Hearing the boy in white with a slight joking smile, Nangong Shi couldn't help but swear and cursed: "Damn, if you are not afraid of death, it means you won't die! Next time the sea of ​​fire will not turn into ashes?"

"Cough! I'm afraid there's not even the ashes left!" San Yisheng couldn't help but cough.

Nangong Shi, who looked depressed and helpless, couldn't help but look at San Yisheng with frown and said, "What should I do?"

"It's easy to do! It's just a sea of ​​fire!" The boy in white smiled and couldn't help looking at the two of them and said, "Why, the two loyal ministers and generals of Xibo, dare not be the ones for Xibo, and your eldest son, for the next sea of ​​fire? In this way, I'm a bit over you!"

After hearing this, Nangong Shi was twitching in his face, and his face was so angry that he wanted to speak.

"Hey! General Nangong, don't be impulsive!" San Yisheng, who waved his hand slightly to stop Nangong Shi, then frowned and looked at the boy in white and said, "I don't know what this boy is called?"

He smiled faintly and glanced at San Yisheng, and a boy in white with a curvature curled up at the corner of his mouth, and couldn't help but say, "You can call me Baishi Boy! I know you, Doctor San Yisheng San of Xiqi!"

"Boy Baishi! I don't know what the mystery of this sea of ​​fire is? I know, you will never let us go to die. Let's just say it out loud! Stop teasing us anymore!" San Yisheng, who nodded gently, hurriedly bowed to Boy Baishi.

Teasing? Nangong Shi was stunned when he heard this, and then reacted and looked at the boy Baishi and gritted his teeth and became depressed.

The boy Shiraishi who shook his head and smiled casually said, "You are so boring! Okay. I won't joke with you anymore. Now, please go to the sea of ​​fire!"

"What?" Turning to look at San Yisheng with a slightly stiff expression, the boy Shiraishi smiled and said, "Doctor San doesn't think I really want you to die? Then why don't you dare to go into the sea of ​​fire?"

When San Yisheng heard this, his eyes flashed slightly and said in surprise: "You mean, this sea of ​​fire will not burn people to death?"

"Haha, master, I've pointed out the way. If you don't want to leave, please go home!" The boy Baishi who chuckled, disappeared with a silence, as if he had disappeared out of thin air.

Seeing this, San Yisheng was stunned for a moment and couldn't help but show his confusion and hesitation on his frown.

"Hmph! The sea of ​​fire is the sea of ​​fire! I, Nangong Shi, have not tried the sea of ​​fire yet, so I will try it today!" Nangong Shi, who was speaking, took a step on the horse's belly, sat down and ran up and headed towards the sea of ​​fire in front of him.

"General Nangong!" San Yisheng saw Nangong Shi heading towards the sea of ​​fire as he spoke, and couldn't help but speak quickly.

However, within a few breaths, the war horse carried Nangong Shi to the sea of ​​fire. He jumped directly into the sea of ​​fire without any stagnation.

"Ah!" Nangong Shi and the war horse who had just entered the sea of ​​fire were instantly surrounded by flames and turned into a fiery red color. As the shrill neighing of the war horse, Nangong Shi also raised his head and screamed.

Listening to the shrill sound, San Yisheng's face turned pale and his whole body trembled: "No!"

"General Nangong!" As he exclaimed, the Xiqi soldiers behind him also changed their expressions one by one.

"Boy Baishi! Save people!" San Yisheng, who turned to react, looked at all directions a little crazy and sadly and shouted anxiously.

However, as soon as San Yisheng's voice fell, Nangong Shi's wanton laughter sounded in the sea of ​​fire: "Haha..."

"General Nangong!" Looking at the sea of ​​fire, she was riding her horse forward and disappeared into the depths of the sea of ​​fire. San Yisheng, whose eyes had already turned red, shouted anxiously, and then a hint of suspicion appeared on his face.

At this moment, Nangong Shi's cheerful voice also rolled in from the sea of ​​fire like thunder: "San Yisheng, brothers, don't be afraid, you can't die, come here!"

"Good guy, I knew you didn't die that easily!" San Yisheng, who breathed a sigh of relief, smiled, but couldn't help but feel a little wet in the corners of his eyes.

He turned around and looked at the soldiers San Yisheng, then drove his horse forward, waved his hand and shouted, "Go!"

