Meng Xun had been walking at the bottom of the Wuyuan Cliff for ten days, and the ten days of sleepless Rao were a little unbearable even if he had become a monk in the Bigu Realm.

"Let's continue to look for a day, if you can't find a way out, you can only ......" Meng Xun raised his head, looked at the cliff that was not high, and finally dispelled the idea of climbing the Wuyuan Cliff.

In the afternoon, Meng Xun was ready to rest and adjust and recover his strength a little.

Just as he was meditating cross-legged, he faintly heard the sound of running water from a mountain stream. He opened his eyes suddenly, mobilized his consciousness and listened carefully, and sure enough, the sound of running water became louder and clearer, and it was not his auditory hallucination.

"There's water! Go and see, maybe you'll find your way out. Meng Xun came to his senses, took a few pills to recover his strength, and walked in the direction of the water flow.

After walking for about half an hour, Meng Xun found that there was no road ahead.

"Is it possible to hear the sound ......of water?"

Meng Xun walked to the edge of the stone wall, tapped his fingers on the stone wall a few times, put his ear on the stone wall, and listened to a few crisp sounds,

"Sure enough, the back is empty!" Meng Xun's eyes lit up, and he immediately slammed his luck technique and slammed his fist on the stone wall, not only did he not smash the stone wall open with a punch, but his hand shook painfully.

"So hard?!"

Meng Xun rubbed his wrists, his body had been tempered by the 10,000-year-old stalactite spiritual liquid, and it was no exaggeration to say that it was comparable to Xuantie! He threw a few punches in disbelief, and only a few stones fell from the stone wall.

There was no way, Meng Xun could only have the Hidden Blade chisel piece by piece.

The Hidden Blade is worthy of being a spiritual treasure, extremely sharp as clay, and a small hole is carved out of the stone wall in a few strokes.

Meng Xun put away his Hidden Blade and burst into a loud shout, and all the aura in his body gathered into Youquan, which had previously slammed into the small hole carved out of the Hidden Blade.

With a bang, Meng Xun smashed out of the one-person-high passage with a punch, and the sound of running water became clearer.

The roaring water crashed against the stone wall and made a beautiful sound, like a fairy playing music.

"It's a dark river, I didn't expect there to be a dark river in Wuyuan Cliff!" Meng Xun didn't go in the first place, as a qualified hunter, he never easily stepped into a place he didn't know.

After observing it with the naked eye, his divine sense was scanning it, and after making sure that there was no danger, Meng Xun stepped into the cave.

Meng Xun squatted down and stretched out his hand to test the water temperature, which was not too cold. I took a general look at the flow of the dark river, which was not too turbulent, but despite this, Meng Xun's heart couldn't help but beat the drum secretly.

How dangerous the undercurrents in the mountains can be, anyone with a modicum of common sense knows it. Most people are reluctant to go down the dark river.

Because there are usually many rivers in the dark river, and the water flow is extremely turbulent in some places, the master of making water will be in danger of his life when he dives into the dark river.

Meng Xun thought about it again and again, but still jumped off the dark river.

The dark river was very dark, and the visibility was only less than ten meters, which was considered to be Meng Xun's eyesight. If you are an ordinary person, it would be nice to be able to see five meters away.

Since eyesight doesn't work in the dark river, Meng Xun is ready to rely on hearing. He is still very confident in his hearing, and he used to hunt in the mountains, and he could hear the sound of wild beasts stepping on dead branches and falling leaves.

However, Meng Xun drifted less than ten meters in the dark river before he realized that all he heard was the sound of flowing water crashing against the riverbed.

Neither sight nor hearing has much effect, nor does taste and touch have much effect, as for smell...... Meng Xun is not a snake, and he can't rely on his sense of smell to identify his way.

In this way, Meng Xun's five senses were almost closed.

A normal person tends to be anxious and frightened in this situation, and the more this happens, the worse the situation will be.

But Meng Xun is much calmer, he is a person who has died once, what is more anxious and frightened than death.

Moreover, Meng Xun is already a monk, and his divine sense can be released, ten zhang away. Although I can't release my divine consciousness for a long time, I can't resist it.

Meng Xun rummaged through the rings left to him by the Heavenly Demon Son for a long time, and finally found a few bottles of elixirs that quickly replenished the spiritual power of the divine sense.

In this way, the divine consciousness can radiate a range of thirty zhang far away, nearly a hundred meters in radius. This area is already very large, and if he encounters any danger, it is enough for him to be prepared.

The dark river has no day and night, Meng Xun has been drifting for an unknown amount of time, and still has not seen the light, the only good news is that she actually perceives the existence of aura.

