After crossing over, he has no taboos among the zombies.

"Tsk tsk tsk, oh, that's too tragic." Qin He stopped as he passed by, looked at the corpses lying around, and shook his head.

Those who are clearly the target of concentrated fire but still take the initiative to snatch the Mo Ling Fruit are either young and inexperienced or extremely confident in their abilities in a certain area.

But judging from the results, some died and some escaped, and neither of them got anything good.

The one who actually took away the Mo Ling Fruit is the master.

No one knows who took it away. They must have used some secret method to blend in with the crowd.

"Burned."

Qin He waved his sleeves, and suddenly several fireballs hit the corpse, igniting a raging fire.

This is just an ordinary flame blessed by true energy. Although it is very fierce, it will not attract attention.

After doing all this, Qin He continued to chase forward.

The Black Wind Mountains stretch out like a single mountain, but in fact it is a huge mountain range.

The area within hundreds of miles is mysterious and unpredictable.

The fruit-hunting team kept splitting up. Hundreds of people entered, but it was like a drop in the ocean, without causing any waves.

Not long after, Qin He's group lost their "companion". Fan Gu, the leader, stopped at a stone wall and landed on the ground.

This is a cliff, and below it is a mountain stream of unknown depth. It is shrouded in heavy fog, like an abyss.

After the five of them gathered, Fan Gu said, "From here on, we can only walk. Everyone, be alert and be careful." He then said to Qin He, "Brother Wei, you're new here, so be extra careful. Stay close to us. If you get lost, it will be extremely difficult to find your way back."

After saying this, he jumped down from the stone wall and disappeared into the heavy mist below.

Seeing this, Mo Fan, Tian Zizhen and Huo Dongming followed closely behind.

Qin He looked around and found that a faint murderous intent was emerging nearby, which made the hairs on his body stand up slightly.

Not far away, a few broken bones indicate that there is an invisible "road" here.

One wrong step and there is no recovery.

Without hesitation, Qin He also jumped into the deep ravine and sank.

The depth was deeper than Qin He had expected. It took him a full cup of tea to reach the ground.

Fan Gu had lit a dim lamp without knowing when.

The light was as small as a bean, and was covered with skin on all sides. The light seemed very dim, but it had the effect of breaking through the fog and illuminating the area within two meters around it.

It’s two meters away, which doesn’t look big, but it’s enough.

Panshe Stream Panshe Stream, the so-called stream, is a valley sandwiched between two walls, with walls a thousand feet high, with only front and back, no left and right.

Once attacked in this kind of terrain, there is nowhere to hide and you can only endure it.

Just as Qin He had this thought, there was a "buzzing" sound, and the air suddenly vibrated slightly. His eardrums suddenly felt like they were being pressed by something, causing a slight sting.

"Get out of the way, stick to the side!"

Fan Gu's face changed and he shouted hurriedly.

"Wind Blade!"

Mo Fan, Tian Zizhen and Huo Dongming's expressions changed drastically, and they immediately moved close to the cliff.

Qin He followed suit and did as he was told.

The next moment, an extremely sharp wind blade split the heavy fog, coming from afar in an instant and disappearing on the other side.

The speed was as fast as a mountain top and the edge was as sharp as a knife, which made Qin He's face hurt.

Although Fan Gu and others had described to him how powerful the gale was on Black Wind Mountain before he came, he was still shocked when he saw it with his own eyes.

This mountain stream is not a mountain stream at all, it's simply the groove of a guillotine.

A wind blade, comparable to a blow from a powerful warrior from the Divine Bridge.

Although the wind blade was strengthened due to the terrain, it was still amazing enough.

If you are not careful, the whole team will be wiped out in an instant!

"Be careful, the mountain stream wind blades are extremely powerful. We must pass quickly, otherwise we will have to endure it head-on." Fan Gu said to Qin He, and then said to Mo Fan: "Brother Mo, it's your turn."

Mo Fan nodded. He slapped the storage bag at his waist, and a black shield suddenly appeared in the wind, stretching across the valley. He said, "This shield is made from a piece of dragon scale. As long as enough energy is injected into it, it can withstand the wind blade's attack. If we are attacked by the wind blade later, you must fight to the death. Otherwise, if the shield is broken, there is no chance of survival for us."

"I understand." Qin He nodded, and it was obvious that he was talking to himself.

"Fellow Daoist Huo." Fan Gu looked at Huo Dongming again.

Huo Dongming flicked his hand casually, and immediately two palm-sized geckos landed not far ahead, crawling quickly forward to explore the way ahead.

"go!"

Seeing this, Fan Gu called out.

Mo Fan was in front, and the others were following behind, advancing quickly in the mountain stream.

The atmosphere was somewhat tense, and the expressions of the five people, except Qin He, were extremely solemn.

Mo Fan was even more worried, "Don't let Feng Ren come~Don't let Feng Ren come~"

"Buzz! Buzz!"

However, what are you afraid of?

There were two consecutive tremors in front of me, and the pain in my eardrums came again, and it was obviously more severe than before.

"Oh no, two...two!"

"It's a stacked blade, very close together, it's fatal!"

“Fight till death!!”

Everyone's faces turned pale and they screamed in surprise.