses. No matter what, he was his only close friend and only big brother in the hundreds of years since he was a child.

"Brother Jun, what is the courage of the Snowman King? Why did it attract so many people to fight for it?"

Du Qijun smiled slightly.

"The snowman king's tears are treasures used to enhance the power of the soul. And the snowman king's courage is naturally related to the soul.

That thing is a powerful treasure that can awaken people's past life memories, and it also has the effect of purifying the essence. "

"Awaken the memory of the previous life?" Dong Shengping was taken aback, "Isn't it the powerful magic weapon rumored?"

"Of course not." Du Qijun shook his head. "Okay, those four people should enter the Void Palace now, let's follow."

"yes!"

With a wave of his hand, a circle of colorful round beads jumped out in front of Du Qijun, red, orange, yellow, green, black, blue, and purple. The seven colors condensed into seven beads, which were slowly linked together to form a ring.

The palm-sized ring suddenly hissed, expanded and opened, turning into a colorful vortex as tall as a person.

Du Qijun was the first to step into the vortex, Dong Shengping waved his hand back, and more than a dozen platinum-dressed monks gathered from the corner of the roof.

"Half of the people will go in, and the rest will guard the entrance and exit outside."

Dong Shengping ordered, and then he quickly followed, stepped into the vortex, and disappeared. (to be continued ~^~)