The greed in the eyes of the three middle-aged immortal cultivators was direct and rude, and Yuan Wei and the others couldn't help but secretly weigh how to avoid this impending disaster.

"Hey, what is this little thing that is levitating??" The immortal cultivator surnamed Liu suddenly spotted Jing Jing hiding behind Yuan Wei. This person's name is Liu Xun, a child of a small family in Yanjun City, and he has already reached the cultivation of the Spirit Gathering Mirror in his early thirties, and he is also a young talent in Yanjun City.

"This is just a small beast, it has not been cultivated yet, and it is not a spirit beast. Mototail moved his body to block his view.

"Huh, the little cripple doesn't know what to do. Liu Xun's face sank, and he actually waved his long knife and slashed out a knife and killed him directly. The three of them had just escaped death, and their insignificance in front of the tide of the backwater had trampled on their arrogant self-esteem, and at this time, they couldn't stand any refutation and resistance from Motoo and the others.

"Ice Condensation!" Motoo shouted.

A huge ice shield blocked the blade. But after all, it was a hateful blow from a Spirit Gathering Mirror powerhouse, and the Yuan Wei behind the ice shield still staggered back a few steps, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.

"Obediently sacrifice that spirit beast and leave you a whole corpse!" Liu Xun was arrogant.

Yuan Wei wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and gently held Jing Jing in the palm of his hand: "You can run away by yourself, with me, he can't catch up with you!" A trace of blood in his palm snaked up along Jing Jing's little feet, instantly covering the body of the big head and small body, and vaguely formed a human body's blood vein system. Jingjing's body trembled violently, her big eyes suddenly became more clear, and her speech became more complete and fluent.

"Daddy..."

"Let's go... Now I can't protect you..."

Jing nodded and shook his head, and in a moment, the originally condensed body gradually blurred and turned into chaos again. Seeing that Jing Jing was about to disappear, Liu Xun was naturally furious, and the long knife was infused with spiritual power, blinking like a raging wind and slashing dozens of knives, and the knife was close to the key point of Yuanwei.

"Dragon Turn!"

Yuan Wei did not back down, and dozens of green dragons conjured up from the snake staff to meet the long knife. With the continuous sound of bang, the sword shadows that were sniped by the green dragon broke down one by one, and Liu Wei took a big step back with both hands holding the hilt of the knife. His hands were a little numb, and although he looked a few feet back, he looked even more embarrassed, but he still didn't fall.

Liu Wei felt a little regretful in his heart, this quiet pool was surrounded by dead air, and he was so aggressive, it was inevitable that the dead air would invade his body, and Yuanwei was far from being as weak as he imagined, and he seemed to have kicked a hard stone. What's more, after the tide just now, I don't know if there will be more violent tides chasing after me.

"You two are going to take the spirit weapon of the little county lord!" Liu Wei shouted, deciding to fight quickly. All his spiritual power was fed into the long knife without reservation, and when the long knife flickered, there was a faint sound of wind and thunder, and the surrounding dead qi fled one after another, and Yuan Wei immediately felt a kind of oppression of power on his body.

No one noticed, and the silence floating in the air was like a gust of wind rushing towards Liu Xun, penetrating his chest from the void. The quiet movement was too fast, and when it re-transformed into the image of a big-headed doll behind Liu Xun, Liu Xun felt the passage of his life. He opened his mouth wide and turned his head away in horror, and the moment his gaze fell on Jing Jing, the whole person froze and turned into black ash and sprinkled on the ground.

The other two immortal cultivators were about to snatch the Angry Lotus in Nie Rong'er's hand, but they didn't notice that Liu Huan had died at all.

"Dragon Turn!"

Yuan Wei freed his hand, and the snake staff conjured two green dragons with a piercing chill and went straight towards the two of them.

"Binding!"

Several thick rattans emerged from the ground and twisted upward, binding one of them tightly. The rattan had a faint black pattern growing and was unusually strong.

Nie Rong'er and Nie Tianlei also broke out at the same time, and although the realm of those two immortal cultivators was much higher, they still fell into disadvantage. Especially when they found out that Liu Xun had disappeared, they couldn't help but panic, and the two looked at each other and wanted to escape, but Jing Jing turned into dead air again, silently penetrating their bodies, taking away all life.

Looking at Jing Jing's toughness, Nie Rong'er couldn't help but shudder. Looking back on the past few days of getting along, I have kneaded my quiet and soft body more than once, and even separated the two calves behind my back several times to check whether it is male or female, and every contact is a wandering between life and death!

Jing Jing didn't know the fear in Nie Rong'er's heart, it condensed into the image of a big-headed doll again, suspended in front of Yuan Wei and listened to Yuan Wei's "teachings": "Your method of devouring life is too domineering, and it must not be used on friends in the future, it can only be used to deal with enemies!"

