(The wall you built with your own hands needs to be destroyed with your own hands)

Riding on the wind and snow, a few people returned to the cave on the mountain wall in a short time.

After Mo Yun inherited the Mountain-moving Demon Flag, he became more sensitive to large and small rocks than others. After he stepped forward and passed his hand over the surrounding rock walls, his golden eyes became dignified.

No matter how much he activates the mountain-moving technique, he can only control the rocks on the surface. Rocks two feet below the surface cannot be sensed.

"Zhizhi, come and take a look too." Mo Yun said.

Mu Zhizhi stepped forward, opened his Qingxiu and penetrated a stream of energy into the rock wall. After a moment, he said: "Although the things inside are not mountain rocks, it seems that the ice blue crystals mentioned in the end have filled the entire mountain wall.

and,"

Speaking of this, Mu Zhizhi knocked down the outer layer of the stone wall with one punch, revealing the ice blue crystal stone and said: "Mo Yun, you first try using the stone splitting technique with 20% of your strength."

After Mo Yun heard this, he thrust his sword finger into the icy blue crystal stone. The mountain wall shook instantly, and a ten-foot-deep stone cave was opened by this method.

Mu Zhizhi said again: "Try using 100% of your strength."

Mo Yun was stunned and said: "Ten percent? Ten percent will fly down this mountain!"

Mu Zhizhi frowned and said: "I can guarantee that the effect of your 100% attack will be the same as the effect of your 20% attack. If you don't believe it, I will first use the Jade Wall Technique to protect the five feet within it."

After Mu Zhizhi said this, he took out his jade flute and poured the Jade Wall Technique into the crystal. Seeing him like this, Mo Yun also concentrated on concentrating the power of the mountain on his fist. The moment he punched out, the wind of the fist slowed down.

Strength is weakened.

This punch only hit a distance of one foot as Mu Zhizhi said...

"How is this going?!"

Everyone was shocked, even the curtain on the side was startled.

As I said just now, the aura of this crystal can freeze time and set an upper limit on speed. Now it seems that the upper limit of speed and movement skills are also limited.

What exactly are the ice kyanites in these two mountain walls?!

After hesitating for a moment, everyone decided to check on the mandrill tribe who was locked up.

Lu Mu led everyone towards the depths of the cave. Lanfeng and Hai Yesheng had been chasing Lu Mu for a long time in the cave. Although their flight speed was limited, they knew that the cave was quite long.

After a while, the curtain signaled for everyone to stop. She walked among the stalactites on the side of the aisle, lowered herself down and brushed off the dust with her hands, and saw a crescent moon symbol revealed between the two stalactites.

"This is it." After saying this, he pressed down the crescent moon symbol. In an instant, the crescent moon was filled with ice-blue light and extended towards the mountain wall.

This blue light wandered among the cracks in the rocks on the mountain wall, gradually outlining a stone door with a ghost face printed on it. Two more "boom" sounds were heard, and accompanied by dust, the stone door opened.

"Let's go." Luo Mu walked in front and led everyone to the inside of the stone gate.

After going through several twists and turns, we arrived at the place where the mandrill tribe was placed. The icy blue spar here emitted a faint light, and the strands of light drawn from this light were also frozen in the air.

When Lan Feng and others passed by these light filaments, they stirred their direction, and when they looked back

At this time, the stirring and twisted part was also frozen in the air.

The curtain stopped, and she raised her hand to summon a bright light that filled the space. She glanced at the surrounding stone walls and said, "Here we are, I placed the bodies of my people here thousands of years ago."

Under this light, Lan Feng and others took a rough look at the space composed of icy blue crystals. These crystals were arrogant and crisscrossed, and the space was filled with blue light, which should have formed a hundred-meter-square cellar.

And on the surrounding crystal walls, there were countless figures scattered around.

Lan Feng and others stepped forward and took a closer look. These figures were all about eight feet tall and were embedded in the stone wall in varying depths.

Under the squeeze of the crystal, they all had broad backs and slender limbs, and their bodies were covered with long black manes and long hair sticking to their muscles.

The arms hang down and are as long as the knees. As expected, the face has the appearance of a grimace with green and white cheeks and a red nose.

But what made everyone feel frightened was that traces of dark red blood sprouted from the backs of these mandrills' heads. They wandered around inside the crystal stone, and their ends actually merged with the crystal stone!

With a complicated look on her face, she said: "That's what I said. These blood threads are growing on the spar. I don't dare to act rashly for fear of hurting them. Do you think you have any good ideas?"

Mu Zhizhi stepped forward to check, then turned to Mo Yun and said: "Mo Yun, I still have to ask you to clean the surrounding crystals first. Remember, the part of the head that connects the crystals must be cut off together. Mo

Don’t touch those bloody threads rashly.”

Mo Yun nodded and stepped forward, placing his hand in front of a mandrill body. He closed his eyes and let the stone-breaking body technique gradually pour into the inside of the crystal. This body technique traveled in the crystal and wrapped the mandrill body. Mo Yun

Yun Qing shouted: "Open!"

There was a click, and the crystal in front of him shattered, and he took out the mandrill's body, except for the head, which was still wrapped in the crystal.

