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.
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 then, 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 surnamed 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 monks surnamed Bai, monks surnamed Yan are 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 an 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!"
After they followed Song Rongdao and the others for a period of time a few days ago, they discovered that the other party was constantly changing directions during their flight, and that they were frequently receiving spiritual consciousness.
Among the Xingbo people, Xuan Caijun and a fake infant monk had to be hung behind him, while the other three once again distanced themselves from each other.
Then after a period of time, Mr. Xuan Cai will give a direction and they will rush there.
Among them, those who said they had to be somewhat sure that the other party would not find out almost all thought that only Mr. Xuan Cai could do it.
Li Yan, who was almost outside, remained silent.
If it were him, he would even be 60% sure that he could get within a hundred miles of Song Rongdao and the four of them without letting the other party notice.
Of course, he wouldn't take the initiative to ask for it. He didn't like to expose too much in front of anyone.
This time, when Xingbo and the others approached the direction given by Xuan Caijun again, they found that he did not continue to follow them, but stayed where they were and waited for them.
The "Black Spirit Sea" is a place where the confrontation between demonic energy and spiritual energy is very fierce. Not only the monk's own cultivation cannot be fully exerted, but the spiritual consciousness will also be greatly disturbed.
Therefore, the black and white demon sergeants did not like to come here to fight, and the number of magical beasts in the sea became increasingly rare.
Li Yan only felt that after being inhaled, the mixed demonic energy in the air rushed left and right in his body. 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 you came here when you were a foundation-building monk, you would have to leave after a day at most."
Li Yan weighed it in his mind. According to his current cultivation level, he would probably be affected if he stayed here for more than ten days, so this was not a place to stay for a long time.
"What could be here that makes them treat it so cautiously?"
Xingbo looked at the other people.
"Although the 'Black Spirit Sea' is not a place where birds poop, it is not far away. 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 enough to follow and have a look. This place is so inaccessible that it's hard to believe that some alien species from heaven and earth may have appeared here!"
Feng Mo entered the whisk and shook it lightly.
Xingbo and Xuan Caijun nodded, and immediately they released their spiritual consciousness. With careful induction, they immediately flew towards the place where Song Rong's knife fell...
At the bottom of the "Black Spirit Sea", Song Rongdao and four others dived all the way down to more than 6,000 feet. The water around them was pitch black and they couldn't see their fingers.
But for a monk with spiritual energy, he can still see clearly a small area around him, not to mention that the spiritual energy shield outside his body is still shining slightly.
What's more, they mainly use their spiritual consciousness to explore the surroundings, but their spiritual consciousness is also affected here, so they don't dare to spread out too wide.
In the dark sea water, occasionally some fish as thin as needles would pass by and dive in, but no monks or monsters were found.
There were more and more algae around, and they had to carefully avoid it. As a result, the sinking speed was much slower.
Although these algae pose no threat to them at all, they don't want anyone to cause trouble.
Several people were silent. At this level of cultivation, they all have the skills to nourish their qi.
Although the surroundings were dark and depressing, no one seemed impatient.
Song Rongdao has been here before, and if he feels it is necessary to remind him of something, he will certainly say it.
Just like that, in the dead silence, four shields shining with spiritual power sank rapidly, like four meteors streaking across the night.
After the four people continued to sink another six to seven thousand feet, coral reefs appeared in front of them, and there were more and more coral reefs, becoming more and more dense.
Everyone can see that this is a steep mountain that sinks to the bottom of the sea.
At this point, Song Rongdao finally stopped sinking. He stood on a protruding rock on the mountain peak. The white spiritual light outside his body flickered slightly. He began to look around.
"Fellow Daoist Song, is the secret cave you mentioned nearby nearby?"
The young man surnamed Bai's eyes flashed, and he began to scan around with his spiritual consciousness. Although the other two people did not speak, they were also exploring the surroundings.
But they did not find any aura that contained formation-restricted fluctuations.
"It should be nearby. I've only been here once. I'm looking for the mark I left last time!"
Song Rongdao said this, but his consciousness quietly shot above his head.
After a cup of tea, the other three people looked impatient and were about to ask again.
Song Rongdao suddenly became happy.
"The mark left was found!"
At the same time, he finally felt a lot more relaxed.
He did not hesitate to expend a lot of spiritual consciousness, and finally carefully searched three times within a range of more than a thousand feet, but found no abnormalities.
Even the monk surnamed Bai failed to detect his detection.
"Damn 'Falling Star Valley', when I give birth to a baby, I will be the first to destroy your sect. It has become a frightened bird after so many years."
He cursed in his heart.
Afterwards, Song Rongdao continued to sink along the wall on one side of the mountain without waiting for the urging of the other three people.
This time he no longer sank in a straight line, but passed through clusters of black corals from time to time, passing through bottomless mountain crevices and abyss, and kept going downwards.
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 an upright 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.
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