A cultivator wearing a hat and a cyan robe huddled in a cave that was just over a man tall and could only hold a few people.

The rain was still falling in the 100,000 mountains, making the leaves at the entrance of the cave rattle, and the muddy ground of the entire cave had accumulated a layer of rain that did not reach the surface of the feet, and some dead branches and leaves were floating. Anyone in such a rainy night, in such a cave, will not feel any comfort.

Judging from the occasional mana fluctuations revealed by this cultivator, it is obvious that he is a cultivator who cultivates the Yuanying Dao Method, and his cultivation is roughly above the middle stage of Jindan, close to the cultivation of the late stage of Jindan.

This kind of cultivation is not low in the entire cultivation world, because except for some first-class major sects and a few second-rate sects, the rest of the sects are basically in charge, and the cultivation of the sect master is only in the late stage of Jindan at most, and it cannot reach the cultivation of the early stage of Yuanying. The cultivation in the middle of Jindan is basically a very valued figure in the general sect.

With this kind of cultivation, it should be very easy to perform some magic to keep the rain out of the cave.

But the cultivator gave the impression that he didn't dare to perform any spells at all, and he didn't even dare to make a sound, allowing the cold rain to flood his feet.

The occasional gaze under the hat was also with a look of indescribable panic.

Looking at the black sky in the distance from time to time, and waiting motionless for more than an hour, the cultivator in the cyan robe finally seemed to have made up his mind, paused, took out a cyan talisman painted with cloud patterns, and threw it forward.

The cyan talisman immediately turned into a cyan cloud, enveloping the cultivator and flying out of the cave.

After flying out of the cave, the cultivator didn't dare to lift the wind up and rise into the air, but just held the magic weapon in one hand and a small white cone-like magic weapon in the other, and walked through the forest.

Looking at the direction where he flew, he should have wanted to leave the 100,000 Mountains and go south.

The cultivator flew away very carefully, not even making a sound of breaking the air, and stopped from time to time to feel the movement around him.

But it was only in the pitch black and almost invisible mountains and forests for less than half an hour, the cultivator suddenly slammed down, his whole body rushed out to the left in a terrifying situation, and the magic weapon like a small white cone in his hand also rushed out, turning into a ball of white light, flying behind him, poof, as if he had fought hard with something.

Almost at the same time, a faint figure appeared not far behind him like a ghost, and the cultivator stiffened violently, not daring to move, the small white cone-like magic weapon returned to his hand, but the light was greatly reduced, and it looked as if he had lost a lot of mana in an instant.

"Breaking the evil shuttle, who are you from the three pots of scattered people?" The figure who couldn't see his face clearly at all in the rainy night, and even the breath on his body seemed to be covered by the rainy night, stared at the green-robed cultivator for a while, and suddenly made such a sound.

"In Xia Han Feng, the three pot scattered people are the family teachers. The green-robed cultivator was shocked, and immediately did not dare to reply without any hesitation.

"The Sanhu Sanren are not bad, and they are usually not under the orders of Kunlun, and they don't have any festivals with us. The faint figure was silent for a moment, and after saying this, he nodded, "You go." ”

The green-robed cultivator's eyes suddenly flashed as if he had been granted amnesty, but before he could make any moves, the faint figure had already disappeared from his sight, as if it had melted into the night rain.

At this moment, without any warning, another powerful aura suddenly came from a distance, stopped, as if looking at him from afar, and then retreated and disappeared.

"The people of the Shadow Rakshasa Swaggering Mountain... What the hell is going on?!"

The body of the green-robed cultivator stiffened violently again, and his face, which was still quite handsome, was instantly filled with a look of horror, and the entire cyan Dao robe was also soaked with cold sweat.

Han Feng, this green-robed cultivator, the reason why he is in the 100,000 Mountains at this moment is that he just has a few things on hand, ready to go to the Nantianmen Secret Market to trade.

But a few hours ago, not long after Han Feng entered the 100,000 Great Mountains, he saw that one of the 100,000 Great Mountains seemed to be split in the sky, and countless fighting methods appeared.

Although he didn't know who was fighting, Han Feng could feel the terrifying fluctuation of vitality in that place, and he could feel that the power contained in any ray of light could easily kill him. In other words, the two sides of the fighting method in that place were completely cultivators who had crossed his unknown number of realms. It's definitely not something he can meddle in, or even go and peep.