A musty smell assaulted his nostrils. After being dusted for thousands of years, these bodies were still stiff. Seeing this, Lan Feng summoned the Yinghuo Demon Fire and slowly injected the fire energy into the bodies.

Seeing this, Luo Mu thanked Lan Feng. She knew that the blood of this body that had been motionless for thousands of years had solidified. If the warm blood was not activated, it would rot if exposed to the air for a long time.

"This is troublesome..."

Just as Lanfeng used demonic fire to protect the mandrill's body, Mu Zhizhi and Mo Yun made distressing noises.

He ended by saying, "Have you two discovered anything?"

Mu Zhizhi used the secret method of life to explore the blood threads while shaking his head and said: "End, if I guessed correctly, these blood threads should be the memories hidden in this body..."

"What?!"

Everyone was startled and said: "Memory is originally a void and elusive thing. How could it become such a blend of blood and crystal?"

Mu Zhi said: "I don't know, but when I touch these blood threads with a secret method, some memory fragments of their lifetimes will flash in front of my eyes. There may be something strange about these crystal stones that can materialize the memory.

.”

Lan Feng also said at this time: "The end, when I inherited the Demonic Banner of Hun Tian in the Underworld Realm, King Peng used a liquid called Heart Cleansing Water to seal memories, and then materialized them and poured them into dreams. This crystal

Stone, I'm afraid it has the same effect as the heart-cleansing water, but the heart-cleansing water does not have the effect of freezing time and setting the upper limit of movement."

After hearing this, Lan Feng sighed: "Well, what should we do..."

Mu Zhizhi lifted the body up and used the rejuvenation technique to restore its vital signs, and then said to Lan Feng: "Lan Feng, this is the end of the matter now.

We can only treat a dead horse as a living doctor."

Lan Feng said: "Please tell me."

Mu Zhi said: "I need you to use the demon fire as a blade to peel off this crystal stone from the blood threads of memory little by little. During this process, I will build a memory bridge to connect the memory of each blood thread with your consciousness.

Remember, as soon as you see a white light appear in front of you, you have to stop. Because after the white light is their memory, you must not hurt these memories to prevent them from experiencing memory confusion and going crazy when they return to their souls!"

Lanfeng understood what Mu Zhizhi meant, that is to say, now he is like an executioner. He needs to find the critical point where the end of the memory blood thread is connected to the crystal, and separate the two here, one centimeter more and one less.

Not even centimeters.

Lanfeng nodded, and Mu Zhizhi said to Mo Yun: "Mo Yun, in the meantime, you need to stabilize the crystal stones that Lan Feng cut so that they don't scatter. Because these memory blood threads grow in the crystal stones.

Yes, no one knows what will happen if they are separated from the crystal. Only when all the bloodshot threads on a head are peeled off can I use my body to protect these memories.

As for the others, you can first use your body skills to break through the constraints of the remaining mandrill body, but you must be careful and keep the head intact like this one."

After the division of labor was settled, the people dispersed. Mo Yun used the stone condensation technique to stabilize the mandrill's body on the ground, and held up the mandrill's head with one hand and winked at Mu Zhizhi and Lan Feng.

The two understood each other and sat cross-legged on opposite sides of the body. Mu Zhizhi pulled out a golden thread from Lanfeng's forehead with one finger, and then passed it through the neck of the mandrill's body and merged it into his brain.

Mu Zhi said: "In this way, your consciousness will not be invaded by this ice blue crystal stone. Before the demon fire comes into contact with his memory, you are awake, and you can use the demon fire as a blade to cut off the blood thread bit by bit.

Peel off, but as soon as your eyes turn white, you need to stop immediately."

Lan Feng nodded and activated the Xuan Gong Heavenly Scroll "Clear Mind" movement technique to keep his mental power in a highly concentrated state. He lit demonic fire as a blade on his fingertips and cut away at the bloodshot memory bit by bit.

This operation was quite difficult. The thickest blood threads of these memories were no more than a bamboo stick, and the thinnest ones were only as thin as a hair. After three hours, Lan Feng only carefully removed a dozen of them.

But this meticulous work was also the most critical thing for Lan Feng. He frowned, summoned seven or eight clones in a flash, and then used the "small and small Ruyi" method to become an inch-long villain.

These clones were naturally connected with his thoughts, and they lit up demonic fires and carefully cut the crystal stones.

This clone spell has greatly improved the efficiency. After another two hours, as the last memory blood thread was cut, Lanfeng finally breathed a sigh of relief. At this time, several people stopped what they were doing and gathered around.

He wiped the sweat from his forehead and nodded to Mu Zhizhi. Mu Zhizhi said: "Mo Yun, now is the most critical time. I will use my body skills to hold these bloodshot threads first, and then you follow my instructions to remove the spar."

Take the pieces away."

Mu Zhizhi withdrew the golden thread on Lanfeng's forehead and activated the secret method of life to protect the blood thread...

"withdraw!"

Mu Zhizhi drank it, and Mo Yun immediately scattered the crystals in the air.

In an instant, these blood threads of memory quickly gathered into his mind along with Mu Zhizhi's secret method of life, and the mandrill's body began to tremble uncontrollably.

After the bloodshot eyes were restored, the body seemed to have no movement. Mu Zhizhi nodded and signaled Mo Yun to untie the restraints.
Chapter completed!