The three of them arrived at the Pantian Cave at sunset and stopped in front of the entrance of the cave.

Nalan picked up a stone and threw it into the hole, only to hear a few bullets hitting the ground before it was silent. Jiekong felt that the Climbing Cave was not as weird as Nalan said when he went up the mountain, and he planned to enter the cave first, but when he was about to lift his feet, he was pulled back and sat on the ground.

"Silly monk, don't die!" Nalan reprimanded despite the pain on the monk's face, and then tensed his body against the stone wall and walked very slowly towards the cave.

Bai Luofeng and Jiekong watched nervously as Nalan walked into the first step, and found that he was not abnormal at all, and their eyes lit up and immediately learned his movements and moved forward together.

Fang entered the entrance of the cave, and there was still some snow on the road, and the mountain wind whined as it slid through the tunnel, and the monk who was wearing only a monk's robe outside shivered even colder when he heard the sound.

The three of them leaned against the stone wall and moved step by step, the wall was very dry, the uneven rock was uncomfortable, the further forward they were, the more they couldn't see their fingers, just when the three of them regretted why they didn't bring the flint, a bright light appeared in their field of vision.

They quickened their pace towards the light, and after a moment the blinding light faded, and when they opened their eyes, they were all stunned.

There is a cave in the hole, the sparkling pool surface is the top of the cave in the open air to the peak of the extreme peak, the sunlight penetrates the top hole * into the hole, the snow water melted along the edge of the hole drops into the pool along the edge of the hole, the more down from the hole entrance, the more it is covered by ice, the whole climbing cave seems to become a crystal palace, reflecting the appearance of every corner of the cave.

Bai Luofeng looked at the scene that was very different from what Nalan said, and he unconsciously stopped thinking with a little doubt in his heart. And in front of him, Nalan Fold Wind and Jiekong saw that the lonely cold pool was close in front of them, and they couldn't help but want to go up and take a look.

Suddenly, the temperature in the cave plummeted, and fine snow actually fell at the top of the Extreme Heaven Peak, and a thin layer of ice began to condense on the surface of the pool near the shore, while the center of the lake seemed to be boiling hot water.

"It's not good! Luofeng! Quit the sky!Go!" Nalan Zhifeng was the first to notice and shouted, and at the same time, a black shadow broke through the pool and jumped to the shore of the pool.

The three of them looked closely: its shape was like an ape, the bridge of the nose was collapsed, the forehead was bulging, the golden eyes and snow teeth, the white head and the green body, but it was only five feet high, the neck lock was large, the nose wore a golden bell, and the limbs were bound by iron and stone, but after jumping out of the pool, it could not walk ten zhang away.

"Wuzhi Qi!" Bai Luofeng recognized it at a glance, and was horrified in his heart: it is recorded in the Daomen book that Wuzhi Qi is an ancient water monster, and everywhere he goes, the wind and thunder are all in unison, and the wood and stones are all sounding. And this animal knows the depth of the water and the height of the terrain, the art of water control between the world and no one can match, if it is not sealed by Dayu, pressed in the turtle mountain, must be the wicked world.

I didn't expect that Jitian Peak was the Turtle Mountain in the past, and I didn't expect that the eight-colored snow lotus was actually born with Wuzhi Qi.

Jiekong is deep in Hongyu's true biography, how much he knows the monsters in the world, as soon as Bai Luofeng's words came out, he reacted and immediately changed color, hurriedly pulled back his forward body, and instinctively grabbed Nalan by the collar of his windbreaker and retreated wildly.

Wuzhiqi's surprise attack failed, and it was trapped for a long time, roaring and furious, the whole cave trembled for it, and the rocks fell more than once, and suddenly its neck stretched out more than a hundred feet long, and its vicious mouth increased dramatically, and the double fangs were naked and swept straight away in the direction of the withdrawal of the void.

Jiekong watched Wuzhiqi's nose flow like a spring, and he had the heart to dodge but was dizzy by the filthy saliva it spewed.

Wuzhi Qi saw that he was about to swallow the two of them alive, but he sensed the evil qi above his head, and the beast heart was a little afraid, but before he could retract his head, a sword qi hit its neck, but it only scratched a white mark.