You must know that when he first started cultivating the Heavenly Demon Introduction, he almost drained all the aura of the entire Abyss Cliff. In fact, not only Wuyuan Cliff, but even the aura of the entire Qinglin Mountain was absorbed by Meng Xun, and it was impossible to recover it in half a year.

Meng Xun only knew that there was aura in the dark river, which meant that he had left Wuyuan Cliff, but in fact, he had already left Qinglin Mountain and was about to arrive in Qunyang County.

Now that the aura of Ningguo has recovered, the beasts of the mountains, seas and rivers in various places have absorbed the aura and gradually changed to play with demon beasts.

On that day, Meng Xun and the silver-thorned blue wolf they encountered when they went to the Cloud Cliff Sect were transformed into ordinary wild wolves.

The long-term release of his divine consciousness made Meng Xun's spirit very sluggish, and even if he was supplemented by pills, the feeling of fatigue could not be weakened.

But at this moment, Meng Xun still forcibly cheered up, not because he was excited after leaving Wuyuan Cliff, but because there was aura around him, which meant that there might be demon beasts in the dark river.

The majority of people believe that demon beasts are generally distributed in the mountains and wilderness, not only because there are few people in the mountains and wilderness, but also because the aura in the mountains and forests is pure.

That's because humans also live on land, and most of their vision is confined to the land, but they don't know that there are many monsters on the land, and the area of rivers and oceans is much larger than that on land.

The further he swam, the quieter it became, and Meng Xun already held the Hidden Blade in his hand.

It's a little weird to be so quiet, the speed of the dark river hasn't slowed down by half a minute, but it's quieter than before?

When things go wrong, there must be demons, this sentence was heard by Meng Xun from the mouth of a storyteller when he was a child, and he felt that it made sense.

Therefore, Meng Xun expanded the scope of his divine consciousness again, don't look at a small one, but the scope of divine consciousness exploration has expanded a lot.

Suddenly, Meng Xun's divine sense swept a behemoth, which seemed to be a python, but it was not the same size, it was a few points bigger than a python.

The head of the demon beast turned out to be the head of a catfish, with a long beard dancing with the current, with scales on its body, glowing with a dark cold light, and six claws on its abdomen.

It was the first time Meng Xun had seen such a strange demon beast, even if the silver-thorned blue wolf, although it was a demon beast, at least it looked like a wild wolf.

But this demon beast a hundred zhang away, looks extremely ugly, not a python or a fish, and exudes a very terrifying aura, it actually exudes the breath of Bigu Jiupin, it seems that it is about to enter the realm of qi cultivation.

When encountering such a demon beast, Meng Xun's first thought was to avoid it, if it was on land, he might still be able to fight. But in the water, the demon beasts in the distance are obviously creatures in the water, and the realm is higher than themselves, and even if the realm is the same, the average demon beast has a slight advantage over the human monks.

Fortunately, the demon beast in the distance seemed to be in a hurry, so Meng Xun slowly slowed down, and in order to be safe, he also restrained his own breath, and waited until the demon beast came away for almost half an hour, and then he slowly increased his speed.

encountered such a frightening scene, which really scared Meng Xun into a cold sweat.

"Presumably, this demon beast should be the king of this dark river, and it is not easy to cultivate to the ninth grade of Bigu with such a thin aura in the mortal country!"

Meng Xun thought about it secretly, and felt more and more incredible.

Meng Xun had been thinking about the Dark River Demon Beast, and he didn't notice the bright spot in front of him at all.

Gradually, the bright spots became larger, and knowing that there was light shining into the dark river, Meng Xun reacted.

Looking at the long-lost sunshine, Meng Xun's silent heart finally became a little excited.

Ever since he was plotted by Lin Youyou and pushed down the Wuyuan Cliff, Meng Xun's heart was only a little sad when the Heavenly Demon Zi died, and the rest of the time was almost in a frozen state.

According to Meng Xun's words, even the heart of a dead man will not beat, and he is the demon king who got up from the pile of dead people.

Meng Xun, who was looking for by the dazzling light, couldn't open his eyes, he swam out of the dark river, thinking that he was still in Qinglin Mountain, but he didn't expect to have arrived at the Lingjiang River outside Qunyang County.

"No wonder that demon beast can have such cultivation, it should be the overlord of Lingjiang!"

The current of the Lingjiang River was not urgent, and Meng Xun quickly swam ashore, and he didn't think about the demon beasts anymore.

Now that he has once again stepped on the earthly dust, it all begins with revenge!