Seeing this, the soldiers who looked at each other were slightly brave enough to follow them and drove mules and horses.

As San Yisheng, who was the first to enter the sea of ​​fire, made a shrill scream, the soldiers then hesitated and gritted their teeth and followed. In an instant, with the screams and the neighing of the horse, everyone turned into fire people and horses and headed towards the depths of the sea of ​​fire. However, if you look closely, you can find that the flames seemed to burn people and horses, and had no effect on the clothes on people, saddles on horses, etc.

In the sea of ​​fire, flames rise, fire snakes fly, and even the space is burned to a little illusory. People walk in it, as if they are in a fog, and they are unable to distinguish the direction.

Amid the sound of horse hooves and faint voices, San Yisheng, whose body was surrounded by flames, rode his horse and slowly advanced in the sea of ​​fire with the soldiers who were leading mules and horses behind him.

"What a magical flame!" Looking at the flames on his body, San Yisheng couldn't help but murmured in surprise: "It seemed like a real flame at the beginning, but it seemed to have no harm to the body. Instead, it felt warm and did not burn the body. It was really strange!"

Behind, the soldiers who were full of flames looked at each other and felt very curious. They realized that there was no problem with their bodies and were afraid of fear, and they all seemed active. It has to be said that humans are forgetful and curious animals!

Not long after moving forward, San Yisheng, who was walking first, saw the flames in front suddenly disappear, and at the same time, he also saw the sturdy figure riding a horse vaguely in front.

"Hehe, Doctor San, were you scared just now?" Nangong Shi, who was riding on the horse and had nothing wrong with his face except for his redness, looked at San Yisheng who came out of the sea of ​​fire and couldn't help but smile and said.

San Yisheng, who rode a horse to Nangong Shi, couldn't help but look at Nangong Shi in anger and said, "I didn't see you all the way, I thought you were really burned to ashes!"

"Hehe. I, Nangong Shi, have great fortune and great fortune!" Nangong Shi smiled complacently and said excitedly: "The burn just now not only did not burn me to death, but instead made the method of practicing Qi training that I practiced. Now, after all, we can be considered a Qi training man!"

Seeing Nangong Shi's appearance, San Yisheng shook his head and smiled, and couldn't help but say, "Come on, you!"

"General Nangong!" The soldiers who then left the sea of ​​fire couldn't help but look at Nangong Shi with a little excitement and surprise.

Nangong Shi responded with a smile, then pointed to the front helplessly and smiled bitterly at San Yisheng, "Doctor San, look ahead!"

"Huh?" Hearing this, San Yisheng looked slightly moved, and he couldn't help but look forward, and saw a fog in front of the sea of ​​fire. You could vaguely see some bright things in it, and a sharp and stern aura spread out.

San Yisheng, who had a slightly frown, couldn't help but say, "This is..."

"Hehe. Daoshan!" Nangong Shi shook his head and smiled, and said inexplicably: "I am so familiar with this aura! Only when swords and swords are like forests on the battlefield will be there! It seems that today, not only will we go to the sea of ​​fire, but this Daoshan will inevitably be on the first step!"

As soon as Nangong Shi's voice fell, in the fog slowly dissipated in front of him, sharp breaths and dazzling light swept over, making people unable to help but narrow their eyes, and at the same time, the skin felt a little tingling.

Amid the sound of "hiss" the soldiers couldn't help but stare at the corners of their mouths and looked ahead with a slightly pale complexion. A golden mountain peak stood abruptly in front, and the sloped hillside was slightly smooth. Each of them had thin blades of different sizes and shapes inserted into the mountain, making the whole mountain look like a hedgehog.

"Don't worry. It's just a demonstration! I can't die! I'll come first!" Nangong Shi, who shouted softly, rode his horse towards the sword mountain first.

Seeing this, San Yisheng frowned slightly, and looked at the huge sword mountain in front of him, but there was a hint of uneasiness in his eyes. He felt that the terrifying sharp aura in front of him did not seem to be fake.

The next moment, with a shrill neighing of the war horse, the horse whose hooves fell on the dense blades on the Knife Mountain immediately struggled like crazy and wanted to retreat.

"Master, don't be afraid! It just hurts a little, you can't die!" Nangong Shi on the horse's back stroked the war horse's neck and said comforting, but the violent war horse was thrown out directly.

