The five members of Su Chen's team came out of the cave, ready to find a way out.

Zhang Xiaodi led the way in front, he was in this dim underground cave, he didn't have the slightest sense of direction, and he didn't know where to go, his mind was confused, and he led everyone to walk around in the cave at will.

However, after walking for half an hour, I entered the dead end of the cave several times, and there was no way out, so I could only withdraw and walk back and forth.

Moreover, they didn't encounter any other teams, and they all seemed to have disappeared into this huge underground cave that was at least fifty or sixty miles away.

Su Chen frowned, deeply worried.

Zhang Xiaodi was wandering around, even going around the same place, he couldn't figure out in a daze, he had walked through the same place several times.

Su Chen couldn't help but secretly say something bad in his heart.

The path taken by Brother Zhang should be the way of life.

However, Zhang Xiaodi was still going around in circles in the cave and couldn't find any way out. Could it be that there is no exit from this underground cave at all?

Su Chen glanced at Old Master Lu suspiciously.

Old Master Lu also wondered, this situation rarely occurs. Could it be that he performed a divination technique when he entered the Lost Immortal Canyon, which was a murderous hexagram. This unlucky bad luck has overpowered Brother Zhang's good luck?

...

In the underground karst cave, more than ten miles away from Su Chen and others.

Zhou Baoxi's team walked along an underground karst cave, perhaps this is the main karst cave, and the group walked a long way, but it did not reach the end.

As she was walking, Zhou Baoxi suddenly heard the bubbling sound of water splashing.

She was surprised to find that on the dark stone wall, there was a spiritual spring spewing out of the high spring. The caves in front are all stone walls that ooze a little flowing water, and I have never seen such a large amount of spiritual springs.

Zhou Baoxi was stunned for a moment, suddenly thought of something, showed a look of surprise, and flew over.

She discovered that the fountain had a hole about the size of a fist, leading deep into the stone wall. She immediately drew her spirit sword and dug into the spring.

"Miss Zhou, what's wrong?"

In the squad, several other monks were puzzled. It's just a mouthful of spiritual spring, what are you digging it for?

"This spiritual spring gushes out in large quantities, and it is likely that it leads to an underground river. Dig down from this spiritual spring, and if we can find an underground river, maybe we can go out along the river below. ”

Zhou Baoxi said in surprise.

"Underground river? Yes, this spiritual spring may really be connected to the underground river!"

Everyone in the team immediately reacted, and hurriedly used the spirit sword and spirit sword to dig this spiritual spring.

This spiritual spring is only the size of a fist, and people naturally can't enter it.

Only by digging a foot wide can people pass.

However, half an hour passed.

Zhou Baoxi and the five people were tired of digging, and most of their mana was consumed, but they found in despair that the underground rock was too hard.

This is a hard rock that has been tempered by countless years of earth fire, and they used the spirit sword in their hands to dig desperately for half an hour, and only then did they dig out a dozen pieces of broken stone the size of a fist.

Even the spirit sword in their hands began to roll bluntly.

This small spiritual spring couldn't let them escape at all.

What to do?

Everyone in Zhou Baoxi's team was desperate.

...

In the underground karst cave, there is a karst cave fork.

Zhuang Bufan led a team of five people and walked cautiously in this cave passage.

In the past few days, they have occasionally encountered other squads, and even clashed and killed one person. However, they fled quickly, and Zhuang Bufan was not in a hurry to kill them all.

They're exploring the cavern.

It was soon discovered that at the end of this cave was a spiritual water pool hundreds of zhang wide, and the stalactites on the top of the cave were dripping with drops of spiritual water. In the center of the spiritual water pool, a thousand-year-old water lotus seed exudes a rich fragrance.

This spiritual lotus has already formed a lotus seed, and it is shrouded in a pink mist, which is extremely attractive.

This water lotus seed is not a spiritual herb needed for the tasks of the Five Great Immortal Sects, but it is a spiritual lotus seed that can be directly eaten by monks, which is very beneficial to refining the body.

But what shocked Zhuang Bufan and the other five was that there were three new corpses lying horizontally on the edge of this spiritual pool.

