Dignity was provoked, and it was also a provocation from a young man, as the sect master of the Forge Soldier Sect, in front of so many martial artists in the Qinggu Secret Realm, Jiang Jingtao naturally couldn't bear it.

He stepped forward, and his figure flashed, and a person appeared in front of Mo Wen.

The previous attack was just a temptation, and he didn't believe that in the battle of life and death, this young man could continue to be arrogant.

Mo Wen squinted his eyes slightly, feeling the amazing momentum and murderous aura emanating from Jiang Jingtao's body, and his face was as calm as ever.

As Yin Banshuang said, what he is good at is not strength, but combat skills.

Since this Jiang Jingtao is not much stronger than him in terms of strength, there is not much threat to him.

Moreover, if nothing else, this Jiang Jingtao is probably not his opponent.

Just as Mo Wen was about to cast the Flame Star Monarch's Three Flare Method, a loud bang suddenly sounded in the cave, and then the ground shook, and large stones fell from the top.

"What's going on?"

The warriors in the cave were all shocked, and some of them even had panicked looks in their eyes. After all, this is not an ordinary place, but an abyss underground, where dangers are hidden everywhere.

"The cold wave has faded, and the blizzard bear has left the nest."

A warrior exclaimed in exclamation, pointing to the depths of the cave. I saw this cave, the further you went inside, the wider it became. The innermost part is connected to an underground river, which stretches far away and has no end in sight.

"Is the cold spell finally over?"

When the surrounding warriors heard this, a flash of joy flashed in their eyes, so many warriors gathered in the cave for the purpose of waiting for the cold wave to pass.

This cave is not simple, the dark river inside, for some reason, the river is extremely cold, but it is not frozen, not to mention the warriors in the early stage of Jindan, even if the warriors in the later stage of Jindan fell into that river. will instantly turn into an ice sculpture.

In normal times, no one pays attention to that river, and no one takes risks to cross the long river. But the treasure of the Luofeng Sect is at the end of the long river, and the guide zhì a martial artist has to try his best to cross the long river.

After much research, someone finally came up with some eyebrows. The underground river has three cold fades every month, and each time the cold fades for one hour. Each month is divided into three inquiries.

When the cold fades, the cold air of the river in the dark river will decrease, and at this time, a martial artist in the early stage of Jindan is sure to survive such a long river.

The last time the cold faded, it was ten days ago, because the martial artists of the major sects had not yet prepared, so they missed the best time to cross the river.

In addition, there are several Blizzard Bears living in the depths of the Dark River, and those Blizzard Bears all have cultivation comparable to the peak of Jindan. It will be the biggest obstacle for all warriors to cross the river. But blizzard bears prefer cold places, and when the cold fades, they will choose to leave the nest and look for colder places. When the dark river is cold, they will come back again.

So, at this time, it will be the best time to cross the river.

"The cold has receded. Cross the river immediately. ”

There are some martial arts sects that have begun to lead the martial artists under them, and they can't wait to jump into the long river.

The cold will recover after an hour. There wasn't much time for everyone, and at this time, there was hardly much hesitation.

"Hmph, count yourself lucky, young man, and I'll see you again in a moment."

Jiang Jingtao snorted coldly, and the figure that had originally pounced on Mo Wen turned back, changed direction in mid-air, and rushed towards the dark river.

"All the people of the Soldier Sect, come with me."

Jiang Jingtao issued an order, and the last word ended, and his figure had already appeared in front of the dark river.

All the warriors of the Forge Sect immediately followed, and in an instant, there was an extra vacancy in the cave.

Mo Wen stood with his hands closed, looked at Jiang Jingtao's back, and was silent.

"Let's go too, we can be sure that the treasure of the Luofeng Sect is at the end of the dark river, if we go late, the treasure will inevitably not be snatched away by others."

Chen Wuhui looked at Mo Wen, at this time, Chen Zikuang and Xia Kunqian had already recovered from their injuries, and their cultivation had reached their peak state.

Mo Wen nodded, followed behind the people of Wunianmen, and walked towards the dark river.

"Ahh

Suddenly, a miserable scream came from the dark river, and then a smell of blood filled the air, ordinary people may not be able to smell it, but the sense of smell of the warrior is so sensitive, and he immediately knew that the source of the smell of blood came from some distance in front of the dark river.

Mo Wen's eyes condensed slightly, looked from afar, and found that someone accidentally fell into the river, I don't know what creatures were in the river, I saw the water splashing, and the blood turned out from the bottom of the river.

"It's terrible gravity."

The martial artists who had already embarked on the Dark River gasped one after another, because they found that the gravity within the Dark River was much stronger than the gravity under ordinary circumstances. If a martial artist in the early stage of Jindan flew over the dark river, he was afraid that he would be pulled into the river by the terrifying gravity in a moment or three.

The previous warrior was flying over the dark river, unable to withstand the amazing gravity, and fell directly into the river.

A moment later, another scream came out, and I saw a warrior fall into the river in a daze, and then let out a scream, the water splashed, and the blood turned out from the bottom of the river, and then completely calmed down.

