Time passed, minute by minute, everyone felt unbearable, and looked around from time to time, but Lin Tian kept sitting cross-legged and motionless, and even closed his eyes at some point.

In the wind, from time to time there was the sound of Suosuo, as if someone was walking in the woods, and as if some demon beast was secretly approaching, everyone became more and more nervous, but Lin Tian was unmoved;

The sun is slanting in the west, and the mountains will be more dangerous after dark, everyone frequently looks in the direction of the mountain, and there is an impulse in their hearts to rush out before dark, but Lin Tian is motionless, and he is determined to defend the spot;

There was nothing unusual and dangerous to be seen in the surroundings, and now there was still time to get out of the mountain before dark, and slowly, even Ouyang Luolei, who had cultivated to be second only to Lin Tian, was shaken, and the two sides weighed it, feeling that it was even more dangerous to stay in the mountain;

After the command, Lin Tian, who was sitting cross-legged on the ground, seemed to be asleep, or he was wandering thousands of miles, as if he was in retreat and retreat in the sect, no longer paying attention to any changes in the outside world.

The night came quickly under the anxious gaze of everyone.

As soon as the sun went down, the night fell, and the dark clouds fell in the sky, and the thick night covered the land.

At noon, the sun was so hot that the mouths of the people who were hurrying away were dry, and in the evening it was just the opposite, and the cold wind and night rain fell. The wind was cold, and the rain was even colder, and it fell on people's hair and robes, and bursts of chill seeped into the bone marrow through the skin.

Lu Zichuan and Ouyang Luolei were okay, Li Tingjun, who was obviously inferior in cultivation, gradually trembled, and even Hu Changtian, who had not yet broken through the innate realm, was the same, his face was pale, the cold was only a small part of the reason, the invisible pressure and the irrepressible tension in his heart were the biggest reasons.

After nightfall, although there was still no obvious abnormality and danger, there was obviously a more solemn aura in the air, rippling with a lingering and stronger invisible pressure.

When I opened my eyes, I saw that there seemed to be a longing figure in the woods under the dark night, and I don't know how many killers were lurking. When I looked closely, there was nothing, and when I was a little slack, I felt that there was a greater danger approaching. This seems to be nothing, which makes people even more uneasy, except for Lin Tian and Yan Shuangdao, the group is restless, some are murderous, eager to hold the long knife into the jungle to see it clearly, and some people are trembling, looking around for the direction of escape;

The night was getting thicker, the rain was getting heavier, the mountains and forests were gradually starting to fog, and the distant mountains and forests were slowly blurring in people's vision.

Under Lin Tian's leadership, people continued to sit cross-legged on the ground and wait. Lin Tian sat still, like an old monk in a fixed position, Yan Shuangdao was like a stone carving, motionless and let the wind and rain blow, the wide flowing clouds and hats above his head, he couldn't see the change in his expression, and he couldn't even see each other's facial features when he sat on the side.

Seeing that Lin Tian and Yan Shuangdao were so calm, Li Tingjun, Hu Changtian and the others calmed down a little and forced themselves to sit still. A group of seven people sat on the ground back to back, guarding the Yan Shuangdao, the highest cultivation, all wearing Qiankun battle armor and flowing clouds and hats on their heads, like seven stone sculptures receiving the baptism of night rain.

A master's move, just like a master playing chess, requires profound skills and attainments, and even more requires extraordinary patience.

This is a battle of patience, the hunter and the prey are only relative, whoever loses patience first will in turn become the prey of the other party!

After sensing that something was wrong and deducing that the other party was likely to have a more powerful serial killing move, Lin Tian immediately made a decision and decided to brake quietly. This trick really worked.

After a stalemate for most of the day, the killer lurking in the mountains and forests from afar finally lost patience first.

The rain was falling, the fog was getting heavier and heavier, and a strange tuk tuk sound suddenly came to the ears of the group. It sounded like someone was knocking on the door, and it looked like some kind of demon beast had come from the dense forest.

"It's coming!"

"What's that?"

Li Tingjun, Hu Changtian and others, who had been waiting with fear, were in high spirits, and while they were nervous and panicked, they clenched the long knives in their hands one by one and were murderous, waiting for the opponent to rush up and fight. However, the thick fog obscured the view, and when I looked around, I couldn't see anything. I only heard a burst of tuk tuk sounds, flickering east and west, sometimes far and near.

"Who is it?"

After waiting for a while, Yue Qingshan finally couldn't bear it anymore and shouted loudly. Just as he was about to stand up and rush out with a knife to see clearly, a large hand pressed on his shoulder, pressing him firmly to the ground.

"Qingshan, don't move, keep waiting, don't let the opponent break through! It's just that the other party is playing tricks, and if you can't hold your breath and rush out, you just happen to be fooled!"

Lin Tian said, his voice low. He didn't raise his head, he didn't even open his eyes, but the wind and grass around him were clear.

"Lin Tian is right, wait!"

Ouyang Luolei agreed, and after nightfall, he was also a little nervous, but after the strange sound appeared, he calmed down. Cultivation is above Yue Qingshan, and his state of mind is also obviously a level higher, and he can squeeze into the Hundred People Hall, even if he ranks last in the hundredth, he is really much stronger than the average elite. Lu Zichuan's situation was also somewhat similar, holding the long knife and waiting quietly.

A group of seven people continued to sit cross-legged on the ground and wait, recuperating and waiting for work.

