Yebei didn't know this question.

As everyone knows, the old monster of Xuanhe has been even more eager to know in the past thousand years.

Unfortunately, he couldn't go deeper, otherwise he would have gone down to find out.

After a moment's pause, Yebei took a step and walked towards the depths of the cave.

This coercive force can still withstand it.

At this moment, it was already four hundred meters deep, Yebei's face was obviously pale, and green tendons appeared on his forehead.

Every step is like a thousand pounds.

Click......

A faint cracking sound was heard.

A crack appeared in the turtle shell in his hand, apparently reaching the limit of what it could bear.

Immediately afterward, the sound of fragmentation increased.

Click!

The tortoise shell shattered, turned into countless fragments, and drifted away with the waves......

The hard thing that can withstand the blow of the night north is directly shattered at this moment, which shows how terrifying the coercion has reached at this moment.

Yebei gritted his teeth and continued to walk.

Click, click......

The bones of the body made a series of sounds, as if a warning, and had reached the limit of what they could bear.

The depth reaches five hundred meters.

Under the faint light of the fire, a sight finally came, which meant that the bottom of the cave had been reached.

……

At this moment, more than an hour has passed since Yebei entered the Xuanhe River, and the already dark sky is getting darker and darker.

Night is slowly falling.

On the Xuan River, the wind and waves are calm, like a mirror.

Those warriors on the shore had been waiting for a full day, but no one dared to take a step, they were all watching.

In the crowd, a foreign martial artist with white hair on his head, although he exuded the aura of the peak level of the Emperor Realm, it seemed that he had obviously reached the twilight of his life.

If you don't break through, I'm afraid you won't live long.

I saw him take one step and hang above the Xuan River.

Everyone immediately looked at each other.

Right now, we're waiting for someone to step forward and take this step to find out if there's any danger.

The old man stood in the void for a few seconds, and seeing that nothing happened, he took a few more steps.

Wait a moment, and still nothing happens.

With a sudden force under his feet, he flew into the depths.

Waiting is also death, and not breaking through is death, so why not give it a go.

In just a moment, the forward body had turned into a black dot.

All eyes were fixed on the air until the man disappeared, and from beginning to end, he did not fall into the river.

Seeing this, someone followed closely and galloped towards the depths.

Immediately afterward, more and more people crossed the river......

In the air, the wind was whistling, and there were all afterimages.

Just in the depths of this Xuan River, on a raised island, there was a firelight swaying, and next to the firelight, there was obviously a figure sitting beside it.

The people in the air saw this scene, but no one dared to stop.

During the day, the fight that took place on the Xuanhe River was vivid, and the people who could survive were not something they could provoke.

However, the warrior of the Dragon Kingdom slowly slowed down, thinking that the person was the King of the North, but when he looked closely, he found that next to the flames, there was actually a woman.

Could it be that the person who fights during the day is not the king of the north, but her?

In an instant, no one dared to stop and leave at full speed, for fear that their lives would be lost here.

Sound...... Syllable......

In the flames, sparks burst out from the top, slowly drifting away with the night breeze.

The red light of the fire flickered in the breeze, reflecting on the faces of the people next to them.

A white dress dances gently.

Bai Yourong sat quietly on the side, staring at the flames with a hollow look.

It seems that I can't hear the sound of whistling in the air.

Looking sideways at the river, it was still as silent as a mirror.

No one saw it, and a tear slipped from the corner of her eye, down her white cheek, and dripped to the ground......

The night breeze is slightly chilly.

The green silk is flying, and the beautiful face is lifeless.

At the moment, no one knows what is going on in her mind.

Wow......

There was a sudden noise on the calm surface of the river.

A figure burst out of the water.

At night, the white dress was particularly eye-catching.

Bai Yourong looked at the slightly thin figure and burst into laughter.

The worried look was difficult to hide at all, and the red lips opened lightly, as if he wanted to say something, but it turned into two words: "Eat." ”

Above the flame, a section of the body of the fish was roasting, sizzling with oil, already a little blackened, obviously burnt.

"It's a waste of that old monster's canoe that you used to make a fire."

The night north moved in, and the black wood burning in the fire was obviously the canoe of the old monster of the Xuanhe River.

This wood is not your average wood, and if it is used to make a blade, it is harder than an elite sword.

Bai Yourong smiled.

"There are a lot of good things in it, why care about this piece of wood."

As soon as the words fell, he suddenly changed his words and said:

"Actually, there is nothing good in it, but it is not a small danger......

Such inconsistent words made Yebei smile slightly, didn't say anything, walked straight to the fire, and tore off a piece of fish meat.

After a day of fighting, and going deep into the cave, it took a lot of physical strength, and I did feel a little hungry.

"Not bad."

Although it is burnt, the meat is delicious and contains energy.

As soon as I took a bite, I felt that there was a trace of true qi added to the dantian, and its effect was even sharper than that of the Ning Ling Pill.

"Now, this red-blooded wrinkled gill shark can only be found in the Xuanhe River, and it has great benefits for the cultivation of martial artists."

Bai Yourong said, took a bite, and chewed slowly.

In this Guwu swamp, if you talk about food, there is only this thing.

It is rumored that in ancient times, a saint-level martial artist stayed on this Xuan River, ate the flesh of a red-blooded wrinkled gill shark, and broke through to the realm of sainthood.

At that time, this fish was not so ferocious, and the Xuan River was also crystal clear, and it was not as difficult to cross as it is now.

Bai Yourong said while eating......

In the night, two figures sat on the island, saying that it was an island, but it was just a relatively large rock.

"You're down there, why did you stay so long, I thought you ......"

Bai Yourong knew very well that once the old monster of the Xuanhe River entered the water, even a powerhouse of the sixth order of the Transformation Saint would not dare to chase it rashly.

"There's a cave down there, and there's a keel in it."

Yebei finished eating the last bite of fish and said softly.

"Keel?"

Bai Yourong heard the words and fell into deep thought.

Yebei took out an object from his waist, which was the water-splitting dragon thorn.

"This blade is taken from the dragon's head, and it should be its horns."

There are several cracks on the keel, obviously after a life-and-death struggle before his death, but although it is broken, it is all there, only on the dragon's head, there is a broken mark of the brush, and the fracture is completely consistent with this thing.

The power of coercion comes from this keel, which shows what kind of terrifying level the cultivation has reached in life.

"It should be the Black Flame Dulong Jiao."

Bai Yourong frowned slightly, and hurriedly continued:

"A thousand years ago, the owner of this Xuanhe River was not the old monster of the Xuanhe, but this Black Flame Dulong Jiao, just because of a big war, it fell."

"Who's the other party?"

Yebei couldn't help but ask.

It is by no means easy to kill a dragon of such strength.

The remnant keel can release such coercion, if it is alive, Yebei's current strength is definitely not an opponent.

Bai Yourong showed a solemn look on his face, and slowly spoke:

"It's the Guardian, Holy Lord!"