With a muffled sound of "Peng", Nangong Shi, who fell directly on the sword mountain, his expression froze. The next moment, he couldn't help but screamed sadly and hoarsely from his mouth.

"General Nangong!" His face changed and Yisheng's face turned pale. Looking at the dazzling blood stains appearing on the Dao Mountain under Nangong Shi, his face suddenly turned pale.

Nangong Shi, who was sucking in the cold air in his mouth, struggled to get up, but wherever he pressed his hands, there was a blade, and there was no place to start. However, the pain under him made Nangong Shi want to struggle like a conditioned reflex, and the next moment it was like he was stroking and climbing on countless blades, bringing a little dazzling blood.

"Damn!" Nangong Shi, who was covered in cold sweat on his face, struggled to climb upwards, couldn't help but grit his teeth and shouted: "Come on, I can't die! Come on, let me get it!"

However, San Yisheng and the soldiers below could not help but feel goose bumps all over their bodies, and cold sweat quietly emerged as they looked at the dazzling blood stains left by where Nangong Shi climbed.

"Go!" San Yisheng, who gritted his teeth and shouted softly, then got off his horse and walked towards the sword mountain first.

Seeing this, the soldiers who looked at each other also dropped the reins holding the mules and horses in their hands, clasped their hands tightly, and walked towards Daoshan with a little tightness.

"Ah!" The next moment, as the soldiers stepped on the sword mountain without footsteps, all with blades, a scream immediately sounded, and some people's faces twisted in pain, tears flashed in their eyes, and they sucked cold air from their mouths, wishing they could suck the air around them into a vacuum.

Immediately afterwards, almost instinctively reacted, more than half of the soldiers subconsciously wanted to retreat.

At this moment, Nangong Shi, who was already afraid of nearly one-fifth of the distance in front of him, was twitching in front of him, and turned his head to look down in sweat. He looked at this scene and immediately growled: "Damn, if anyone dares to go down, I will put on a bed and leave when I go back. My subordinates do not raise useless waste, nor do they raise cowards who are greedy for life and death!"

Listening to Nangong Shi's words, the soldiers who were about to retreat couldn't help but blushed with bitter faces, and then they gritted their teeth and crawled forward with a slight craziness and desperate smell.

At some point, the boy Shirashi appeared quietly at the top of the Knife Mountain. Looking at the figures crawling up in a messy scream below, he couldn't help but grin and said softly: "I'm really climbing up! However, this Knife Mountain is not as easy as the sea of ​​fire!"

"After passing the sea of ​​fire, their bodies have been washed and transformed, becoming very different from ordinary mortals, and their vitality is very tenacious! However, this sword mountain tests not whether they will die, but their will!" A calm and slightly tender voice sounded. A petite figure appeared beside him, which was the green bamboo boy.

Bai Shi boy who turned his head and looked at Qingzhu boy, couldn't help but smile and said, "Qingzhu, you said. Can they come up?"

"I don't know!" Qingzhu boy who shook his head calmly curled his lips and said casually: "However, it is not so easy to marry Miss Xier! The teacher was originally planning to be here for Bo Yikao to welcome him. However, I was afraid that Miss Xier would not be willing to leave, so I put it here!"

Bai Shi, who nodded slightly, couldn't help but smile helplessly with his shoulders slightly raised and said, "I don't know what the teacher is thinking. I seem to be a little dissatisfied with Miss Xier's marriage, so I have to make things more difficult."

"It's not just the teacher who wants to make things difficult for them. Even the Heavenly Lord wants to make things difficult for them!" The boy Qingzhu who shook his head slightly said calmly: "Okay, Bai Shi. Let's not worry about so much. Let's solve the problem here as soon as possible. I'll go back to practice!"

He glanced at the boy Bai Shi who was bending his lips and couldn't help but smile and said, "So hard work? If you want to reach the Daluo Golden Immortal, you can't just work hard, you need opportunities."

"You are not in a hurry at all!" He looked at the Qingzhu boy who had no choice but to say, "After practicing for so many years, he is still the peak strength of the Golden Immortal, and is inferior to many ordinary disciples under Cailuo. Although the teacher didn't say it, she was not very happy. After all, we are all disciples of the first and second generations of Cailuo!"

The boy Shirashi who shook his head slightly smiled helplessly and said, "There is nothing we can do! Our talent is not good!"