The strange sound of tuk tuk tuk sounded for a while, and then it fell silent, and never appeared again, obviously knowing that Lin Tian and his party of seven people had seen through the tricks, and they couldn't continue. It didn't take long for a black-robed man to finally faintly appear in front of people, with a stout physique nearly two meters tall, but walking like a skeleton wearing a robe walking in the fog, as if a gust of wind could blow it away. After the distance was slightly closer, he could feel a strong cold aura rushing towards his face, obviously, even if this guy was not a death skeleton, he was also an evil demon cultivator.

"Quack, quack, quack, seven fresh Xianmen flesh and blood, offer your blood and soul, deity...... I have heard your heartbeat, smelled the freshness of your hot heart, quack......"

The black-robed man laughed loudly, did not continue to approach, but kept a distance of more than ten meters around a group of seven people in a circle, his eyes showed a strange ghostly light, and the joints and bones collided during the walk to make a burst of clicking and clicking sounds, it seemed that it was really a skeleton crawling out of the grave, and he carefully looked at Lin Tian and his group of seven people as he walked, as if he was weighing which target to choose.

The temperature dropped sharply, and the surroundings suddenly became cold, and the yin wind gusted, and an invisible realm similar to the sword domain of the sect's disciples shrouded a radius of a hundred meters.

The black-robed man didn't rush up immediately, but unfolded an evil realm, and the seven of Lin Tian were enveloped with a grin.

Ouyang Luolei and Lu Zichuan and other elite disciples are okay, under the shroud of this evil realm, Li Tingjun and Hu Changtian were the first to feel uncomfortable and couldn't hold on, their bodies trembled, and their faces were covered with a faint green light, which was a sign that they were about to invade their bodies if they couldn't resist the evil aura. Among the seven people in the group, Yan Shuangdao, Lin Tian, Ouyang Luolei and Lu Zichuan have all cultivated the Sword Domain, and even Yue Qingshan has a half-step Sword Domain Protector, which can resist the evil realm of the black-robed people, but Li Tingjun and Hu Changtian, who are a lot worse in cultivation, do not have that kind of ability.

"Quack, fresh heart, the deity has smelled ......"

The black-robed man's eyes skyrocketed, staring at Li Tingjun and Hu Changtian, who were relatively shallow in cultivation, and his strange gaze first looked Hu Changtian up and down a few times, and then fixed on Li Tingjun, a scholar.

There is no shortcut to cultivation, it takes thousands of years of hard cultivation day in and day out, tempered over and over again, but this is for the disciples of famous and decent families, and it is different for the devils who practice evil exercises, what they like most is to seize the skills of others, and if they succeed once, they may be able to increase their skills by ten years, or even a hundred years, and their cultivation will increase dramatically all of a sudden, and the cultivation speed can reach the point where it is jaw-dropping, and the higher the cultivation of the goal, the greater the harvest!

The gloomy black-robed man obviously didn't take a fancy to Hu Changtian, a martial arts person, and Li Tingjun, who performed well among the newcomer disciples and was still stuck in the congenital double, was undoubtedly the most suitable target.

"Brother Lin Tian, I'll meet this guy!"

Seeing that Li Tingjun and Hu Changtian were about to be unable to bear it, without waiting for Lin Tian's command, Lu Zichuan stood up and pounced on the black-robed man with a knife.

Within a radius of 100 meters, there was a sudden strong wind, whirring and flying sand and rocks.

Lu Zichuan was bold and careful, and as soon as he made a move, he launched the Tempest Sword Domain to counter the evil realm of the black-robed people. Then, he used his best Tempest Knife Technique to slash at the black-robed man more than a dozen times in one go, and the knife fatally went straight to the latter's vital point.

"Hey, who are you?"

The black-robed man became solemn, his body swaying from side to side, dodging Lu Zichuan's long knife.

"Lu Zichuan, a disciple of the Qiankun Sword Sect, is here, who are you a demon? Report your name, don't die under my knife and become a nameless ghost!"

Lu Zichuan's voice was like a bell, and he launched a continuous attack as he spoke, and the speed of the knife was more than a step worse than Lin Tian's, but it was still amazing, and the knife technique was so strong that the black-robed man retreated step by step.

"Haha, what a big breath, today, I will let you see the power of the deity, and let the four hidden immortal sects know the power of my bone immortality, hahaha......"

The black-robed man laughed, suddenly stopped dodging, blocked it with his bare hands, and blocked the sharp Sky Splitting Knife in Lu Zichuan's hand with a bang. This guy walks in a strange posture, and under the pitch-black robe, there is really only a grim white skeleton.

There is no flesh and blood in the body, only the skeleton!

What's even more incredible is that this skeleton is even harder than a sword, and the Sky Splitting Sword can't even cut it?

Lu Zichuan's face changed color, as a former master of the Hundred People Hall, he had also gone down the mountain to practice countless times, and had seen many masters, but he dared to block his Heaven Splitting Sword with his bare hands, and it was the first time he had encountered it! This demon who exuded an evil aura was much more powerful than expected!

"Bone Longevity ......"

Yan Shuangdao, who had been closing his eyes to recuperate, suddenly opened his eyes, glanced at Gu Changsheng, who was dressed in black robes, from a distance, and then closed his eyes again, looking like he was out of the way. More than ten meters away, on the muddy ground, Lu Zichuan and the demon skull immortal fought fiercely. This fight was far more fierce and dangerous than everyone expected, even Lin Tian was a little breathless, and he opened his eyes and stared at the figures of the two to secretly suppress Lu Zichuan, ready to shoot at any time.