Wuzhi Qi was in pain, the ape's arm kept hammering the ground, smashing out countless deep pits, the iron chains on his body clanged, the white ape hated it, grabbed it and swept it around, and for a while the smoke and dust in the climbing cave rolled.

Bai Luofeng fell back behind the other two, took a deep breath, he looked at the out-of-control Wuzhiqi, and tried to calm the palpitations in his heart, just when he was at the last moment, he used all his strength to send out the sword qi that did not hurt the white ape in the slightest.

"Zhifeng, so far, do you still take that eight-colored snow lotus?" Bai Luofeng asked aloud.

When Jiekong heard this, he immediately turned his head to stare at Bai Luofeng, his eyes full of worry about Bai Luofeng's retreat.

Nalan Zhifeng looked at the incomparably strong white ape, but the mist in his eyes was fleeting, and he looked back at Bai Luofeng's eyes very firmly: "For the sake of the purple lotus, the snow lotus must be taken!"

Bai Luofeng was stunned for a moment, then shook his head and laughed at himself: "Alas, all this has come to this point, why do I still want to do so much." He jumped up, flew towards the ape while holding the ink in his hand, and at the same time gave orders to the two of them, "Quit the sky and I to obstruct this evil animal, you have cold poison in the wind but can resist the cold, and then hurry down to the pond to get the lotus while it is unprepared!"

Jiekong and Nalan didn't need to say much, they looked at each other and smiled and followed - Jiekong put his palms together in front of his mouth, chanted Buddhist scriptures in his mouth, and his whole body was immediately wrapped in a layer of strong qi;

Bai Luofeng parryed left and right in the chaotic attack of the iron chain, and he took advantage of the smoke and dust to hold the ink in his hand against the iron rope and rub out sparks all the way to the white ape.

Mo Ming's cold light appeared, and he wanted to pierce Wu Zhiqi's abdomen.

Bai Luofeng thought he had succeeded, but he didn't expect that the tip of the Mo Ming Sword had not entered half a point, and his heart was shocked, and he knew that he was going to have an accident, but the ape had already reacted, and his two fists broke through the wind.

When the boy was about to be sandwiched into minced meat, a golden light crashed into Wuzhiqi's left eye.

Even though the white ape has the incorruptible body of Vajra, its eyes are still weak, and after being hit, it can't bear to fall backwards.

The two fists finally collided and passed by Bai Luofeng, but the energy generated by them completely impacted him.

The boy crashed into the rock wall, then fell face to the ground.

"Luofeng!" Jiekong hurriedly retracted his palm and rushed to Bai Luofeng's side.

The white ape's left eye socket was bleeding profusely, and it took a moment to recover its strength, and with a roar of rage, ignoring the pain of the iron rope embedded in the flesh on its chest, it swelled its body to ten feet in size, and threw the sand and gravel under its feet at the two of them.

Jiekong just helped Bai Luofeng up, completely unaware of the danger behind him.

"Get out of the way!" Bai Luofeng, who was already half up, found the flying sand and stones, threw the little monk aside with one hand, and immediately grabbed Mo Ming with the other hand and swung his sword to resist.

"Bang!" After all, the sword could not resist all the flying stones, and the boy was covered by it, and he sat and collapsed under the rock wall, spitting blood.

Jiekong didn't care about the abrasions on his face, and crawled in front of Bai Luofeng to sweep away the sand and stones that pressed on him, and called his name with a crying voice.

The young man coughed up two mouthfuls of blood, and then slowly opened his eyelids, and soothed the confused monk with a dazzled face: "I didn't expect this evil beast to be so strong, it is worthy of an ancient disaster beast, but it is not so easy to kill me." ”

He stood up staggering under the support of Jiekong, Mo Ming returned to his hands, and when the dust in the cave dissipated, the figure of Wu Zhiqi disappeared from time to time, and the young man showed bloodshot white teeth, I don't know if it was an illusion, he actually laughed a little crazy:

"It seems that the wind has jumped into the lonely cold pool, and I can give it a go. Hehe, when Mo Ming casts the sword, every inch increases, it will be evil by one point, and it will be awe-inspiring when it is cast to eight points! Let you, the evil beast, taste the power of the world's first fierce sword today!"