As they had guessed, the Netherworld Stream wasn't that far from the top of the mountain.

The Netherworld Stream is located between two mountain cols, and there is also a stream flowing slowly.

The Netherworld Stream is not as dark as his name, probably because of the Netherworld Flower, and the Netherworld Stream is almost the only place in Netherworld Mountain that has other colors.

The Netherflower is a small black flower that sits in the middle of a mountain stream.

It's just that the location of the Netherworld Stream is right between the lower cliffs, and in order to get there, you need to go with Edgeworth.

Su Jiu glanced at the broken wall in front of him, pursed his lips, and always felt that something seemed wrong.

There was also a hint of solemnity on the silver snow.

In Su Jiu's opinion, the Netherworld Mountain was obviously not high, but when he looked down from here, he found that he couldn't see the end at a glance.

The eyes of monks are no more than those of mortals, and their sight is a hundred times farther than that of mortals.

But despite this, there is no end to this cliff, which is too weird.

And the farthest place that Su Jiu could perceive with his divine sense was only a place full of clouds and mist, and below, his divine consciousness seemed to be blocked by something, and he was less than half a point in perceiving.

Of course, not only Su Jiu, but also everyone else had the same result.

On top of that, there's the eerie wisps of mist floating from below.

The fog was strange, they didn't drift around when they came up, they all drifted in the direction of the Nether Stream.

Eventually, all of this gas will merge into the flowing stream.

"These streams seem to be formed by the condensation of these fogs. ”

Chu Luochen twisted his eyebrows, and instructed Su Jiu on the side, "I'll go over first to see what the situation is, and then you can come over." ”

As soon as the words fell, he flew over with the flying sword, but when he was still two or three zhang away from the opposite Netherworld, Chu Luojian's figure suddenly struck, and then the flying sword fell directly to the half of the out-of-control.

As if he had been prepared, Chu Luochen threw a rope with a barb in their direction, and the rope hung on a large stone behind them, faintly hanging Chu Luochen's figure in the air.

Su Jiu and the others hurriedly stepped forward and pulled the rope.

In the process of Lachu Luochen coming up, Su Jiu keenly sensed that something was wrong with him, his lips were slightly white, and his forehead was full of cold sweat.

Su Jiu even noticed that even his hand pulling the rope was trembling.

Su Jiu pinched his fingers and lifted it up hard, and Chu Luochen was driven up, and he hardly had to exert any effort.

And as soon as he came up, his body softened forward and fell directly on Su Jiu's body.

Su Jiu didn't feel anything, but Chu Luochen's originally pale face was dyed a little red.

It looked a little embarrassed and annoyed.

But he really doesn't have any strength now.

The moment Su Jiu received him, he felt that the aura in his body was consumed for some reason.

Su Jiu was stunned, it was no wonder why the flying sword suddenly fell, after all, the flying sword also relied on the aura in the monk's body to maintain its operation.

She sat cross-legged on the ground, placing Chu Luochen in front of her, her hands against his juniors, and driving the jade ice in his body to run open.

With the infusion of ice aura in Su Jiu's body, his originally depleted dantian was gradually filled with this aura.

Probably because of the proximity, he could even smell the faint fragrance from Su Jiu's body.

Chu Luochen couldn't help but think of the hug that gave him a moment of trance, and Su Jiu's body didn't seem to be the same as his......

Thinking of this, Chu Luochen couldn't help but purse his lips again, what kind of mess was he thinking about at this time.

"Uncle Junior, are you okay......"

Su Jiu has the most intuitive feeling about the flow of aura in the other party's body, she has obviously transmitted a lot of ice aura for Uncle Junior, but his mental method seems to have always been driven by her, and he has not been able to operate on his own.

This question directly brought back Chu Luochen's thoughts, and for a while, the blush at the root of his ears couldn't help but become two points heavier.

He took it, and the mind that seemed to be a little out of the way finally began to concentrate.

The speed at which the two of them were running Yurun Bingqing at the same time was still fast, but in just half an hour, Chu Luochen had already recovered to seventy-seven-eighty-eight.

Su Jiu felt fortunate that this time Chu Luochen was only overdrawn by his aura, and he was not as seriously injured as he was in the secret realm.

Therefore, it is much easier to recover.

This looked normal in the eyes of the two of them, but it was very abnormal in the eyes of Ning Fan and Yin Xue.

How can anyone replenish all the aura in half an hour?

Even taking the pill and pranayama didn't seem to have this effect, not to mention, they didn't even take the pill at all during the whole process.

But whether it's Yinxue or Ning Fan, they're not fools.

Questions like this may be related to the other party's secrets, and they will not be able to ask them directly and heartlessly.

Only the gaze that looked at the two of them fluctuated slightly.

Ning Fan was still doing something vague, Yin Xue's unhappiness had already been directly on his face, if he hadn't seen that this stinky boy was indeed dying, he would definitely stop Xiao Jiu'er from helping this stinky boy recover his aura.

Ning Fan saw that Chu Luochen was half better, and looked at the Netherworld Stream on the opposite side again, which was not far away from them, "What happened to you just now, how could the aura in your body be instantly emptied?"

Chu Luojian's face returned to his previous coldness, and with a bit of deep meaning in his eyes, he followed Ning Fan to look at the opposite side, "That stream will drain all the aura from those who are close. ”

If it weren't for his quick reaction and the last trace of aura used on the top of the rope drop, he would probably have fallen into this abyss by now.

Su Jiu quickly began to search for the liquid in his memory that could drain the aura away in an instant.

"It's necromantic water. Two voices rang out at the same time.

It was Su Jiu and Ning Fan's, Ning Fan's hood moved, and the face covered under the hood showed a little surprise.

He didn't expect that this extremely powerful little junior sister of his would even know about the Necromantic Water.

And Yin Xue and Chu Luochen didn't expect it for a while, and they all reacted after being reminded by Su Jiu and the others.

Only the book is still at a loss.

But he soon was relieved, and even a hint of self-deprecation rose in his heart.

Sure enough, there are many things in this world that only the personal disciples of the family and the great sect are qualified to touch.

And people like him, who have nothing and are still ignored by the family, are also doomed, and there is a world of difference between him and some people.

Yin Xue rubbed her head with her forelimbs, and her words were a little careless, "Actually, it's normal for necromantic water to appear here. After all, necromantic water mostly gathers in cold places, and this Netherworld Mountain is undoubtedly a very suitable place.

And there aren't many necromantic waters gathered here, so if you think about it, there should still be a way to find it. ”

Su Jiu thought about it, otherwise how did the Netherworld Flower on the auction house appear?

"Even if it is possible, it is not for the Infant Monk. Ning Fan's voice sounded faintly.

Chu Luochen, as a Yuanying Cultivator, was definitely the best among them, he could be drained of his aura in an instant, and he could only leave a trace for self-protection, not to mention him and Su Jiu.