This time, the one who was unlucky was the Fengyun Sword Sect. Although they just killed a purple soul beast and Chen Luoyun should have killed one before, God knows if they have any other companions. After all, the Fengyun Sword Sect is only a middle-grade sect. If the hidden dangers cannot be eliminated early, I still don’t know how many disciples of the sect suffered a tragic disaster.

Everyone looked at Fang Zhian at the same time, but saw that he was already fainted on the ground.

It is no wonder that his body was covered with scars, with nearly a hundred claw marks intertwined, and many of them were deeply damaged and bones were visible. The holy robe was almost soaked in blood. If it were someone else, he would have died of blood. It was extremely difficult for him to escape here in one breath. Once he relaxed, how could he still persist?

"The back mountain is in the back mountain." Chen Luoyun rushed over in cold sweat at this time and said panting.

"Take good care of Zhian, let's go!" Chen Wanqiao said immediately.

"I will go with Master." Chen Luoyun said.

"What are you doing? Do you think you are not seriously injured enough?" Chen Wanqiao shouted sternly.

Although he relied on Gu Fenghua's wonderful hands to rejuvenate and Chen Luoyun saved his life, his injuries have not yet healed. Isn't it a problem to follow?

"Master, the matter is probably much more serious than you think. This time, our Fengyun Sword Sect is afraid that it will be in danger of destroying the sect." Chen Luoyun said with a sad face.

"What!" Not only Chen Wanqiao, everyone present was shocked.

"Time is tight and I can't delay for a moment. I'll take you there." Chen Luoyun said, then picked up Fang Zhian and rushed towards the back mountain behind Kuxin Cliff.

Knowing that his injury had not healed, Han Yangshu, Lin Zhentang and others rushed forward and took Fang Zhian from him. Chen Luoyun thanked him gratefully and continued to run forward.

Compared with the front mountain, the mountain behind Kuxin Cliff is even more desolate and barren. A huge canyon passes through the foot of the mountain, with huge rocks standing like a maze. The falling clouds leaps between the huge rocks and runs for half an hour before stopping.

"It's here!" Chen Luoyun said, pointing to the pile of huge rocks in front of him.

Each of these huge rocks was several meters high and piled up in a row. A huge rock below broke at some point, revealing a cave that was nearly two meters high. Flashes of cold wind blew out from the cave, making a whimpering sound.

Chen Wanqiao and others stepped forward and saw that their faces changed drastically and their bodies began to tremble violently.

The grotto is about three zhang wide and more than ten zhang deep. There are hundreds of heaven-swalking crocodiles gathered in it.

At the entrance of the cave, there were light patterns like water waves. It was obviously a barrier. The hundreds of heaven-swalking crocodiles were shackled by this barrier, but they were obviously unwilling to be trapped here. They squeezed together and soared into the air one by one, attacking the barrier almost madly. Every time they hit, the barrier would tremble violently.

At the deepest part of the cave, an old man sat cross-legged, constantly making handprints in his hands. The space in front of him broke a large hole with a diameter of three feet. Thousands, no, tens of thousands or even more of the Heaven-Swallowing Crocodile were rushing from another space, but was then taken by another barrier at the edge of the intersection of space.
Chapter completed!