Now that the horns of the Colorful Sacred Cow are in hand, refining the Broken Erdan is only the last main medicine, the whip of the Tiger Jiao.

"Brother Yang, isn't the horn of the Colorful Divine Cow in your hand?"

The horns of the colorful sacred cow are not like the horns of buffalo and ox, but two of them hovering into a lump with colorful horn patterns.

To refine the Broken Erdan, what is needed is the horn juice in the horns, and the juice is the essence of the Divine Ox's life.

"Well, you take this main medicine first, and then you will have the whip of the tiger Jiao."

Tiger Jiao, which lives in the water, and in the Netherworld Cliff, there is another one, the Black Jiao Pond.

It is rumored that there is a black python that gets the real dragon scales, refining here, crossing the catastrophe into a Jiao, and there is even a trace of indifferent true dragon blood in the body.

There are also rumors that the black Jiao failed to cross the catastrophe and was picked up by a demon tiger, and after the demon tiger devoured and refined the black Jiao, his body changed and became the current tiger Jiao.

In short, there are all kinds of legends, but the black Jiaotan is real.

"Are we really going to Black Jiaotan?"

"The black Jiao in this black Jiaotan is not an ordinary mortal Jiao, but a dragon that has devoured and refined the true dragon blood, if he is just bluffing, then we are afraid that there will be no return."

"Afraid of what? I'm just cutting off the realm of the Tribulation Period, why do you feel like you've cut off all the foundations to me?"

Ye Kunlun scolded sharply, what happened to the people of the Demon Alliance, he couldn't control it, but the people of the Immortal League, Yang Feng was benevolent enough to them, but over time, he regarded Yang Feng's kindness as a habit.

Refining the Broken Erdan is not for Yang Feng himself, but for them, isn't it just to cut off a realm?

Why did the few people in front of him feel like he had lost his cultivation, no matter what happened, his first thought was to escape.

"Old Ye, we ...... In fact, I am afraid of dragging down Brother Yang Feng, afraid that he will be distracted for us."

Wang Xuan said stubbornly, he knew that he was indeed unreasonable, but this was the Netherworld Cliff, and they had survived until now and knew how terrible it was.

Just what they experienced when they came left them with indelible memories in their hearts.

"Afraid? Our generation of monks should move forward bravely, think about why you entered the Netherworld Cliff in the first place, if it is to hide behind your back in such a fearful way, then what is the point of cultivation?

Who is Broken Erdan for? It's for us! But in fact? The six flavors of the main medicine, five of which have the credit of Brother Yang, and the fifth flavor is Brother Yang, who took it, how can you bear it?"

Ye Kunlun's words were like a thunderbolt from the sky, waking everyone up.

Oh, yes!

Breaking Erdan, for whom is it refined?

For them!

What is the reason for looking for the main medicine to contribute the most, but it is not them?

In the face of danger, when did they start to become cowardly, and from when they relied on Yang Feng.

The monks of the Tribulation Period, self-slashed a realm, and there are also the cultivation of the Mahayana period on their bodies.

They are not mortals, and cultivating immortals is a path against the sky.

The rebel is immortal, and the obedient is mortal.

They entered the Netherworld Cliff in order to compete for that chance to become immortals.

Instead, hiding behind them, lingering for a long time, they already had the determination to die when they entered the Netherworld Cliff, as long as they survived and the next batch of tribulation period entered, their mission would be completed, because in the end, everything they faced was the most difficult.

"Brother Yang, this black Jiaotan, take the whip, you don't have to make a move, no matter the casualties, we will bear the consequences, under your protection, we will lose our edge sooner or later, although we have cultivation, in the face of difficulties and crises, we will never be able to raise our courage."

Yin Sha agreed with Ye Kunlun's words, and she also noticed that she seemed to be missing something since she cut off the Tribulation Period.

It wasn't until today's words that Ye Kunlun woke him up, and he realized what he was missing?

It's sharpness, the sharpness of going forward.

It is the edge, the edge that sweeps thousands of armies.

A person who cultivates immortals has no sharpness and no edge, how is it different from mortals?

"Alright! Since you insist, I will never take action lightly until it is a matter of life and death."

Yang Feng also knew that there was an unknown terrifying existence in the Netherworld Cliff.

He can't be so lucky all the time, and there are times when he can't do it, it's time to let Ye Kunlun and the others go through cruelty.

After cultivating to the tribulation period, every monk is very sorry for his life, this is the iron rule of Great Xia, but not now, the way of heaven is isolated by blood rain.

The monks of the Tribulation Period did not have the sense of oppression of facing the Heavenly Tribulation, but in the later stage of cultivation, due to laziness, they lost their passion for battle, and every time they made a move, they were shackled.

With a burden on his back, how can he fight?

Therefore, it is not that they have not experienced it, but after tasting the sweetness, they instinctively resist bloodshed and sacrifice, but they don't know that the cultivation realm is to be improved in bloody battles again and again.

"Don't worry! Brother Yang, we are also people who have experienced the baptism of war."

A group of monks, swearing.

Their current place is called Qicai Mountain, and it is nearly 300 miles away from their next destination, Heijiaotan.

On the way, they were not able to fly unscrupulously, because there was an air supremacy, and listening to the sounds, it seemed to be eagles, pengs, and eagles, in short, they had no choice.

A route to find death, but on the way you still encounter the overlord, the icy crocodile.

Thief Six who plays with the ice element in one hand.

It was Bing Yao who personally took action to help everyone get out of the predicament.

