His long blood-colored hair trembled like aquatic plants, and his eyes were full of murderous intent.

The appearance of this person brought Zhang Heng an unprecedented sense of crisis.

After he appeared, all the other Yin spirits left, and they didn't dare to stay here at all.

"Ghosts and gods appear, I'm not an opponent!" Zhang Heng's expression was solemn, the Yin Soul cultivated to Jindan, it is the so-called ghost god, they will have a little thinking ability, but their IQ is not high, and they can only do things by instinct.

Everything in his previous life has nothing to do with them, even if he was a great good person in the past, it won't help.

At the moment of life and death, Zhang Heng did not hesitate, he directly took out the Thunderbolt Pill from the storage bag and threw it directly.

I didn't look at the result, I spurted blood from my mouth, but I performed the blood escape technique, and I jumped out hundreds of meters away in the blink of an eye!

Bang!

There was a terrifying loud bang behind him, and the Thunderbolt Pill he had obtained from Danqiu was used in this situation.

The Thunderbolt Pill, which was comparable to Jindan's blow, caused some trouble to the ghost god after the explosion, but it couldn't hurt him anything.

The blood of the ghosts and gods danced wildly, and an angry roar came out of their mouths, but they flew like the wind, chasing Zhang Heng's footsteps, and everywhere they passed, all the ghosts retreated, and they didn't dare to meet him at all.

Zhang Heng had a feeling that a sharp sword seemed to be hanging over his head, which could be cut off at any time.

He didn't look back, he just used all his skills to cast the most powerful escape method he could think of, which was worthy of distancing himself from the ghosts and gods.

After about an hour of chase, the feeling of danger gradually dissipated.

Zhang Heng stopped his steps, his face pale, and he gasped for breath.

He looked back and saw that the ghosts and gods had not come after him.

Could it be that you got rid of him?

Zhang Heng thought for a moment and dispelled this thought, there is no such good thing in the world.

Sure enough, he looked up and saw that it was another strange dead place.

It looked like a valley, and there was no sound around it.

"Where is this?"

Zhang Heng opened the map and looked for information about this place.

He wanted to go to the place before, but he couldn't get there, he was chased by ghosts, he had already deviated from the direction, and after confirming it for a long time, he finally found his location.

"Mystic Valley?"

Zhang Heng frowned, and there was no detailed information about this place even on the map.

It's just that the history of this place is long and it is no longer possible to test, and in the past, there were heterogeneous figures of the Danding faction who practiced here, and rarely had contact with the outside world.

"This is the Dan Tomb, how can a normal person practice in this environment?" Zhang Heng looked into the distance, seeing that it was dim, and he was faintly uneasy.

He returned in the direction he had come, and had not walked long before suddenly he saw the shadow of blood in the mist.

Sure enough, the blood-haired ghost god was standing on the edge, staring at him coldly.

If Zhang Heng dares to go out, it will definitely be a dead end!

In other words, now he was forced to go to Liangshan and had to move forward, Zhang Heng had no choice but to retreat and move towards the depths of the mysterious valley.

Walking alone, he was very slow, paying attention to everything around him, because where even the ghosts and gods did not dare to enter, there would be a greater danger, and he had to concentrate on it and put all his mind here.

After walking about five kilometers along the valley mouth, the road under Zhang Heng's feet suddenly became soft, and the soles of his feet were even slightly sunken, he raised his feet and saw that the soles of his shoes were stained with gray-white powder.

"What is this?" Zhang Heng frowned, squatted down to observe a little, and there was no specific eyebrows, he took a few steps forward, but he felt a cold feeling.

Based on his strengthened physical condition, he could feel the cold qi, which meant that the yin qi here was extremely heavy.

Hey?

A few more steps, Zhang Heng stepped on something, making a cracking sound, he looked down and saw that it was actually a dry hand bone, which had weathered with the passage of time, and was stepped on by him and cracked into gray-white powder.

Zhang Heng realized that where he had come, the gray-white on the ground was not soil, but ashes, no wonder he was very soft when he stepped on it......

