In this environment, it is very rare to want to be focused, after all, after just experiencing a surprise attack, many people do not dare to calm down even if they can calm down, let alone cultivate, in this place, as long as there is no surprise attack of the underworld beast, it is already a great luck.

And Ling Feng was an outlier, as if he was the only one in his world, he actually cultivated directly on his knees, not afraid of any danger that would suddenly come, his eyes were empty, this was a kind of practice, not to mention arrogance, but it was indeed very bold, I am afraid that even Wang Daoyuan and Ye Feng would not dare to cultivate so comfortably in the Netherworld Canyon.

In this way, gradually, an hour passed, strange to say, within this hour, there was nothing to disturb Ling Feng, Ling Feng spread his hands down, his eyes slowly opened, his seven-colored pupils shone brightly, surrounded him, stood up randomly, patted the dust on his clothes gently, his face was indifferent, he didn't say a word, or there was no one to talk to, just alone, walking forward, towards the unknown endless darkness.

Ling Feng's idea is very simple, in the Netherworld Canyon, a place like a labyrinth, their travel speed must not be fast, although there is only one direction, but in this dangerous and dangerous place in the Netherworld Canyon, everyone will inevitably have to be careful, coupled with the Netherworld Canyon wandering in the Netherworld Canyon, everyone's travel speed must be limited to the extreme, I believe that in this place, no one will fly forward without knowing life and death, in this case, in order not to make any extraneous branches, Ling Feng simply meditated on the spot, waiting for everyone to go away, and an hour of time, I believe that the team in front of him has opened a distance from himself, now move forwardAs for why Ling Feng dared to cultivate directly on the spot, it could only be attributed to Ling Feng's Dao Heart being too strong.

The rugged mountain road, but for Ling Feng alone, it was nothing, the previous 50,000 people marched at the same time, so it seemed difficult to walk, but now there is only Ling Feng alone, naturally there is not so much trouble.

Walking along the mountain road, the more Ling Feng walked, the more curious he felt, the surrounding mountain road stone peaks suspended above the endless darkness didn't look like they were naturally formed, even if Ling Feng had the vision of an immortal cultivator, he didn't dare to believe it, but if this place was not naturally formed, what would it be? In the great war six thousand years ago, many forces fought a decisive battle against the Yin-Yang God Cult, and the great war shattered the mountains and rivers, and even broke some kind of seal, causing the Netherworld Qi to leak out, thus forming the Netherworld Canyon, which was told by Wang Li at the treasure competition, if this is the case, is this Netherworld Canyon formed because of the terrain changes caused by the Great War? Ling Feng felt that it would not be so simple, breaking some kind of seal, what kind of seal it was, and why there was a seal, all of this was a mystery, there were still too many mysteries in the Netherworld Canyon, it was definitely not as simple as Wang Li said at the treasure competition......

After walking for a short time, Ling Feng found that he had come to the end of the mountain road, and in front of him, there was another road, but in the middle, there was a gap of about a thousand meters, and there was endless darkness below, Ling Feng looked around left and right, where his divine sense passed, everything was normal, the white robe danced with the wind, Ling Feng stepped lightly, and at the fastest speed, he crossed the gap of this thousand meters and arrived safely on the other side.

However, as soon as he walked here, Ling Feng sensed that something was wrong, and in addition to the rich smell of burning and decaying mixed with the air, there was a trace of ...... The smell of blood.

That's right, it's the smell of blood, the breath of blood is mixed in the air, Ling Feng's face remains unchanged, but his heart is already vigilant, a layer of misty chaotic brilliance is attached to the outside of the body, and the true power is surging in the body, seeing that the situation is wrong, he can make a move at any time.

Slowing down cautiously, Ling Feng walked forward slowly, turned another gorge, and climbed on top of a tall rock, Ling Feng saw that on a fairly wide flat bottom not far away, there were three corpses, scattered there, none of them kept the whole corpse, the body was torn apart, the internal organs were thrown out, the scene was bloody and abnormal, disgusting, looking at the freshness of its blood, it was obviously just dead, and looking at the clothes on its body, they were all monks from outside forces, it seems that they should have just passed by here, attacked by the beast, and ended up like this。

Seeing this scene, unless they are extremely confident in their own strength, they will generally choose to bypass, after all, who knows what is attacking them, in case they can't compete and end up with the same fate as them, it will be worth the loss.

However, Ling Feng had to do the opposite, seeing such a scene, instead of running away, he walked up head-on, if someone else was here, he would definitely be dumbfounded, a monk in the middle of the Dao realm, where did he get this kind of confidence, it was definitely a fatal move to find death.

However, there was no one else here, and Ling Feng was also not an ordinary mid-stage cultivator of the Dao Realm.

Ling Feng walked to the center of the flat ground, squatted down, as if completely ignoring the bloody scene in front of him, and looked carefully, wanting to see if there was a storage ring left, but Ling Feng didn't find anything else except for the severed limbs, I am afraid that the storage ring was taken away by the group of people who traveled with the three of them, but from the perspective of outsiders, Ling Feng's current move was undoubtedly that he had lived too long, and he was defenseless, with his back to the dark area behind, completely looking for death.

However, at this moment, behind Ling Feng, there was indeed a pair of scarlet pupils, which were hiding behind a rock wall at the moment, silently peeping, after seeing Ling Feng's defenseless posture, he gradually revealed his fangs, his wings shook, like a cannonball bursting out of his chest, and the claws wrapped around the black mist grabbed Ling Feng's back fiercely, and after another second, Ling Feng would be like these three people, dying in Huangquan and dead.

"Hehe......" However, things will never be so simple, how could Ling Feng be a person who would make such a low-level mistake, when he observed the corpse, his divine sense had been in a state of full opening, and the wind and grass within a radius of two thousand meters were all within his observation, the Winged Demon hidden behind the rock wall, he had already discovered it, had been waiting, and did not act rashly, and now, the Winged Demon had finally taken the lead in attacking, and Ling Feng had finally taken action.

The palm that flashed with seven-colored chaotic light, with lightning speed, when the Winged Demon's claws were about to pierce Ling Feng's back, he held it, and with a random flick, the Winged Demon's body was thrown to the rock wall next to him, Ling Feng stood up, with a smile on his face, the Winged Demon's wings vibrate, and he got up in an instant, wanting to launch a counterattack, and he was greeted by a fist that flashed with brilliant light, bombarding his head.