Five Immortals Gate

There is not even a flying monster on the sea, let alone a monk appearing here.

The airflow in the space here is a bit chaotic. Demonic energy and spiritual energy are intertwined and intertwined, sometimes strong and sometimes weak, making it appear very violent and unstable.

Song Rongdao's consciousness flew across the sea quickly and did not speak immediately.

"Fellow Daoist Song, the place you mentioned is not here, right?"

The monk surnamed Yan looked at Song Rongdao in surprise.

Although this place is far away from the Black Forest Villa, at their speed, it would only take more than a day without flying at full strength, but they flew around for several days before arriving here.

Song Rongdao did not answer his question, but turned to look at the green-faced young man beside him.

"Brother Bai, did you find anything?"

The boy surnamed Bai had just recovered his consciousness, and he shook his head numbly.

"After repeated inspections in the past few days, nothing wrong has been found. Where is Fellow Daoist Song?"

They are the two people with the highest cultivation level in this team. This conversation shocked the female cultivator named Yang and the monk named Yan.

"This is the reason why they keep going in circles. Did the two fellow Taoists have any bad feelings?"

As the female cultivator surnamed Yang spoke, she carefully dispersed her spiritual consciousness again and secretly gathered her spiritual power.

"I just had some bad feelings, so I asked Brother Bai to confirm again and again. However, Brother Bai and I didn't find anything in the past two days. It seems that I am paranoid, maybe too nervous!"

The expression on Song Rongdao's face was obviously relaxed. He answered the female cultivator surnamed Yang's questions with a smile, and at the same time expressed his thoughts to the young man surnamed Bai.

He said this, but he was still full of doubts in his heart. He always felt like someone was spying on him secretly.

He refers to the monk named Bai as "Brother Bai", but his real age is much older than anyone here, but others don't know it.

Song Rongdao has been in the middle stage of Jindan for more than three hundred years. If he were a human monk, his lifespan would be almost reached.

If he hadn't been seriously injured before, he would have already entered the realm of fake babies.

He has much more experience than the monk surnamed Bai, especially his perception of death is more acute.

Looking at the three people beside him, Song Rongdao no longer hesitated this time, but directly performed a "Water Avoidance Technique" and pointed at the dark sea below, as well as the waves that were dozens of feet high from time to time.

"Let's go down!"

After saying that, the spiritual power outside his body flashed slightly, and he fell directly into the waves like a stubborn stone, disappearing without a trace in an instant.

"It's really here!"

The monk surnamed Yan's eyes suddenly lit up and he blurted out something.

Then he heard two soft sounds of "Plop, Plop". If it weren't for the loud sound of his magic power, the sound would be really difficult to distinguish under the roaring waves hitting the sky.

The other two people beside him had disappeared without a trace and did not say hello to him at all.

The monk surnamed Yan looked at the sea at his feet and narrowed his eyes slightly.

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Although his cultivation here is higher than that of the female cultivator named Yang, he is good at formations, so he seems to be dispensable.

In fact, this is the fact, but after Song Rongdao encountered a "Dark Spirit Monster Bat", he predicted that there might be other "Dark Spirit Monster Bats" inside, or even other types of ancient monsters.

He kept an extra eye and called in a few more people who were not as good as himself in order to better control them.

It will be an excellent shield for him at that time, and his sonic attack can confuse the opponent's mind.

If he attacks the people next to him again with a sudden attack, even the monk named Bai will be temporarily absent-minded.

At the critical moment of life and death, even half a breath of time will allow him to escape and save his life.

Compared to the monk surnamed Bai, the monk surnamed Yan is undoubtedly better at handling things.

The monk surnamed Yan has been friends with Song Rongdao for decades, but he has no idea that Song Rongdao has never revealed any of his trump cards to him. He also thinks that he has mastered the opponent's magical powers.

"After breaking the restriction and entering the secret cave, it will be up to who has the ability to get more benefits.

Little bitch, I will give you an extra share of my benefits when the time comes, hehehe...

Just wait for me. After I strip you naked, I will reflect your lascivious and ugly appearance on the jade slip. Then all the monks in the world will know what you look like when you are happy..."

The monk surnamed Yan thought viciously in his heart, and then he pinched the spell and plunged into the sea.

The entire sea then returned to its previous state, with roaring waves, but it also seemed unusually quiet.

More than four hundred miles away from where Song Rongdao and the others were standing just now, under a Luo umbrella, the four of them were whispering.

"Thankfully we reacted quickly just now, otherwise we would have been discovered by the other party, and they seemed to have felt it.

It turned out that the place they were going to was in the "Black Spirit Sea". Jiang Baibi was too careful, which took us around for several days! "

Feng Moru said with a smile. After Song Rongdao and the others stopped just now, their spiritual consciousness suddenly covered them.

Fortunately, they had been vigilant and knew that the other party's actual age was an old monster who had lived for nearly two thousand years and had a particularly keen sense of death.

Only then did he escape the other party's detection, and Xuan Caijun touched his smooth chin with his hand.

"They have now entered the bottom of the 'Black Spirit Sea'. The demonic energy and spiritual power here are too turbulent and the consciousness is limited. We don't have to worry too much about being discovered by the other party!"

A few days ago, after they followed Song Rongdao and his men for a while, they found that the other party kept turning in the direction of flight, and there were frequent spiritual senses.

