Not only the sword hero, but even the evil wind and others behind him were also paying attention to Cheng Ling's swordsmanship, and unconsciously, the nine statues entered a wonderful state, and the spells, martial arts, and sword moves they played were all inadvertently changed and slightly adjusted.

Their shots are gradually perfected, each blow is natural, and their own realm is gradually improving. Kendo has a kendo realm, and so does spells and martial arts, and Cheng Ling surpasses everyone's kendo realm, as if opening a new door and making them fall into an epiphany.

The perception of the crowd gradually deepened, and each attack was like instinct, and the speed of moving forward became faster and faster.

This is a bitter pain for Jiao Shao and others who followed all the way behind. The nine of them only used as an arrow to kill the dry corpses that were blocking the front, and the dried corpses gathered around them lost their tracks before they could keep up, they had no consciousness, and could only distinguish the enemy by their sense of vitality.

Cheng Ling and the others advanced too fast, and they disappeared in an instant, and the vitality formed by the thousands of people in the rear was even stronger, and naturally, the remaining dried corpses gathered over and killed Jiao Shao and the others.

"Damn, how could their speed be so fast, there are more and more dried corpses, have the people of other families caught up?"

The three of them were tired of coping, so they naturally hoped that the people of the rest of the forces would follow quickly, so that they could share the pressure.

Nangong Hao smiled bitterly and said, "The monk who was notified has already turned around, hold on for a while, and you will catch up." ”

He didn't lie, the deeper he went, the more corpses he dried, and correspondingly, the fewer monks who came later, and the speed at which they moved forward was much faster than Jiao Shao and others.

Three days later, the Murong family, the Dugu family, and the Ethereal Snow Sect, the three monks gathered, and the loss of the number of troops increased to 1,000. It's just that in the face of tens of thousands of dried corpses, they are still overstretched, and the speed of progress has not increased much, but they have gradually distanced themselves from Cheng Ling.

Jiao Shao was anxious, for fear of losing his direction. He also knew that in the canyon, perhaps only Cheng Ling could find the right direction, so he urged the rest of the forces to move forward quickly.

This time, everyone cooperated, and hurriedly sent people to continue urging.

In this way, the people in the rear increased their speed, and the people in front of them marched in a hurry, but they slowed down the progress of a large section of the monks in the middle area and became the main force to resist the attack of the dry corpses.

Later, the number of dried corpses doubled again, reaching nearly 100,000, and the pressure was even greater. Fortunately, many of the strengths behind him caught up, plus the rest of the small sects, tens of thousands of monks and 100,000 dried corpses were entangled in a huge area, killing together.

Several young junjie gathered together, and instinctively felt that it was not a way, although the dry corpse did not have sanity, there was no merger and perfect cultivation, and it was not difficult to kill. But this endless stream of killing, when is the end, we must find a way to solve the current dilemma as soon as possible.

The Traceless Son's heart was deep and asked, "Jiao Shao, do you mean that there are only nine people in Cheng Ling and the others, but the speed of progress is extremely fast?"

"Yes, I could vaguely sense their location before, but now my divine sense can't catch it. ”

"It seems that they have given up on a lot of dried corpses, and only advanced all the way to the front. This will not work, we must form a resultant force and shrink the range, otherwise it will be consumed like this, and the loss will be too great. ”

Everyone nodded silently and entered the canyon for nearly a month, repairing

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The damage was significant, thousands of people had already been killed by the dry corpses, and the further they went, the more powerful they felt the dried corpses became, and the more difficult it was to kill.

Cheng Ling and the others also discovered such a situation, and after a little groaning, they knew that the clue must be that those monks in the rear must have died in large numbers, supplementing the dead qi in the canyon. But he can't help it, his few people have few compressed surfaces, and the range of attacks is not large, so that he can move forward to the greatest extent.

If you spread out the formation, you don't know how many corpse attacks you have to face, so it's better to leave it to the group of monks behind you to feel it!

Thinking of this, he said: "Everyone work hard, rush out of this area first, and then entangle, the dry corpse will become stronger and stronger!"

Everyone's hearts were cold, and they hurriedly raised their vigilance, and the attacks in their hands were much sharper.

In the rear, after the discussion of several major forces, the young Junjie finally decided to unite and move forward as fast as possible like Cheng Ling and them, as for the small forces behind them, let them be entangled with the dry corpses and destroy themselves!

This time, everyone's style of shooting has changed, they are not hiding, they are all full of firepower, and they are chasing after Cheng Ling and them in the direction they are heading.

Not to mention, the outstanding disciples of the nine major forces have their own excellent means, and they burst out, and the lethality is not under Cheng Ling and the others, and in just a moment, they rushed out of the battle circle far away, leaving only tens of thousands of small sect monks and dry corpses to continue to entangle.

Those monks also sensed that something was wrong, but they lacked top combat power, although they had the number of people, the number of dried corpses was even more, and after killing one batch, the second batch was replenished, and more people died.

