"There is a black water stream in front, cheer up, if anyone drops the chain, Lao Tzu will pick his skin!"

Outside the carriage, there was a roar from the leader of the caravan guards like thunder, and the bearded man put down his wine glass, looked at Ling Feng and the two of them and instructed: "Wait for you to stay in the carriage, don't come out!"

Ling Feng nodded: "Big brother, you should be careful!"

The bearded man smiled indifferently and jumped out of the carriage.

In the narrow carriage, Ling Feng closed his eyes, his mental power was released, and he always paid attention to every move outside.

Ling Hu Tian's face was extremely curious, the newborn calf was not afraid of tigers, in the past few days, Ling Feng not only passed on the spiritual skills of the Star Pavilion to him, but also said a lot of problems and doubts in cultivation.

Ling Hutian has benefited a lot, he has accumulated a lot, and his cultivation has climbed to the peak of the spirit general, and he really wants to see this black water stream with his own eyes.

About half a pillar of incense, Ling Feng relied on his spiritual power to 'see' that a stone bridge about ten zhang long and one zhang wide, the black river water under the bridge rushed by, splashing waves from time to time.

On both sides are steep cliffs and clear waterfalls cascading down, but the place where it meets the river is black and white, which is very strange.

Ling Feng was puzzled, but he didn't know what this meant.

After a few breaths, Ling Feng's carriage stepped onto the stone bridge, and a sudden change occurred, and Ling Feng clearly saw that a secret illusory creature had emerged in the black river.

With a bloody mouth and scarlet eyes, he looked at everyone on the stone bridge with salivation.

'Boom'...

Ling Feng's head seemed to have been hit hard by a heavy hammer, and he quickly retracted his mind and opened his eyes, only to see Ling Hutian's expression painful, his eyes hot,

"Sect Master, I feel like my blood is burning!"

Ling Feng raised his hand, put it on Ling Hutian's wrist, opened his eyes after a while, and casually took out a delicate jade pendant: "Bring it!"

Ling Hu Tian did as he was told, and after a moment of breathing, his expression gradually calmed down.

Ling Feng thought for a moment, this exquisite jade pendant was obtained from the Blood Butcher, although Ling Feng didn't know what was hidden in the jade pendant, it could easily damage people's divine sense.

But at present, for eliminating all kinds of negative states, this jade pendant has an extraordinary effect.

"Damn, what the fuck this time, be careful with Lao Tzu!".

Outside the carriage, the roar of the waves, the mania of the leader of the guards.

Only then did Ling Feng understand two points, one of which was the reason why the cultivator who had just said that once he stepped into the Black Water Stream, he spontaneously combusted.

It's all because of an inexplicable gas in its blood.

Ling Feng's clone didn't matter, and if Ling Hu Tian had been a little slower just now, the result would be the same as his predecessors.

Second: these illusory creatures are supposed to be fierce spirits.

People who die in vain will have resentment, and resentment will not disperse, which is for the sake of evil spirits.

It's just that there should be a more terrifying existence behind these fierce spirits, otherwise he wanted to test it just now, and he would definitely not be counterattacked.

The black river waves are turbulent, and the wind gusts above it, and from time to time there is a whimper of a fierce spirit...

"Boss, this time the situation is not quite right!".

"Nonsense, I'm also fucking experiencing it for the first time, wasn't it good before?".

The leader of the guards roared angrily, and suddenly thought of something: "Throw those two people down to Lao Tzu, quickly!"

The bearded man understood that the leader of the guard was referring to Ling Feng and the others, and stepped forward and said, "Boss, that's our compatriots in the Great Zhou!"

"Fuck the big Zhou compatriots!".

The leader of the guards scolded: "Now that Lao Tzu's life is almost gone, what compatriots are not compatriots, hurry up!"

The bearded man wanted to fight for it, but the leader of the guards was fierce: "No more nonsense, Lao Tzu will cut you first!"

At the moment of life and death, there are not many people who can truly sacrifice themselves for others.

Ling Feng understood the way the guard leader did it, if he were to be replaced and Pingshui met, Ling Feng would make the same choice as him.

There is no need to risk your life for a stranger.

"Brother, why did you guys come down?".

The bearded man stepped forward and asked, but he didn't expect that the leader of the guard not far behind him would really kill.

"Big brother, be careful!".

Ling Feng's body shook slightly, and the afterimage swept by, blocking in front of the bearded man: "We can go, this matter will end here!"

The leader of the guards is stupid, after running the rivers and lakes for so many years, he still has eyesight.

He knew that Ling Feng in front of him was much stronger than him, so he beckoned his subordinates and left quickly.

Ling Feng originally wanted to find out the true situation of this black water stream, but it turned out that something like this happened.

The bearded man was because he provoked the leader of the guards, and Ling Feng naturally wouldn't let it go.

The grace of dripping water, the spring reciprocates, this is Ling Feng's criterion of life.

"Big brother, in this world, don't be a warm-hearted person easily!".

After hearing this, the bearded man shook his head: "Are you a cultivator?"

After all, Ling Feng's actions just now could not be done by ordinary martial artists at all.

Ling Feng arched his hand: "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to lie to you!"

"It doesn't matter if you lie to me!".

The bearded man shook his head: "The important thing is not to put your own life into it!"

Ling Feng and the three of them followed behind the caravan, talking as they went, and it wasn't until the bearded man finished speaking that they understood what was going on.

Some time ago, the barbarians didn't know what was going on inside, and now the various tribes are very resistant to the attitude of the Terran cultivators.

Immortal cultivators are all arrogant people, not to mention that in their hearts, they have always looked down on barbarians.

Now the barbarians have the momentum of faintly riding on the heads of the Terrans to and pee, but how can the Terrans endure it?

Therefore, during this time, there were more and more human cultivators within the barbarian race, and there would be friction between the two races from time to time.

Under such circumstances, the contradictions are bound to intensify.

Ling Feng was stunned, and then he was extremely sure that the barbarian race as a whole was definitely weaker than the human race.

Otherwise, the human race will never do this, and bullying the weak and fearing the hard is one of the most basic characteristics of human beings.

"Big brother, didn't you say that Terran cultivators would inevitably spontaneously combust as long as they entered the Black Water Stream?

The bearded man looked at Ling Feng with an idiot's eye: "I said brother, you don't really think that this is the only way to reach the barbarians, right?"

Ling Feng's face was shy, he scratched his head, and sneered.

"Actually, there is another way!".

After the bearded man finished speaking, he looked at Ling Feng strangely: "But this path alone is almost a desperate situation for cultivators!"

Ling Feng thought for a moment, why was there such an almost desperate road in the direction where Da Zhou was located?

"Big brother, how much do you know about this black water stream?"

The bearded man shook his head: "I can't talk about it, but there is a legend related to it!"