During this time, there were quite a lot of martial arts cultivators in the sky, and there were also people who landed to check, so he could only dive into the water temporarily.

The central convex stone is the best place to stay, but it has become a guillotine, and without any precautions, even the later stage of Wuzong was splashed with blood on the spot, and the corpse sank into the water.

Although the waterfall water arrow is determined by the cultivation, the basic attack is definitely stronger than several layers of cultivation, and it is inevitable to be caught off guard, and it is inevitable to kill in seconds.

Seeing that the situation was not good, the latecomer also tried to dive into the waterhole after observing the sky for a long time, and when he found that there were people in the water, he was killed by the invisible sword qi and the force of squeezing.

In just one month, Wen Yiming witnessed the fall of no less than 100 martial cultivators here, and a few martial cultivators slipped away with a chill in their hearts.

As big as Dongsen's secret realm, with the ability of communication, he knows that the more strange the place, the easier it is to be taken seriously, and the news of this place will inevitably come out.

Time is running out, Wen Yiming comprehended the shield intent in his mind on the convex stone, above the cliff, although he couldn't see through the waves and mist, he could faintly hear the sound of fighting.

Below, Wen Yiming didn't dare to cultivate in the Void Netherworld Realm anymore, focusing on the aura and opening the tempering boldly and confidently, every time the true yuan was more than half, he would control the empty suspended water surface to cultivate and recover, but the speed of recovery was reduced.

Half a month later, he gave up comprehending the shield intent, and in the straight line detection, he found that the martial cultivators of five hundred people were rushing towards the Five Dragons Pond.

He knew the leader, Xiahou Ji of Sunset Valley, and the two behind him were Liao Wudong and Li Zhaoyun, the former was Li Xiuzhu's nephew, and the latter was Li Xiuzhu's son.

These were all introduced by Yao Chong at the beginning, Yao Chong's team left late, and whenever the team of the big sect entered, he would introduce them to Wen Yiming one by one.

This team of people and horses has Xiahou Ji's cultivation as the highest, and there are five martial kings under it.

After nearly two months of tempering day and night, Wen Yiming has already touched the shield intent on the dragon spear, and it is far beyond the artistic conception of the original Ruyi shield, and it is no longer difficult to completely comprehend and enter the sixth order of the battle body.

He was not afraid of the martial arts who came to him, he wanted to sneak into the bottom of the pool first, which was also the meaning of the book spirit.

The book spirit knew that he only told him at this time that there was a treasure he needed below, and he didn't tell him before so that he could concentrate on comprehending the shield intent, so as not to be distracted.

If there is no oracle tracking and focus, Wen Yiming will definitely be willing to fish in troubled waters, with the two great divine skills in his body, he will always rank first alone, unless the other party is a dragon soul.

Swallow several bottles of master defense amplification potions, dive headlong into the water, and dive to the bottom with all your might.

In the midst of the pressure, he burst into howls and sacrifices, clinging to the central stone pillar and diving desperately.

He found that the pressure and sword qi of the waterhole would not increase with the skyrocketing of his strength, in this case, there would definitely be a large number of people from the four major sects who could dive into the water, and the pills of the top sects were definitely stronger than him, and there were many treasures.

Just like the spirit making technique of Tianwen Palace, he knew that there were several kinds of wood spirit weapons that were used in water, and he believed that these great sects must have them.

The secret realm that is rare to open must be prepared for a rainy day, Yao Chong also said that the four major sects have jointly consulted a lot of classics about Luoding Mountain.

Keep going down

The temperature of the water is getting higher and higher, and when it goes deep for two thousand meters, it is like boiling water, but this temperature is not a threat to ordinary martial cultivators, let alone Wen Yiming.

The pressure and sword qi attack remained unchanged, but gradually some pale green threads fluttered in the water, like tiny seaweed, but like light and shadow, not an entity.

Magic fungus fire poison!

