Cultivation of Immortals: Start with blind thinking

Chapter 135 The Dangerous First Two Levels
"Oh, there is no way, my father is a scholar." The strong man sighed.

"We're old acquaintances, we get closer after we go in, maybe we can have more 'caring'."

Jin Ziming said duplicity.

"Okay, how 'close'."

Shen Xinchen smiled meaningfully, patted him on the shoulder, turned and left.

Jin Ziming hurriedly sent a voice transmission:
"Lin Xi, the sword repairman on the front left is very powerful. When he is present, you have to pretend that you don't know me, otherwise he may take his anger out on you."

Then Transsion contacted Wang Zhiyao:

"Zhiyao, the tall and slim white-clothed swordsman not far behind you has a grudge against me.

Please take a look when we are in groups, can you stagger me and him? "

Wang Zhiyao glanced at it calmly, and then agreed.

Elder Wu, who was fully integrated last time, and Elder Zhang, who had just broken through to the early stage of integration, both came, and it was still the latter who spoke:

"Everyone, welcome to the Black Demon Gate to participate in the adventure.

A total of [-] disciples and casual cultivators came this time, and only three of them participated in the previous operation.

We have been testing and screening people who have never been here for the last two days.

In the end, twenty-nine people were selected, plus the three selected by default, and the ten disciples I sent, for a total of forty-two people.

Divide into two teams of [-] people each, and each team is divided into three groups of seven people each. "

After that, the rules are announced, which is no different from the last request.

Everything is ready, the team is ready to go.

The forty-two quickly completed the division and grouping, and Jin Lin and Wang Zhiyao were divided into the same group as they wished.

Shen Xinchen was in a different group from the same team, because the only ones who escaped from the core area last time were him and the Fu Qing of the Black Demon Gate.

The latter has been upgraded and can no longer enter small spaces.

So Shen Xinchen and Wang Zhiyao were logically appointed as the two deputy leaders of this team.

And Li Jian was in another team.

Everyone set off, and Jin Ziming once again saw that mighty and sturdy body overflowing with devilish energy.

Everyone pastes the teleportation token on the "heart" area, and they are teleported into the troll's space.

The endless deep blue sea is rippling with microwaves.

The earth roared under their feet, and the volcano far away on the island was still erupting, and the scorching heat and fire-attributed demonic energy rushed towards their faces, making everyone have to use their skills to resist.

The black demon gate couldn't help the spirit beast bag, Lin Xi released You Ji, let her jump on her shoulders, and began to test whether she could adapt to the billowing demonic energy here.

As soon as You Ji came out, her whole body trembled.

The glossy black hair stood on end, and the green pupils in his eyes shrank instantly, shooting out two rays of light.

A cold dark green demonic aura erupted from her whole body, enveloping her.

Gradually, You Ji calmed down and became that delicate and cute kitten again, gradually adapting to the devilish energy.

Of course, the color of the demonic aura outside her body was slowly fading, and it was obviously worn out.

Lin Xi was very satisfied with her performance, and raised her hand to stroke her smooth fur as a sign of encouragement.

You Ji enjoyed this kind of caress very much, and gave a "meow".

Lin Xi stretched out her hand, put her back into the spirit beast bag, and hid her first as a surprise soldier.

The last expedition to the inner circle has reached the second level.

Therefore, the two teams don't need to separate for the time being, they will directly move forward under the leadership of Shen Xinchen.

After the rainy season, the black limestone turns into a potholed muddy ground, overgrown with weeds and ferns, and occasionally a few tall trees with sparse leaves.

Due to the smog caused by the volcano, the visibility is very low, and the troll space is forbidden to fly, so the forward speed is quite slow.

The terrain became higher and over a hillside, Shen Xinchen stopped.

He said to the two team leaders with a little confusion:
"Two, when we came here last time, there were three roads ahead, we took the middle one, but now there are only two roads left, what should we do?"

After some discussion, the three decided to divide their troops here, and the second team went to the road on the right.

The leader of the first team is Zheng Maozhi, a disciple of the Black Demon Sect who was at the peak of Yuan Ying's early stage. Like Shen Xinchen, he forcibly suppressed the breakthrough of his cultivation.

Their team moved forward from the left, and there was a drizzle of rain in the sky. After about three hours, there was no longer any road ahead.

Looking around, there is only a vast expanse of withered yellow thatch, which is very tall, about nine feet long.

The wind blows, and the grass has waves, like a yellow ocean.

After discussing with Shen Xinchen and Wang Zhiyao, Zheng Maozhi decided to forcibly open the way.

The first team was at the forefront of the team, looked for the direction of the crater, and began to cut grass to clear the way.

After traveling for more than [-] miles, there was a sudden rustling of wings in the grass in front of the right.

Everyone was suddenly alert, and they couldn't help but stopped, fully on guard.

A black cloud floated up, it was dense large locusts, the number was as many as thousands.

Most of them are Tier [-] cultivation bases, there are also a lot of Tier [-]s, and there are even dozens of Tier [-]s.

The three at the forefront have reached the peak level in the middle of the fourth order.

Zheng Maozhi shouted loudly:
"Everyone put out their protective shields and moved forward at full speed.

One group is in the middle, and the second and third groups spread out on the left and right, forming an arc-shaped position. "

A black cloud floated over, and amidst the noisy thumping, the protective cover was covered with dense bugs.

