The green-shirted swordsman couldn't help but be overjoyed when he saw this scene, knowing that he had passed this test, he rose up with great luck, and Ling Bo stepped through the river with slight steps and crossed the river and fell to the shore of the Valley of the Ghost Gods.

With the success of the green-shirted swordsman crossing the river, all the swordsmen who crossed the river were suddenly shocked, causing a butterfly effect, and the swordsmen flew out to cross the river.

"Are we leaving?" Duan Yuran looked at Xiao Jiange with an inquiring expression.

Xiao Jiange's face was calm, unaffected by the hot atmosphere around him, he knew that Jiaolong's move was not so easy, and he wanted to see the situation again.

"Don't worry, wait and see. Xiao Jian Ge said, looking at the swordsmen who flew out one after another like the eight immortals crossing the sea, each of them used their superior body skills to step on the river, wanting to cross the river like the previous green-shirted swordsman.

Many swordsmen crossed the river, and suddenly the river surface made waves again, and the blue water and deep Jiao actually leaned out again, surging huge bodies, and attacked the swordsmen who wanted to cross the river one after another, or a tail sweep, or a claw poking down, or spitting water waves, each swordsman had to pick up a move, and he could cross the river if he could carry it, and those who could not resist would die on the spot.

Suddenly the scene of crossing the river was bloody, some swordsmen had a unique demeanor, a sword broke through the blue water and deep Jiao bombardment to kill, there was a white-clothed swordsman, the sword intent was heavy, a sword broke through the nine waves, forced back the dragon to strike, and then crossed the river, and there was the Mai swordsman, although the sword moved the wind, the sword was stormy, and the sword momentum of the tornado broke the dragon claw that roared down, although he was heavily injured, he still calmly crossed the river.

There was a black-clothed swordsman who was smashed by a column of water before his sword came out, turning into a blood mist, and his bones were gone.

There was also the swordsman in the white robe who was covered by the claw of the blue water deep Jiao before he could react, and was crushed into pieces, and the flesh and blood scattered all over the river surface, dyeing the turquoise river surface with a hint of bright red color.

The situation is constantly changing, and some people have carried a blow from the blue water and deep Jiao, and after a blow, they were swallowed by the river because their true qi was exhausted, and they sank to the bottom of the river and turned into one of the white bones under the river.

"Who will go first?" Xiao Jiange couldn't help but ask everyone when the time was almost up, at this moment, there were not many swordsmen left who stayed on the shore.

"I'll come first!" Zhu Wen stepped forward with an evil smile on the corner of his mouth, winked at Nangong Song and Dance, and smiled, "Look at it" and then flew out with a little footsteps.

Suddenly, a scene happened that Xiao Jiange and the others were surprised, and Nangong Song and Dance were even more surprised.

I saw Zhu Wenfei stepping on the river, his figure fluttering, like a walk in the court, gently shaking the folding fan with one hand, and stepping on the river in a chic manner.

"Boom" A shocking sound sounded, and a dragon giant tail swept over, catching up with Zhu Wen to give him a bloody lesson, only to see Zhu Wen's true anger mentioned, and the flames around his body suddenly rose, "roar" A dragon groan actually came from his body, and a fiery red dragon phantom actually circled around Zhu Wen's body.

The dragon chant suddenly appeared, suddenly set off a wave of turbulence, the storm was amazing, and a blood force emanated out, covering the dragon giant tail that it swept over, only to see that the dragon giant tail attack slowed down and the power was halved, Zhu Wen slapped it out with a palm, easily shook it away and then crossed the river.

"Brother Zhu's ancient bloodline seems to be also a dragon. Xiao Jiange's eyes showed a shocked look, and he was a little shocked by Zhu Wen's hand, but he didn't expect Zhu Wen to refine his body with the ancient demon beast Jiaolong, and the rank of this Jiaolong is not low, and the bloodline is still above this blue water and deep Jiao, from the scene just now, it can be seen that Zhu Wen crossed the river with the beast soul, so that the power of the blue water and deep Jiao weakened by half. 110 Literature

"Brother Zhu also seems to have a lot of opportunities" Duan Yuran's eyes flickered when he saw this scene, and he secretly thought in his heart, feeling more and more unable to see through Zhu Wen, Zhu Wen has always been the most mysterious in his group, with unknown origins and deep hiding.

Nangong Song and Dance was very excited when she saw this scene, and she swept away her previous sorrowful face, and seemed to be in good spirits and eager to try.

At the moment, Nangong Song and Dance flew out, and like Zhu Wen, he suppressed the blue water and deep Jiao with the beast soul, and easily crossed the river.

The fact that the two of them had to cross the river in an alternative way can be said to have aroused the unanimous envy and jealousy of the swordsmen around them, and at the same time, there was also a trace of vigilance in their hearts, these two people would be the great enemies of their ghost and god swords.

"It's time for us to go," Duan Yuran said to Xiao Jiange, with an inexplicable smile in his eyes, he had the opportunity to take a look at Xiao Jiange in the Barren Mountain Range, and wanted to see what kind of beast soul it was.

"Little paragraph, please" Xiao Jiange smiled slightly and immediately said to Duan Yuran, didn't he want to see Duan Yuran's beast soul.

"Alas, hypocrisy" Duan Yuran smiled slightly, and did not shirk it, he flew out cleanly, wearing a white dress and falling on the river, the emerald green jade pendant on his waist shook slightly, making a crisp sound, and he also walked with a hand-cranked folding fan like a dragonfly dotting water, like an immortal descending to earth, without dyeing a drop of river water.

"Roar" A dragon roared loudly, and I saw a claw of the blue water deep Jiao poking out from the turquoise river water, flying like a claw, the speed was amazing, and it was difficult to dodge by surprise.

"Huh" Duan Yuran's eyes froze, and a dark green phoenix phantom behind him came out of the air, and the blood and qi around his body were rolling like a tide, only to see that Duan Yuran's sword did not come out, but he only rotated the folding fan in his hand to confront the claw that broke through the sky, and the two collided, stirring up the waves of the river.

"Snort, snort, snort" one after another sounds, the calm river suddenly rippled, one after another water columns rose to the sky, Duan Yuran blocked and retreated, with the beast vein as the root to borrow the force, the folding fan in his hand swirled, and the power on the swooping dragon claws was unloaded one by one, like a heavy hammer bombarded on a ball of cotton, it was not able to hurt Duan Yuran at all, and Duan Yuran retreated with the power of shock and slowly crossed the river with the power of shock.

Duan Yuran landed suddenly, closed the folding fan and gently patted the dust on his body, Duan Yuran's hand can be said to be the most ornamental crossing of the river from the beginning to the present, and it has attracted the attention of many chivalrous women at the moment, and there are also a few eyes that secretly send him autumn waves.

It's a pity that Duan Yuran didn't even look at it, and stood quietly, looking at Xiao Jiange with a folding fan covering his face, with a smile on the corner of his mouth.

At this moment, Xiao Jiange was the only one left on the bank of the river, and the other swordsmen crossed the river one after another, and they died, leaving him alone in the cold wind.

Zhu Wen, Nangong Song and Dance's crossing of the river can be said to be the most relaxed and surprising, and Duan Yuran's crossing of the river is graceful, the most ornamental, and it can also be said to be the most fancy.

At this moment, most of the swordsmen had already crossed the river, but they did not leave but stayed to continue to observe others crossing the river, because they could find out the strength of their opponents from it, after all, everyone present was their own opponent after entering the Valley of the Ghost Gods.

Xiao Jiange, who was alone on the bank of the river, tightened the mink coat on his body and smiled slightly, It's time for me to perform.