In the silence, someone said in a trembling voice: "Those statues before... were all made of living people?"
Jiang Chen quickly said: "Let's get out of this damn place quickly!"
Jing Feng shook his head: "Miss Gao's whereabouts are unknown, how can we abandon her! Keep moving forward, everyone be careful and speak out immediately if there is any movement!"
Jiang Chen still didn't understand what he was thinking. How could the grand leader fight so hard for a strange woman? He was obviously interested in the treasure in the temple and wanted to make a big gamble.
But Jiang Chen didn't want to play with Jing Feng any longer.
As a fourth-level "psychic" god-refiner, Jiang Chen felt the dangerous aura surrounding this place more strongly than anyone else.
He said solemnly: "If you go any further, you will be dead!"
Jing Feng glanced at him with cold eyes: "If you don't have the courage, just go back alone."
Suddenly there was an exclamation: "Gao An!"
Jiang Chen hurriedly turned around and saw that Gao An, who was squatting in front of the wolf, had turned into a statue!
The hunters gathered around and carefully reached out to touch the statue. They felt that their hands were cold, hard and rough, like stone, and there was no sign of a living person.
Gao An has completely turned into a stone statue!
Jiang Chen's scalp was numb, and he was both frightened and confused: Where did the attack come from? Why didn't this young hero feel anything unusual? If that kind of attack was aimed at me, could I avoid it...
Jing Feng also had a sudden thought and made a decisive decision: "Everyone, follow me!"
Everyone followed him in silence.
After running for a while, the long corridor seemed to have no end.
There was a faint rustling sound coming from the front.
The sound came from far to near, much like the sound of some kind of animal rubbing against the ground.
Jing Feng stopped and a talisman floated out of his sleeve and burned up in mid-air. Soon, a large white cloud of cold mist surrounded the four of them.
The temperature in the air dropped sharply, and frost and ice crystals spread around.
Jing Feng did not stop, he continued to chant the spell in his mouth, and formed thick layers of ice on both sides to protect everyone.
There were dense barbs standing on the outside of the ice, and the tips shone with a frightening cold light.
In the lingering mist, Jiang Chen seemed to feel a little more secure.
Although he didn't like Jing Feng, he had to admire this guy's profound cultivation. A fifth-level "Elixir Forming" level spell master, if fully prepared, can even have more powerful combat power than a sixth-level "Blood-moving" martial artist.
"Let's go back the way we came!" This time it was He Wen who suggested.
Jing Feng glared at him: "We'll talk about it after we find Miss Gao!"
The sound of the sound was getting closer and closer, mixed with another kind of "hissing" sound.
Jiang Chenyun turned his attention and through the heavy fog, he could vaguely see countless squirming figures approaching quickly in the depths of the corridor.
It’s a swarm of colorful venomous snakes!
They flew towards them and plunged into the ice mist without fear of death.
The sound of "squeak" and "squeak" was heard endlessly. The viper's body was covered with a thick layer of ice, shaking off ice shards along the way. The sound of the collision with the ground became louder and slower, and soon became... Stiff.
A handful of venomous snakes spit out long messages and rushed to the ice mirror. They were strung on the thorns and gradually became part of the ice layer.
"blocked!"
Everyone took a breath.
Jiang Chen was about to say something to Chi Yang in a low voice when his scalp suddenly became numb and a strong warning signal suddenly arose in his heart. He shouted angrily and blurted out: "Under your feet!"
Seven people jumped up at the same time.
But Du Qibo was the weakest. He was a little slower, and it was in this short moment that the boundary between life and death was drawn.
A layer of gray light spread from her feet, covering her whole body in the blink of an eye. One of her toes stood on the ground, and her whole body turned into a statue.
Those who witnessed this scene did not dare to take a breath.
"Madam!" Jing Feng screamed, his eyes were red and his body was shaking.
He raised his cuffs, floated out a spell, and shot it into the group of poisonous snakes.
With a "boom" sound, the talisman exploded, and a huge pillar of fire rose up, burning all the poisonous snakes in that large area to ashes.
The embers were scattered by the bursting flames and scattered in the mist, covering the smooth ice with a layer of black dust.
Jing Feng walked up to Du Qibo, with tears in his eyes, and kissed her cold, rough cheek.
