Bihan Pond is a hundred zhang in circumference, the outside looks like a lake, the inside looks like a funnel, and the pool is tightened.

Jiang Ning went deep into the bottom of the pool, about thirty meters away, and met the mountain and water dragon who was sitting upright and cultivating, the latter sat cross-legged, his hands fell on his knees, the surface of his body was full of spiritual power, and a thick layer of ice condensed outside, half a finger thick, like a statue.

The strength of the mountain water dragon and the spiritual power in his body are much higher than him, and his only advantage is that his body itself is stronger than him.

After the cultivation of the Linzi Jue, whether it is the physical recovery ability or toughness, or the resistance to beating, it is much stronger than the Shanshui Dragon, which is also the difference between Daozang and other exercises. Other exercises are all about refining spiritual power, using spiritual power to control the four directions, but Daozang is completely different, it is to borrow spiritual power to develop the body itself.

The first time he saw the mountain dragon, Jiang Ning's heart was full of fun, he floated to the latter's side, raised his hand and shook it in front of the latter's eyes for a long time, and the mountain and water dragon who was fighting the cold naturally did not know that he had become the prey in the eyes of others.

Jiang Ning smiled evilly and raised his hand to knock twice on the Shanshui Faucet, and the Shanshui Dragon felt the movement of the outside world and slowly opened his eyes. When he saw clearly that there was a person in front of him, the person he thought about day and night, his big eyes seemed to kick out.

None of this is possible!

This is the fourth layer of Ten Thousand Medicine Mountain, and if it weren't for the help of some magic weapons, he wouldn't have appeared here.

Moreover, this is Bihan Pond, how can a mortal withstand the cold of Bihan Pond?

There is Chu Yifan protecting the Dharma outside, how could Jiang Ning appear in front of him quietly.

However, Jiang Ning, who had an innocent smile on his face, would not explain it to him, and the raised fist smashed directly on the face of Shanshui Long, the ice on the surface of his body was instantly broken, and the cheeks that were close to freezing were instantly deformed under Jiang Ning's fist, and the three back molars flew out directly.

The fist did not end there.

One after another, it frequently falls on the body of the landscape dragon. The latter's defense is almost zero, the previous time he stayed at a place of 20 meters, this time he went 10 meters deeper, and he was fighting against the cold qi, which was rashly interrupted by Jiang Ning, the cold qi entered the body, and the meridians and the sea of qi were all frozen, not only could not mobilize the spiritual power, but under the erosion of the cold qi, the movement of the limbs was not very flexible, and now he could only become a living target.

Beating up the landscape dragon, Jiang Ning really spared no effort, after all, all the failures of his seven knots now were given by the latter. But at most, such a beating will make the latter's nose blue and swollen, temporarily disfigured, broken ribs or something, at most it can be regarded as a punching bag.

At first, the mountain dragon resisted, and slowly turned into big eyes and small eyes, and finally couldn't even open his eyes. When he was almost beaten, Jiang Ning found three black wood chips on the Shanshui Dragon and put them away, and finally the Shanshui Dragon was like a pinched live fish, except for the bubbling in his mouth, there was no movement, Jiang Ning picked up the Shanshui Dragon, kicked his legs and rushed out to the water.

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Beiyin Zhiyao outside Bihan Pond, her cute little face was full of concern, and Chu Yifan, who was standing not far away, asked with a smile: "Everything on Wanyao Mountain is a secret to outsiders, although Bihan Pond is wonderful, but it is only the tip of the iceberg, it is nothing, I wonder how you know as an outsider?"

Bei Yin Zhiyao kept staring at Bihantan with a pair of eyes, ignoring Chu Yifan's words.

Chu Yifan continued to ask: "The identity of Master Jiang's nephew is a hot topic in the sect, but I am curious about how you know each other, a proud son of the heavens, a mere mortal?"

“......”

Faced with Chu Yifan's questions, Bei Yin Zhiyao chose to ignore them all.

"Although this Bihan Pool is dangerous, the danger is only its own coldness, but you'd better pray that Senior Nephew Jiang won't be discovered by my junior brother, in that case, the ending will be difficult to say. But don't worry, for your sake, I will warn him to be merciful. ”

Bei Yin Zhiyao turned her head and asked impatiently, "I'm more optimistic about Jiang Ning." ”

Chu Yifan laughed, he knew the strength of the Shanshui Dragon, not to mention that this is Bihan Pond, the kind of thing that turned the tables against the sky in the Hell Festival Challenge would definitely not be repeated.

Just as Chu Yifan was about to speak, there was a 'poof' sound from Bihantan, the water splashed, and two figures flew out of it.

"Bang!"

