The sound of "ding ding ding ding ding ding" was heard, and the swords were like rain, and all of them were gathered on the copper door like iron.

Yelu Dashi's right hand trembled violently, his face turned from red to white, and then from white to red. He held on for a while, "Boom!" The copper door suddenly shrank like a disk, his sword shattered, and it exploded all over the sky.

He grabbed the "copper door" and rebounded with Princess Jinhua to throw away the empty space, crossing high above Xu Xuan and Wang Chongyang's head.

The Vermilion Bird's Petal Picture was still in the hands of these two people, so they could not let them escape. But they looked north, Lin Lingsu and Ao Wuming looked west, and they could not care about this end, but they could not care about that end.

As soon as Wang Chongyang hesitated, another figure passed by, with a silk screen lying across, and Yelu Dashi and Jinhua were wrapped in it.

The man was cheering in green clothes, barefoots were as snowy as the toes, and his toes were a little on the blue waves, and then turned westward.

"Sister Xiaoqing!"

"Miss Xiaoqing!"

Xu Xuan and Wang Chongyang shouted almost at the same time, both surprised and happy. However, Xiaoqing didn't even glance at it, jumped into the waves like a flying fish, and then jumped out of the lake with a "whistle" sound. In the net in front of her, there was a curled woman in white lying, which was Li Shishi.

Xu Xuan shouted repeatedly, but Xiaoqing refused to respond, turned west again, following Lin Lingsu.

The sword lights scattered and gathered again. With Mu Hua and Yan Shi women chased her together. Wang Chongyang did not dare to be negligent and chased her with Xu Xuan on his back.

The immortal tree leaned into the cracked valley of the cliff, with branches and leaves covering the sky like green clouds, and the drums surged and undulated. Lin Lingsu and Xiaoqing sank into it one after another, rushing up and down.

The sword formation "swooshed" across the sky, cutting off leaves and removing branches, chasing them relentlessly.

Wang Chongyang's heart was up and down, and his eyes were fixed on Xiaoqing without any moment, gathering his energy at his fingers, like an arrow on the string. Fortunately, she turned left and right, and the flying sword was still hard to reach.

Lin Lingsu suddenly stepped on his right foot and flew up in the air. The immortal tree roared and sank, and collapsed the cliff ahead for more than ten feet. The dust was bleak, and a narrow, long and steep rift valley was faintly revealed.

He rushed down the wind and ran hundreds of feet along the rift valley, suddenly turned to the right and disappeared.

Wang Chongyang and the other two followed Xiaoqing, rushed down and turned right, but saw a deep hole on the stone wall, six or seven feet high and less than two feet wide, allowing only one person to bend over and pass.

Xiaoqing suddenly drilled in.

Xu Xuan grabbed a vine and tied it to himself, tied it to Wang Chongyang's arm, and said, "Brother Chongyang, just pull me forward. If the situation is urgent, cut off the vine..."

The flying sword was like a rainstorm, hitting the hole crisply and continuously. Wang Chongyang's Qi Sword swept the block, pulled him and Su Qing into the hole, bent down and ran.

The corridor was cramped and dark, and the wind was gusts. Wang Chongyang opened the fire several times, but was wiped out by the demonic wind. He had to rely on his mind to explore the way, dragging Xu Xuan, protecting Su Qing, and fumbled in and chased.

Fortunately, the cave was only a hundred feet long. When it reached the end, it gradually became spacious. I saw the sun shining in front of me, and a dark thing was standing at the entrance of the cave. Lin Lingsu was leaning over and standing on the side. When he saw a group of people chasing him, he turned around and laughed, and turned over and crawled in.

In an instant, the dazzling lights danced, the dust flew, and the dark things trembled violently.

"Liuhe Coffin!" Xu Xuan was shocked, not knowing whether it was shocked or happy. The entrance of the cave was where he was "traveling" to Kunlun, and the dark things were the Liuhe Coffin that he could not find without iron shoes.

"Young Lin Lingsu" is familiar with the road here, and obviously "travels" to Kunlun. The "Liuhe Coffin" is like the entrance and exit of the time and space channel, and no one knows where to connect.

Once the divine coffin is activated, if you want to catch Lin Lingsu and Ao Wuming, it will be like looking for a needle in a haystack. It is impossible to let those two demons go. If Xiaoqing is let go, how can you know if the torrent of time and space will rush back to the original path, and will she be buried in the chaotic abdomen?

Thinking of the saying "All the past cannot be changed", he was even more anxious and shouted, "Sister Xiaoqing, wait..." Somewhere out of power, he suddenly pulled down the vine on Wang Chongyang's arm, threw it straight through the air, and wrapped around Xiaoqing's ankle without any bias.

Xiaoqing held the lid of the coffin and looked back at him. She couldn't see her face clearly in the darkness, but she saw her eyes flashing with joy, love, sadness, anger, pain... She suddenly passed, and then she smiled and jumped into the coffin.

The cyclone rolled wildly, and Xu Xuan tightened his waist, and was immediately pulled up by the vines, and rushed towards the Liuhe Coffin.

Wang Chongyang let out a low voice, grabbed his ankle, and was pulled up in the air. In a hurry, he grabbed Su Qing's wrist and rushed into the coffin like a bead.

"boom!"

The coffin lid sinks, buzzing and shaking violently.

Xu Xuan turned wildly, as if he had fallen into an abyss. It was pitch black on the top and bottom left and right. The vines on his waist were instantly squeezing, and his ankles were empty. Xiaoqing, Wang Chongyang, and Su Qing were all gone, and even the exclamations could not be heard.

This is not the first time he fell into the space-time channel of Liuhe Coffin, but he was shocked and nervous, but he was far better than before.