He buried his head in silence for a long time, took a deep breath, and said: "Keep moving forward!"
"But..." Chiyang wanted to speak.
Jing Feng said irritably: "There is no turning back when you open your bow! We have reached this point, we cannot give up halfway!"
Chiyang nodded: "Okay, I'll fight with you for a while!"
Jiang Chen was about to cry when he heard this conversation: Jing Feng has gone crazy, and he wants to bring everyone to bury his wife, but I don’t want to die with him!
But the current situation no longer allowed him to hesitate. Jing Feng had already rushed out, and the others were following closely behind him. It might be even more dangerous if he was left alone. Jiang Chen had no choice but to risk it all.
Jing Feng used talismans to clear the way, and raised nearly ten fire talismans with his hand, blasting away the various poisonous snakes, bats and insects that were coming, and charged ahead.
Chiyang was chasing closely behind him, and the red blood boiling on his body became more and more intense, almost condensing into a solid frost mist, as pungent as sulfur. Wherever the two swords pointed, everything in the way was turned into powder.
With the blessing of these two, it would be much easier for others.
Once they were on guard, everyone avoided the strange petrified light that emerged from the ground.
At this time, a faint flute sound came from the darkness ahead.
The sound of the flute is graceful and poignant, like a tune mourning the dead, and also seems to soothe the lonely and fearful hearts of strangers.
But this kind of melody floats into people's ears at this moment, mixed with the rapid footsteps, it seems particularly abrupt, and it brings an unknown terror.
The thumping footsteps came closer and closer, becoming clearer, faster and heavier.
The real enemy was finally about to show up, and Jingfeng and his party slowed down.
A tall figure of Yuan Ting Yue Zhi appeared on the edge of darkness, with only a vague outline visible.
He seemed to have noticed the crowd and stopped, only looking at the intruders coldly.
Suddenly, the quiet and ethereal flute sound became extremely real, as if it was ringing in my ears, mixed with echoes, and stretched endlessly in this quiet corridor.
Jingfeng moved forward cautiously. Apart from the sound of the flute, his slow footsteps and suppressed breathing were the only sounds here.
He finally saw the other party's appearance clearly.
It was a tall puppet with hollow eyes, wearing heavy armor and holding a green dragon sword. There was a strong evil aura on its numb face.
As soon as the two met each other, the puppet suddenly stepped forward with his right foot, preparing to charge. But Jingfeng took the lead, waving his sleeves and robes, and dozens of spells flew out, intertwining into a brilliant firework and bombarding the puppet heavily.
"Boom boom..."
"Dong dong dong——"
The puppet's steps didn't slow down at all, and he rushed towards him with his sword raised.
Jing Feng's talisman hit it, and it felt like it was being tickled.
There was a distance of six feet between the two of them, and the puppet had stepped two feet away, leaving four feet to go.
'There is still a chance to take action! Jingfeng made a judgment and cast the spell again.
He waved his right arm a few times and formed seals with his fingers. The temperature in the air dropped suddenly, and the surrounding water elements condensed into tiny ice flakes, flying all over the sky.
Another strong cold wind blew out of the freezing air that enveloped him, picking up ice blades all over the sky and roaring towards the puppet.
The attack after chanting this time was several times more powerful, and the puppet was no longer indifferent. It raised the Green Dragon Sword to parry, and the sword light flashed past in a fan shape, glowing with a deep black color.
Jing Feng's heart sank - this puppet knows how to judge the strength of its attack power based on changes in spiritual energy. It obviously has considerable intelligence and is even more difficult to deal with.
He continued chanting the mantra.
The puppet opened the way with the Green Dragon Sword in his palm, like a black horse breaking into the oncoming ice blade storm.
The black light flashed, and the sound of "kick-kick-kick" ice breaking could be heard endlessly.
Sweat broke out on Jingfeng's forehead, and the arm that cast the spell trembled slightly. The cold air in front of him suddenly surged, completely covering the puppet two feet away.
Chiyang and others in the rear could only see a vast expanse of white cold air, guessing the fierce battle taking place inside.
At this time, Jing Feng suddenly let out a muffled groan, a wisp of blood slipped from the corner of his mouth, and his spell-casting movement paused for a moment. Jiang Chen and others were shocked.
