Ten years passed in a blink of an eye, followed by the second decade, followed by the third decade, and Zhao Yanjing was meditating there quietly, with a thick layer of dust already piled up on his body.

At the same time, it didn't seem to have the slightest breath, as if it was a clay puppet, and suddenly, the eyes opened suddenly, the turbidity dissipated, and the clarity returned, and then the surrounding dust crumbled, and the vitality slowly recovered.

It's just that at this time, I looked around again, where was the Golden Spirit Palace, and I saw that there was actually an underground dark world around it, with dry corpses lying on the ground, and broken weapons everywhere?

These weapons are not only swords, but also towers, and you can see at a glance that these are all magic weapons.

Zhao Yanjing looked around, but found that the surroundings were endless, all of them were such corpses and broken magic weapons, endless, and there was no edge in sight.

Hundreds of thousands, millions, tens of millions, or even hundreds of millions; where did so many cultivators come from? Could it be that these are the original cultivators of the earth?

It's just that from their costumes, Zhao Yanjing can't deduce which dynasty they are, but with so many cultivators, they definitely don't exist in the last thousand years.

Most likely, it was a monk who existed in ancient times, and at worst, it should be the period of the gods.

Looking at the ancient pagoda in front of him, Zhao Yanjing couldn't help but reach out to get it, however, as soon as he touched it, the next moment the ancient pagoda collapsed and turned into dust in an instant.

That is, the moment when you touch the ancient tower and collapse, under the chain reaction of the ancient tower and collapse, whether it is a corpse or a variety of weapons around, it instantly collapses continuously.

Not only that, but even the storage bag on the cultivator's body collapsed in an instant, leaving basically nothing but dust on the ground.

Looking at the endless underground world, Zhao Yanjing couldn't help but fall into deep thought, but he didn't mean to stay here for a long time, but continued to walk forward.

Although the darkness was boundless, Zhao Yanjing's blood corpse body still had some advantages, at least the darkness in front of him could not block his vision.

Soon he discovered a huge peak, hundreds of feet high, and it looked like it was shining with blood, and there seemed to be living beings.

Such a strange place is full of dangers, but Zhao Yanjing has no choice at this time, because at this time he doesn't know if he is still in the illusion, and there is no way to get out.

However, when he came to the bottom of the mountain, he was horrified to find that the mountain was full of corpses, and the blood had eaten away at the whole mountain, turning the whole mountain red with blood.

In front of him at this time was a cave, and in front of the cave was a huge stone monument.

There are some blood-colored words on the stele, which looks like ghost paintings, and constantly emits a trace of blood light, which looks extremely weird.

Zhao Yanjing was sure that he didn't know the words on it, but when he looked at the stone tablet, he found that he knew all the words, and it felt as if he should know them.

Once there is no intention to think of evil, there is obsession and tyrannical life; there is no way of the mind, there is no hole, and the thought of extreme evil is only evil.

There is evil spirit and evil courage in it, and the gods, demons, and monsters all retreat; immortals, Buddhas, Taoists, and Confucianism all descend to say wrong to anyone with positive pressure.

Evil qi becomes a demon and does not reincarnate, and a righteous heart does not enter the Tao; a thought becomes a Buddha and a demon, and the electric mind crosses the world.

Weak rats are timid and extinguish reincarnation, Kunpeng covers the sky and has no air, countless ants destroy and decay, and wild bees continue to die in vain.

Who says right and wrong, who says life and death, who says this life, who says reincarnation?

These words are on the stele, but they exude incomparably evil, bloody, and ferocious; just the blood stains emitted by the stele make Zhao Yanjing's hair stand on end all over his body!

"Poof..."

The next moment, Zhao Yanjing took dozens of steps back, his face was full of disbelief, and at the same time, his face was pale, and a mouthful of blood spit out.

He had a feeling in his heart that if he continued to stay here, he might go mad and die in the next moment.

According to Zhao Yanjing's calculations, this should be an extremely powerful cultivator cemetery, and it should also be an evil cultivator, but with his current strength, he doesn't even have the qualifications to enter the door.

Thinking of this, Zhao Yanjing didn't dare to stay at all, and immediately stayed away from this evil blood mountain as quickly as possible.

In this way, after a full month, Zhao Yanjing saw a hundred zhang mountain peaks from a distance.

It's just that this mountain peak is shining brightly, and a five-color circle of light envelops it, and the aura it exudes is sacrosanct, and Zhao Yanjing, who is actually pressed several miles away, is out of breath.

He had a feeling that if he continued to get closer, his body would be wiped out in an instant.

"One flower, one world, one grass, one world. ”

However, at this moment, a burst of fairy sounds came, but the next moment Zhao Yanjing's face turned pale, and then a mouthful of blood spit out, and his body flew upside down for dozens of meters.

He didn't come closer, and this was not the mountain's active attack, but the power made him almost die without a place to be buried.

