Chapter 19 Dark Fight

The ten divine lights, with different lights, rushed through the thick water curtain and rushed in. There was indeed a hole in it.

It was dark. Although it was dry, there was a cold feeling. Everyone fell into the boundless darkness, and only the magic weapon lit up a small area.

Bai Lang held a fairy sword, shining like water, and walked alone in the front. He felt a faint cold wind blowing in the distance, indicating that the hole led to another place.

"Everyone follow closely and be careful!" Bai Lang reminded that it is extremely dark and unpredictable. If there is anything in ambush here, it is really troublesome.

Everyone held their breath and walked forward quietly. The time of half a cup of tea slowly passed, and there was nothing unusual. Occasionally, water droplets fell down, and the crisp sound of water echoed in the hole, which was particularly long.

"What the hell is this place? There is no day, and there is no aura at all. How can it grow the strange treasures of life like Yan Lingguo!" Some disciples began to complain in a low voice.

"Since it is a treasure of heaven and earth, how can you know the growth conditions!" Some disciples retorted, because in order to ensure fairness, everything about the scope of the competition this time is strictly forbidden to be disclosed, so these participating disciples do not know the situation here.

"Don't talk!" Bai Lang suddenly stopped and shouted in a low voice.

Everyone suddenly silenced. Although Bai Lang started late, his strength was extraordinary. This time, everyone had high hopes on him, hoping that he could shine in the snatch of Lingguo, so he did not easily disobey his words and cooperated very much.

When Song Weifeng saw Bai Lang's strict face, he went to the front and asked, "Brother, what's wrong?"

Bai Lang looked at the place when he came, frowned and said in a low voice, "There seems to be something behind!" He had just been afraid to be careless, and his consciousness had been spreading. He vaguely felt several strong fluctuations in the rear, but when he looked carefully, he found nothing.

Song Weifeng was also shocked. He operated the mysterious method and felt it. However, in the dark and silent hole, there was a faint sound of dripping water, and there was no other movement. For a long time, he frowned and said, "Brother, don't worry about that. Let's move forward quickly and be fully alert!"

Bai Lang was suspicious and nodded. He took a few steps and suddenly thought of something. He stopped and said to Song Weifeng, "Brother, you go first. I'll go back and have a look!"

Song Weifeng took a look at Bai Lang and nodded and agreed, "Okay, be careful. We'll wait for you in front!"

Bai Lang stopped talking, and his figure flashed like a faint smoke, blending into the darkness, and the breath of his whole body was hidden by secret methods. Even if it was close, it was difficult for ordinary people to find it. He quietly retreated to the way he came. At the same time, his consciousness was extremely condensed, covering a place within ten feet and carefully exploring.

He kept retreating, and then he stopped. Here is a list of rocks, high and low, very easy to hide. He chose a hiding place, and Bai Lang quietly lurked down.

In less than ten breathing hours, in the darkness, a cluster of ghost-fire-like light flashed away. Then, a short and vague figure appeared in the shadow under a huge rock. He carefully glanced around for a moment, as if he had used some mysterious method. His figure shook, like a wave of water, and gradually disappeared in place.

Bai Lang's consciousness was as gorgeous, glanced back and forth, and soon re-catching the hazy figure. There was a smile on the corners of his mouth, like an ape, as light as smoke, gently approaching the figure.

"Is this a man or a demon?" Bai Lang followed, secretly speculating in his heart, and there were dangers along the way, which made Bai Lang have to be very careful.

Now it has entered the Shuiyun Cave. This is the spiritual beast that protects the spiritual fruit. Maybe it has taken shape. Bai Lang did not dare to be careless. He followed it closely and temporarily resisted the impulse to take action.

Although the dark shadow is small, it is strong, like a breeze, drifting forward, sometimes stopping and carefully exploring for a moment.

"Looking at the Xuangong, most of them are disciples of other sects!" Bai Lang followed for a long time before making a final decision. He shouted unlucky. He didn't expect to waste so much time here. Although they were competitive, the sect strictly prohibited the three teams from fighting in private, so it was not feasible to grab the spiritual fruit by stealing and killing the other team. The only thing to compete with is who is faster.

"Bad!" Bai Lang was about to dodge and leave, but the dark shadow suddenly stopped, and his whole body swung and disappeared from Bai Lang's divine consciousness in an instant. Bai Lang was shocked. He didn't expect that the shadow was so powerful that he could find himself several feet away, and his consciousness scanned again and couldn't find the direction of the shadow.

Bai Lang's mind turned sharply and was about to retreat. In case the dark shadow regarded himself as some monster, he would be very happy.

But what is not good is that the shadow really thinks so. The short shadow is a young master of the Taoist sect, named Lei Zheng. What he is best at is the art of hiding. Previously, he noticed an abnormality in front of him and thought that some medicine spirit beast was hiding in it, so he came to explore it first. Unexpectedly, he really found that there was A faint shadow quietly followed behind him.

The corners of Bai Lang's eyes jumped violently, his cold hair suddenly stood up, and an extremely dangerous feeling hit his heart. His body was suddenly stiff, and the mysterious method worked crazily.

"Swipe!"

A cold light flashed, and a red dagger seemed to quietly flash out of hell, with a fierce murderous intention, and wiped it to Bai Lang's neck without a sound.

Bai Lang's face changed, and his figure was like a ghost. He twisted his body away at an incredible angle for a few minutes. Almost at the same time, the enchanting red light cut through the darkness, flowed past the white skin, and disappeared again.

"What a fast speed!" Bai Lang's face changed greatly. The figure was hit and disappeared again. Bai Lang did not dare to stay. He crossed several feet in one step and retreated quickly. He doesn't want this person to find out that he is a disciple of Jianzong, because only in this way will they think that the future is dangerous and be careful to give their party enough time to pick fruits.

Bai Lang used a secret method to cover his whole body with black fog. He was ghostly and very evil. His pace was ethereal. At this moment, he flashed in the dark, which was really like a ghost.

"Swipe!"

The floating light flashed, and the red light was like blood, quietly piercing towards the white back like an electric light.

Bai Lang's whole body was tense and his consciousness was condensed. Finally, he found traces in front of the dagger. His feet swirled, swept over a shadow, and suddenly retreated three feet. The dagger followed closely like a tarsna maggot and was not thrown off at all.

Bai Lang sweated coldly and tried his best. Unexpectedly, the man was still not thrown away. His face condensed and he roared. The golden light appeared on his palms, which was extremely bright, and he hit a glow with his backhand.

"What?" Lei Zheng shouted in a low voice. When he saw the other party's black fog surging, he thought it was a ghost, but the Taoism used at this time was clearly unique to Xuanmen, and he was also puzzled.

They came on this trip and fell into a swamp. The black fog was endless, and ghosts were emerging one after another. The group of people really suffered great losses. This time, he went forward alone to explore the truth and avoid being besieged by countless ghosts again.