The crowd gathered and dispersed, and they formed teams in twos and threes, each heading to the cleaning area in charge.

An hour later, Jiang Heng and Qian Hun walked farther and farther away in the black tide mist, and they couldn't see the other companions clearly.

The strange black tide is getting thinner and thinner at the moment, but it will be a few days before they completely dissipate.

In this case, it is the perfect time to get rid of the monsters.

When the Kuroshio Tide comes, the monks who enter it are susceptible to mysterious influences once the time is too long.

Some went mad, some died smiling, and even fell into bloody killings, all of which have happened in the past few decades......

Therefore, the cultivation realm of Qingxu Continent has always regarded the Black Tide as strange and a great enemy.

The birds and animals affected by the Kuroshio will undergo abnormal changes in a short period of time.

The monsters that Qian Hun said were these things.

After the mutation, some of the monsters have become strangely shaped, some of their bodies have expanded and exploded and died, and some have purified their bloodlines and strengthened their physique......

"Senior Brother Qian, those blood-purified monsters didn't die?" Jiang Heng and Qian Hun talked while walking, and unconsciously fell at the end of the crowd.

"If they're dead, what are we going to do with them?" Qian Hun said, nodding to the crowd.

"Catch? Isn't it cleaned up and killed? Jiang Heng said strangely.

"Well, the bloodline is not pure enough to be killed, and the purer ones are captured and given to the big people above, which can be exchanged for chance. They call those monsters whose blood is purified as demons. ”

Qian Hun patiently explained, took out the black sheath long sword, and killed several mutated mountain boars and wild foxes.

Jiang Heng pretended to be a little uncontrollable, and said, "Senior Brother Qian, you give me the long sword, so that I can also enjoy it?" ”

"Okay, let's go there! Near that big river, there seems to be a monster breath appearing, as if it is a demon, this is a big opportunity! ”

Qian Hun smiled gently and handed the black-sheathed long sword to Jiang Heng.

Jiang Heng clenched the hilt of his sword, took half a step to the left without a trace, pointed to a bush on the riverbank, and exclaimed.

"Senior Brother Qian, look at that thing lying by the river, is it a demon who can be exchanged for chance?!"

Qian Hun squinted at the grass, grinned weirdly, urged the Kunlun Realm Sevenfold Cultivation, and suddenly pounced on Jiang Heng.

"Senior Brother Jiang, don't pretend to be a ghost with me! Let me tell you the truth, you are the demon in the eyes of your brother, and it is the opportunity for me to cultivate to the great...... Only when you die, the magic treasure of the Treasure Pavilion will truly belong to my family! ”

"Damn, this money is really harmful to my heart!" Jiang Heng sighed in his heart, picked up with his sword, and slashed at Qian Hun's neck.

Unexpectedly, Qian Hun was in mid-air, but his body suddenly twisted incredibly, narrowly avoiding the blade of the sword, and a round of three-foot-sized bright moon phantom burst out of his palm.

Pure heart and bright moon!

This is the entry technique of the Jingming Sect, and when it was used by Qian Hun, its power was already far beyond that of ordinary Kunlun Realm sevenfold disciples!

If it hits an ordinary person, it will be difficult for the bones to survive.

The bright moon was approaching, oppressive, and Jiang Heng felt a chill on his body.

Grip the long sword, mobilize the back muscles, and bear the bombardment of the bright moon phantom.

A wisp of blood flowed from the corner of his mouth, but his body did not shake, and his tone was as indifferent as possible:

"Pure heart and bright moon, little Dao Er! But so, quickly kneel down and admit defeat. Otherwise, you will die without a place to bury......"

"Really? I don't believe it! Qian Hun snatched the long sword with his hand, flipped the blade and stabbed Jiang Heng directly.

Jiang Heng saw that the method of agitation was useful, and secretly laughed.

Recognizing the sound of the sword breaking through the air, his body tilted sharply, avoiding the fatal blow to his heart.

Laugh at!

The black sheath long sword pierced Jiang Heng's chest, bringing out a blood flower and falling into the river.

The river flowed rapidly, and the white waves were surging like a boiling pot.

Jiang Heng snorted in pain, and without waiting for Qian Hun to continue to do evil, he turned around abruptly, hugged the other party and jumped into the river.

He had already calculated that only by relying on his strong physical body could he fight for a glimmer of life in the river.