Jiang Ning casually put the landscape dragon on the ground, Chu Yifan looked at it for a long time, and he didn't see who was lying in front of him from his face, and finally determined it from the costume. Lying on the ground and being beaten to no human appearance was indeed his little junior brother Shanshui Long.

Immediately stepped forward to pick it up, and the biting chill came from the surface of the mountain and water dragon's body, Chu Yifan immediately used his spiritual power to ward off the cold, and at the same time silently activated the identity card.

After throwing down the mountain dragon, Jiang Ning walked to Bei Yin Zhiyao's side and wrote, "The cultivation here is very helpful to me,......

Bei Yin Zhiyao didn't wait for Jiang Ning to write the following words, and immediately said happily: "Don't worry, I'll protect you the Fa." ”

In order to find a signpost along the way, Jiang Ning had never stopped because of cultivation or other things, and it was the first time he made such a request, how could Bei Yin Zhiyao refuse.

With the approval of Bei Yin Zhiyao, Jiang Ning was extremely happy in his heart, and immediately turned around and entered Bihan Lake again.

Not long after Jiang Ning left, the strong man of the sect appeared next to Bihan Pond, and the person who came was not someone else, it was the Great Elder Shen Tuhou, when he saw the unrecognizable landscape dragon, his deep face instantly darkened, and a pair of eyes stared at Bei Yin Zhiyao, and asked with a smile.

"Miss Beiyin, what does this mean?" Shen Tuhou had already concluded in his heart that Beiyin Zhiyao must have beaten him like this in order to make Jiang Ning angry.

Bei Yin Zhiyao chuckled, and the magic voice seemed to be heavenly: "If you are not good at learning, who can blame you?"

Shen Tuhou tried his best to make his voice sound gentle: "I am not good at learning art, I would like to ask Miss Beiyin what it is like to be successful in learning and art." As he spoke, a pair of hands stretched out, and the majestic spiritual power in his body came out like a wild beast, turned into a butcher's knife, and slashed down in the air.

For a powerhouse of his level, if he wants to deal with Bei Yin Zhiyao, who only has the realm of a life master, he doesn't need any gorgeous moves at all, and his breath alone can crush the other party.

And Bei Yin Zhiyao, who was standing opposite, did not have the slightest timidity, and with a skillful hand, the small and delicate blood quicksand appeared out of thin air, and suddenly the blood was shocked, only in terms of momentum, it was not weaker than Shen Tuhou.

"Great Elder, be merciful. Just when the spiritual power of Shen Tuhou and Bei Yin Zhiyao collided, Chu Yifan, who was sitting behind him to help the Shanshui Dragon resist the cold, stopped loudly.

Shen Tu Hou's butcher knife stopped at a distance of half a foot from Bei Yin Zhiyao, but the hourglass from Bei Yin Zhiyao's hand had already flowed, and there seemed to be no intention of stopping, and the blood light that broke out in an instant surrounded the butcher knife and rushed directly towards Shen Tu Hou, Shen Tu Hou waved his long sleeves, and the attack of blood and sand instantly came to naught, and the butcher knife sacrificed was also put away.

Chu Yifan, who was behind him, said without confidence: "The little junior brother was beaten by Jiang Ning, and he has nothing to do with Miss Beiyin. ”

Shen Tuhou's eyes turned around, except for Bei Yin Zhiyao and the dog hiding behind the tree and staring at him, he didn't see or feel Jiang Ning's breath.

"He's in the Bihan Pool. Chu Yifan understood Shen Tuhou's thoughts, and although his face was a little green, he still said it.

Shen Tuhou, who was standing in front, was obviously stagnant, his eyes involuntarily locked on the Bihan Pond, and he raised his feet to approach the lake.

"What do you want to do. ”

Bei Yin Zhiyao stood in front of Shen Tuhou, like a kitten that had been stepped on by its tail, and instantly turned into a little tiger with its fangs exposed.

Shen Tuhou pressed against the three black lines on his forehead, and tried his best to calm his voice: "Just now, the old man was anxious, thinking that Miss Beiyin deliberately broke the rules of the Hell Festival, so he took the liberty to make a move." Don't worry! I am the Great Elder of the Sect, this Bihantan is not ordinary, he is a mortal, I am afraid that he will be in danger. ”

"In my opinion, you are more dangerous than this Bihan Pool, please leave. "Bei Yin Zhiyao didn't give an inch.

Shen Tuhou stopped, stared at Bei Yin Zhiyao, and said three words after a long time: "Good, very good." ”

Then he turned around and walked towards the mountain dragon, but he didn't stop, and walked out of the valley.

Chu Yifan was speechless, picked up the mountain dragon with a helpless face, and followed closely.