“... Cuckoo... Cuckoo... Goo..."

When it comes to the underground river of Tianjiao grassland, the first impression that comes to people's minds is often that it is a raging river, but in fact, the scene inside the dark river is much calmer.

At least, it looks calm.

The water flowing deep under the river does not have an obvious "whooshing" sound, but a dull "cooing" sound, low and urgent, from which it is not difficult to infer that the water flow is fast, if it is an ordinary person diving into this dark river, even if the water is good, it will not be able to bear it, and it will not take long to be crushed into a pile of minced meat, even if some monks are cultivated, in the water with great momentum and many undercurrent whirlpools, there are no strange treasures, strange arts, and they can only be swept away, and if they are unlucky, they will be targeted by those demon beasts that inhabit the river.

At a position of about 200 zhang in this dark river, several figures are swaying, but relying on their profound cultivation and powerful magic weapons, they can barely keep their bodies from being swept away by the torrent.

"I thought you had some skills just now, but now? Pull us into the water and you'll be done? You can't even reach the bottom of the river, how can you find someone?"

Shu Wanxiu's brows furrowed, the compass she usually used to search for the demon's aura was hanging above her head, and a dark yellow halo poured down, looking flickering and flickering, but there was no sign of being broken.

"Whew..."

Qiu Zijin, who was floating not far from Shu Wan, first exhaled, and then said dissatisfiedly: "Do you think that the evil wave is so easy to maintain? The water of this dark river is flowing too fast, and it has already taken twelve points of strength for me to get through to more than 200 zhang, what else do you want me to do?"

His face was very ugly, hundreds of light green vacuoles of all sizes surrounded him, blocking the river that was more terrifying than a brute bull on people, and from time to time there were vacuoles bursting, Qiu Zijin was about to pinch the trick and condense a few more, it seemed that he had indeed tried his best, and the remaining true power was stretched thin at the moment.

"The two of them are dissipating gas~ both are dissipating gas~ Everyone is looking for the alliance leader, so naturally we still have to work together~"

Ruan Jinglun was accompanied by a smiling face, he didn't sacrifice any magic weapons, as if he didn't use any obvious spells, but he was like a slippery loach, the water could only pass by its side, if you looked closely, you could find that his body was shaking in a small range at a strange frequency, and the river was swung out of angle by this shaking force.

Nangong with a gloomy expression was silent, the brown bobcat phantom roared uneasily outside his body, the bobcat that could reach about two zhang was under great pressure from the river and was compressed to just over one zhang, maybe a few bobcats could flutter in the water for a while, but Nangong's one was obviously not one of them, he hated water, just like a cat hated rats, and wanted to shoot them to death and chew them, but he could do this to rats, what could he do in the face of the water of the dark river?

"Seniors, can you listen to the juniors?"

Just when everyone didn't know how to continue the search, Zhu Pu, who had the most no sense of zài, opened his mouth to speak, his cultivation was the lowest, but judging from the state, he was the most casual one among the people present, a fist-sized light blue incense burner dipped and swirled around him, and countless tiny blue points of light swayed out during it, which seemed to be weak and could not help the wind, but the impact of the dark river water could hardly penetrate in, and even Zhu Pu's clothes were still dry.

"What kind of ability is it to rely on the treasures given by others..."

Qiu Zijin pursed his lips, as if he was very disdainful of Zhu Pu, but his eyes revealed not only disdain, but also a little envy.

That incense burner, at a glance, you know that it is not ordinary...

"Say it. ”

Shu Wan motioned to Zhu Pu not to pay attention to Qiu Zijin, who was yin and yang, she didn't care whether Yi Qian was dead or alive, what she cared about was where the gossip bronze medal and the beast soul sealed in it went.

Zhu Pu first hugged his fist, and then stretched out his hand to press, the small incense burner slowly stopped in front of him, he hooked his fingers, there was a wisp of milky white light smoke from the small hole on the top of the incense burner floated up, if the environment was normal, it would be fine, but now everyone is in the dark river more than two hundred zhang deep, the turbulent river did not wash away this light smoke, as if the space where the smoke is located and the river is not the same, floating outside the world.

"This indigo stove can trace the breath of the five predecessors of Linglong, the leader of the Guimeng Alliance and the five predecessors of Linglong are pulled into the water by the same thing, as long as one is found, the other should not be far away. ”

As he spoke, Zhu Pu flicked his fingers, and the wisp of light smoke writhed a few times, turning into a swordfish with indigo in white, the eyes of this swordfish were deep blue, like two valuable sapphires, it held its head high and stood still for a moment before flying and plunging into the water below, like a streamer of light falling rapidly.

"It's now, don't hide it, let's hurry up and find the alliance leader..."

Qiu Zijin was unwilling to work his own, and was about to persuade a few words with righteousness, but seeing that Shu Wan and Zhu Pu had chased after the swordfish without saying a word, Ruan Jinglun hesitated a little, and also sank down with a bitter face.

"Qiu Daoyou doesn't need to say much, we will do our best. ”

Qiu Zijin didn't expect that it was Nangong, who rarely spoke, who was left to take care of him in the end, the two glanced at each other, and each showed their magic powers and followed Shu Wan and the others.

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"Is this the real cold work?"

The flat voice couldn't hear the change in love, but Xiang Xuesong clearly heard the taste of ridicule from it.

"How is that possible..."

He kept his face as flat as he could, but the surprise in his eyes revealed his uneasiness.

In the face of Yi Qian, the reason why Xiang Xuesong directly performed his famous stunt [Bing Mo] was not because he felt that such a junior was worthy of him, but because he wanted to take the opportunity to show Kou Yulong his skills, so as not to have any dirty thoughts in the later cooperation, and by the way, he could also give Hua Jing a wake-up call, and it was best to respect him as a senior before taking any action.

As for Yi Qian's survival in Bingmo... Is it possible?

But the fact is that Xiang Xuesong's face was slapped hard, and Yi Qian was not only alive, but also unscathed!

The shattered ice that wrapped up a human figure no longer shone, as dim as a glass ballast soaked in sewage, and clear cracks appeared on it, and bursts of strange cold slowly revealed it.

This cold is not Bingmo's cold, but... It's too sinister and cold!

"The real cold is not something that can be controlled by some artificially conceived spell, everything originates from yin and yang, burning in yang, cold in yin, the power of yin in the world is in my hands, but you want to teach me what is true cold?"

With a bang, the confinement of the cold ice shattered completely, and Yi Qian, who was dressed in a black shirt, was revealed.

In his hands, Xiang Xuesong's bright white mangs were like a docile little fish, intimate.

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Chapter 462 Ends