Bai Suzhen, Xiaoqing lost and gained again, gained and lost again, everything was like a yellow beam dream. But I don’t know where when I woke up from the dream? Is the person I love dead or life?

"Bang!" Before I could think about it, my right shoulder hit the side of the coffin, and with the continuous trembling of the back, the Liuhe coffin seemed to have fallen to the ground. The divine coffin buzzed and trembled violently, and the star map inside the coffin lid flashed randomly, as if it was still rotating at a rapid speed.

Then the cyclone suddenly bulged, throwing him out of the edge of the lifted coffin lid, turning over and rolling quickly.

When he looked back, the light of the Liuhe Coffin shook like a floating light and bubble, suddenly disappeared without a trace.

Xu Xuan was shocked and anxious. When he was about to reach out to grab it, he felt the sky was spinning, thousands of illusions, and the sound was sweeping like a craze, and then it suddenly disappeared.

It was pitch black all around, and fireflies were dancing, and the ball of light was still appearing and disappearing above.

In a blink of an eye, he "returned" from Kunlun half a year ago to the bottom cell of Jinshan Temple.

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Wang Chongyang tightly grabbed Su Qing's wrist and flew rapidly in the darkness. His breathing was suffocating, his heartbeat was like a wild one, and he couldn't help but whistle. Then he heard a loud "boom" sound, and his eyes were steeply bright, and the stars and moons flashed one after another, and were supported by huge waves to the sky.

The wind is howling and the sky is spinning.

Above them is the vast night sky, and below is the vast ocean...

In an instant, it seemed that it would return from the towering Kunlun to the vast East China Sea again! However, the unfathomable Guixu Sea Whirlpool had turned into a rolling water column that was more than a hundred feet high, like a dragon squirting between the sky and the sea, hovering and dancing wildly.

The two of them were both surprised and surprised. They looked around in the air and disappeared without seeing Xu Xuan, Xiaoqing, Lin Lingsu and others. Could it be that they were sent elsewhere by the Liuhe Coffin?

Wang Chongyang was full of true energy and shouted loudly: "Your Highness the Prince! Miss Xiaoqing!" The voice was like a thunder, echoing from afar, but there was no response. He was extremely disappointed.

The water column under his feet suddenly collapsed downwards, Su Qing's body was unbalanced, and she exclaimed, and fell sharply by the extremely fierce vortex column, and was thrown outwards.

Wang Chongyang hurriedly swung over her waist, stepped on the toes on the vortex column, turned over and swung quickly, holding her hand, and her clothes were swelling, and swept towards the sea in the distance.

The full moon hangs westward, casting their shadows loomingly on the rippling waves, as if two gulls and birds were flying together.

Su Qing's ears and cheeks were burning, and she wanted to withdraw her hand, but she felt that there were traces of her fingertips trembled slightly, and she wanted to stretch but bent. Fortunately, Huizhen, the soul of the Snake Saint was swept by the vortex of time and space, and she was still sleeping and still not awake, and no one noticed her subtle thoughts.

At this time, the roar behind them turned smaller, and the vortex column as high as a hundred feet had shrunk by most. When their toes touched the sea, they shrank to only a dozen feet high. Then the snow waves surging and gradually calmed down, and the abyss and sea valleys that had absorbed everything disappeared.

Thinking of the short and fantastic experience of Hua Shen Valley, it feels like having a big dream, with indescribable uneasy and sadness.

Since the Liuhe Coffin has sent him and Su Qing back to the East China Sea, does it mean that Xu Xuan, Xiaoqing, Li Shishi, Ao Wuming... have all been thrown back to the original place, and the time and space are rotated, but everything has not changed? At this time, Xiaoqing is still buried in the chaotic belly?

As soon as he thought about this, Wang Chongyang felt even more heartbroken and almost burst into tears.

The sky is vast, and the whole world seems to be the only two of them, and I don’t know where to go for a moment.

Not to mention that we can no longer return to Kunlun at this time, even if we can go back, it will no longer be the Hua Shen Valley that was half a year ago. The past cannot be changed, so we can only seek a future. The most urgent task is to send Su Qing back to Lin'an as soon as possible, defeat Li Shishi's conspiracy at the Immortal and Buddha Conference, and regain Huizhen's body.

He calmed down and was about to speak, when he suddenly saw the waves rising and falling, the sails were inspiring, and a merchant ship was shaking left and right towards them.

The two looked at each other and were both strange and happy. What was happy was that the sea was vast. It was difficult to reach the sky if you wanted to control the wind. It was much easier to have this big boat ride on the ferry. What was strange was that when you looked down at the high altitude, there were no sails on the sea. Where did this big boat come out? Without time to think about it, they shouted loudly and rushed towards the big boat.

The two of them jumped onto the side of the boat, but saw the moon shining brightly on the deck. Dozens of people either stood or sat or crawled on the ground, their postures were stiff and strange, and they could not respond. They all looked pale, their eyes were red, their clothes and their hair were blown by the strong wind, but their limbs were motionless, and their expressions seemed to be frozen.

"Fire-eyed Ice Corpse!" Wang Chongyang was shocked. He could not have caught these monsters in the East China Sea thousands of miles away from Beihaier Lake!

Su Qing had seen a corpse, but she had never seen such a strange scene. For a moment, her hair stood up, and she was shocked and scared, and she couldn't help but lean behind him.

Wang Chongyang had fought with the Fire-Eyed Ice Corpse many times in Beihai that day. He had a little experience and whispered: "Master, don't be afraid. These people have just turned into ice corpses. The 'corpse fire' has not yet ignited in their eyes, so there is no serious problem."

Lead her slowly through the corpse group and inquire around.

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