I Am Xianfan

The five members of Su Chen's team came out of the cave, ready to find a way out.

Little brother Zhang led the way. He didn't have the slightest sense of direction in this dim underground cave, and he didn't know where to go. His mind was confused, and he led everyone around in the cave at will.

However, after walking for half an hour, I entered the dead end of the karst cave several times, and had no way to go, so I could only exit and walk back and forth.

Moreover, they did not encounter other teams, and they all seemed to have disappeared in this huge underground cave that was at least fifty or sixty miles away.

Su Chen frowned, deeply worried.

Little brother Zhang was wandering around, even going around the same place, he was confused and couldn't figure it out. He had walked through the same place several times.

Su Chen couldn't help but secretly said that it was bad.

The path Zhang Xiaodi walked should be a way of life.

However, Zhang Xiaodi still went around in the cave and couldn't find any way out. Could it be that there is no exit in this underground cave?

Su Chen glanced at Old Master Lu suspiciously.

Old Master Lu was also puzzled, this kind of situation rarely happens. Could it be that he performed a fortune telling when he entered the Mixian Canyon, it was a fierce hexagram. This unlucky bad luck has overwhelmed the good luck of Zhang Xiaodi?

Inside the underground cave, it was more than ten miles away from Su Chen and the others.

Zhou Baosi's team has been walking along an underground karst cave. Perhaps this is the main karst cave. The group has gone a long way, but it hasn't reached the end.

As he was walking, Zhou Baosi suddenly heard the gurgling sound of spray.

She was surprised to find that on the dark stone wall, there was a spiritual spring spouting out of a spring of Zhanggao. The karst caves in the front are sealed with a small amount of water leaking out of the stone wall. I have never seen such a large number of springs gushing out.

Zhou Baosi was taken aback, suddenly thinking of something, showing surprise, flew over.

She found that the spring of this fountain was about the size of a fist, leading to the depths of the stone wall. She immediately drew out the spirit sword and dug it towards Quanyan.

"Miss Zhou, what?"

In the team, the other cultivators were all puzzled. It's just a sip of the spring, why do you dig it?

"The massive gushing of this spiritual spring is likely to lead to an underground river. If we dig down from this spiritual spring, if we can find an underground river, maybe we can go out along the river below."

Zhou Baosi said in surprise.

"Subterranean river? Yes, this spiritual spring may really be connected to the underground river!"

Everyone in the squad suddenly reacted, and hurriedly used the spirit sword and spirit sword to dig the spirit spring in surprise.

This spiritual spring is only the size of a fist, so people naturally can't get in.

Only by digging a foot wide can people pass.

However, half an hour passed.

Zhou Baosi's five people were exhausted from digging, and most of their mana was consumed, but they desperately discovered that the underground rock was too hard.

This is a hard rock that has been tempered by fire for countless years. With the spirit sword in their hands, they desperately dug for half an hour before digging out a dozen pieces of fist-sized gravel.

Even the blades of the spirit swords in their hands began to bluntly curl.

This little spirit spring couldn't let them escape at all.

How can this be done?

Everyone in Zhou Baosi's team was desperate.

Inside the underground cave, a cave fork.

Zhuang Bufan led a team of five people and walked cautiously in this cave channel.

In the past few days, they had occasional encounters with other teams, and even had conflicts, beheading one person. However, they quickly fled, and Zhuang Bufan was not eager to kill them all.

They are exploring the cave.

It was soon discovered that the end of this cave was a spiritual pool hundreds of meters wide, and the stalactites on the top of the cave were dripping with drops of spiritual water. In the center of the spiritual pool, there is a thousand-year-old water lotus seed exuding a strong fragrance.

This spiritual lotus has already formed a lotus seed, and it is enveloped by a pink enveloping air, which is extremely attractive.

This water lotus seed is not the spiritual herb needed by the five immortal sect missions, but it is a kind of spiritual lotus seed that can be eaten directly by the monks, which is very beneficial for tempering the body.

But what shocked Zhuang Bufan and the other five people was that three new corpses lay on the side of this spiritual pool.