The inside of the hood suddenly became dark, and the monks could only detect the surrounding situation with their souls.

The locusts of the second and third ranks couldn't bite through the mask at all, and the twenty-one people each carried a big black ball and galloped forward.

Seeing this, the three leaders of the air command were in a hurry, and they all uttered ear-piercing honking.

Immediately, all the low-level bugs withdrew, and a group of late-stage third-order and Dzogchen rushed up and started biting again.

The shields of the two middle-stage golden cores were breached in a blink of an eye. Although the monks inside tried their best to resist, the sea of ​​insects quickly submerged them, and the screams stopped abruptly.

The remaining [-] people fled forward desperately, and the leader locust croaked strangely again.

The bugs in the late third stage retreated, and dozens of fourth-order locusts rushed forward.

In this round of attack, except for Jin Ziming, the other two mid-stage Golden Cores were not spared, and were swallowed up by the locust swarm in an instant.

There are still ten miles to rush out of this terrifying grass, and everyone rushed forward.

The three leading locusts became anxious, and joined in by themselves, attacking the remaining three Golden Core cultivators.

The other two lost their lives in the blink of an eye, while the one that attacked Jin Ziming was cut off half of its body with a single knife, and hurried away in a panic.

Seeing that the group of monks was about to escape from the meadow, the fourth step retreated amidst the frantic and sharp neighing of the leader.

All the third-order bugs lined up and crashed into the protective shield row after row.

The rumbling sound continued one after another, and they blew themselves up collectively.

The cultivator had barely survived the first round of bombing, but the second round came up again.

Lin Xi was about to be unable to resist, and had to release You Ji.

The latter performed the secret method taught by Chen, releasing a strong dark green evil spirit.

After merging with Lin Xi's red magic energy, the crumbling protective shield suddenly stabilized and became indestructible.

In this tragic self-destruction, the team finally rushed out after losing one Jindan Late Stage and three Dzogchens.

The locust swarm stared at the invaders bitterly, buzzing for a long time before dispersing.

This piece of dry grass actually devoured the lives of ten monks, and nearly half of them were lost in the first pass.

The road ahead reappeared, and now there are only eleven people left, no need to group up, everyone is integrated together, moving forward silently.

An hour later, a steep mountain blocked the way.

And at the foot of the mountain, there is a golden light shooting, as if there is a treasure.

Everyone has just experienced danger, and they have not lost their position due to greed, and they are still moving in an orderly manner.

Along the way, there was no danger at all.

There is a stone statue here, which is carved by the troll Dachu.

He wore a pair of golden gloves on his fists, and the light was emitted from them.

A line of words was engraved on the stone tablet next to it, "Gloves used in the early and middle stages of the fit."

Everyone was relieved, probably this is the reward for passing the first level.

Zheng Maozhi took it off as a matter of course, put it in the ring, and said:

"Don't worry, this is our common harvest.

The Black Demon Sect will settle with you in the end, and I will never impersonate what you have earned so hard. "

Since there is a reward, it means that the route is not wrong, just follow the mountain road and continue on.

Everyone calmed down and started to climb the mountain. After two and a half hours, they successfully climbed to the top, and a magnificent and strange picture came into view:

The cliff on the opposite side is about five miles away. Above the abyss, there is a thick blood-red demon cloud.

Under the clouds, a flock of big white birds soared.

Their wings are extremely wide, their legs are slender, and their thick beaks are like a machete.

The scene under the cliff is palpitating and disgusting, with countless poisonous snakes of second to fourth ranks entangled together.

The snake body twisted, and snake saliva flowed out from the red letter, appearing to be unbearably hungry.

Since the small space in the "heart" area is forbidden to fly, how can it reach the opposite cliff?
"There are words here." Lin Xi shouted suddenly.

Everyone looked in the direction of her finger, and saw three large red characters written on a bare rock:
"Bird Crossing Cliff".

When everyone saw the name, they immediately understood that the group of white birds were tools for crossing the cliff.

Everyone walked to the edge of the cliff, and a big bird flew over.

Zheng Maozhi turned his head and saw that everyone turned their heads away, unwilling to be the first pioneer.

At this time, only the Black Demon Sect can set an example. A Jindan Dzogchen Demon Cultivator named Yuan Jian was ordered to come out.

Before departure, the Black Demon Sect established a rule that everyone must obey the command of the team leader unconditionally. Outsiders can play tricks, but as a doorman, they have to obey.

Yuan Jian reluctantly jumped on the back of a big bird, and the white bird took the weight and flew towards the opposite cliff.

Moxiu held a weapon in his hand and was on guard.

After flying for a mile without any danger, just when everyone felt a little relaxed, the situation suddenly changed.

The demonic cloud in the sky boiled up, and a large cloud split and drifted towards Yuan Jian quickly.

The latter noticed something strange and desperately urged Shiratori to fly faster.

But the beast ignored it and continued to advance slowly.

After a while, Yun Tuan caught up with Yuan Jian and put him under the hood.

The red cloud that seemed to be as light as cotton wool was actually as heavy as a mountain at this moment, pressing him and the white bird to fall to the bottom of the cliff.

Yuan Jian was taken aback, desperately absorbing the devilish energy above his head, which can relieve the pressure on the one hand, and replenish spiritual power on the other.

He waved the big pestle in his hand and smashed it wildly at the thick clouds above his head.

(End of this chapter)