After more than ten days of moving forward like this, there are only more than ten days left before the Danwang Valley is closed. Tens of thousands of monks were almost divided into three battle circles, Cheng Ling and the others were one, the outstanding disciples of the nine major forces were one, and the rest were only those small force disciples.

Overlooking from above, the entire canyon is maze and filled with gunsmoke. The combat power of the dried corpse is not as many as that of the human monks, and the more dried corpses die, the more the dead qi gradually dissipates, and the scene in front of them becomes clearer, and the area covered by the divine consciousness is larger.

It's just that there are more and more forks in the road in front of them, and for a while, it really doesn't matter which way to move forward, Cheng Ling and the others encountered such a situation, and had to stop temporarily, there are four forks in front of them, and there are many dry corpses guarding each fork outside, ranging from hundreds to thousands.

Cheng Ling stopped deducing, but the scenes in the fork looked similar, except for the difference in the number of dried corpses, he really couldn't tell the difference.

Bai Suzhen lined up behind Jian Yinghao and Evil Wind, and she vaguely felt a very strong call. As soon as his heart moved, he said, "Brother Ling, I feel that something is calling in front of me, as if it is very important to me. ”

Cheng Ling was stunned and hurriedly asked, "What is it?"

"I don't know, but I feel that it's unusual, and it should help me a lot. ”

Evil Wind had a flash of inspiration in his mind, and said, "I know, Brother Cheng, it should be the Nine-Leaf Dragon Snake Grass, and the Ghost Pill King planted the Nine-Leaf Dragon Snake Grass in the canyon. ”

Cheng Ling's heart moved, and now he couldn't tell which road was leading to the secret realm, since this was the case, it was better to help Bai Suzhen get the Nine-Leaf Dragon Snake Grass.

Thinking of this, he said: "Okay, Sister Bai, you point out the direction, which way we are heading." ”

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Bai Suzhen agreed, and walked in along the fork in the induction.

The number of dried corpses in this fork in the road is not the largest, only a few hundred. Several of them joined forces and quickly rushed in.

As soon as you enter, the scenery in front of you is a change, the fork in the road is empty, and there are no dense caves on the ground, as if there will be no dried corpses derived, but the sky is gloomy and gloomy, and the pressure is extremely low, which makes people feel very heavy.

Cheng Ling tried to walk inside, but didn't find any special circumstances, so he turned his head and asked, "Sister Bai, how is the situation you are sensing now?"

"That aura is stronger, it should be ahead!"

"Okay, then you lead the way, you must be careful, don't go too fast!"

Bai Suzhen nodded slightly, and went first, and everyone followed behind one by one, always on guard.

After walking like this for about two hours, the ground became more and more humid, and I felt a strong yin qi. It's just that Bai Suzhen's induction seems to be much clearer, and the speed is getting faster and faster. In a few moments, they were in front of a wide river.

The river is very calm, but the strange thing is that the water flow is dark black, and there is no edge in sight, and everyone is shocked in their hearts, what kind of river is this, even the divine sense can't touch the edge, and they don't know where it leads along the riverbank.

Bai Suzhen closed her eyes, sensed it for a moment, and then walked downstream of the river, and everyone could only follow one by one.

Cheng Ling looked carefully, the water along the dark river was very clear, but why the further inside, the darker the color. There are some sparse weeds growing on the shore, but those herbs seem to have never been seen, and with the herbal materials taught by Chen Danquan, they can't find the corresponding names, are these herbs even the contemporary Danwang have never seen them?

Thinking all the way, as Bai Suzhen continued to go down, she walked a long path, but she still couldn't see the end of the river, but the river seemed to be wider, but there was a very dangerous feeling in her heart, but that feeling was very mysterious, and she couldn't tell why.

While he was groaning, Bai Suzhen let out a burst of cheers, and when he looked up, he saw a large patch of slightly neat medicinal herbs along the river, and those medicinal herbs grew luxuriantly, reaching the height of a calf, and shining green.

He was remembers in his head, wondering the names of these herbs. Bai Suzhen didn't care about it, rushed straight to the pair of herbs, and grabbed them.

Suddenly, several columns of water rushed out of the river and shot towards Bai Suzhen. The column of water was very urgent and powerful. Cheng Ling slashed down with a sword in a hurry, cutting off the water column in an instant, and the half of the water column in front of him still hit Bai Suzhen's body.

Bai Suzhen staggered back, but she still didn't give up, and grabbed a bunch of herbs with her right hand.

"Shhh

A cold breath rushed to the river, and then a black object that was long rushed out of the river, with a trace of cold air, and bit Bai Suzhen with a big mouth of blood.

The evil wind and the sword hero instantly greeted it, the sword qi and the blade attacked, and there were two soft sounds, and the three parties fought hard, and each retreated!

Evil Wind's eyes froze, and he shouted in a lost voice: "Nine Yin Snakes, I can't imagine that it really exists, although the Ghost Pill King is dead, you are still alive!"

Cheng Ling was startled, and turned his head to look at the long black object!

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