The Blackstone Shadow Leopard facing Dowling was obviously startled and instinctively wanted to retreat, but there were other Blackstone Shadow Leopards around it, and as soon as it retreated, it bumped into the Blackstone Shadow Leopard behind it, and the leopards suddenly became a mess.

Dowling seized the opportunity and jumped onto the backs of the Blackstone Shadow Leopards, stepping on their backs and charging forward, not forgetting to mend the knife on their backs.

When Dowling broke out of the encirclement and came to the side of the long knife, the Blackstone Shadow Leopards behind him were almost all colored.

Dowling grabbed his long knife and looked around, trying to find a place where he could defend and attack, and in such an open place, he was no match for this group of Blackstone Shadow Leopards.

He noticed that there was a cave behind him, and without hesitation, turned and ran towards the cave.

A whistling sound sounded behind them, and the Black Stone Shadow Leopard group also moved, they were not stupid, knowing that after Dowling occupied the entrance of the cave, it would be impossible for them to sneak attack again, their speed was very fast, and they were about to catch up with Dowling.

At this moment, a sound of breaking the air sounded, and a crossbow arrow shot through the Black Stone Shadow Leopard closest to Daolin, Daolin was slightly stunned, at this time, he didn't care who was helping him, he mustered up all his strength and finally ran to the mouth of the cave.

Turning around and swinging the knife continuously, the two knives flew left and right, hacking several Blackstone Shadow Leopards who chased over to death on the spot, and there were about twenty Blackstone Shadow Leopards in the valley, all of which surrounded them at this time.

After a battle, Dowling felt pain in his shoulders, arms, and back, and half of his body was stained red with blood.

His mind was a little dizzy due to excessive blood loss, and Dao Lin bit the tip of his tongue ruthlessly, forcibly sobering himself up, and continued to stare at the Black Stone Shadow Leopard with a fierce face.

The small human in front of them rushed into their territory to kill, so that this group of strange beasts could no longer hold back, they did not care about fear, and all of them showed their fangs and claws and rushed towards Dowling.

The sound of breaking the air came again, and another Blackstone Shadow Leopard was shot through, and Dowling only glanced at the figure that flashed on the valley in the distance, and before he could see who it was, he fought with the Blackstone Shadow Leopards again.

Every time he swung his sword, Dao Lin could feel the wound being torn and bleeding accompanied by a piercing pain, and his eyes were full of black shadows.

His body was scratched and covered with wounds, and his body was already stained red with blood, both his own and the Blackstone Shadow Leopard, and the smell of blood constantly irritated Daolin, making him even more ferocious.

The skin of the Black Stone Shadow Leopard was hard, and the two knives in Dowling's hands had already curled their blades, and they couldn't even cut the skin on them, so in desperation, he flew out the long knife, and after throwing out the short knives and nailing the two again, there were only eight Blackstone Shadow Leopards left on the field, and they stared at the defenseless Dowling with bloodthirsty eyes.

Dowling slowly retreated, thinking of countermeasures as he retreated, it seemed that this time he still overestimated himself and underestimated this group of brutes.

The sound of "...... whoosh" broke through the air again, and another crossbow arrow was fired, and a strong force shot a black stone shadow leopard out of the air.

This time, it succeeded in angering the leopards, and they pounced on them fearlessly.

Dowling felt bitter in his heart, and hurriedly dodged again.

In the cave, he dodged back and forth, relying on the sharpness of the blood mist short knife, and for a while, the leopards couldn't take him at all.

But the accident still happened after all, and Dao Lin suddenly felt empty under his feet when he moved, and his body fell suddenly.

At the same time as he fell, he saw a flash of silver light at the mouth of the cave, and a figure appeared there, the silver was the man's hair, and he saw the man wave his left hand, and several crossbow arrows were fired, killing the remaining blackstone shadow leopards.

"It turned out that the man who shot the arrow in the distance didn't leave, but he came down to help me." That was Dowling's last thought on the way down.

………

"Damn it......" The man cursed and rushed towards the hole.

He stood where Dowling had fallen and looked down, it was a vertical cave, and because there was no light, he couldn't tell how deep it was.

"How can this be......"

The man lifted the hood on his head, revealing his old face, which was the old man riding a donkey.

"Hey...... Are you okay, are you still alive? The old man shouted down.

After waiting for a long time, and not getting a response from below, he lifted his cloak, looked at the neatly cut gap in the cloak, and sighed.

"It's all my fault...... If you hadn't accidentally hung your cloak from a tree just now, if you had come down sooner, you probably wouldn't have fallen to your death. The old man on the donkey stomped his foot in annoyance.

………

I don't know how long it took, but it should have been dawn.

A faint light shone into the cave overhead.

Dowling lay on the shore, his lower body swaying as the water undulated.

"Ahem, ahem......" he coughed violently.

"Am I not dead yet?" Dowling slowly opened his eyes and looked around, it was a closed cave, and the faint light above his head was the entrance of the cave where he fell.

"It's good that there's a waterhole down here, otherwise I would have fallen to my death." Dowling struggled to climb out of the water and lay on the edge of the water, gasping for air.

A night of desperate fighting, coupled with a fall from a height, made his body almost fall apart.

"Looks like I don't deserve to die." Dowling got up and came to the water's edge, looked at the ten-meter-square pool, squatted down and drank the water.

The cold entrance of the spring water made Dowling's eyes widen, and he could feel a chill running down his esophagus into his abdomen.

"How can it be so refreshing, even the body that was injured and exhausted before feels a lot more comfortable, how can there be such magical water in this mountain body that has not seen the light of day all year round." Dowling exclaimed, this kind of refreshment could not be restrained at all, and he took a big sip of water again.

After a few more sips of water, Dowling stood up and moved his body.

"Huh?" Dowling sighed lightly, and he suddenly found that his body, which was still a little tired before, had begun to recover slowly, and he couldn't even feel the pain in the wound.

He tore open the clothes on his left arm, and was immediately stunned, the wound that had been bitten by the leopard before was gone, and he quickly looked at his body again, although the clothes were still in tatters, but the wound had indeed healed.

Dowling looked at the pool water and muttered, "Could it be because I fell into this pool of water before, soaked in it, and drank it just now, so the injuries on my body have recovered?" ”

Dowling hesitated, but decided to give it a try, he took the short knife from the ring and slashed it lightly on his middle finger, blood flowing from his fingertips.

Dowling didn't delay, he directly put his finger into the water, and he found that the blood flowing from his finger did not disperse, but turned into a drop of blood and sank towards the water.

Dowling, who was wondering, suddenly felt a tingling sensation from his fingertips, and looked at it closely, and the wound that was still bleeding just now was slowly healing.

He looked at his hand in disbelief, and after a long time he realized that he had found a treasure, and this pool of water was comparable to the elixir of death!