Xiao Hei saw that Wu Que was full of confidence, so he flapped his wings and led Wu Que towards the hill on the right.

They rounded the hill, first climbing along a steep wall, over a bottomless ravine, and then over several higher and larger peaks to a peculiar mountain basin.

The area of this basin is very large, and according to Wu Que's visual measurements, at their current speed, it will take at least five days to cross the basin and reach the other side.

In the middle of the basin, there are many stone statues standing sparsely on the ground, these stone statues are all human figures, and all of them are holding swords, posing in various strange postures, and the most special thing is that between the eyebrows of the stone statues, they are all lifelike.

When Wu Que saw these dark golden stone statues, he was immediately fascinated, and his pace of progress became slower and slower.

Xiao Hei walked and walked, and suddenly felt that there was no sound behind him, and when he turned his head, Wu Que was staring at a stone statue and could see that he could see it.

It had no choice but to urge, and Wu Que came back to his senses and continued to follow Xiao Hei.

After a few days, they finally crossed the basin and reached the foot of the mountain peak on the other side of the basin.

"Where is the cave?" Wu Que asked.

"That's it. Little Black stretched out a wing and pointed to the peak wall in front of him.

Wu Que stared at this peak wall, and the surprise in his heart was indescribable: Is this really a cave?

I saw that on the huge peak wall in front of me, there were two amazing large whirlpools: these two whirlpools, one black and one white, wandered around irregularly on the peak wall, and at the same time drove the mysterious black and white qi to rotate with them.

Although they wandered around on the peak wall, the distance and position between the two whirlpools remained constant, and at the same time, at the junction of black and white qi, there was an inexplicable light faintly flashing.

"That white whirlpool is the entrance to the cave. Xiao Hei reminded beside him.

The white one is the entrance to the cave, but where does the black one lead?

"What about the black whirlpool, have you ever been there?" Wu Que thought for a moment and asked.

Xiao Hei shook his head again and again: "The black whirlpool, I don't dare to go in." ”

Wu Que's gaze stayed on the two whirlpools, his mind flashed, and the anchor burst out.

The powerful anchor force is like an overwhelming rain of arrows, falling on the peak wall: half penetrates the peak, half bounces back.

The area that penetrates through the peak is all black air, and the area that cannot be penetrated by the anchor force is the white area.

Wu Que suddenly realized: It turned out that the black qi was all the qi of the void wave, no wonder the anchor force could easily penetrate.

But the black qi here seems to be very different from the wave of nothingness outside, what is the difference, Wu Que can't say.

After his anchor force entered the black void vortex, it was like a ruined grass swept up by a torrent, twisting, spinning, and extending sharply within the vortex, never ending.

At the same time, the black void vortex had an incomparably amazing suction power on the anchor force, and after a few breaths, a crystal anchor line visible to the naked eye suddenly rose from Wu Que's eyebrows, leading straight to the black void vortex, flashing rapidly.

"Big brother, don't use the anchor force to sense that black whirlpool!" Xiao Hei saw that Wu Que had been hit, and reminded anxiously.

Wu Que found that the anchor force was completely out of his control, and frantically surged towards the black void whirlpool, and in horror, his mind suddenly retracted, wanting to retract the anchor force that was absorbed by the whirlpool.

However, the suction power of the whirlpool was too amazing, although Wu Que retreated with all his strength, he couldn't retreat, and the anchor force was still slowly surging towards the whirlpool.

"Big brother, hurry up!" Xiao Hei shouted anxiously beside him, constantly flapping his wings and making a "pop" sound.

"How can you break it? I won't!" Wu Que also shouted in a hurry.

"Bite it off with your teeth! Bite it off with anchor fangs!" Xiao Hei hurriedly gave Wu Que a move.

Do you think I'm a poisonous snake like you! Wu Que was speechless for a moment.

Although there is no anchor fang, the anchor arrow Wu Que can still condense, but the anchor arrow cannot be used to cut and cut; he hesitated slightly, and suddenly waved the Motan sword in his hand and slashed it in front of his forehead.

"Poof!"

With a soft sound, the anchor line in Wu Que's eyebrows was broken in response to the sword, and the severed anchor line was completely swallowed by the void vortex with a "stab" sound.

Wu Que fell straight down, and the back of his head hit the hard ground, making a "bumping" sound.

"Ah!" Wu Que let out a terrible scream.

This scream was not because of the pain of falling to the ground, but because of the severe pain after cutting the anchor line, like breaking a hand or a foot.

"It turns out that the Ruyi Spirit Weapon can even cut off the anchor force. Xiao Hei stared at the Motan Sword in Wu Que's hand and muttered in surprise.

Xiao Hei's words came into Wu Que's ears, and his heart suddenly moved, he sat up suddenly, stared at the sword in his hand blankly, and was silently distracted.

"Big brother, what's wrong with you?" Xiao Hei asked worriedly when he saw Wu Que's strange expression.

"Chop, chop, chop, I'm going to cut you!" Wu Que suddenly opened his mouth and shouted, and a crazy light burst out from his eyes.

"Big brother, who are you, who are you going to cut off?" Xiao Hei was startled and asked.

Wu Que ignored Xiao Hei, his mind flashed, and the Motan Sword in his hand suddenly disappeared, and then appeared in Zhihai again.

"Chop!" Wu Que shouted with his head raised.

Xiao Hei shook his body in fright, then looked at Wu Que blankly, and thought: "It's over, the eldest brother must have lost too much anchor force just now, and his brain was broken." ”

The Motan Sword was in the sea of Wu Quezhi, like a lightning bolt across the sky, and with a "click", it slashed on the surface of one of the anchor balls of his own Sanyang Anchor.

"Boom!" the loud bang was like thunder, and it exploded suddenly in the sea of his consciousness.

An extremely thin black silk thread rippled slightly under the Motan sword.

"Ahh......h

Xiao Hei was completely stupefied by Wu Que, and kept slapping Wu Que's back with his wings, while shouting: "Big brother, what's wrong with you? Big brother, what's wrong with you......"

But no matter how the Motan Sword rained down, the black silk thread showed no sign of being cut off except for a trace of ripple.

This black silk thread is the anchor that swallows light above and below Wu Que Sanyang's anchor.

In the past, if he hadn't swallowed the light and was willing, Wu Que would not have been able to discover these black silk threads, but after his Sanyang anchor was washed by the wave of nothingness, he had been greatly improved, and now he could detect the anchor lines above and below his Sanyang anchor.

Hearing Xiao Hei's self-talk just now, he suddenly remembered: Since the Motan Sword can cut off his anchor line, can't it also cut off the anchor line under the swallowing light?

At the thought of this, he immediately fell into a frenzy, and kept swinging his sword to slash at one of these black silk threads.

"Qiang Qiang Qiang ......", I don't know how many swords I have chopped, and the faint voice of swallowing light suddenly sounded in Wu Que Zhihai: "Boy, is the great Dao anchor of Lord Swallowing Light so easy to cut off?"