Exactly like before, a warrior lost his life again.

"It's such a terrible gravity, an ordinary Jindan early stage martial artist, it's impossible to cross the river."

A warrior screamed in horror, although he still insisted on flying in mid-air, his body was slowly descending, swaying, it seemed that he couldn't hold on for long, and in a few moments, he would end up with the same fate as the two warriors in front of him.

He screamed in horror, did not dare to fly any further, turned around, and flew back frantically. Fortunately, he was not far from the shore and managed to escape before he fell into the river.

Some of the warriors who flew out before, after realizing the danger, most of them flew back, and no one wanted to fall into the river, and their deaths were unknown.

Of course, there are also some martial artists who have advanced cultivation, thinking that they can resist the gravity above the dark river, not only do not look back, but fly forward quickly and decisively.

The faces of Wu Nianmen and the others who had just come over became solemn, although the cold tide receded, but in the dark river, I am afraid that there is still an unknown danger.

"Don't ask Xiaoyou, the old man should be able to cross this river."

Chen Wuhui looked at Mo Wen, with an inquiring look in his eyes, for Mo Wen, he felt more and more mysterious and ignorant, like a fog. So he wasn't sure if he could cross the river. Although Mo Wen showed strong enough strength before, he was still a little uneasy when he didn't know the depths.

There were a few mid-stage Jindan warriors in front of them, who kept flying forward, and did not turn back, nor did they fall into the river. Therefore, Chen Wuhui judged that the gravity above the dark river should not affect him.

In terms of cultivation, he is far stronger than the average mid-stage Jindan martial artist, and has reached the realm of the peak of the mid-stage.

"Old man Chen, rest assured, with my ability, there will be no obstacle to crossing this river."

Mo Wen nodded, just glanced at the dark river, and he had a bottom in his heart. Although his physical strength didn't help him much in the air, his internal qi cultivation had also reached the edge of the middle stage of Jindan at this time, and with some means, crossing the river shouldn't be a problem.

Chen Wuhui nodded when he heard this, then looked at Xia Kunqian and said, "Elder Xia, this trip is dangerous, lest it be unexpected, how about you stay outside to pick it up?" ”

His meaning was naturally to persuade Xia Kunqian not to cross the river and stay in the cave to wait for them. Although Xia Kunqian is the great elder of the Wunian Sect, his cultivation is far stronger than that of ordinary Jindan early stage martial artists, but in the dark river, no one knows how many dangers are hidden, and leaving Xia Kunqian behind may be able to save his life.

As for Chen Zikuang, he didn't say anything about this son. Chen Zikuang's ability was originally far above Xia Kun's money, and he had several powerful sect treasures on his body, so it shouldn't be a big problem to save his life.

"Yiqiē obeys the arrangement of the sect master."

Xia Kunqian bowed slightly, and did not object to Chen Wuhui's order. In fact, he also knew that with his ability, breaking into such a fierce place would definitely be more auspicious. Being able to stay outside is safe and easy.

"In that case, let's break into this underground river."

Chen Zikuang was a little eager to try, his cultivation was only one foot away from the middle stage of Jindan, and in terms of combat effectiveness, it was not even worse than the middle stage of ordinary Jindan, such a fierce place would be a good whetstone for him.

As soon as the words fell, Chen Zikuang flashed into the dark river, he held the spiritual weapon Dashan Yan in one hand, waved his sleeves in the other, and flew towards the depths of the dark river in stride, with excellent momentum, like a fairy, compared with those warriors who crossed the river carefully, it formed a sharp contrast.

"Rabbit cub, you can die if you don't keep a high profile, you will suffer a loss when you turn around, don't shout for help."

Chen Wuhui scolded in a low voice, and quickly flashed his figure and followed behind Chen Zikuang, the old man was naturally afraid that something would happen to his only son, so he followed behind him to protect him.

Mo Wen smiled, waved his sleeves, took a step under his feet, and a figure appeared above the dark river.

The gravity above the dark river is really extraordinary, equivalent to ten times that outside, such gravity, I'm afraid that the martial artists in the early stage of Jindan can't fly, no wonder there were constantly martial artists falling into the river before.

But for Mo Wen, it's not a problem, not to mention his cultivation, after cultivating Fengyao, the whole person is like a wind, turning into the wind at any time. Gravity acted on him, and he could skillfully unload half of it, not to mention his current cultivation, even if he was cultivating in the Fetal Breath Realm, I am afraid he could easily fly across the river.

Flying into the sky above the dark river, Mo Wen found that the river water below was very clear, and there were constant bursts of cold air coming out of it, guiding the surrounding environment to be far colder than the outside, even if it was now in the fading period, the cold Cheng dù was equivalent to four or five times that of the outside.

In the river, there are dark shadows shaking, like fish, but not like fish, maybe it belongs to some kind of strange monster beast. There is no doubt that those warriors who fell into the river died at the hands of those shadow creatures in the water. (To be continued......)