"You stay up there and I'll go down and take a look." Feng Gong said thoughtfully.
"Yes, Master." Dai Li said respectfully.
At that moment, Feng Gong's body flashed, his fighting spirit circulated, and he controlled his body to slowly fall to the bottom of the valley.
Just like Huang Xiaolong back then, the colder wind became stronger and more frequent as he went down. After going down several hundred meters, Feng Gong had to summon the six-legged demon brown of the martial spirit and turn it into a soul.
But after going 1,500 meters deep, Feng Gong finally couldn't bear the cold air below and returned to the top of the rift valley.
When Dai Li saw his master returning, he couldn't help but step forward and asked carefully: "Master, how are you doing?"
Feng Gong shook his head and said: "The cold and cold air at the bottom of the valley is too strong, and it is impossible to land at the bottom of the valley." After saying this, his whole body shivered, and a cold and cold air came out of his body. Feng Gong quickly swallowed a pill. He took the medicine, and then circulated his fighting energy, which slowly suppressed the cold and cold air in his body.
Dai Li was shocked when he heard his master's words. He knew that his master was a peak powerhouse in the late tenth level of Xiantian, half a step into the holy realm!
Even though Master is only half a step into the holy realm, he is unable to land at the bottom of this rift valley!
Seeing his disciple's expression, Feng Gong said, "Actually, many powerful men from the Holy Realm have gone down to the Duanhu Mountain Rift Valley, but in the past tens of thousands of years, I heard that no one has been able to reach the bottom of the valley."
"Even the strong ones in the holy realm can't reach the bottom!" Dai Li was shocked. This was the first time he heard about this.
Feng Gong nodded and said: "I didn't believe it before, but I tried it just now. The rumors should be true."
"Master, what do you think of the dragon roaring at the bottom of the valley?" Dai Li asked.
Feng Gong muttered: "Tens of thousands of years ago, in our martial spirit world, the ancient dragons were extinct. This dragon's roar cannot be from a real dragon. It should be from a treasure below. We will wait here for a few days. See if any treasure is revealed."
At the bottom of the valley, Huang Xiaolong was sitting next to the cold spring, refining the innate spiritual energy of the innate fish over and over again, even though five days had passed. But the innate spiritual energy in the body is still extremely surging.
All around Huang Xiaolong’s body. A huge airflow vortex was formed, and within the airflow vortex, there was golden light and red light. Green light. The black light kept flashing.
The vortex continued to grow.
Huang Xiaolong's body surface. Wisps of light black stuff kept coming out, which was the acquired dirt remaining in Huang Xiaolong’s body.
Half a month passed.
The huge vortex of airflow around Huang Xiaolong's body has reached a height of ten feet, while spinning. Like a hurricane roaring, in the center of the vortex, Huang Xiaolong's figure disappeared and appeared, and a heart-stopping power continued to spread from the vortex.
More than twenty days passed. On this day, the huge vortex of airflow around Huang Xiaolong's body suddenly stopped rotating. Like a huge bubble, it suddenly exploded, revealing Huang Xiaolong's strong body.
At this time, Huang Xiaolong's robes had burst and scattered aside. Strong muscles were spread all over his body. He was masculine and perfect. On his handsome face that was as sharp as a knife, his eyes were like stars and his eyebrows were like swords.
After more than twenty days of refining, Huang Xiaolong finally completely refined the innate fish.
Huang Xiaolong took an internal look at the situation inside his body and found that his fighting spirit cultivation had reached the peak of the late ninth innate level, and he might break through to the tenth innate level at any time.
The meridians throughout the body are not only much stronger, but also expanded several times. Not only that, the muscles, blood, and bone marrow all over the body are actually a little golden. Even Huang Xiaolong's soul sea is also shining with golden light. Huang Xiaolong feels that his whole body seems to be much lighter. , the soul is empty and bright.
"I didn't expect this innate fish to have such magical effects!" Huang Xiaolong said happily.
After being washed away by the innate spiritual energy of the innate fish, every corner of Huang Xiaolong's body, including his soul, has become much stronger, and his spiritual power has also increased a lot, with faint signs of breaking through to the fourth level.
Huang Xiaolong suppressed the joy in his heart, took a piece of clothing from the Shura Ring and put it on, then sacrificed the exquisite pagoda, absorbed another innate fish from the cold spring into the Cauldron of Ten Thousand Beasts, and activated the Heaven and Earth Return Formation of the Cauldron of Ten Thousand Beasts. Remove its cold and cold poison.
Another twenty days passed.
Huang Xiaolong also refined the remaining innate fish and finally broke through to the tenth level of innate fish.
Tenth level of innateness!
Although it is only the early stage of the tenth level of Xiantian, with Huang Xiaolong's current strength, even without soul transformation, ordinary strong people in the late stage of the tenth level of Xiantian cannot withstand his punch.
Before entering the valley, Huang Xiaolong was only an innate seventh-level warrior, but now, a few months later, he was already a tenth-level innate warrior. This change made Huang Xiaolong sigh.
Huang Xiaolong stood up, his eyes scanned the valley bottom, and his spiritual power unfolded. It had been several months since he entered the valley. He also looked at the situation at the valley bottom, but he did not find the training cave of the powerful ancient god clan.
Could it be that the training cave of the powerful ancient gods was not at the bottom of this valley
At this moment, suddenly, there was a wave of power coming from below Hanquan. Although it was extremely weak, Huang Xiaolong caught it instantly.
Huang Xiaolong couldn't help but look at Hanquan.
Could it be that there is another mystery in this cold spring
Huang Xiaolong thought for a while and decided to enter the cold spring to have a look.
At that moment, he sacrificed the Sumeru Mountain, entered the temple, and controlled the Sumeru Mountain to enter the cold spring.
As soon as you enter the cold spring, what you see is a deep blue.
There is nothing under the cold spring.
After going tens of meters deep, you will find the bottom of the cold spring, which is nothing but sand.
Huang Xiaolong frowned. The wave of power just now clearly came from under the cold spring, so why was there nothing there
Just when Huang Xiaolong was controlling the Sumeru Mountain to fly at the bottom of the cold spring, a sudden force came and the Sumeru Mountain shook.
what happened? !
When Huang Xiaolong was startled, the scene in front of him changed and he came to another space.
I saw birds singing and flowers fragrant in front of me, the ground was full of Ganoderma lucidum and Ganoderma lucidum, and a waterfall hung straight down in front of me, like a paradise.
"Is this a different space created by the powerful ancient gods!" Huang Xiaolong's eyes lit up.
That should be right!
Unexpectedly, the powerful ancient god clan actually set up a training cave under this cold spring. If Huang Xiaolong hadn't had an exquisite pagoda to refine the cold air of the cold spring, if there hadn't been the Xumi Mountain, and if he hadn't sensed the fluctuations in the power of the cold spring, it would have been really difficult to find this cave. .
Huang Xiaolong glanced around and couldn't help but look at the Ganoderma lucidum on the ground.
"Colorful Mushrooms!"
"Nine-leaf purple grass!"
"Sun Fruit!"
Huang Xiaolong exclaimed.
The Ganoderma lucidum and Ganoderma lucidum all over the ground are all rare elixirs in the world, and looking at the age, they are probably tens of thousands of years old.
Huang Xiaolong’s eyes were burning, these were all treasures, and there were many elixirs, but he couldn’t even recognize them.
After a long time, Huang Xiaolong looked away from these elixirs and looked at a few small huts not far below the waterfall.
Isn't this the place where the powerful ancient gods practiced? It's just that it's a little too crude.