Black waves crashed against the cliffs, and even the light released by the six Sensing Monks could not suppress them.

The yin qi was touched by the mana, and it surged even more violently.

The sound of Zizi continued to sound on the cliff wall, and everyone looked over, and they found that the hard black stone cliff wall was also corroded by the yin and carved holes, loose and loose, like steamed cakes.

The scholar of the folding fan looked at the yin evil surging underneath, and couldn't help but say: "These yin evil spirits are polluted by blood qi, otherwise I don't need to go down inside to collect pure evil qi, just take these directly." ”

The blood is strong, and tens of thousands of monks in the Heihe River died tragically, and the blood flowed into the Heihe, making most of the evil qi in the river impure, and used to condense it, which was twice as effective. However, there are still some evil qi in the river that has not been contaminated, and the six Sensing Monks are really looking for it.

"It's ridiculous that those wastes still think that we want to go down there to loot the inheritance, this place has been abandoned for more than half a year, I don't know how many monks have come, and the treasures have long been emptied. The big man sneered.

The monk in Tsing Yi reminded: "Fellow Daoists, pay attention, prepare to block the opening. ”

The six of them were stunned.

The light net has been attached to the yin layer underneath, and the two are in touch, and immediately water and fire are incompatible, canceling each other out. A trace of black gas steamed up and dispersed in the air, making the chill around him even deeper.

The light network kept vibrating, trying to suppress the gloom.

"Keep it up hard!" the yellow-clothed Taoist priest shouted.

Suddenly, the gloom was steaming, and the spiritual light flickered.

Yu Dao and the other monks stood on the cliff wall, fearing that the darkness below would rise up and turn their group into skeletons.

The low cry of an unknown beast is like a great dragon rolling in the shadowy layer.

Six shouted: "Seal!"

Hum! The aura web flickered suddenly.

"Ahh

The pitch-black abyss turned into daylight for a while, and some of the monks' eyes were blinded and unable to see.

The sound of vibration kept ringing out, like thousands of mosquitoes whispering in the abyss.

When the white light dissipated, everyone looked under their feet again, and found that the darkness and gloom had dissipated, replaced by a large net of spiritual light.

The large net covered the cliff wall, and climbed up and down along the cliff wall for an unknown distance, completely covering the corner of the crack.

Yu Dao looked at the thousands of feet wide spiritual light net under his feet, and yearning appeared in his eyes. Although it is a combination of six people, this power is still terrifying.

"Fellow Daoists, don't pass by. With a soft groan, the Edgeworth monk tiptoed to the abyss.

Seeing that his companion had taken the first step, the monk in Tsing Yi arched his hand and said, "I wish you all prosperity!"

The other four monks were successfully sealed, and they saluted the monks in Tsing Yi, and then each jumped into the light and entered the ruins of the real Black River.

The six of them joined hands to blast open the barrier, and then they had to walk separately, each looking for their own opportunity.

After the monk and other companions had finished, they glanced at the various monks hanging on the cliff, and said casually: "The seal will dissipate in seven days, so you can do it yourself." After saying that, he turned his back and disappeared into the abyss as well.

After the six induction monks had finished, the other monks immediately began to discuss excitedly: "The predecessors of the induction realm are really profound!"

"Hurry up! After this layer of evil, there is not much murderous aura underneath, I will wait for myself!" someone drank, and then immediately beckoned his companions and went down under the light net together.

"Let's go!" ...... A shout was made, and a group of monks fell.

In the end, only two or three groups remained, or simply a single person like Yu Dao had not yet escaped. Yu Dao thought for a moment and was about to fly down, but suddenly heard a shout.

"But there are Taoist friends who want to join forces with me, I know the situation very well!"

He looked up and saw that it was a thin monk shaking his hand and shouting at the people around him. Everyone looked at him, but they didn't speak, just watched in silence.

The thin monk Xu was prepared, and he didn't feel embarrassed, he coughed a few times, and said, "A certain family is not talented, and he has already gone down to look for it twice, so he knows the situation below. ”

He rubbed his hands together and said, "The situation down there is extremely sinister, and our cultivation is not as advanced as the six seniors, so joining forces is the best choice." ”

A bald-headed, tattooed monk exclaimed, "Old man, are you serious?"

"Seriously, seriously!" ......

For a while, a dozen or so monks who had left alone began to discuss. After a while, except for the two monks who had walked away, everyone else stood silently, including Yu Dao.

Yu Dao was here for the first time, and although she had the white cat as a staff officer, the white cat had never entered the mountain gate of the Black River Road, so she also didn't know anything about the situation below. Now there are people who are willing to lead the way, and they should be involved.

Everyone agreed, and they all used their means to break under the spiritual light network. Yu Dao stepped on the fire crow, which was particularly surprising in the middle.

For some reason, Yu Dao faintly felt that there were three greedy gazes, constantly staring at him. He secretly kept a heart, took out the silk book, put it in his arms, and put another layer of protection on himself.

Breaking into the yin layer, everyone seemed to have entered the ice and snow for a while, and the breath in their mouths was all white mist. Several frail monks hurriedly used their mana to protect their bodies from being hurt by the cold.

"Listen! there is the sound of the river!" exclaimed one of the monks.

When the thin monk heard this, he smiled and said, "If there is the sound of water, it means that it is not far from the Black River, so you come with me." There are many holes in the cliff wall, and I don't know if they were left by the disciples of Heihe Dao, or if they were there at all, and you can save a lot of effort by drilling into these holes. ”

Yu Dao heard this, turned his eyes, and scanned the surrounding cliffs, and sure enough, he found many holes around. I don't know why, the walls of these holes are smooth, as if they have been sharpened with a file.

The thin monk explained, "Look for it, find a bigger one that will allow us to get in." ”

Yu Dao flew in mid-air, unlike other monks who were leaning on the cliff wall, so he could see many holes that met the requirements at a glance. He saw that everyone was struggling to find it, and pointed to it casually.

"Thirty paces to the left of the poor road, there is one. ”

Everyone looked at it, carefully identified it, and immediately found the hole that Yu Dao said.

"It's thanks to fellow Daoists!You must know that the first two times we tried to find the entrance, it took us half an hour to find the entrance!" the thin monk looked at the fire crow under Yu Dao's feet, his eyes full of envy.

Hearing the sound of thanks in the team, Yu Dao said lightly: "It doesn't have to be like this. Then he flew the fire raven to the hole.

Before arriving at the hole, Yu Dao didn't go in immediately, he first quietly ran the spell, threw out five imps, and let the ghosts explore the way inside, and waited silently, waiting for everyone else to jump into the hole, and then stepped on the cliff wall to drill in.

As soon as they entered the hole, the voices of the people became strange, echoing in the hole, extremely dull, as if suppressing a dead air.

Yu Dao noticed this scene and frowned secretly, he looked back behind him and found that it was pitch black behind him, as if there was a cold wall, completely blocking everyone's retreat.

Looking ahead, eleven monks lined up one after another to walk down, their figures dim, as if they were tragically dead ghosts on their way to the netherworld......