Beyond the square pool that is confined to the yin qi, look deep into this bright and pure space, on one side, there are rows of transparent boxes placed in layers, the boxes are large and small, round and square, and the corpses of demon beasts of different races are stored inside, some are complete, and some are just a part.

There are some boxes next to each of them, each with a long-necked bottle, the bottle is a red, gold or silver liquid, with Lin Qianlan's eyesight, these bottles are filled with the essence blood of people or demon beasts.

In front of these boxes, there are two black stone platforms, on which there are many and orderly places of various utensils that are not recognized, such as magic weapons, elixir beast eggs, etc., and more are unrecognizable utensils, only from the aura fluctuations on the top to know that it is a magic weapon.

Not being able to recognize what it was didn't prevent her from thinking about what the place was for.

It has to do with making the shells of those immortal servants.

On the other side, there were two tall bone walls made of the bones of unknown creatures, and from the bone walls stretched out hundreds of mist-like chains, each with a divine soul locked at the other end.

Most of the divine souls are as light as a wisp of smoke, but the depths are different, all of them are cultivated to be below the Yuan Infant, some are much more condensed, and there are a few immortal souls that are as solid as real people.

There are more souls locked on a bone wall, and all of them have empty eyes and little movement, which is a sign of loss of sanity.

On the other bone wall, there were fewer souls locked, but they were still sane and had different expressions. The prohibition around the bone wall was soundproofed, and seeing the spirits' struggle to break free from the chains seemed to hear the sound of chains clashing.

Silently, but it makes the emotions of these spirits clearer, dazed, fearful, angry, sad, and so on.

Against the backdrop of these bloody and shady backgrounds, Lin Qianlan finally looked at Duan Xiu like a psychopath.

The cultivator's cultivation is to become an immortal and immortal, she can't see what these artificial races have to do with immortality, and if she does these things that are against the way of heaven, it is estimated that it is hopeless to become an immortal, and nine times out of ten she will die directly under the next thunder tribulation.

It would be reasonable to find out that these artificial races were to grab cultivation resources for him, from what she saw in the various palaces of the Immortal Palace, as well as the rich immortal aura here, Duan Xiu did not lack cultivation resources at all, and as far as she knew, in addition to robbing some demon beasts outside, the Chengyun Immortal Sect was not only robbing some demon beasts, but then scattering immortal spirit stones everywhere, which had nothing to do with grabbing cultivation resources.

It is not good for Cheng Xian at all, and he is burdened with a lot of cause and effect, and there is really only the reason that Duan Xiu is a neuropath.

Duan Xiu stopped in front of Fang Chi and nodded at her, "There are only two of you who come here." ”

It means that there are only two living outsiders who come here, she and Tu Baiyue. Lin Qianlan didn't feel that it was an honor, but she didn't know the real purpose of Duan Xiu leading her here, "I believe it." ”

Because the reaction of those souls who still had their sanity confirmed Duan Xiu's words.

Those spirits should be able to see the outside, staring at her and Tu Baiyue, there are several more emotions, and they can know the meaning they express by looking at their mouths and demeanors, some begging for her, some sneering at her with schadenfreude, some jealous of why she is alive, and some scolding her for being in the same stream.

"How many demons have died at your hands than here?"

Lin Qianlan calmly looked at the spirits who were begging or cursing her, "There are more than here." ”

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