Zhao Yanjing's eyes were full of horror, and he didn't want to get up immediately and leave this area as fast as possible.

He felt that if he continued to stay here, he would definitely die without a place to be buried.

After a few counts, another mountain peak appeared in front of Zhao Ying, but this mountain peak is surrounded by immortal qi, it seems to be a certain immortal cave?

As soon as Zhao Yanjing wanted to get closer, he felt a palpitation, and the next moment, he didn't want to retreat immediately.

And when he retreated, that feeling disappeared without a trace, and in this case, Zhao Yanjing was relieved.

But there is no doubt that he will definitely not be able to get closer.

was extremely helpless in his heart, but Zhao Yanjing could only turn around and leave, even if this was a great opportunity, he did not have the ability to take this opportunity.

At this moment, a gust of wind struck, but Zhao Yanjing felt the pain of Ling Chi in his body, and a gust of wind almost wiped him out.

However, what he didn't expect in the next moment was that the yin wind passed, and the entire Xianjia Cave Mansion immediately shook, and the next moment it was actually wiped out in the yin wind, and then nothing was left.

"Goo-dong!"

Zhao Yanjing swallowed a mouthful of spit fiercely, and then his face turned pale and he didn't want to think about it, so he immediately pulled out his legs and ran.

His speed was very fast, almost reaching the limit, but even then, the yin wind followed, and its speed was only a little slower than his.

In this open field, the speed of the yin wind will only get faster and faster, and it will be a matter of time before it catches him.

The best way is to find a few shades and reduce the speed of the yin peak.

With a flash of inspiration in his mind, Zhao Yanjing thought of the Buddha Mountain and the Blood Mountain; with the ability of those two mountains, he could resist it; in this way, he could be regarded as avenging a small revenge for himself just now.

Thinking of this, Zhao Yanjing couldn't help but speed up by three points, and soon he saw that kind of Foshan.

The yin wind just approached, and the Buddha Mountain immediately emitted infinite Buddha light, and then a bottle of Buddha rose to the sky, full of glow, and the yin wind confronted.

It's just that what Zhao Yanjing didn't expect was that although the Buddha was powerful, it blocked a few breaths, and then the yin wind passed, and the entire Buddha Mountain was wiped out in an instant.

Zhao Yanjing was frightened when he saw this situation, what power that immortal mountain was Zhao Yanjing didn't know, but this Foshan Mountain was separated by a few miles, so Zhao Yanjing vomited blood and flew upside down, but under this yin wind, he actually held a few breaths.

What exactly is this yin wind?

At this point, he didn't have time to explore, but ran as fast as he could, and if the mountain of blood only blocked a few breaths, then he would definitely be dead.

However, what Zhao Yanjing didn't expect was that the Blood Mountain didn't have the slightest reaction in the face of the Yin Wind, but just like that, the Yin Wind didn't destroy the Blood Mountain in an instant.

This made him see a glimmer of hope, and he couldn't help but stop and look, if he didn't guess wrong, there must be something in this blood mountain that could resist the existence of the yin wind.

This is what Zhao Yanjing didn't expect next, under the attack of the yin wind, the size of the blood mountain is getting smaller and smaller, and it is actually being rapidly dissolved.

This time, Zhao Yanjing was startled, but at this time, when he saw the irresistible blood mountain, there was a fierce look in his eyes, not only did he not run away immediately, but rushed forward directly.

Coming to the side of the blood-colored stele, Zhao Yanjing directly picked up the stele and threw it into the storage bag;

At this time, the blood mountain is completely vulnerable against the yin wind, and it should be no problem to get the stone tablet away at this time.

The idea was good, but the next moment he was stunned, because he used all his strength, there was no way to shake the stone tablet in the slightest, it felt like the stone tablet and the blood mountain were integrated, and Zhao Yanjing's ability couldn't get it away at all.

However, what he didn't expect in the next moment was that Yin Feng's offensive suddenly accelerated, and then the entire blood mountain was wiped out in an instant, and the stone tablet in his hand could not escape the doom of annihilation?

But at this moment, the strange blood-colored words on the stone tablet suddenly came to life, and then turned into an evil youth;

Without the slightest fluctuation, the yin wind stopped in astonishment, but the next moment the evil young man also seemed to have exhausted everything, and instantly turned into nothingness.

But at this moment, a new word actually condensed out of the void, and then rushed into Zhao Yanjing's body, a terrifying fluctuation filled Zhao Yanjing's body, and then countless runes surged towards his soul.

He found himself in the middle of a battlefield at this moment, countless cultivators fighting in the void, corpses and magic weapons falling as if rain, and countless souls were wiped out in an instant.

Higher up, three figures stood in the air, one was an evil youth, one was an old man wearing a robe of the fairy wind Dao bones, and the other was an old monk covered in light.

It seemed that the three of them felt something, and they all looked at Zhao Yanjing, and at that moment, Zhao Yanjing felt that he was like a drop of water in the sea, incomparably small.