After that, it was smooth, but a monk died in the Demon League.

This distance has been half a month for them.

Near the Black Jiaotan, there is no breath of life.

Perennial, dry, barren, black Jiaotan, is in a large tomb.

This was originally the tomb of a peerless powerhouse, and was later dug up by many ruthless people for treasure.

There was only an empty shell left, and later there was a battle between the real dragon and the real phoenix, and the real dragon was wounded and spilled blood here.

And there was a black python cultivating hard, and he poured the treasure on his body, the water of hell, into this empty tomb.

The formation of today's black Jiaotan, but whether Jiao exists or not, is still two theories.

"This ghost place, like this, I don't believe that in this ancient tomb, there will be a pool of water in the Black Jiao Pond."

Three knives, pinning the knife to his waist, strode into the ancient tomb.

"It's weird, don't be careless."

Yang Feng hurriedly reminded that because he was as powerful as his divine soul, he was suppressed here.

Only within 10 zhang can be monitored.

After the barren eyes of the second dantian were opened, they saw the scene inside the black Jiaotan through the layers of mist.

The black water, beside the pool, was a pile of white bones, humanoid, beast-shaped, bird-shaped, and most importantly, black palm-sized scales that fell to the ground.

The ground outside the pond cracked, and cracks opened one after another.

On the dry land, there are faint traces of blood, which have not yet dried up.

Yang Feng was stunned.

A youkai with two heads leaps up from a black pool.

"Don't go in!"

Yang Feng hurriedly stopped, but he was still late, only Yang Sha and Lao Xiang stopped.

"What's wrong?"

The two looked back at Yang Feng.

"It may not be a tiger Jiao, or that the tiger Jiao has been eaten, but it is a double-headed Jiao."

"What?"

The two of them looked surprised, the double-headed Jiao, that is the top existence of the divine beasts, they have two heads, according to legend, this kind of Jiao, the first has three heads.

Later he was cursed, and only two heads remained.

"Let's go in first."

Yang Feng knew that if he went late, he was afraid that he would really have to collect the corpses for everyone.

"This beast has hurt many innocent lives, and it just so happens that a few of us are doing the right thing for heaven today, and we will do everything to eliminate evil!"

Ye Kunlun noticed the white bones on the ground for the first time,

Some of the bones had just clotted blood.

The water was really black, and palm-sized scales could be seen everywhere on the ground.

"Something is wrong, this scale......"

Throat!

Rumble!

Accompanied by a monstrous wave, it appeared behind Ye Kunlun, and the black liquid, splashing water, was like a tsunami.

And the most surprising thing is that the creature that rushed out was covered in pitch-black scale armor, with a body like a dragon, and its head was the head of two peerless beauties.

"Giggles! Where did the little friar come from, come to my sister's mouth."

"Sister, he was the first thing I fell in love with."

"Alright! Then I'll eat the other one."

The double-headed Jiao landed from the black pool and stepped barefoot in the void.

Transformed into a human form, with two heads, extremely charming.

Hook your fingers, and a black cloth was wrapped around Ye Kunlun's waist.

"Evil beast! Look for death!"

Ye Kunlun sacrificed his natal holy weapon and slashed at the black step with a sword.

The black cloth wrapped Ye Kunlun's natal holy weapon.

With two fingers together, a black qi slash slashed across Ye Kunlun's arm.

"Ahh

Ye Kunlun couldn't help howling in pain, and immediately used his remaining hand to stop his left arm from bleeding.

And his left hand was chewed up by one of the black Jiao's mouths.

Crunch!

A smear of red blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth, licking the blood from the corner of his mouth.

"Shhh Delicious, your blood, with a touch of unique taste."

Shuangshou Jiao licked his red lips and hooked his fingers to Ye Kunlun.

"Old Leaf!"

"Let's go! Leave me alone!"

Ye Kunlun pushed away Xiahou Ying with a palm, his expression indifferent.

"Yo! It's a couple!"

A black cloth wrapped around Xiahou Ying's waist.

Scold!

A sword slashed through the black cloth.

Shuangshou Jiao raised his head violently, staring at Yang Feng with his eyes.

A green shirt and a broken sword block the double-headed Jiao.

"You're watching us?"

Shuangshou Jiao smelled the smell of Yang Feng's body.

Because before entering the Black Jiaotan, they were in the cold pool. I felt a strange aura, but I couldn't sense the specific direction.

"Double-headed black Jiao, your Jiaozhu, lend me a use."

Yang Feng held a sword in one hand and a halberd in the other, looking arrogant.

He had just stopped the bleeding in Ye Kunlun's arm, but unfortunately the Divine Pill of the Colorful Divine Cow was taken away by the Three-Eyed Creature, otherwise there was a Divine Pill that wanted to restore Ye Kunlun's broken arm, and it would only take a moment of effort, and now he would need the Jiaozhu of the Black Jiao.

And judging from the breath of these two Shoujiao, it should have reached the realm of a half-dragon.

The body of the half-dragon means that the Jiaozhu in the body has evolved into a dragon ball.

"Giggles! Sister, did you hear what this little brother said? He said he wanted to borrow your beads?"

"Silly sister, this little brother wants the heart of the slave family, and the slave family doesn't dare not give it!"

The two heads, with independent thoughts, communicated with each other and teased Yang Feng.

"But! It depends on the little brother, how much ability he has."

Before the words fell, the two heads turned into deities, and there was black gas rising between the eyes.