Others don't know, but Tang Hu knows best that this place is a desperate place.
There are even rumors that the disappearance of the temple master was most likely due to his entering the Netherworld Forbidden Land.
It was obvious that Lu Jing and the others had broken into the Ziqi Mountain or the Forbidden Land of the Netherworld.
Tang Hu's eyes were cloudy and uncertain.
He was hesitating whether to go in or not.
Thinking about the fact that his only grandson Tang Xianwang was killed by Lu Jing, Tang Hu's eyes became discerning. As the seventh elder of the Eternal Temple, if he couldn't even avenge his grandson, wouldn't he be laughed at by the world?
This place is indeed strange and a forbidden place.
But he is a strong man who has ascended to the third level of Mahayana and Dzogchen.
Those who have reached this level are very rare in the entire world of spiritual practice.
Lu Jing is not afraid of the three thieves. He has nothing to fear.
With this thought, Tang Hu stepped into Ziqi Mountain, or the Forbidden Land of the Netherworld.
If there is any danger then, with his strength and cultivation, he can come out as soon as possible.
Besides, not all of the dangerous places in Ziqi Mountain are divided into several areas.
As an elder of the Eternal Temple, he is fully aware of this, but others don't know that this is his advantage.
After Tang Hu entered, a figure appeared out of thin air.
It was the leader of the Punishment Hall of the Eternal Temple who was granted the title of Wang Ling.
"Tang Hu, you old boy actually dare to step into the forbidden area, you are really brave..."
Feng Wangling hesitated for a moment and then followed in.
…
Naturally, Lu Jing and the others didn't know that two powerful men were coming in.
The three of them set their goals and moved forward.
The darkness of night did not affect their vision.
Because there is a bright moon hanging high in the sky.
The vegetation in Ziqi Mountain is lush, but there are no monsters encountered at all.
I walked hundreds of miles without encountering anything. It was surprisingly quiet.
This was supposed to be a good thing, but Lu Jing and the others felt very uneasy.
Totally inconsistent with common sense.
"Lu Jing, I always feel a little uneasy!"
An Xiaoyao couldn't help but said.
Saint Qingyou said nothing, but she also looked at Lu Jing.
Lu Jing's heart jumped for no reason when the two said this, but he smiled and said: "Don't scare yourself, it's nothing, it's a good thing."
"Shashasha..."
As soon as I finished speaking, I heard a rustling sound in my ears.
The three of them stopped quickly.
Look around.
Their bodies immediately became tense.
"It seems the wind is blowing?" An Xiaoyao said.
"No, I think something is approaching." Saint Qingyou said.
Lu Jing pricked up his ears.
"rustle……"
It's true.
It sounds like the sound of leaves.
The wind and grass are talking about the situation at hand.
But whether it was the wind or something else, he didn't know.
Spiritual consciousness has no role at all here.
"Take a look with your heavenly eyes." Saint Qingyou suggested.
Land point head.
Just as he was about to activate his Heavenly Eye, a sudden change occurred.
"Wow..."
The three people's feet suddenly shook.
It was like something came out of the ground.
"Run~"
Lu Jing roared loudly and jumped out with a quick stride.
No need to remind An Xiaoyao and Saint Qingyou that they also left the place immediately.
"Whoosh whoosh whoosh..."
"Boom boom boom..."
A hundred meters away, Lu Jing stopped and took a look.
Good guy, where the three people stopped before, the ground became like a honeycomb.
But they finally saw what was attacking them.
It turned out to be densely packed rattan.
It's like tree roots emerging from the ground.
Such a stupid effort.
Rattans with thick arms came from all directions.
He immediately held the sword in his hand and used his magic power to cut.
"Ding-ding-ding-ding-ding..."
Sparks flew everywhere.
Lu Jing slashed at the attacking cane, but he couldn't stop slashing at all. Instead, sparks were produced from the collision.
This shows that the hardness of these rattans has caught up with the best spiritual energy.
Even stronger.
This made his face change.
It keeps cutting, just shaking it open.
After taking a look at An Xiaoyao and Saint Qingyou, they were in the same situation.
They had no magical weapons and relied on their own magic power to break open the vines. After all, they were in the Mahayana stage.
"It is not advisable to stay here for a long time. This is an attack from a powerful spirit, at least a tree spirit with a ten thousand year level. Leave quickly." Qingyou Saint said loudly.
"Walk……"
With the strength of three people, they can naturally rush out.
After half an hour, the three of them were fighting and walking. Although it was difficult, they finally ran out of the cane's attack range.
I calculated it to be at least a hundred miles.
"Huhu..."
The cane attack behind him retreated.
The place where the three of them are now is a river.
Even though it is night, you can see the thick fog on the river.
"I'm so tired, I'm so tired. What the hell, it's so difficult to deal with." An Xiaoyao sat on the ground and said.
"Stop talking and take the elixir to restore your mana. This place is too weird and danger may appear at any time." Saint Qingyou said.
Lu Jing also said: "The palpitating feeling is getting stronger and stronger. Qingyou is right, it is important to restore mana. This is so strange. There is no aura of heaven and earth at all."
Half an hour later, the three of them finished resting.
Looking at the thick lake surface, I frowned a little.
You can't retreat from behind. Those weird and hard rattans are difficult to deal with and can tire you to death.
Just keep moving forward.
But facing the fog, you don’t know what lies ahead?
It made all three of them a little frightened.
"Wait until you open your eyes to see."
Lu Jing opened his Eyes between Eyebrows.
result……
"How is it?" Saint Qingyou asked.
Lu Jing smiled bitterly and said: "Dense fog is still thick fog. These fogs don't look simple. Even if you look at them with your celestial eye, they are still the same."
"Then don't worry, everyone has already come in. You can only move forward, not back." Saint Qingyou said.
"Okay, let's go."
The next three people walked along the river bank.
I don’t know how long I walked, but the fog became thicker and thicker, covering the sky and the sun, and I couldn’t see anything.
"Hey, do you see any light ahead?"
An Xiaoyao said.
Lu Jing and Saint Qingyou also looked.
Sure enough, there seemed to be a bright light in the thick fog ahead.
"Is it dawn yet?" Lu Jing asked.
"It's very possible. It's almost time." Saint Qingyou said.
The three of them quickened their pace.
After walking about a few hundred meters, I suddenly found that my whole body felt heavy.
"Why do I feel more and more tired as I walk? Do you feel it?" An Xiaoyao said.
"Me too."
Lu Jing said: "Something's wrong, it's the squeezing under the dense fog, which makes people breathless."
"boom……"
Speaking Lu Jing's magic power circulates.
Jumping forward suddenly, he suddenly felt as if his body was in water and he suddenly swam out of the water with force.
The next second my body felt light.
There was a bright light in front of him, and his eyes were subconsciously squeezed shut.
When I opened my eyes, I found that the thick fog had disappeared and was replaced by a canyon with blooming mountain flowers.
But the sky and the surrounding area, which was only a few kilometers, were all obscured by clouds and fog.
"Xiao Yao?"
"Qingyou?"
Lu Jing shouted.
No one responded to him.
An Xiaoyao and Qingyou disappeared.
But after he shouted, the canyon changed.
I saw that the flowers, plants and trees in full bloom began to wither at a speed visible to the naked eye.
This scene made Lu Jing's eyes widen.
He realized that he might have entered a special space by mistake.