Among the Xingming people, only Xuan Caijun, a fake infant cultivator, was hanging behind him, and the other three distanced themselves from the other party again.

Then after a period of time, Xuan Caijun would give a direction, and they would rush over.

Those who said that they had to be sure not to be discovered by the other party almost all thought that only Xuan Caijun could do it.

Li Yan, who was almost the only one, remained silent.

If it were him, he would even have a 60% chance of getting close to Song Rongdao and his four men within a hundred miles without being discovered by the other party.

Of course, he would not take the initiative to ask to do so, because he did not like to expose too much in front of anyone.

This time, after the three Xingming people approached the direction given by Xuan Caijun again, they found that he did not continue to track him, but stayed there waiting for them.

The "Black Spirit Sea" is a place where the demonic energy and spiritual energy are in fierce confrontation. Not only can the cultivators' own cultivation not be fully exerted, but their spiritual sense will also be greatly disturbed.

Therefore, the soldiers of the Black and White Demon Clan did not like to fight here, and the monsters in the sea became increasingly rare.

Li Yan only felt that after the mixed demonic energy in the air was sucked in, it collided with his body left and right, and the demonic energy and spiritual energy seemed to turn his body into a battlefield.

"The various negative emotions in the demonic energy here are more direct. If I came here when I was still a foundation-building cultivator, I would have to leave in a day or more."

Li Yan weighed it in his mind. According to his current cultivation, it is estimated that he would be affected if he stayed here for more than ten days, so this is not a place to stay for a long time.

"What can be here that makes them treat it so cautiously?"

Xing Ming looked at the other people.

"Although the 'Black Spirit Sea' is not a place where no one lives, it is not far from it. Could it be that there are some unknown treasures growing on the seabed?"

Jun Caijun's eyes became brighter and brighter.

"Haha, it's almost time. They should have dived deep. We can go over and take a look. This place is rarely visited by people. It's possible that some alien species have appeared here!" Feng Moru shook his whisk lightly. Xing Ming and Xuan Caijun nodded, and then they released their spiritual senses. After carefully sensing, they immediately flew to the place where Song Rongdao fell... At the bottom of the "Black Spirit Sea", Song Rongdao and his four companions dived all the way down and had already reached more than 6,000 feet. The sea water around them was pitch black, and you couldn't see your fingers when you stretched out your hand. But for cultivators with spiritual energy, they can still see the small-scale situation around them, not to mention that the spiritual shield outside their bodies is still flashing a faint light. Moreover, they mainly use their spiritual sense to explore the surroundings, but their spiritual sense is also affected here, so they dare not release too wide a range. In the dark sea water, occasionally some slender fish like needles will pass by their side. They dived all the way in, but they didn't find any cultivators or monsters. There were more and more algae around them, so they had to avoid them carefully, which slowed down their sinking speed.

Although these algae did not pose any threat to them, they did not want anyone to cause trouble.

Several people were silent. At this level of cultivation, they all had the skills to cultivate their qi.

Although it was pitch black all around, which made people feel depressed, no one showed impatience.

Song Rongdao had been here before, and if he felt it was necessary to remind him, he would certainly say it.

In this way, in the dead silence, four shields shining with spiritual power were sinking rapidly, like four meteors across the night.

After the four continued to sink for another six or seven thousand feet, coral reefs appeared in front of them, and they were getting more and more, and more and more dense.

Everyone could see that this was a steep mountain that sank to the bottom of the sea.

At this point, Song Rongdao finally stopped sinking. He stood on a protruding reef on the peak, with white spiritual power light flickering outside his body, and he began to look around.

"Fellow Daoist Song, is the secret cave you mentioned nearby?"

The young man surnamed Bai had a faint light in his eyes, and he began to release his spiritual sense to scan around. Although the other two did not speak, they were also exploring the surroundings.

However, they did not find any breath of formation prohibition fluctuations.

"It should be nearby. I have only been here once. I am looking for the mark left last time!"

Song Rongdao said this, but his spiritual sense quietly shot above his head.

After a full cup of tea, when the other three people were about to ask again with impatient expressions, Song Rongdao's face suddenly brightened.

"I found the mark left behind!"

At the same time, his heart was finally relaxed.

He just spent a lot of spiritual sense, and finally searched carefully three times within a range of more than a thousand feet upwards, and found nothing abnormal.

His exploration was not even noticed by the cultivator surnamed Bai.

"Damn 'Falling Star Valley', when I am born, I will be the first to destroy your sect. You have been like a frightened bird for so many years." He complained in his heart. Then, without waiting for the other three to urge him, Song Rongdao continued to sink along the mountain wall on one side of the mountain. This time he no longer sank in a straight line, but passed through clusters of black corals from time to time, passed through the bottomless mountain crevices, and continued to go down.

In this way, more than an hour passed. Amidst the constant inquiries from several people, Song Rongdao kept pretending to find the signs along the way.

Finally, when the other three looked confused and confused, he suddenly shouted in a deep voice.

"Okay, we're here!"

While speaking, he pointed diagonally downward.

At this time, several of them were standing on a sharp boulder that stood like a huge single palm. They were standing on the top of the tip of their middle finger.

This huge boulder is located on the steep side of the mountain, blocking part of the mountain like a raised palm.

The back of the palm faces the endless dark sea water, while the palm faces the mountain.

The location pointed by Song Rongdao was exactly the stone wall on the mountain facing their palms.