Chapter five hundred and eighty first do not fall into the sun
Once the demon comes out, there will be no demon in the world!
This is an extremely overbearing method. Xia Mang performed it. His black hair was scattered, his eyes were as dark as night, and his whole person seemed like a real demon, with a terrifying aura, and he attacked brazenly.
"So scary?!"
Rong Qian was horrified. He was frightened by Xia Mang's power. He didn't dare to hesitate at all and took action in a hurry.
At this moment, green light surged in front of him, and he condensed a green sword again, standing upright in front of him, hoping to block this extremely domineering technique.
But obviously, this is a useless effort. Under the slaying of demons, everything is useless. The green knife was defeated and turned into a rain of light and dissipated.
Rong Qian was so frightened that he was scared to death. He instinctively waved his arm to block, but Xia Mang's blow directly shattered his forearm, and a ball of blood exploded with a "puff".
"ah!……"
Rong Qian screamed and his forearm was shattered. He was in great pain, but he managed to escape with his life.
"Wutong Bone!" Xia Mang looked down at the screaming Rong Qian with an indifferent expression and asked for it directly.
"Delusion!" Rong Qian's face was pale and sweat was pouring from his forehead. It was obvious that he was in extreme pain, but he still did not bow his head and refused to hand over the other half of the Wutong bone.
Xia Mang stretched out his hand, clenched his fist, and was about to blow it down.
If this punch had really hit, Rong Qian would have definitely died.
Rong Qian was so horrified that he stood up, took out a long object, and threw it tremblingly at Xia Mang. At the same time, he ran away without looking back.
Xia Mang's eyes suddenly focused, and he was about to smash the long thing. At this moment, Mu Chu suddenly shouted: "No! That's... Wutong bone!"
Xia Mang froze, and quickly stopped his attack. At the same time, he reached out and grabbed the long object, and he breathed a sigh of relief when he found that it was indeed the other half of the sycamore bone.
Mu Chu hurriedly ran over and was relieved to see that Wutong's bones were intact. He looked towards the direction where Rongqian escaped, his face was a little heavy, and he said to himself: "Rongqian escaped, this time the trouble is big..."
Rong Qian is a disciple of Kurong Dao. If he goes back to bring reinforcements, it will be in trouble. Even the Nanzhao government may not be able to protect them and they will be robbed.
"What a clown, what a shame."
Xia Mang didn't take it seriously. He had already killed Ku Ming and just now killed another person. He also snatched the Wutong bone and smashed Rong Qian's forearm. It could be said that he had offended Rong Qian to death. If we meet again in the future, It must be a life-or-death situation, but he is calm and not worried.
Because for him, Rongqian was far from a formidable enemy. In fact, he had a chance to kill Rongqian just now, but a mistake in his mind allowed Rongqian to find a chance to escape.
"Rongqian is a disciple of Kurong Dao!" Mu Chu frowned and reminded Xia Mang, "Aren't you afraid that the strong men of Kurong Dao will come to seek revenge?"
Mu Chu didn't know how powerful Kurong Dao was, but such an ancient force must have extremely terrifying background. Even if it only revealed the tip of the iceberg, it would not be something they could fight against.
"Rongqian does not represent the entire Kurong Road!"
Xia Mang smiled, handed the remaining half of the Wutong bone to Mu Chu, and said, "Take it back to Nanzhao Mansion and give it to Nianchu."
He wanted to rush to the Seventy-Two Cave, and he was already here. If he went back, it would be too time-consuming and not cost-effective. It was better to hand it over to Mu Chu and let him hand it over to Xue Nianchu, which would help him fulfill his past vows. .
"You won't go back?"
Mu Chu was stunned for a moment, then realized what he was doing, frowned and asked, "Where are you going?"
Xia Mang would definitely not go deep into Qifeng Valley for no reason, he must have another purpose.
"Jiujixieyue." Xia Mang said.