The river was ruthless and speechless, carrying Jiang Heng and Qian Hun forward at a rapid pace!

In the river, Qian Hun was really in a hurry, and he didn't have time to transfer his mana, so he could only fight hard and hard.

After counting the breaths, what Jiang Heng didn't expect was that.

The two of them are swept into a dark tunnel at the bottom of the river, scuffling and tumbling and tumbling towards an eerie tomb!

The space of the tomb is about 100 zhang in size, burning with a long lamp that is very high, and a huge bronze ancient coffin with the lid open is parked in the middle!

The lights flickered, setting off the surroundings like ghosts.

The torrent of the river is like a waterfall descending from the nine heavens, smashing into the bronze coffin that is seven zhang long and three zhang wide, and there is no sign of overflow.

What is surprising is that with the continuous smashing of the water, there are wisps of pale black clouds and mist constantly escaping from the inside of the bronze ancient coffin.

The entire bronze ancient coffin, the coffin lid turned on its side, and the fierce flames were monstrous.

The seven-inch-long coffin nails, with a total of forty-nine, were scattered around the coffin, glowing with red blood.

Not far from the coffin lid, a two-zhang long three-pointed and two-edged halberd was broken into two and rusty.

A collapsed and dilapidated stone statue of a three-eyed god, the head and the lower body of the stone seat are separated and scattered, and the surface is crawling with dark green grimace flowers.

Jiang Heng, who was in the torrent, heard clearly, and those grimace flowers noticed the arrival of the two of them, and they actually screamed excitedly.

"Come on, be happy, there's a lot of time anyway!"

"The carving insect is a small skill, and he dares to get an axe...... Gollum! Qian Hun opened his mouth and scolded for half a sentence, slapped Jiang Heng away with one palm, jumped out of the torrent, fell heavily to the ground, and gasped.

Jiang Heng in the river was slapped crookedly, and accelerated towards the bronze ancient coffin.

Below the end of the rapids, it is dark and indistinguishable.

Jiang Heng pulled out the long sword on his back with his backhand, grinned in pain, and before he was about to fall into the coffin, he stabbed the sword in the eye of the coffin nail, and jumped out of the waterfall-like torrent with his strength.

Immediately afterwards, he didn't wait for Qian Hun to react, and rushed towards the opponent without saying a word, about to fight to the death.

"Good boy, I guess you won't be restrained, but I didn't expect you to dare to take the lead!" Qian Hun was attacked by Jiang Heng, almost piercing his heart, annoyed and angry, and blasted out his old fist.

The bright moon phantom, almost condensed, roared and rushed towards Jiang Heng!

Jiang Heng raised his long sword to slash Mingyue, but the long sword was shocked and fell back half a zhang away, and his back hit the bronze ancient coffin, "I don't know what will be inside the coffin?" ”

Fortunately, although he is a heavy Kunlun realm at the moment, his brute strength is unmatched, and it is no hindrance.

In the bronze ancient coffin, the black cloud overflowed more and more quickly, as if something was grabbing Jiang Heng's body and pulling it back.

At the moment of the great enemy, Jiang Heng did not have a chance to see what was in the coffin, deep down he only knew that it must be fierce and weird, and the cold sweat on his back involuntarily relished.

"This kid is so strong! He was obviously only in the Kunlun Realm, and he was ...... "Qian Hun saw that Jiang Heng was not blasted into the bronze ancient coffin as expected, and he was surprised, and he fit it up, and slapped it out with his palms wrong.

Two black winds whistled and washed over Jiang Heng's body, like two steel knives scraping meat.

"It's good to come!" Jiang Heng sneered in his heart, took a strong move, and put money to bully him.

Kicking the bronze coffin with one foot, he pounced fiercely, grabbed the opponent's right arm with his left hand, and stabbed the opponent's chest with a dagger with his right hand.

Without waiting for Qian Hun to react, Jiang Heng let go of the dagger, stretched out his arms to grab the enemy, and shook his arms violently with all his strength.

White Ape Strike!

The white-headed barefoot method of the six-zhang giant ape emerges!

Qian Hun flew in the air, and when he passed above the bronze ancient coffin, he was suddenly reached out by a giant claw covered with green hair and grabbed his ankle, and fell to the bronze ancient coffin in an instant.