"Don't make excuses for your laziness!" Qingzhu boy said directly without hesitation.

Upon hearing this, the boy Baishi rolled his eyes slightly and nodded, "Oh, you are diligent and have not seen you become a Golden Immortal of the Great Luo! We practitioners, be careful of arrogance and impatience, and don't worry too much about gains and losses! Didn't the Heavenly Lord say everything? The opportunity comes, and it will naturally come naturally!"

"Hey, I've taught me a lesson!" The boy Qingzhu who looked at the boy Baishi with a funny look couldn't help but say.

As the two of them spoke, accompanied by a faint muffled groan and a strong figure stained with blood, approached the top of the mountain, which was Nangong Shi.

"It's not slow!" Seeing this, Qingzhu Boy raised her eyebrows, she turned to the boy Baishi with a faint smile on the side and said, "Okay, you can watch here, I'll report to the teacher first."

As he spoke, the boy Qingzhu moved and left.

After the Qingzhu Boy had just left for a while, Nangong Shi's face turned pale, and his blood-stained body shook to the side of Baishi Boy and sat down. Then he grinned and looked at Baishi Boy and said, "Boy Baishi, right? How about it? I've calculated it?"

"Yeah! Not bad!" The boy Baishi, who nodded and smiled, couldn't help but say.

Nangong Shi, who looked happy when he heard this, couldn't help but look at the other side of the top of the mountain with a little curiosity, and then he was slightly stunned. He saw a relatively steep cliff next to him, and there was something like a pot underneath that looked like a steaming pot.

"What's down there? It's not a oil pan, right?" Nangong Shi, whose eyes narrowed slightly, couldn't help but ask softly.

"You'll know if you go down and take a look!" With a chuckle, the boy Baishi waved his hand and swept his hands with an invisible strong wind, causing Nangong Shi to fall directly from the side.

A faint scream came from below, and the faces of the soldiers who were still climbing on the Knife Mountain and San Yisheng changed slightly.

"Don't be too slow! Hurry up! Otherwise, I'll raise the height of the Knife Mountain!" The boy Shirashi patted his little hand and shouted softly, sweeping the eyes and angrily.

When everyone heard the words of the boy Shirashi, their hearts trembled and couldn't help but quickly climbed up.

After a while, two soldiers finally climbed to the top of the mountain first.

Looking at the two men who were lying on the ground like a dead dog and didn't want to move, covered in blood, and the boy Bai Shi who curled his lips slightly waved his hand and threw them down like two broken sandbags under the cliff behind.

‘Ah’’ ‘Ah’ Two panicked and slightly shrill screams came faintly, making the boy Shirashi frown with his little hands covering his ears.

Time passed slowly, and the remaining soldiers then came to the top of the mountain without too long apart, and were thrown down by the boy Baishi one by one.

When all the soldiers were thrown off the cliff behind, they frowned and looked at San Yisheng, who had just climbed about two-thirds of the position below. The boy Shishi couldn't help but flashed a hint of helplessness in his eyes. At this time, San Yisheng seemed to be seriously injured and died. He forced himself to keep awake for the last breath, and slowly climbed towards the top of the mountain with effort.

"Have you finished?" In a slightly impatient voice, the figure of the boy Qingzhu appeared next to the boy Baishi.

Pointing to San Yisheng below, the boy Baishi shrugged and smiled helplessly: "There is one left, it seems that he can't get up! If this continues, maybe his life will be gone. What should I do? Save him to get up?"

"You go and look at the guys below first. I'll look here, just don't let him die!" The boy Qingzhu, who frowned slightly, immediately looked at San Yisheng, who was still crawling up slowly, and said calmly.

The boy Baishi, who nodded gently, patted Qingzhu's shoulder with a smile and said, "Okay, I'll leave it to you! Don't kill it! Otherwise, we will be in trouble!"

"I know!" As he spoke, Qingzhu boy turned to frown and looked at Bai Shi boy with anger: "When did it become so wordy?"

The boy Baishi shrugged his shoulders and shook his head and smiled without saying anything, but flew under the cliff behind him.

Watching the boy Baishi left, the boy Qingzhu looked at San Yisheng on the sword mountain below with an inexplicable smell and said softly: "San Yisheng, I want to see how much backbone you, a weak person, have!" (To be continued, please search Piaotianwen, the novel is better and faster!
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