A monk flew over, turned around in shock, and said to Zhuang Bufan: "Boss, it's Tang Changsong... There are only three people left in their team, and they all die here!"

"Could it be that they had an infighting?... But it shouldn't be, there are only three of them, so it's okay to divide this thousand-year-old water lotus seed! It's not so greedy that one person wants to swallow it alone, right?"

"Even if anyone wants to eat it alone, at least one person should live!"

Everyone in the team was shocked.

Although there is no trust between the various gas refining teams. However, the team is often a fellow monk who has cooperated for several years, or even more than ten years, and still trusts each other very much.

Zhuang Bufan's condensed gaze looked indifferently at the corpses of Tang Changsong and the other three monks.

The wound had just solidified, and it was estimated that he would die within an hour or two.

There were no wounds left by spirit knives or spirit swords on their bodies, and there were no traces of strong fights, and they were not cannibalistic at all.

There weren't even any bite marks from demon beasts.

Rather, it was a strange flat wound that neatly severed their bodies and led to their deaths.

Before they died, their eyes widened, as if they couldn't believe they were going to die.

It's a very weird death.

"Tang Changsong's strength is also quite good, why did he die without any resistance?"

Everyone in the team carefully investigated, and they all felt cold.

"Don't touch the corpse and the thousand-year-old water lotus seed, quit!

Zhuang Bufan felt a chill in his heart, his face was dark, he slowly stepped back, turned around and left.

He feared that there was some kind of trap next to this thousand-year-old water lotus seed.

I don't know if it's a human or a monster.

"Let's go!"

The team was frightened and panicked, and hurriedly retreated outside the cave passage.

Suddenly, the head of a member of the ninth-layer cultivator team of the Qi Refining Stage who was walking at the forefront fell silently and smoothly, and qi and blood splattered and gushed.

He felt no pain until he found his head falling to the ground, separated from his body, and then he realized in horror that something was wrong, and tried to hold his head. But it was too late, and the head and body had already separated.

"Who!"

"Oh no, there's a sneak attack!"

The monks of Zhuang Bufan's team were all shocked, and they all pulled out their spirit swords and swords and pointed them at the four directions in the cave, not daring to move at all.

They were completely stunned, and four pairs of vigilant eyes swept towards the suspicious places around them.

No traps were in sight and no attackers were found.

However, in their team, a ninth-level cultivator in the Qi Refining Period died silently!

"Cut to death?"

"Could it be...!"

Zhuang Bufan's face turned blue, he held the spirit sword, the power of his divine thoughts was completely released, and he walked slowly to the place where the team member died, he stared at the sharp eyes, looked carefully ahead, and seemed to have a guess in his heart.

Finally, when he got closer, he was shocked to find that only five inches from the front of his nose, there was an almost completely transparent silk thread that connected the walls of the cave on both sides.

This is a thread of ice, standing a little farther away, completely invisible to the naked eye, but sharp as a blade, cutting flesh like mud.

It was this transparent thread of ice that cut a member of his team to death as he quickly walked out.

Zhuang Bufan had a cold sweat on his back, stretched out his hand and gently pinched this ice silk thread, and kneaded it gently, even if his fingers contained mana, he completely pinched this tough silk thread.

He tried to cut it with a spirit sword, but the ice thread cut into the spirit sword like mud.

Second-order ice silk, transparent, tough, and sharp! Even the power of the divine mind of a cultivator in the late stage of Qi refining could hardly detect its existence.

This is definitely a demon beast in the foundation building period, and the second-order ice silk that it spits out!

There is a mysterious foundation building period demon beast in this cave, eyeing their team and hunting them!

Zhuang Bufan gasped in shock, and a chill broke out of his spine.

Damn, this is forcing him to use the ability to press the bottom of the box!

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PS: Catch the train, subway, plane at 7 a.m., transfer non-stop on the way, and don't get home until 17 p.m. In the past few years, my health has not been very good, every time I take a train or plane, I will faint and vomit, and I am tossing myself when I go out. I can't take care of resting when I come back, so I'll come out with a chapter first. Sorry to keep you waiting!