A monk flew over, turned his head in shock, and said to Zhuang Bufan: "Boss, it's Tang Changsong and the three remaining in his team, all dead here!"

"Could it be that they had an internal fight? But it shouldn't be. They are only three people. It's not enough to divide up this thousand-year-old water lotus seed! Not so greedy that one person wants to swallow it alone?"

"Even if anyone wants to swallow it alone, at least one person should survive!"

Everyone in the team was shocked.

Although there is no trust among the various qi refining teams. But the squad is often the fellow monks who have cooperated for several years, even more than ten years, and they still trust each other very much.

Zhuang Bufan's condensed gaze, indifferently looked at the bodies of Tang Changsong and other three monks.

The wound has just solidified, and it is estimated that he will die within an hour or two.

There were no wounds left by spirit swords or spirit swords on their bodies, nor traces of strong fighting, and they were not killing each other at all.

There is not even the bite mark of the monster beast.

It was a strange flat wound, which cut their bodies neatly, leading to their deaths.

Before they died, they all opened their pupils wide, as if they couldn't believe that they would die.

It's very weird to die.

"Tang Changsong's strength is also quite good, why did he die without any resistance?"

Everyone in the team inspected carefully and felt cold all over.

"Don't touch the corpse and the thousand-year-old water lotus seed, leave it! This place is weird, don't stay for long!"

Zhuang Bufan felt a chill in his heart, his face was deep, he stepped back slowly, turned and left.

He was worried that there was some kind of trap next to this thousand-year-old water lotus seed.

I don't know if it was a human or a monster set it up.

"Go!"

The squad people were frightened, looked flustered, and hurriedly retreated outside the cave channel.

Suddenly, the head of a member of the ninth-floor cultivator team who was walking in the front of the Qi Refining Stage fell silently and smoothly, and blood spattered and spurted.

He didn't feel any pain until he found that his head fell to the ground and separated from his body, only to find that something was wrong with horror, and tried to hold his head. But it was too late, the head and body had already been separated.

"Who!"

"No, there is a sneak attack!"

The cultivators in the Zhuang Bufan team were all aghast, and they drew out their spirit swords and swords to face the four directions in the cave, not daring to move at all.

They were completely shocked, and their four pairs of vigilant eyes swept around suspicious places.

No traps were seen, and no attackers were found.

However, in their squad, a ninth-tier monk in the Qi Refining Period died silently!

"Cut to die?"

"Could it be!"

Zhuang Bufan's face turned blue, he was holding a spirit sword, the power of divine mind was fully released, and cautiously walked to the death of the team member. He stared sharp eyes and looked forward carefully, and he seemed to have a guess in his heart. .

Finally, when he got closer, he was shocked to discover that just five inches from the front of the nose, there was an almost completely transparent silk thread connecting the walls on both sides of the cave.

This is an ice silk thread, standing a little far away, it is completely invisible to the naked eye, but it is as sharp as a blade and cuts like mud.

It was this transparent ice thread that cut a member of his team who was walking out quickly to death.

With a cold sweat on Zhuang Bufan's back, he stretched out his hand to gently pinch the ice silk thread, and knead it gently ~ www.wuxiaspot.com~ even if the mana is contained in his fingers, he still squeezed this tough silk thread completely.

He used a spirit sword to try to cut it, but the ice silk thread cut into the spirit sword like cutting mud.

Second-order ice silk, transparent, tough and sharp! Even the cultivator's divine power in the later stage of refining Qi can hardly detect its existence.

This is definitely the second-order ice silk that a monster beast in the base-building period vomited!

In this cave, there is a mysterious beast of the base-building stage, eyeing their team, hunting them!

Zhuang Bufan took a breath of air in shock, and a chill came out of his back.

Damn, this is forcing him to use his ability to press the bottom of the box!

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p: I catch trains, subways, planes at 7:00 in the morning, and change trains on the way, and I don’t get home until 17:00 in the afternoon. In the past few years, my health has not been very good. I feel faint every time I take a train or plane, and I am tossing myself every time I go out. I can't take a break when I come back, so I'll code a chapter first. Sorry for keeping everyone waiting!