Chapter 69 Into the Well

This is a basin, seemingly ordinary, and no more than a hundred feet in circumference. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 infoBut if you look closely, you will find that this place is completely alive. There is a huge handprint on the basin, and although I don't know how many years have passed, the giant handprint still invisibly reveals a domineering aura. In the palm of his hand, there is a dry well, the mouth of the dry well is dilapidated, and the gravel lies aside. There is an inexplicable air flow in the dry well, it is a destructive breath, it is dead air!

The reason why this place is so alive may be because of this dead air!

Volleying above the basin, staring at the big handprint, Yang Yuanhao was obviously surprised, I don't know who this is, but I think it is a powerful person. Looking at the position of this handprint, it seems that it was taken for the sake of the ruined well.

This dilapidated dry well made Yang Yuanhao, who was even above the volley, feel a kind of palpitation, what was in this well that could release such a rich dead air, and it was even more worthy of a powerful person to suppress it!

Looking at the dead air that permeated the basin, Yang Yuanhao couldn't help but shudder.

Death Qi, the opposite of the essence of heaven and earth, is a kind of destructive meaning, but for some reason, the power of heaven and earth allows such things to exist that disobey themselves. Dead air can block all life, and "life" in front of it may be the best tonic. If a cultivator has a mass of dead qi in his body and does not eradicate it immediately, then he will be left with a dark disease, and it will be difficult to improve his cultivation at the least. The most important thing is that the vitality is gone, and the longevity is gone. Moreover, it is extremely difficult to eradicate dead air.

However, there are also this group of cultivators who rely on death qi to cultivate, because it is this death qi that they are majoring in!

The cultivation path of this kind of cultivator is much more difficult than that of ordinary cultivators, and even the advancement of the Yuan Beast is probably much simpler than it. Every time they advance, they will devour a large amount of dead qi as the power to break through. But, how terrible is the death gas? Devouring dead qi is undoubtedly a rhythm of death-seeking, and even at the moment of swallowing, there is no dead qi engulfed, leaving nothing. But once they are successfully promoted, then there is an invincible existence in the same rank, and even skipping challenges in front of them is a common thing. With the blessing of death, they can't help but be jealous. And this kind of cultivator who cultivates death qi is called by people, dead man!

For death, most people don't want to have too much intersection with it. After all, one carelessness is the death of Huangquan.

"It's the well." Xi Mingzhi's eyes lit up, staring downward. "Let's go, let's go down."

Looking at Xi Mingzhi, who was about to fall down, Yang Yuanhao didn't speak, but just condensed the vitality in his palms and threw a ball of vitality towards the basin.

The vitality mass fell, overtook Xi Mingzhi, who was about to leave, and shot towards the basin with a sharp force. But at the moment when the energy mass approached the basin......

Laugh at!

The vitality mass dimmed for a moment, and then collapsed at the moment when it was about to fall in the basin.

Seeing this scene, Xi Mingzhi's body froze, and his face was surprised.

"That's, dead air." Xi Mingzhi's gaze froze suddenly. In Fang Cai, he was completely attracted to the ancient well, and he didn't care about this destructive power at all. As a powerhouse of the sixth rank of the Venerable Body Realm, he naturally knew the terrifying nature of this dead qi.

When Yang Yuanhao looked at the basin again, he was stunned. Next to the dry well, a man in a fiery red robe, his shawl roared, and the spiritual light in his hand danced, as if he was a copyist. However, in the next second of his roar, a monstrous giant palm slapped down from the void, slapping the man into the well alive, and letting him roar and struggle, to no avail.

"What's wrong?" A voice woke Yang Yuanhao up, and it was Xi Mingzhi's puzzled eyes, Yang Yuanhao frowned slightly, could it be that Xi Mingzhi didn't see that scene just now?

Airplanes.

A spiritual light entered the eyes, and when I looked at it, I saw Xi Mingzhi holding a box in the palm of his hand, the box was simple and ordinary, the box was engraved with Taoist patterns, and those lines were connected together, if the winding mountain road, there was a high mountain along the mountain road, and there was a figure standing on the high mountain, I don't know if it was a man or a woman, but Yang Yuanhao had a feeling, lonely, lonely.

"Hmph, it turns out that the old guy gave me this, and the role is here!"

Before Xi Mingzhi came to the Wasteland, the master of the Ming Hall handed over this thing to Xi Mingzhi, but he didn't tell him what it did, just said that when he encountered danger, he could just cross the vitality into it, which made Xi Mingzhi can't help but start a dry fire.

But just now, the box in the space storage bag suddenly heated up.

When Xi Mingzhi was about to cross into the box, the box suddenly levitated, Ling was above the two of them, and with a trembling "buzz", he cast a light shield and led the two of them down.

When the mask entered the dead air, the mask was visibly dimmed, and then returned to normal. At this time, looking at the incomparably rich dead air around him, Xi Mingzhi understood why no one coveted this place, and only people like that old guy dared to break into this place. Although I don't know how the old guy entered this place at that time, and left safely and took the creation with him, Xi Mingzhi was really lucky, glad that the old guy came out safely and didn't know how to get this box, otherwise he could only sigh at this time.

Xi Mingzhi is right, it is indeed because of the strong dead air here, so many people have to take a detour. However, what he guessed wrong was that the old guy did not want his life for the sake of cultivation, but for a series of reasons, he was able to leave peacefully and take creation with him.

Airplanes.

