This time, the bad luck is Fengyun sword sect. Although they just killed a purple soul beast, Shen Luoyun should have killed one before, but God knows if they have other companions. Fengyun sword sect, after all, is only a middle-class sect. If we can't eliminate the hidden danger ahead of time, we don't know how many sect disciples suffered from it.

They all looked at Fang Zhian at the same time, but they saw that he had fainted to the ground.

It's no wonder that his body is full of scars, nearly a hundred claw marks crisscross, many of the wounds are deeply visible, and his holy robe is almost soaked with blood. If someone else had changed, he would have lost blood and died. It's not easy for him to escape here with one breath. Once he gets out of danger and slackens, how can he still persist.

"Back mountain, back mountain." Shen Luoyun then rushed over in a cold sweat and said breathlessly.

"Take good care of Zhi'an, let's go!" Chen Wanqiao said decisively.

"I will go with my master." Shen Luoyun said.

"What are you doing? Don't you think you're hurt enough?" Chen Wanqiao barked.

Although relying on Gu Fenghua's skillful hand, Shen Luoyun saved his life, but the injury has not yet healed, isn't it adding to the chaos?

"Master, I'm afraid things are much more serious than you think. This time, we Fengyun sword sect are in danger of destroying it." Shen Luoyun said with a sad face.

"What Not only Chen Wanqiao, but also everyone present was surprised.

"Time is pressing. I'll take you there." Shen Luoyun then picked up Fang Zhian and took the lead in rushing towards the mountain behind Kuxin cliff.

Knowing that his injury is not healed, Han Yangshu and Lin Zhentang rush forward and take over Fang Zhian from him. Shen Luoyun thanks and continues to run forward.

Compared with the front mountain, the back mountain of Kuxin cliff is even more desolate and barren. A huge Canyon passes through the foot of the mountain, and the huge stones stand in a maze. Shen Luoyun leaped between the boulders and ran for half an hour before he stopped.

"Here it is!" Shen Luoyun pointed to a pile of boulders in front of him and said.

Each of these huge stones is as high as several feet, and they are piled up in all directions. One of the huge stones below breaks up at some time, revealing a grotto as high as two feet. The wind blows from the grotto, whistling like wind.

Chen Wanqiao and others came forward to see that their faces changed dramatically, and their bodies began to shake violently.

The cave is about three feet wide and more than ten feet deep, and hundreds of crocodiles are gathered in it.

The cave entrance, rippling with water wave like light patterns, is obviously a border. The hundreds of sky swallowing crocodiles are also forbidden by the border, but they are obviously not willing to be trapped here, crowded together, one by one soaring into the air, almost frantically attacking the border. Every time they hit, the border will vibrate fiercely.

In the deepest part of the grottoes, an old man sits with his knees crossed, and keeps making his fingerprints. In front of the body, there is a big hole with a diameter of three feet. Thousands, no, tens of thousands or even more crocodiles are rushing from another space, but they are regarded as the edge of the intersection by another boundary.

Obviously, it was the old man's fingerprints that blocked the sky swallowing alligator. However, it was not easy for him to maintain such a border. Although he kept making fingerprints, the border was not stable. Just after Gu Fenghua came, another sky swallowing alligator rushed out of the edge of the space.