The three of them continued to move forward, and every three zhang away, a fire dragon would take shape, rushing towards them with teeth and claws. However, the only thing to be thankful for is that there were a total of nine fire dragon raids, and only two of them attacked Sun Bajiu, who attacked Yu Wennian's fire dragon and turned his head to attack, and the rest were all borne by Lin Meng.

But even so, Sun Bajiu's current appearance is extremely miserable.

Originally, he only had the cultivation of the Xuan Realm, but Yu Wennian really had the realm of Xuan Huang unity. And the mechanisms in the Netherworld Road are determined according to the comprehensive cultivation and combat power of the intruder himself.

As a result, Sun Bajiu had to use the Xuanjing Realm Cultivation as a counterweight to the Yuwen Nian Xuanhuang Unified Realm Cultivation as the fire dragon that he needed to face. And it can't be resisted, so it can only be resisted.

The level of misery can be imagined.

Lin Meng once again offered the Blue Dragon Sword: "Fellow Daoist, do you want to make a shot?"

Sun Bajiu wiped the aggrieved tears on his face: "Don't use it first, it's just a minor injury, I don't know what mechanism there is later, you save some spiritual power." ”

After the fire dragon pass, the scene in front of him changed again.

The stone wall suddenly retreated, flowing out a distance of hundreds of zhang wide.

There was a thunderclap in the sky, and clouds converged towards the heads of the three of them.

There are more and more white clouds, and the sky is getting darker and darker, and there is a posture of wind and rain coming.

"It's going to rain. Yu Wennian looked up at the dark clouds in the sky.

He was in a peaceful state of mind, but his peaceful appearance was even more hateful in Sun Bajiu's eyes: "In your words! ”

Yu Wennian smiled bitterly, there was nothing he could do.

"I'm afraid this rain is unusual. Lin Meng also looked up at the air.

Sun Bajiu instantly became nervous: "What did you find?"

"The Way of Gold. Lin Meng's words were concise: "There is a way of gold brewing in the dark clouds. ”

Yu Wennian also nodded: "Jin Shengshui, water Wang Jin." Under the combination of the two... Is it going to rain knives?"

"Next... Next··· Under the knife?" Sun Bajiu's face turned pale with fright.

He didn't think that the knives in this netherworld were the same as ordinary knives in the outside world.

He himself is not good at body skills, although there are also stick methods that are good at defense in the free stick method, but in general, the free stick method has always pursued the best defense.

If this level is really a knife, you will have to suffer.

"I always have to go over, why don't I go to explore the way first?" Lin Meng looked at Sun Bajiu's pitiful appearance, a little unbearable.

Sun Bajiu ignored Lin Meng and turned around and walked in the direction of the stone wall.

After running over, he began to smash the seemingly weak, but actually very resilient stone wall.

Lin Meng didn't care about him, and let him vent on the side. I took a few steps forward.

'Click!' A thunderclap exploded, followed by a 'clang', and something suddenly fell from the dark clouds.

It's really a special knife!

Lin Meng couldn't help but want to burst into foul mouth, and looking at the speed of the dense knife, there was 'down', which was clearly 'shooting'!

Lin Meng had the heart to try the power of these knives, and his spiritual power converged. Let the sky be like raindrops of knives stabbing at him.

'Shabu Brush ······' The knife successfully pierced Lin Meng's body, but it only pierced the clothes on his body and could not enter.

Lin Meng's skin was pierced by these knives, but it couldn't be pierced.

Lin Meng roughly knew that the power of these knives was only equivalent to the full force of an innate peak martial artist. Although there are a lot of them, there is nothing to fear for Lin Meng.

He shuddered, and the knives all over his body were shattered and flew backwards.

The dense rain of knives collided with the fragments that Lin Meng had bounced back, shattering one after another.

But all this is not over, and Lin Meng is also careful to be on guard. This kind of strength is far worse than the fire dragon in the previous level, and there must be a backhand.

Sure enough, all the pieces floated in the air and coalesced together.

This process seems to be a long time, but in fact, it is only a blink of an eye, and the fragments in the sky condense into nine war knives that glow with cold light.

As soon as the nine swords were formed, they roared and slashed towards Lin Meng.

The blade glowing with cold light split the void and ignored the long sword stabbed by Lin Meng, not even the clothes on his body were damaged, and fell directly on his body.

"This?" Lin Meng was not surprised by the power contained in it, and the power was only equivalent to the full force of a Xuanhuang Early Realm martial artist, and it was not enough to cut through his skin.

Lin Meng was amazed at the power of the rules hidden in it.

This sword cannot be dodged, cannot be blocked, and acts directly on the flesh.

It seems that this level is a special test of the physical strength of the interlocutor.

Lin Meng was still very easy to block this wave of attacks, but he had a new understanding of the Netherworld.

The nine swords burst out again, continuing to recondense.

"And!" Lin Meng watched as the three regrouped swords slashed towards him again.

The blade approached, and before he could touch it, Lin Meng felt a chill penetrate his bones.

"Can't stop it!" Lin Meng instantly felt that if these three swords were purely based on the power of his body, he might not be able to block them safely.

The power contained in it has reached the power of the Xuanhuang Unity Realm, and it is not something that ordinary Xuanhuang Unity Realm martial artists can achieve, and it should be roughly estimated that it should have the power of Nie Lianyun's full force.

It is impossible for Lin Meng to block this wave of attacks intact by relying solely on his physical body.

'Bang!' the sound of gold and iron colliding, Lin Meng's skin was no longer as good as before, and he let the war knife come to his body. Instead, he strengthened his physical body with spiritual power, which was able to block these three swords.

The war knife collapsed again, and continued to condense together, becoming a huge horse chopping knife, blocking the waist towards Lin Meng.

Lin Meng finally couldn't help it this time: "It's so special!"

The green tendons on his head bulged slightly, and he didn't wait for the slasher, and rushed straight forward.

The blood and qi in the body are rolling, like thunder. In particular, the blood in the heart is poured into the whole body like a flood that bursts the embankment.

At this time, Lin Meng's body was faintly glowing with a faint golden light.

He was a little surprised to see this scene, why did the red blood glow golden?

However, the thought that his heart was once made of golden blood can barely be explained.

Lin Meng rushed forward and pulled up his fist, and smashed it with a punch, but he was about to hit it hard: "Don't you want to test my physical strength, it's too troublesome, I'll let you cut it enough!"

A punch hit it, and it was facing the blade of the slasher. For a while, the flames were shining, and the blade where the horse chopping knife and Lin Meng's fist came into contact was directly shattered by his fist.

Even so, Lin Meng was not ready to let go of the horse chopping knife, and punched one punch after another, scolding in his mouth: "Let you cut! Let you cut! You continue to cut!"