There were many bones in the soil, most of them had been shattered into powder, and a few still had remains, and it was from this ubiquitous ashes that Yin Qi emanated.

"This is a real graveyard!"

Zhang Heng walked the world, and naturally saw countless killings, this kind of scene did not make him feel afraid, but it produced some associations.

According to the map, there is a different kind of monk here who is cultivating, but what he is practicing, but he is vague, could it be that it has something to do with these bones?

"The yin aura in this place is soaring, much richer than the Dan tomb, the ghosts and gods probably think that there is some terrifying existence in it, so they instinctively stopped their pace...... "Zhang Heng finally knew why the ghosts and gods didn't dare to come in, like the beasts, the ghosts and gods also have their own domains, and the yin qi in this valley is so strong, I'm afraid that he will have a certain misunderstanding, thinking that there are more powerful ghosts and gods inhabiting here."

However, it's hard to say, maybe there are really ghosts and gods here?

It's also possible that the guy outside is just suspicious, but not sure, so letting Zhang Heng come in first can be regarded as a temptation.

All kinds of speculations poured into his mind, and Zhang Heng's pace did not stop, but continued to move forward.

The further you go, the more dry bones there are, and all of them are human bones, dense, and everywhere, most of them have decayed, and if you step lightly, they will turn into ashes.

The power of time is enough to annihilate everything, no matter how powerful these people were in life, they are just dry bones after death.

Zhang Heng found a few complete bones, but his face was solemn, this is the bones of the Yuan Infant Monk, after so many years, it has not completely decayed!

And by this time, he had already entered the depths of the valley.

Just ahead, a building appeared, which was supposed to be the cave of the alien monks.

Most of the houses have collapsed, and they have become broken by the power of the years, and by chance I saw a few well-preserved houses, Zhang Heng looked from the outside, but found that there were many bone remains hanging from the bluestone walls.

There are also some human skins spread on the ground, but now they have also been weathered, if it weren't for Zhang Heng's knowledge, I'm afraid he wouldn't be able to recognize them.

"That so-called monk seems to be doing some kind of experiment with human corpses......"

Zhang Heng guessed as he walked to another place.

There was a complete cell here, and it did not collapse with the passage of time, Zhang Heng pushed the door in, and a rotten breath came to his nose, and when the breath dissipated, he walked in and saw many iron fences.

In this iron fence, there are corpses and bones, most of them struggling frantically before dying, holding the iron railing in their hands, as if they want to rush out.

There are also people whose skulls are broken and fall to the wall, which should be unbearable and break on their own.

Zhang Heng walked to a cell and saw a place of dry bones, this person left a line of words before he died, deep in the bluestone slab.

"Gu Tong, I have a big hatred in this life, a big hatred, if I can get out, nine days and ten earths, and I will not die with it!"

Gu Tong?

That's probably the name of the alien monk.

Zhang Heng's face was ugly, it turned out that this person didn't just make a fuss about the corpses of dead people, but actually imprisoned living people, what was he doing?

And it can be seen that most of these living corpses are well preserved, and they should be not low in cultivation during their lifetime, so he spent a lot of effort to build this cell, and prohibitions are depicted on every bluestone, which is not only hard, but also durable.

Otherwise, wouldn't it be easy for these people to escape from prison?

That's why, years later, the other buildings have collapsed, but the cells are still intact.

No matter from which point of view, this alien monk named Gu Tong has a bit of a perverted meaning.

However, Zhang Heng guessed that he might have a purpose, otherwise why bother with such a lot of effort? Is it just for the sake of torturing and killing people? Cultivators rarely do such a thankless task.

Zhang Heng inspected the entire cell, and many of them left words before their deaths, mostly hateful words, and some people were terrified.

In the corner cell, Zhang Heng saw a key word.

"Puppet!"

Zhang Heng muttered a few words, and vaguely guessed something, and at this time, a dangerous aura suddenly hit.

His expression changed drastically, and he turned around and threw a punch.

"Who's it!" ()

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