Chapter Two Thousand and Three: Undetermined
"Well, well. ”
The girl could only nod helplessly.
Ling Feng didn't say much, and went on the road with the little girl on his back.
On the way, after talking, Ling Feng learned that the girl's name was Yin Yin, and as for what force she came from, the girl was speechless.
Ling Feng didn't care, he thought it was because people were shy, and there was something hidden, so he didn't ask too much.
After climbing another steep hill, Ling Feng seemed to have reached the top of the mountain.
At this moment, on the top of the mountain, there are already dozens of big people, in addition to the strong people of the martial hall led by the ancestor of the star, there are also many strong people of the big sects, and their cultivation is also terrifying, and the lowest is above the four heavens of the gods.
In front of them were two cliffs tens of thousands of feet high, which hugged each other to form a narrow mountain road.
Of course, because of the pressure of the Emperor, their bodies have shrunk and it seems that these two rows of cliffs are so majestic, if they all maintain the size of their bodies, there is nothing surprising about this cliff.
"Tsk, Ling Feng, in vain you are a dignified Heavenly Venerable of the Five Heavens, you have seen all kinds of killings in the world, and you really have pity for a little girl?"
The Star Picking Ancestor turned around and saw Ling Feng carrying the little girl on his back, and said with a shameful laugh.
"No matter how I change or what height I am at, my heart will not change. ”
Ling Feng shot back lightly.
"Hehe, you'll regret your foolishness. ”
The Star Picking Ancestor laughed shamefully and took the lead along the narrow mountain road.
The other dozens of bigwigs didn't want to get involved in the battle between the two, and walked forward like a tide.
At this moment, the night of the Danmeng's sacrifice, Master Jingwen, as well as Linglong Immortal Venerable, and Le Zhengyu also arrived.
"Ling Feng, ...... this little girl?"
Le Zhengyu asked suspiciously.
"Her name is Yin Yin, and she got lost at the Heavenly Peak. ”
Ling Feng casually explained.
"Why don't I carry it for you?"
Le Zhengyu said: "Are you looking for the trace of the Divine Sword?"
In the Heavenly Absolute Peak, everyone was injured and suppressed, carrying a person on their backs, and their movements and speed were obviously much slower than others.
"I don't want to. ”
Yin Yin's head immediately shook like a rattle.
"You girl, you're still stubborn. ”
Le Zhengyu said angrily.
"Okay, everyone, stop arguing, I have a hunch that the Divine Sword of Slashing is getting closer and closer to our current position. ”
Ling Feng moved under his feet and continued to set off: "In order to be taken away by others after falling into someone's foot, everyone should hurry as soon as possible." ”
Le Zhengyu, Sai Ye and the others didn't say much, and continued to bury their heads in the road.
The narrow ancient road was filled with countless fallen leaves the size of an ark, as well as the dung of various beasts, and filled with a primeval forest atmosphere.
The ancient road is very long, and the fallen leaves are scattered, like a fan, which can drown people at once.
After more than half a while, the group reached the end.
In front of everyone is a cliff, and below the cliff is a river filled with cold air.
According to common sense, the Star Picking Ancestor and the others who had left one step earlier should have already crossed the river, but they all stood around the cliff, staring at the smoky river below, their eyes were solemn.
Because the river is surging, at least they can hear the sound of the water, but they can clearly feel the moist water vapor below, but they can never hear the sound of the water rushing, which is obviously a very abnormal thing.
"This current is very weird and weird!"
The Avatar Heavenly Venerable has a natural sense of potential threats in the underworld.
Although there was no trace of it at the moment, there was a sense of uneasiness in their hearts for some reason.
Ling Feng carried Yin Yin on his back and reached the river, his eyes scanning down earnestly.
In his perception, the energy fluctuations below were like a combination of countless whirlpools, giving people a very chaotic illusion.
Slowly, those powerhouses who entered the Heavenly Absolute Peak gathered more and more, and faintly, they had reached hundreds of people.
"What are you afraid of, everyone is a god Tianzun, an immortal existence through the ages, and they have come to this point, can't they go back the same way?"
One of the second-grade sect bosses from other planes muttered, and instructed a few juniors around him to take local materials and plan to build a bamboo raft to cross the river.
Unable to figure out the source of the terrifying power on the surface, they did not dare to force their way across the river with their supernatural powers.
Of course, under the pressure of the emperor, they couldn't fly far, otherwise, with the divine power of the Transformation God Realm, even if their bodies were reduced countless times, the speed would be tens of thousands of miles in the blink of an eye, and it would not take so long to reach the top of the mountain in front of the river.
"Quick, hurry up and build a bamboo raft to cross the river!"
Other bigwigs also reacted, either by themselves, or by instructing the juniors around them.
The scene was suddenly chaotic.
Fortunately, the two cliffs around are covered with all kinds of bamboo and ancient vines, and in just a few pillars of incense, the dregs are removed, and the essence is taken, and the bamboo raft is built.
As the rows of bamboo rafts fell into the water, those bigwigs also moved one after another, flew down, and stood on top of the bamboo rafts.
In the meantime, among Ling Feng's group, Le Zhengyu also built a bamboo raft with his own hands.
The raft was several feet in size, large enough to accommodate their group.
"Ling Feng, can you go?"
Seeing the bamboo rafts falling to the bottom of the water, and the bigwigs flying over the bamboo rafts, Le Zhengyu asked in a deep voice.
"If you want to die, there are people in front of you, what are you afraid of, go. ”
Ling Feng rolled his eyes, and landed on the bamboo raft with Yin Yin on his back.
Linglong Immortal Venerable, Le Zhengyu, Sacrifice Night, and Master Jingwen also followed.
As soon as his heel landed on the bamboo raft, Le Zhengyu had already prepared a bamboo pole and poked it into the water, trying to move the bamboo raft with his strength.
However, to everyone's surprise, no matter how hard they tried, the bamboo raft under everyone's feet was spinning in place and could not move forward.
"Le Zhengyu, you can't row?"
Ling Feng looked at him, and suddenly suppressed this thought again.
Even if Le Zhengyu really can't row, how accurate the control of the power of the Transformation God Tianzun is, it is absolutely impossible that he can't even drive the bamboo raft.
With a stomach full of doubts, Ling Feng suddenly looked around.
Despite the dense fog around him, he could still see it clearly, and the bamboo rafts of other sect bosses also had the same strange thing, no matter how hard they tried, they were all spinning in place.
"Grass, the devil knows what's going on!"
Le Zhengyu was also stunned, and scolded angrily: "Whenever I poke my bamboo pole into the bottom of the water and use my strength to paddle, this force will be diverted by the water flow That feeling, as if I hit a palm in the water, I can't borrow force at all." ”
"How can there be such a strange flow of water in this world?"
Ling Feng's doubts rose sharply in his heart, so he picked up the first-class clear water from the water, sniffed it carefully, and did not find anything strange.
"Jingwen, Master of the Night, you have lived for so many years and have seen a lot, do you know why such a strange thing happened?"
Linglong Immortal Venerable looked at the two masters of the Dan Alliance and asked in a deep voice.