Although the majestic energy dispersed some clouds, it did not lose much to the clouds.

The big bird is still flying at a constant speed, and the altitude is getting lower and lower.

At the critical moment, the demon cultivator fought hard, and Yuan Jian's demonic energy was agitated, and his moves opened and closed.

He induces the Ten Powers and throws all the magic weapons and talismans on his body towards the top of his head.

In the demon cloud, the explosion continued, and he really broke through a third of the cloud.

But the remaining part is still like a 10,000-pound boulder, crushing him to the bottom.

The serpents became agitated and surrounded him in an instant, and the protective air shield was quickly breached.

Yuan Jian fought hard, and although he killed more than a dozen, the endless poisonous snakes drowned him in the blink of an eye.

The screams echoed through the valley, faded away, and the valley returned to tranquility.

The white bird, which was also bitten by a poisonous snake, turned into demonic energy, and floated up.

The gas writhed in the air, transforming itself into a white bird and flying back into the flock.

This terrifying scene made everyone on the cliff gasp.

A few people have begun to retreat, treasures and opportunities are tempting, but life is more important.

They could simply stay put, wait for the time limit for the jade plate to arrive, and then it would be automatically teleported.

Jin Ziming was worried about the demon girl, and said:

"Lin Xi, how is it, can you go over?

If you're not sure, stay here and don't do it. ”

"A person's words are a little choking, I ask Yuhime to see if she has confidence."

After a pause, she replied:

"Yuhime said, the two of us should be able to go over."

Team leader Zheng Mao was anxious in his heart, the current situation, if the next person still can't pass, I'm afraid that people's hearts will be scattered.

He groaned slightly, looked at Shen Xinchen, and said:

"Brother Shen, you are strong and most familiar with small spaces, this second pathfinder is probably none other than you."

Shen Xinchen nodded and didn't say anything.

As a casual cultivator, all the resources have to be fought for.

Over the years, he has worked hard to suppress his cultivation and not make breakthroughs, isn't it just for the reopening of the "heart" space?

Even if everyone stops, he will go forward regardless of everything, and fight for the slightest opportunity.

Shen Xinchen jumped on the white bird closest to him, and the bird flapped its wings and carried him towards the opposite side.

Shen Xinchen summoned the Ghost Head Broadsword, he couldn't absorb the demonic energy, so he could only attack and try to disperse the demonic cloud.

In the moment under the blood-red cloud, he took out the knife.

He comprehended the mystery of power and lightning, and his sword aura was furious, and his sword was extremely fast.

After swinging several knives in a row, he really cut off a small piece of the magic cloud.

But the clouds as thick as a mountain still pressed him and the white bird down, and everyone couldn't help but worry about him.

Shen Xinchen's moves switched extremely quickly, and the sword qi and power drilled into the demon cloud to disrupt the blockade of this big "cauldron".

His sword was like lightning, and when he was still a mile and a half away from the opposite cliff, more than sixty percent of the clouds had been cut down by him.

Shen Xinchen was getting closer and closer to the bottom of the valley, above the white bird, he didn't realize it, and he only cared about swinging the knife fiercely.

Seeing that the furious sword qi had broken through the demon cloud again, he was only a mile away from the opposite side at this time.

At this moment, the remaining clouds suddenly stopped pressing, but slowly floated back into the tumbling clouds above.

Shen Xinchen and the white bird suddenly felt the pressure disappear, and the big bird flapped its wings, took off into the air, and flew to the top of the opposite mountain.

He jumped off the bird's back and smiled and waved at the people in the distance.

This successful flight has regained everyone's confidence:

It turned out that the danger was only the middle three miles.

Zheng Mao's heart made up his mind and began to think about who should be sent next.

Lin Xi stepped forward, stood on the outermost side of the cliff, and said:

"Senior Brother Zheng, I'll try."

Zheng Maozhi was overjoyed, Lin Xi was from a subordinate sect of the Black Demon Sect, and she took the initiative to ask for help, which was very suitable.

If even one Jindan period witch can pass, how can the rest of the male cultivators be embarrassed to rely here?

He immediately said with a pleasant face:

"Senior Sister Lin, it's good, when you go out this time, you will definitely let the Chilin Demon Sect give you a credit.

Be careful, and I wish you a good pass. ”

Lin Xi smiled and nodded, jumped on the back of the bird, and flew forward.

She didn't dare to hold it up, and it was less than a mile away, so she released Yuhime, let her jump on her right shoulder, one man and one beast, and began to accumulate strength.

The blood-colored demon cloud descended, and Lin Xi ran his magic skills, frantically absorbing the pure fire attribute demonic energy in the clouds.

Three knives flew out, and the various colors of sword qi merged with the dark green demonic qi emitted by Youji, and they drilled into the clouds together.

The flying knife shuttled through the clouds, and when the sword qi was about to be exhausted, the green demon qi exploded, breaking a gap in the demon cloud.

Lin Xi took the opportunity to replenish the demonic qi to the three swords, and the second round of demonic qi of Youji had also been delivered in place, and the sound of explosion was heard again in the red clouds.

This time, more than 10% of the demon clouds were blown away.

Everyone on the cliff was excited, and they felt that Lin Xi was expected to succeed.

Facing the remaining clouds, Yuhime swung out her right arm, forming a huge cat's paw in the air.

The sharp claws slammed into the demon cloud, and she grabbed a gap, and the three throwing knives burrowed in, and began to pierce back and forth inside.

One man and one cat, caught in a bitter battle.