Half a roll of worn-out bamboo slips, brought out by the green-haired giant claws, scattered on the ground, and three feet of dust and dust.

Qian was in the air, pain and fear were mixed, and his voice was almost deformed: "Senior Brother Jiang, I know my brother is wrong, help my life~"

Bang!

The lid of the coffin, covered with green patina, suddenly flew up from the ground and closed with the coffin, without revealing a single gap.

Puff puff!

The coffin nails scattered on the ground have been refined into magic weapons by the things inside the coffin, and they are slowly and methodically nailed into the bronze ancient coffin in turn according to a specific law.

"Ah!!h Qian Hun's eyes turned dark, and he only had time to let out a miserable scream before he stopped speaking.

In the bronze coffin, there was a dull sound of gnawing intermittently.

What's even more strange is that although the huge bronze coffin is covered with the coffin lid, the torrent of the river still pours in as usual, and it does not splash to the ground at all.

Jiang Heng could sense that the giant claw could endanger his life just by his intuition, and he was so excited that he didn't dare to stay for a long time.

He grabbed the half-scroll of broken bamboo slips from the ground, glanced at them, and ran towards a light with a regretful expression.

What is recorded in the tattered bamboo slip is a mysterious exercise, [Qingyuan Miaodao True Sutra].

It's a pity that the bamboo slips are badly damaged, and only a few lines of text remain, "The original is clear and the source is looking for a wonderful way, and the cultivation can open the sky!" I've been ...... since I was a teenager."

Then, Jiang Heng didn't run a few steps, and then gritted his teeth and stopped, "Since the cause and effect have been formed, just don't do it......

Turn around and bend over.

picked up a blood-colored coffin nail, and prayed sincerely: "At the beginning of the next year, I came to the precious land and disturbed the seniors' Qing Xiu." Sacrifice to the enemy to thank the predecessors for their gifts! ”

After that, he stared at the three-pointed two-edged halberd in front of him and muttered to himself, "Although it is broken, it seems to be a good thing......

"Roar!! An angry roar rang out from inside the bronze coffin, and the lid of the coffin was blasted open with a four-inch-high gap.

Countless green hairs shot out from the cracks, suddenly elongated, as if they wanted to catch Jiang Heng into the coffin and ask for the guilt.

Jiang Heng exclaimed in surprise, not daring to think about the broken three-pointed two-edged halberd anymore.

He didn't care to listen carefully to the roar in the bronze coffin, and ran out along the tomb road.

Soon, the light outside the tomb came into view more and more.

Jiang Heng finally escaped the capture of the green hair and rushed out of the tomb.

It's just that he couldn't stop his body in time.

With no feet under your feet, your body falls uncontrollably from the cliff face protruding from the mountain!

"Knock knock!" Jiang Heng tumbled all the way down from the cliff, and countless deep and bony wounds were cut by thorns on his body.

Worried that the coffin nail would be lost, Jiang Heng took it out of his arms and held it tightly in his palm.

The Chaos Immortal Recipe was violently stirred up by him, trying to repair the bloody wounds.

However, in the next moment, a surging blood-colored divine light overflowed from the coffin nail and rushed down the palm of his hand towards the chaotic green lotus in the Yao Pond!

"Not good! The essence of the spiritual essence in the coffin nail has been refined, allowing the Chaos Blue Lotus to swallow it......" Jiang Heng let out a miserable cry from the bottom of his heart.

Fortunately, after the Chaos Blue Lotus devoured the blood-colored divine light, the eighteen-petal calyx became thicker and thicker, and even the green lotus stalk became a little thicker.

A drop of golden spiritual liquid with bloodshot beads condensed among the lotus stamens, and when Jiang Heng was rolling, it was refined and repaired to repair the wounds of the body!

Thundered!

A huge boulder was kicked off the cliff by Jiang Heng, and it was shocking.

At the bottom of the cliff, it was pitch black and dark!

Jiang Heng took a breath of vitality, tried his best to run the small Wuxiang footwork, and his footsteps were in a hurry on the rocks.

Avoid the direction of the strange tomb and leap to the other side of the mountain wall.

Half an hour later.

Jiang Heng was exhausted, standing in front of the majestic and tall vermilion mountain gate, panting heavily.

Right now!

A low gloomy voice sounded faintly from behind Jiang Heng.

"Jiang Heng, where's my son?"