The personal soldier of the beautiful president

The two casual cultivators beside Qin Feng looked at the direction where the crowd disappeared, their eyes were very complicated. After a long time, they sighed, turned and walked back.

They finally chose to give up.

They dared neither cross the river alone nor swallow poison.

"Bro, let's go together."

When they passed by Qin Feng, they stopped slightly.

Qin Feng declined with a smile.

He won't leave, just Styx, who hasn't been put in his eyes yet.

"Why, with your level of cultivation, you still want to cross the river to seize the treasure? Hmph, overestimate your strength, and be careful to throw your dog's life here." Seeing this, one of the casual cultivators guessed Qin Feng's intentions, and the corners of his eyebrows frowned. Picking up, a thick sarcasm appeared on his mouth.

Qin Feng just released the breath of the early Xuan level.

Unless the strength is higher than him, otherwise, it is impossible to see through his true cultivation.

There are only one or two people in the entire practice world who have this ability.

Even the two of them who were in the middle of the Xuan level retreated. You, an early Xuan level, still want to cross the river?Isn't this overreaching?
The other casual cultivator did not laugh along with him, but just smiled lightly and said: "The secret treasure is indeed very attractive, and I am not willing to leave here, but, there is only one life, and if there is no life, everything is vain. If you miss this time I believe there will be a next time, as long as you are still alive, you will always have a chance to get one or two secret treasures!"

"What are you talking about to this kind of ignorant guy? Let him die if you want to die? Let's go."

San Xiu, who was full of sarcasm, rolled his eyes, snorted coldly, passed Qin Feng, and walked straight out.

"Little brother, fate is in your own hands, don't be impulsive."

Sanxiu, who was pouring chicken soup, wanted to reach out and pat Qin Feng on the shoulder, but for some reason, when his palm was about to touch Qin Feng, he felt a kind of fear from the bottom of his heart.

The palm of my hand froze in the air, and I couldn't shoot anymore.

Fang Fu as long as the filming continues, he will die immediately.

The casual cultivator took a deep breath, retracted his arm stiffly, and didn't take the shot, he didn't dare.

He looked deeply at Qin Feng, as if he wanted to see something on the other's face.

However, he was disappointed.

Qin Feng's expression was indifferent, without any major emotional fluctuations, and the aura on his body was always at the beginning of the Xuan level.

No matter how you look at it, in the eyes of this casual practitioner, Qin Feng is a very simple practitioner.

The strong and terrifying sense of crisis just now can never come from him...

The casual cultivator glanced back at the dark river of Styx, his eyes were full of apprehension and joy.

He thought it should be the ominous beast from Styx staring at him just now, which made him feel so scared. Fortunately, he flinched, otherwise, he might become the ration of that ominous creature.

Under the urging sound of another casual cultivator, he suppressed the throbbing in his heart and hurriedly followed.

Soon, the figures of the two casual cultivators disappeared, leaving Qin Feng alone, staring at the thick gray-black mist churning on the river.

He made sure that the two casual cultivators were far away, and then slowly walked towards the Styx.

As he approached step by step, the aura of his body was also rising, and when he reached the river, he had already changed from a Xuan-level early stage to a Heaven-level Martial Master.

The terrifying Wu Zun's coercion stirred all directions, and the air around seemed to freeze at this moment.

The Styx River, which was originally dead and silent, also set off black waves, rushing backwards, as if wanting to stay away from the great terror of Qin Feng.

Qin Feng looked calmly at the Styx in front of him.

The Styx River, which is feared by others like a tiger, is not much different from ordinary rivers in his eyes.

With one step forward, the black river water, driven by an invisible force, condensed into a black lotus.

With one foot, it just stepped on the black lotus.

Blossoming black lotuses continued to spread towards the distance, like ghostly flowers blooming on the road of death.

Qin Feng stepped on the black lotus, like a divine mansion, quickly submerged in the gray-black mist...

On the other side of the Styx River is a strange stone forest.

The color of the strange rock is the same as the water of the Styx River, dark and eerie.

Each strange rock is about two meters high, like a standing black ghost, with a fierce aura, it seems that it will rush up at any time, beheading any outsider who dares to set foot on this land.

Qin Ruozhi and others were the first to cross the Styx River.

Eighteen female swordsmen are still alive, but they are in a bit of a mess. Many female swordsmen are dressed in rags, their blades are curled up, and they are breathing slightly, obviously after a hard fight.

They landed, and did not relax.

After crossing the Styx River, you should start to enter the core of the catacomb ruins, and the next danger will not be less than that of the Styx River.

Eighteen female swordsmen took out a high-grade Qi-returning pill one after another, took it directly, sat cross-legged on the river beach, closed their eyes and adjusted their breath, and seized the time to recover their strength.

Qin Ruozhi was only responsible for driving the ship, and the lost energy was immediately replenished by absorbing spirit stones.

She also maintains ample combat power.

While giving vigilance to the eighteen female swordsmen, she looked at the black and mysterious strange stone forest in front of her, her brows were slightly frowned, as if she was thinking about the next action plan.

About half an hour later, the eighteen female swordsmen opened their eyes one by one, and each of them was full of energy, returning to their peak state.

"Senior sister, do you see anything?"

A handsome female swordsman stepped forward, looking at the strange and gloomy black strange stone forest with serious eyes.

Qin Ruozhi shook her head: "I don't see any danger for the time being, I'm afraid I'll have to go in and try it out before I know."

After finishing speaking, she walked towards the strange stone forest.

"No." The handsome female swordsman hurriedly stopped Qin Ruozhi, and said seriously, "Senior sister, you can't take risks easily, I'll go."

"Xiao Yin, my strength is higher than yours. If there is any danger, my chances of escaping will be greater than yours... Well, stop talking, I have made up my mind, you guys rest here for a while, I will be right back .”

How could Qin Ruozhi let her junior sister go into danger?
In case there is any terrible danger, she is confident that she will escape unscathed.

But what about my junior sister?

If there is something wrong with the younger junior sister, she will feel guilty for the rest of her life, not only the younger junior junior sister, but none of the other seventeen junior junior sisters will be fine.

She had promised her master that she would definitely bring the eighteen junior sisters back to the sect intact.

Not one can be missing.

"Senior Sister, Junior Sister Xiao Yin, stop arguing... You can leave the job of probing to others."

At this time, a tall female swordsman spoke.

She turned her head to look at the dead Styx behind her, and faintly, a voice came from the gray-black mist.

There appeared to be a large group of people approaching the shore.

Qin Ruozhi also heard it.

Soon, other swordsmen heard it too.

Junior sister Yin's eyes lit up, she pulled Qin Ruozhi's sleeve and said happily, "Senior sister, the Pathfinder sent to the door is here, let's hide first?"

Qin Ruozhi thought for a while, nodded, and said, "Alright, let them test this stone forest first, let's hide there for now, Junior Sister Xiaogu, remember to clean up the traces so that no one will find out Our whereabouts."

"Don't worry, Senior Sister, you guys go first, and I'll finish it off."

The tall female swordsman named Xiaogu patted her slightly raised chest and replied confidently.

The 18 people quickly swept towards the reef group on the left and hid themselves. Junior Sister Xiaogu moved skillfully to clean up the traces.

She handled it professionally as if no one had ever been there.

As soon as she hid herself, seven or eight inflatable boats broke through the gray-black fog and rowed quickly towards the river beach.

"Hurry up, hurry up, we will reach the shore soon, work hard, row quickly..."

Dongfang Yu's voice conveyed both uncontrollable surprise and the joy of remaining alive after the catastrophe...