Jing Jing smiled all over his face, and seemed to understand what Yuan Wei meant: "Daddy's friend... Daddy's enemy..."

"I'm your father's sister, Jing Jing, you can watch it!" Nie Rong'er jumped over and pointed to her nose for Jing Jing to identify.

"Yes, yes, yes, I am your father's second brother, that is, your second uncle..."

"Your second uncle is too bad, I'm your fourth uncle..."

The four of them giggled and laughed, and the excitement of being out of danger stimulated them, but before the laughter could dissipate, there was a sudden strong vibration on the ground!

Jingjing's little face was full of solemnity, "The tide is coming, let's escape..."

Before he could finish speaking, a huge black wave slapped from the dead mist, and the wave was the height of an adult.

"Die quietly, didn't you say that the tide won't affect here? kill your second uncle!" Mu Wei fled first.

"Ice Condensation!" Motoo shouted.

With Yuanwei's shout, dozens of cyan dragon shadows burrowed into the waves of the stagnant tide, and the chill carried in them instantly froze the waves into a wall of ice. Taking advantage of this moment, Yuanwei transformed into a Xuanhu and led the three of them to quickly run towards the edge of Jingtan under the leadership of Jing Jing.

The waves of stagnant water behind the ice wall surged layer by layer, transforming into countless hideous grimaces and constantly impacting, and after only a few breaths, the ice wall shattered into ice cubes with a bang, and the stagnant water was like a wild horse that had escaped from the horse, instantly swallowing everything at the bottom of the pool.

Before the waves, although Motowei ran awkwardly, although there were also many water droplets splashed on his clothes and corroded some holes, he still relied on his quiet familiarity with the terrain, and fled like an outlaw for an hour, and finally jumped safely into a cave in the stone wall more than ten zhang high. The stagnant water then swallowed the entire pool, and the black water surface constantly conjured up all kinds of grimaces, some hideous, some painful, some laughing, some excited, all kinds of frantic shouts mixed with the waves and wind, like thousands of unjust souls in purgatory.

The dead air in the quiet pool is even stronger, and you can almost reach out and lose your fingers. The Lotus glowed faintly, maintaining a temporarily safe area in the small stone cave. Mu Wei Nie Rong'er hid behind Yuan Wei, not daring to make any sound. Jing Jing was indifferent, it stood at the entrance of the cave without joy or sorrow and looked down, muttering to itself that it didn't know what to say.

Yuan Wei was naturally able to guess that this was the stagger tide in Jing Jing's mouth, obviously Liu Wei had also been chased by this tide before he met them, and it was estimated that it was just a small wave. When the tide recedes, there will be a little bit of stagnant water left in the skulls of those behemoths.

There is hardly any mention of this backwater tide from the outside world. It must be because those who are lucky enough to see this tide have unfortunately disappeared in this tide. Just as a few people were thinking in horror, the tide had receded rapidly, and after a few breaths, the entire bottom of the pool had almost returned to its original appearance.

"Jingjing, how often does this stagnant water tide break out?" Motoo asked.

"Once in a thousand years on a scale of this scale!" replied quietly.

Yuan Wei and the others were speechless, they couldn't imagine that they were unlucky enough to reach this realm, and they could encounter a tide once in a thousand years.

Jing Jing didn't lie. In the middle of this pool, there is a spring, which is the source of the stagnant water in the pool. For thousands of years, the stagnant water has only ebbated and flowed in an area of more than 100 acres in the center of the bottom of the pool. A tide like this that spreads across the bottom of the pond is really rare once in a thousand years.

"Daddy, I want to go there. Quietly looking at the fog of death, his tone was full of longing.

Before Yuanwei could speak, Mu Wei asked anxiously, "Could it be that the stagnant water tide is rushing up some treasure?"

Quietly shook his head, hesitated for a moment and said, "It seems that something is calling me."

"Then you can go!" said Mu Wei.

"I'm afraid!" Jing Jing suddenly felt a little ashamed.

"You're afraid of a fart, you're a dead spirit, and this Jingtan was originally your home. Don't think you'll become a human after a few days with us, okay? Mu Wei rolled her eyes and chattered.

"But, but, that stagnant water can swallow me. If I were swallowed up by the stagnant water, I would become one of the spirits. I'm floating, I'm floating, I'm not as fast as my father..."

Mu Wei finally understood what Jing Jing meant, which made him very angry: "I said how can you call my brother Daddy with a dead face, it turns out that you also fell in love with the Xuanhu he transformed." Tell you, and Rong'er, Yuanwei is my personal mount, not... It's a personal brother, and none of you can snatch it away!"