"Nine Extreme Evil Mountains?" Mu Chu's figure trembled, and he said in shock: "You want to go to the Seventy-Two Cave?"
Xia Mang nodded.
"Are you crazy?"
Mu Chu was shocked. Obviously he also knew the horror of the Seventy-Two Cave. He stared at Xia Mang and said in a deep voice: "That place is dangerous, treacherous and terrifying. If you enter it, you will die. Even if you are lucky enough to survive, it will be extremely difficult to come out again."
, why do you want to take such a big risk?"
Although he and Xia Mang didn't deal with each other because of Xue Nianchu's incident, Xia Mang saved his life today. Naturally, he didn't want to watch Xia Mang go to Jiujixie Mountain to die.
"Someone told me that there is a relatively complete phoenix heart bone deep in Jiujixie Mountain." Xia Mang glanced at him and said.
"Phoenix Heart Bone?!" Mu Chu's body shook violently, "Really?"
He obviously also knew the importance of Phoenix Heart and Bone to Xue Nianchu.
Xia Mang nodded and said: "I went to the Seventy-Two Cave not only for the Phoenix Heart Bone, but also for other things. I really can't get away, so I can only trouble you to bring the Wutong Bone to Nianchu."
Mu Chu fell silent. After a moment, he took the Wutong bone from Xia Mang, turned around and walked back the way he came.
After walking a few steps, he suddenly stopped, looked at Xia Mang and said, "Don't die so soon. I don't want to have to collect your body when I get to Jiujixie Mountain!"
After speaking, he strode away and was soon submerged in the red sycamore forest.
Xia Mang was startled, a flash of light flashed in his eyes, and said to himself: "This Mu Chu... is not bad."
He did not stay in Qifeng Valley for long. He glanced at the unconscious guy and without paying much attention, he set off directly across Qifeng Valley.
In the days that followed, he crossed Fengyu Cliff, lived in Feng Valley, climbed mountains and ridges, and went through countless hardships and crossed thousands of mountains.
By the time he stood on the edge of Qianshan Mountain, half a month had passed.
He was dusty and weathered, but his eyes were extremely bright, staring at the huge canyon in front of him.
This is the Xianxian Gorge, also known as the "Sun Never Sets Gorge"!
In the heart of the canyon, there is a bright purple sun hanging. This sun is extremely strange and will never fall. The purple light shines brightly in the canyon.
“The sun never sets in the Gorge!”
Xia Mang's pupils exploded with light, "When you cross it, you will reach Jiujixie Mountain and the seventy-two caves..."
He looked ahead, where there was a purple sun hanging, eternal and brilliant, illuminating a line of gorges.
The purple sun flies in the sky, never falls, never goes out, never goes out, just like a true divine sun that never falls, dispelling darkness and shining for eternity!
In fact, "The Sun Never Sets Gorge" is named after this.
The Sun Never Sets Gorge is the edge of Jiujixie Mountain, and it is also the last pass for Xia Mang to enter the Seventy-Two Cave.
Xia Mang rose up and floated in the sky, trying to cross the Sun Never Sets Gorge.
"Chi!"
The moment he soared into the air, a ray of golden sword light suddenly appeared, slashing from below. It was so sharp that it almost cut through the void and hit Xia Mang directly.
"Is there anyone?!"
Xia Mang was suddenly frightened. He took action almost instinctively, waving his fist to meet the attack. A silver-white dragon shadow roared, surged out, and hit the golden sword light head-on.
But this sword light is so sharp, as bright as the sun, extremely dazzling, as if it can penetrate all obstacles, it is extremely frightening!
This is unparalleled sharpness!
The silver-white dragon was split apart in an instant, and the fist collapsed. Xia Mang was frightened and could only retreat to avoid the golden light and returned to the front of the canyon.
"Tick tock!"
Xia Mang's fist was bleeding.
The back of his hand was actually scratched by the golden sword light, and blood seeped out. Xia Mang's expression became serious, and he muttered to himself: "What a sharp sword!"