Han Feng is not an inexperienced person, he knows very well that no matter what treasure he robs or a vendetta, powerful cultivators basically will not want to be seen by weak cultivators, and every year there will be some cultivators who happen to bump into the fighting methods of high-level cultivators and die unjustly for no reason, so Han Feng immediately hid in fear.

After hiding for a few hours, Han Feng thought that the cultivator of the fighting method should have left, so he carefully got out of the small cave where he was hiding, and for the sake of safety, Han Feng did not dare to stay in the 100,000 mountains, and was ready to go out of the 100,000 mountains first, inquire about the news, and wait until everything was safe, and then come back and go to Nantianmen to trade.

But Han Feng didn't expect that soon after he came out, he was intercepted by a shadow rakshasa.

Han Feng was not a low-level cultivator, he knew very well how terrifying the Shadow Rakshasa was, if the other party wanted to kill him, he would definitely be killed by the other party within a round or two.

And this Shadow Rakshasa of Zhanzhou Zedi obviously let himself go because of his master's face.

Shadow Rakshasa... In addition to the Shadow Rakshasa , there are even people who swagger through the mountain.

The powerful aura just now was completely different from the aura of the people who cultivated the Demon Gate Technique and the Xuanmen Technique, and it was the demonic aura of the Demon Cultivator.

Moreover, in that powerful demonic aura, there is also a unique cold and bloody wind that only the demon cultivators who have cultivated by the strange snakes have achieved it, and it is the demon cultivators who have achieved the cultivation of the alien snakes, and they have such a powerful aura, as far as Han Feng knows, there is only the demon cultivator Mei Liudao of Zhaoyao Mountain.

But Mei Liudao of this swaggering mountain also let himself go, and he seemed to coexist with the Shadow Rakshasa tacitly, giving Han Feng a feeling that they were all lurking and arming in these 100,000 mountains.

Characters like Shadow Rakshasa and Mei Liudao rarely appear in the cultivation world.

And now the powerful power of Zhanzhou Zedi and Zhaoyao Mountain has appeared in these 100,000 mountains at the same time, and there must be some earth-shattering event here.

Han Feng's eyelids twitched violently, and he shivered as if he was afraid of the cold in the night rain of the 100,000 mountains.

But he immediately didn't dare to pause to glance at the direction, and flew away, because he knew very well that whatever was born here was not something that a cultivator like him could interfere with.

......

"What, Luobei, what do you mean is that the colorless Dingda Hua Wheel cultivated by the Phoenix God is a practice similar to the ancient god **?!"

At this moment, in the cave where the Heavenly Silver Array was arranged, the eyes of Nalan Ruoxue, Cai Shu, and Yan Dongyan and others were flashing with shocked and disappointed looks. At this time, the black rays triggered by Luobei had already completely disappeared. Luobei, Nalan Ruoxue, Tan Dongyan, Su Xinyue, Tong Gu, and Yueyin are all in this cave.

And in addition to these people, there sat a man draped in a sackcloth blanket, with his head braided, his face was very pale, and he looked very young, but the light in his eyes was very vicissitudes.

Beside him, near Luo Beibei's side, there was an old man wearing Miao Yi clothes, with a wrinkled face and dim eyes, this old man was Lao Zhaonan!

And not far from the opposite side of the King of Beiming, there sat an old man with a gray head and a white bone on half of his face, but his eyes were full of wisdom and warmth.

Beside the old man, standing in his hand stood a young man wearing a purple robe with tadpole-like runes, with a long figure and an incomparable aura. This young man has very handsome features, and his nose looks taller than the average person, which will make a deep impression at a glance. On the ground about a foot under his feet, bursts of faint blue brilliance always shone, forming the shape of a hexagonal dark blue jade plate.

These two people are the old man of Zhanzhou Zedi, the Half-Faced Heavenly Demon and the number two person in Zhanzhou Zedi, Lingshitian!

These few people, all of whom were the pinnacle of existence in the cultivation world, rarely walked outside, but now, these few existences that almost all cultivators had to be in awe and look up to had all appeared in the 100,000 mountains and gathered together.

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