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Under the blood-colored sunlight, you can vaguely see the situation two or three meters from the entrance of the cave, the stone walls at the entrance of the cave are showing a strange black, and there is a strange smell permeating the cave, and if you go deeper, you can't see clearly.

From time to time, a strange wind blew out of it, bringing a faint whistling sound, like crying, as if the deep resentful woman who was alone in the empty room was muttering, and like a tragic soul crying in a low voice.

Everyone stared at the entrance of the cave, and everyone didn't know what would be in the cave, and if it was a place where those bats lived, and they rushed into it like this, the consequences could be serious.

After pondering for a moment, Han Long looked at Feng Qingyou: "Master, what should we do next?"

Feng Qingyou also looked at the cave at this time, silent, and after half a sound, he said with a serious expression: "Let's go in, but everyone should be more careful, the danger inside is unpredictable, it is very likely to encounter some fierce beasts, everyone had better take out all the magic weapons of the spirit, just in case." ”

At this time, others didn't dare to joke with their lives, so they took out the magic weapon one after another.

When Zhang Jiuyin, Li Ruomei, Feng Qingyou, and Feng Ruojian saw the ordinary-looking Interestless Sword in Han Long's hand, they were all stunned for a moment, and they seemed to be a little stunned, they didn't expect the spirit weapon used by Han Long to be so simple.

As for the others in the Blood Mist Valley, they turned a blind eye to this, a strong man like Han Long, even if he was holding a branch in his hand, he could exert great power.

Feng Qingyou and the four of them were only stunned for a moment, and then they entered the cave one after another, and the others in the Blood Mist Valley also followed, and Han Long walked at the end of the crowd.

"Rustling ......"

Stepping into the cave, his feet seemed to be stepping on some dry branches, making a crisp sound, with the help of the light of the magic weapon, he saw clearly the place where the soles of his feet were stepped, and his feet were all cold black, as if they had been frozen into slag of soil, a thick layer, and when he stepped on it, it was like stepping on the sand.

Compared with the outside world, the cave is like a cold world, from time to time there are bursts of cold wind that freezes into the heart blowing out from the depths of the cave, and even the heat exhaled by people has turned into bursts of white mist, and the group has to silently use the true yuan to protect themselves, Xiao Ling is the worst, almost frozen into a snowman, fortunately Han Long found out in time, wrapped her with a spiritual power shield, and also entered a true yuan into her body, Xiao Ling gradually eased up.

"Damn, how can this place be so cold, it's such a place I hate the most!" "Long Jingtian is a thousand-year-old blood python, living near the sea of magma and fire, naturally loving heat, and naturally disgusted with cold places, and soon after entering the cave, he began to complain non-stop.

Strange to say, the outside of the cave was sunny and warm as before, but as Han Long and his group gradually went deeper, the temperature around them decreased more and more, and under the light of the spiritual weapon, they could see more and more clearly that the surrounding stone walls had frozen to black and purple, and there were traces of large pieces of falling rocks, obviously even those hard rocks could not resist the gradually cold temperature.

Along the way, the cave was obviously sloping downward, and the group continued to walk some distance, as if they had gone deep into the ground.

Suddenly, Feng Qingyou, who was leading the way in front, shouted: "Stop!"

The crowd all stopped. Everyone looked at it, and suddenly there were three black forks in the road in front of them, the winding path was secluded, and the cave entrance was chaotic, and they didn't know where it led.

"Master, have you been here before?" Han Long asked suspiciously.

"It's rude, although the little monk has been to the Yunkong Mountain boundary before, but this cave has not been investigated, there are three forks here, and the little monk now doesn't know where these three forks lead. ”

"How is this good, are we going to go through all three paths?" asked Feng Taehyun.

Everyone was speechless for a moment.

Han Long pondered for a while: "Why don't we divide our troops into three ways and investigate these three forks in the road respectively, if we encounter any danger, we can use the transmission note to warn, how about it?"

A glimmer of light flashed in Feng Qingyou's eyes, according to the current situation, it is indeed possible to save time by dividing the troops into three ways, and the people gathered here are all the Yuanying powerhouses among the major forces, even if they encounter any danger, as long as they send a warning in time and delay for a while, others can rush to the rescue. He looked at Zhang Jiuyin and Li Ruomei, and saw that neither of them objected, so he said: "Okay, the troops will be divided into three ways, but this place is very weird, everyone should be extra careful, don't capsize in the gutter." ”

As soon as the words fell, a white whirlwind emerged from the corner behind them, roaring towards Han Long and them.

The whirlwind hadn't approached yet, and everyone had already felt a chill coming towards them, and despite the protection of the True Yuan and the Spirit Weapon, they still felt a piercing chill from their bones.

"Xuanyin Gangfeng!" Han Long couldn't help but cry out.

Although the others didn't know what the "Xuanyin Gangfeng" in Han Long's mouth was, they knew that even Han Long was shocked when they saw it, and they knew that the white whirlwind in front of them should not be underestimated.

"Everyone, let's go, this is a Xuanyin Gangfeng that can even freeze people's souls, if it is frozen, there is no pure yang treasure, it cannot be rescued. Han Long said hurriedly.

When everyone heard this, they hurriedly picked up the spiritual weapon and flew forward.

Han Long grabbed Xiao Ling, the light on his body was great, turning into a streamer, and with a "whoosh", he flew into the fork in the middle.

Feng Taixian and the others also followed Han Long and rushed into the fork in the middle, Feng Qingyou and Feng Ruojian escaped into the fork in the left, but Zhang Jiuyin and Li Ruomei flew into the fork in the right.

As soon as Han Long flew into the fork in the middle with Xiao Ling, he became even more vigilant.

There seems to be a strange power in this fork in the hole, which can devour the light, and the light emitted by the spirit weapon becomes even more dim when it reaches here, and it is almost impossible to see the surrounding situation. Han Long had to increase the output of ** power to make the light emitted by the Breathless Sword the same as before, but under the trade-off, the mana consumption was at least twice as much as before.

Han Long's mana is profound, and he has the assistance of elixir, for a while, he didn't feel that there was any problem, Feng Taixian and the others were bitter, they didn't have elixir to supplement mana, even Long Jingtian frowned, he felt uncomfortable here, if it wasn't for Han Long here, I'm afraid he wouldn't have entered this place at all.

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To be continued.

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