Wen Yiming was secretly shocked that there was a demon fungus fire poison in the depths of the waterhole, and it was several times stronger than the outside.

He thought to himself, could this be the source of the demonic fungus fire poison? However, he had been cultivating on the convex stone for nearly two months and had not found anything unusual.

Three thousand meters!

Except for the force of squeezing and the fire poison, the sword qi dissipated, and there was no other change, and in the straight line detection, two thousand meters later, there was the bottom of the pool, and nothing was found underneath.

When he arrived at the bottom of the pool, he looked around with the stone pillar and found five black holes around him that could accommodate two people, and he sensed that the black holes were all extended very far, and there was still no end three thousand meters away.

The black hole is overflowing with a faint green demonic fungus fire poison, and one black hole is particularly strong, several times more than the fire poison in the other black holes.

This is my direction!Wen Yiming said secretly, and he went into it, and under the eyes of the oracle, it was as bright as day.

Kick the ground, urging the wind to rush the water pressure to help you run desperately.

In order to increase his speed, he sacrificed his dragon lance and kept poking at the bottom of the cave, prompting himself to speed up.

The passage at the bottom of the pool twisted and swirled, and when it felt the slope downward, a powerful thrust suddenly struck the body, as if the water in the pool was rushing itself out of the channel.

There was no need to run, his speed increased suddenly, he could barely control the direction of his body, and almost hit the stone wall, and hurriedly encouraged Zhenyuan, and used the dragon spear to stab the stone wall to control the direction.

'Bang ——!'

Mizuguchi!

Wen Yiming was shot out by the water like an unloaded cannonball.

In an instant, he was amazed when he looked around with perception.

He was in the air, tens of thousands of square meters below him, like a circular square, and the stone pillar actually stretched from the top to the center below.

Five jets of majestic water shot out around him, like a giant python, into the huge dragon-shaped swallow mouth diagonally below.

The five streams of water around the field below rolled out, not intersecting each other, and the bottom of the stone pillar that gathered in the center circled in circles and disappeared out of thin air.

Wen Yiming drove down into the air and landed in the open space of the swirling water, as if he was on the bank of five turbulent rivers, and the sound of the water echoed in the empty space.

Wen Yiming looked at the bottom of the stone pillar, which was actually suspended in the air, and below it was a small whirlpool, and all the water flows magically disappeared in the whirlpool.

And the whirlpool was like a milky white flame covered with fine scales, almost the color of a stream of water.

"Dragonscale Fire!"

His heart shook and he was ecstatic.

I didn't feel the scorching heat, I could only feel the fire poison of those demon fungi swirling on the whirlpool, and then coiled up the stone pillar, gradually dispersed into the high-altitude water mouth, and actually sailed away against the current.

Wen Yiming rubbed his hands and approached the dragon scale fire, but he didn't know how to collect it, it would definitely take a lot of time.

The martial cultivators of Wulongtan want to think of a way, as long as it is the late stage of the Martial Sect, they may be able to arrive quickly, especially the people of the four major sects, with the help of the wood spirit weapon of the Tianwen Palace, he estimates that it will not be long before he arrives.

"Boss, why are you stunned? let the dragon lance advance, and then run away!" the book spirit appeared out of thin air, anxiously said.

Wen Yiming said: "I'm afraid it's too late, is there a way to take it away first?"

The book spirit walked around the dragon scale fire with his hands, as if he was a little adult.

After a long time, he said: "The dragon scale fire poison is difficult to control, otherwise it is enough to rank in the top ten, and the only thing that can accommodate him on your body is the Teng Snake Ring that cannot be broken; fortunately, there is a space ring in your ring, transfer all the items into it and then take it out, but the things in the ring can no longer be used in the secret realm, so the dragon spear must be kept." ”

"Got it!"

Wen Yiming was overjoyed, he didn't even think of this trick, the IQ of the ancient book spirit is high.