The white bird kept moving forward, and Lin Xi was getting closer and closer to the bottom.

Her current height has surpassed Shen Xinchen's lowest position, and Jin Ziming can't help but be shocked.

Fortunately, Lin Xi is a fire attribute physique, and her exercises are also on the right path, and her efficiency in absorbing red demonic qi is much higher than Yuan Jian's.

The demon girl stabilized her mind and cooperated perfectly with Yuhime, and her attacks became sharper.

In this way, while fighting, he descended, and fell three feet away, and suddenly his body was light, and he had carried a distance of four miles.

The white bird fluttered its wings and flew high to reach her safely to the other side.

Zheng Maozhi and the others cheered, Jin Ziming didn't wait any longer, jumped on a white bird first, and flew out.

When the magic cloud came, he used the autumn source to unfold the "tidal knife method", and matched it with seven hundred heavy "thousand layer waves".

The wild wolf of the sword qi evolution swept through the blood-colored clouds, and began to impact, differentiate, and erode.

Zhongdantian's "Divine Mill Formation" runs at high speed, inhales rich demonic qi, mixes it with cyan aura, and stores it after repurification.

With the interpretation of the knife technique, he smashed nearly twenty percent of the demon clouds.

The heavy clouds weighed down him and the white bird to sink rapidly, and the speed of their fall was even faster than that of Lin Xi.

Jin Ziming urged the "Thousand Layer Waves" to eight hundred and thirty levels, and what was injected into the Qiuyuan Knife was no longer an ordinary aura, but a cyan aura.

The power of the sword increased greatly, and from time to time there was a loud earthquake and a cracking sound in the clouds.

More than fifty percent of the demon clouds were split, and he successfully flew out of the four-mile danger zone.

His lowest height was lower than Lin Xi's, and the snakes below were excited, but the food that was about to reach his mouth was carried away by the white bird.

The birds flew farther and farther away, and finally reached the top of the opposite mountain.

Such a thrilling scene was naturally intentional by Jin Ziming.

He was still accustomed to paralyzing others, hoping to be seen as an ordinary Jindan monk.

It has become his habit to be struck in the contempt of others.

Lin Xi greeted him and held his hand with a smile.

The remaining seven people on the opposite cliff were completely activated.

Not only did the Jindan Witch pass, but even the middle stage of Jindan, which had the lowest cultivation, could successfully fly over, and there was no reason why they couldn't.

But the good luck seemed to be used up by the previous three, and next, a Jindan Great Perfection and a Yuanying Zhenren fell one after another.

At this time, everyone realized that the demon cloud couldn't help suppressing the physical body, and the primordial infant who escaped from the brain was also suppressed and eaten by the snakes.

Wang Zhiyao and a strong man in the early stage of the Yuan Infant successfully crossed, and then two more monks died at the bottom.

Zheng Maozhi, who was in the formation, flew over alone.

Seeing that Yuanying Monk encountered accidents one after another, everyone still didn't understand that Jin Dan's acting skills in the middle were excellent, and he wanted to pretend to be a pig and eat a tiger.

Where is this by luck? It is clear that the combat power far exceeds that of the same realm.

Jin Ziming looked at it in his eyes and was a little depressed.

Shen Xinchen was very open-minded, and with his natural sensitivity to danger and opportunity, he realized that it was necessary to improve the relationship with this minor cultivator.

He stepped forward, patted Jin Ziming on the shoulder, and said:

"Little brother of the demon knife, it's amazing, Jin Dan has such strength in the middle stage.

If my brother offended you before, please Haihan.

Let's not fight and don't know each other, all the unhappiness will be revealed, how about it? ”

Jin Ziming admired this hearty man, so he replied with a smile:

"Brother Shen, I have long forgotten what happened before, not to mention nothing.

Let's move around more in the future and take care of each other. ”

"Good".

The two shook hands and smiled.

Five more monks were lost in the second level, and now only six remain.

Everyone was slightly sad, but thinking that there would be a reward soon, they couldn't help but look forward to it.

But to their disappointment, they went all the way down the mountain and saw no treasures.

Thirty miles later, a mountain lies ahead, a staircase made of rocks, leading from the bottom of the mountain to the summit.

When they came to the foot of the mountain, they saw three blood-red characters written on the yellow rock:

"Mount Enlightenment".

The six of them were immediately relieved, and the long-awaited reward was here.

Zheng Maozhi took the lead and climbed the stairs, and other people were afraid of falling behind, so they also followed closely.

As soon as you step on the steps, a red demonic aura rises from under your feet.

Its richness actually surpassed that of the demon cloud in the second level.

The higher they climbed, the stronger the suppression and erosion of the demonic qi on the body and soul, and gradually some people began to gasp.

The trolls have lived up to everyone's high expectations, not only can the demon cultivators absorb pure demonic energy to nourish themselves and improve their cultivation when they are climbing the mountain.

Once the 500th step is crossed, even more subtle benefits appear.

Each ladder is integrated into a fragment of Dachu's perception of a certain potential, mystery, and even the acquired law.

The content of each fragment is incoherent, and there is no pattern to the level of hierarchy.

It's like a troll writing down his realizations on countless pieces of paper.

Then they are torn apart, mixed together, and placed randomly on different steps.

Even if you climb to the top of the mountain, you may not be able to put together a mystery by integrating fragments.

The expressions of the people were different, some were happy, some were confused, and some were painful.

The time spent on each step is also different, and most of them give up when they encounter a morality that does not conform to their own exercises.

Conserve your strength, keep climbing, and find your own true meaning.