Chapter 782

On this day, before people came to a rolling mountain range, the mountain was very high, but it was covered by snow and turned into a snow capped mountain with few people.

"It's not far to go through the gagong mountains, and you can reach your destination in a month!" Elder Ji said excitedly.

Everyone cheered in unison. Everyone hoped to complete the task as soon as possible and return to Zixia mountain safely. Especially the warriors, they were even more excited because they were promised that they could be the city masters after completing the task!

However, Feng Yimo's eyebrows are wrinkled tightly, looking at the gagong mountains without saying a word.

Seeing this, elder Ji moved in his heart and asked, "is there anything wrong with Liu Duansheng?"

Feng Yimo pondered for a moment and said, "elder Ji, besides crossing the mountain, is there any other way to go?"

Elder Ji was stunned, thought about it, and said: "there is another way, but it needs more time, at least two more months. What, you don't feel safe in the mountains? "

Feng Yimo didn't answer. Suddenly, he turned his eyes to the bottom of the mountain hundreds of miles away. He saw the changeable situation in front of him. A hundred Zhang high snow wall pushed him forward, and the roaring sound could be heard across the hundred miles.

In front of the crazy rolling snow wall, there are dozens of speeding figures. Feng Yimo can see clearly that they are the monks of the six major Gates who act separately.

"Come on, dig the hole!" Wind Yi ink suddenly color change, the first wave blunt sword, in the hard ground began to dig.

The ground in the realm of death is as hard as iron because it's freezing all the year round.

Elder Ji, elder De, elder Bei and other friars didn't care about their mana consumption. They sacrificed their magic weapons and bombarded the ground with all their strength. Soon, they blasted out deep pits.

"Get in!" Wind Yi Mo red eyes roar, a drag over the rain, plug into the pit under the body.

The already foolish warriors were caught in the pit by the monks one after another. As soon as they got down, the heavy snow rolled over them. The distance of a hundred Li was only thirty seconds, and they arrived in a flash.

Because there is a deep hole to hide, the rolling snow like a wave flies over my head, and instantly drowns the friars running in the front of the six gates.

However, the powerful and fierce sea of snow seemed endless. After rushing through a hundred Li, Gula stopped. The snow on Feng Yimo's head no longer flowed. He waved his blunt sword for the first time and tried his best to dig up.

He is a monk, can not breathe, however, with the rain but can not breathe, at this time, already shortness of breath.

Bang!

Blunt sword stirred a large area of snow, like a snow dragon, rising from under the snow, wind Yi Mo left hand to pull the rain, came to the top.

Bang bang!

There are big snowflakes everywhere. Elder Ji, elder de and elder Bei rush out of the snow with people. They find that Feng Yimo is the first one to come out. They are all stunned.

Because the wind B ink found in time, avoid in time, Zixia mountain and his party no casualties.

In the distance, the friars of the six main gates who were hit with broken tendons climbed out of the snowdrift. Even their high friars fought against such a powerful avalanche with countless casualties.

Elder Ji didn't seem to have the heart to ignore the six large casualties. He waved his hand: "save people!"

An hour later, elder Ji, elder de and others worked hard to rescue the monks of the six major sects. Fifteen bodies were found. All of them were practitioners of the Yin Sha sect. However, there were thirty-two living monks left, indicating that there were still others who could not find their bodies.

What's worse is the puppets of the warrior. There are only more than 20 people left. They are still Pang Chang's old hands and quick eyes. They were put away before the avalanche. Otherwise, they would all be buried in the snow.

Even the surviving monks were all injured, and none of them was intact.

Five Mahayana friars of Dingshan sect seriously injured three people, and Yinsha sect was the worst. Six Mahayana friars died, and two of them were left in the fit stage. All the practitioners of lianxu realm were killed. The ghost female sect was still four, seriously injured two people. The friars of the moon appreciation Pavilion, Pengyan gate and Feixian palace were not damaged, but all of them were injured, but they were not serious.

"Pang Changlao, what happened?" Elder Ji didn't understand how it could be like this. He asked elder Pang.

Pang Chang's eyes showed a trace of panic, and he said in a trembling voice: "we wanted to cross the gagong mountains, but who knows that just halfway up the mountain, when we were about to reach the top of the mountain, a monster appeared on the top of the mountain that we had never seen before. Kuang Daoyou of yinshamen saw that the monster looked lovely, so he went to catch it. Who knows that the monster swallowed Kuang Daoyou, and then spewed out All of us fell from the top of the mountain in the silent air. Before it was over, the snow on the top of the mountain began to collapse quickly, pushing us here, causing heavy casualties! "

Ah?

Everyone was shocked and ate a Mahayana monk. What kind of monster was that? How could it be so powerful?

Elder Ji can't help but think of Feng Yimo's previous words and fight a cold war. If it wasn't for Liu Duansheng's people who went to the gagong mountains ahead of time, maybe he and Liu Duansheng's dissuasion, in order to save time, they went to the mountains, and the end might be the same as Liu Duansheng's.How did he discover the danger on the mountain?

Elder Pang was surprised to see that there were no casualties in Zixia mountain. He stood up and said, "elder Ji, how can you..."

Elder Ji couldn't tell the truth. He made up a few reasons and fooled them. He said goodbye to the people of the six major sects and changed his direction according to Feng Yimo's proposal.

It's better to walk for two more months than to die!

"Why, brother Pang, do you believe him?" Yin Sha door of but leave to come to Pang Long old side, Yin Ze Ze Ze of say.

"But what do you think?" Pang Chang always stares at the aolaizhou people who have gone away and asks in reverse.

"Of course not!"

"So what?" Elder Pang turned around and said, "do you want to follow them?"

"Ha ha ha, brother Pang knows me!" But left to smile to smile, "quick some healing, then keep up with the purple Xia mountain they!"

Because they are all self-cultivation, and when they reach the realm of Mahayana, as long as they don't die, plus the elixir for healing, multiple injuries will be OK. It took them two hours, and they basically recovered in 7788. Although they are not lively, there is no problem to go on their way.

In order to speed up, the monks did not save Yuanshi and Shenzhi. They sent out some puppet beasts, sat on their backs, and chased them in the direction of Zixia mountain.

Gagong mountain, ha ha, I dare not go to kill them. The unknown monster didn't chase them to death. It has already burned high incense.

After more than two thousand miles, Feng Yimo finds the people of the six main gates behind him. He frowns, comes to elder Ji and whispers a few words.

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