The reticle descends very slowly, and with each minute of penetration, the dead air doubles and the mask dims. When the footprints of the two stepped on the ground of the basin, the surrounding dead qi churned strongly, turning into fierce tigers and pounced towards the light mask. However, every time the tiger turned into a dead qi pounced on the light mask, it would dissipate instantly, and it could not hurt the light mask in the slightest.

Yang Yuanhao looked up at the suspended box, and was surprised, what is the origin of this box? Death can't hurt a bit. Then, he looked at the ancient well, which was only a few steps away from him, and walked away.

Rumble!

The moment he took this first step, the surrounding dead qi gathered, flipped in mid-air, and finally transformed into a huge face. The huge face was angry, as if stepping into the place had violated its authority.

"Die."

The giant face opened his mouth and spat out a word. The words turned into bursts of sound waves, constantly bombarding the light mask.

Click!

Burst......

Under the bombardment of the sound waves of dead air, the light of the light mask was extremely dim, and finally it was bombarded with a crack, and the light mask was shocked, and Yang Yuanhao and the others were affected, and they both spurted out mouthfuls of blood.

Suffered!

Xi Mingzhi secretly said, when the light mask is broken, the lives of the two may not be guaranteed. Thinking of this, Xi Mingzhi's palm gray vitality flowed, and then he pointed to the box.

Buzzing.

The box trembled, absorbing Xi Mingzhi's vitality, and the mask gradually recovered. Xi Mingzhi was happy in his heart.

Effective!

Seeing this, Yang Yuanhao also crossed out his vitality and passed it to the box.

Roar!

The giant face roared, its attack unsuccessful, and it was extremely angry. Dead air surged around it, and its mouth opened wide, as if there were a thousand sharp blades in its mouth, biting into the seemingly small light shield.

At this time, the box suddenly erupted with strong suction, and the vitality of Yang Yuanhao and the others was constantly absorbed by it. Immediately after, a shocking light burst out, and behind the light was a huge blade of light. The blade of light was revealed, and the world trembled. The tip of the blade pointed at the giant face on the opposite side, and then slashed away.

"No ......"

The giant face looked terrified and kept retreating, as if it had met a nemesis.

The blade of light slashed down, the giant face collapsed, and the vitality of this place was much thinner. The blade of light dissipated, and the box was noticeably darker than before.

Yang Yuanhao and the others had beads of sweat on their foreheads, and their faces were pale, but they were relieved in their hearts. At the moment when the blade of light condensed, the box seemed to want to suck the vitality of the two of them dry.

Xi Mingzhi took out two pills and handed one to Yang Yuanhao, Yang Yuanhao looked at the pill-like items in his palm and couldn't help but exclaim.

"Yuan Dan ......"

Yuan Dan, if you are not a king realm, you can't condense it. It is to take the pure vitality of heaven and earth, and condense it into a pill by means of Haoran.

On the Yuansheng Continent, the Yuan Dan is a must-have for every high-level cultivator, and generally the weaker cultivators can't take it, because the pure power of the Yuan Dan is enough to burst it. Only cultivators with more than five stages of the Venerable Body are eligible to take it. With Yuan Dan, cultivation will also become twice the result with half the effort, and Yuan Dan also has another role, which can be used as currency, and one Yuan Dan can be worth 5,000 yuan. Yuan Dan is also the first choice for cultivators to recover and heal. If there is an evenly matched battle, both sides are exhausted, but if one side eats a pill of Yuan Dan, then the winner can be seen. Of course, this premise is that when the other party is not desperate, after all, every strong person cannot be underestimated when he is desperate.

Knowing the value of Yuan Dan, Yang Yuanhao did not slack off, and swallowed Yuan Dan in one bite. The Yuan Dan melts in the mouth, turning into a pure vitality to replenish the dried meridians and dantian. But with Yang Yuanhao's current strength, he can't absorb it without meditating.

The two looked at the dry well in front of them and walked with their feet up. Although the dead air was much thinner by this time, they did not remove the mask because they did not dare to take any chances.

One-step......

Two-step ......

Three-step ......

Five-step ......

Nine Steps......

When he was only one step away from the wellhead, Yang Yuanhao suddenly stopped, he looked at the soles of his feet, and then the suction of his palm exploded, and a dark light fell on his palm.

It was a dagger, a dagger that had long since disappeared. The tip of the dagger has a thick blood stain, and I don't know how many people have been stabbed, and the rust on the dagger body is also stained, like a part of the dagger, completely attached to it. There were three obvious claw marks on the dagger, I don't know when they were left, but they were just made, and there were long gaps on the side of the dagger, almost extending the entire dagger. The handle of the dagger is also dilapidated, and the decoration on the exterior has been eroded, revealing a dagger made of unknown materials. On the dagger, there is a "dream" engraved with the word "dream", which is extremely clear......

Looking at the dagger in his hand, Yang Yuanhao's expression was extremely dissatisfied, but he was immediately relieved, after all, in this lifeless place, no matter how good a weapon is, it will be corroded, not to mention that this dagger is not known when it is here. Yang Yuanhao frowned slightly, and when he was about to throw the dagger away, in his body, to be precise, in the heart, there was a cloud of demonic qi trembling, or in other words, fear.

It was terrified of the broken dagger.

It was also at this time that Yang Yuanhao discovered that the original wisp of demonic qi had grown several times at some point, and he unconsciously broke free from the suppression and reached his heart. Judging by its purpose, it actually wants to merge with Yang Yuanhao's heart.

Once integrated, then it will be co-existence and death with Yang Yuanhao!

"Damn......" Yang Yuanhao clenched his teeth, the vitality in his body was rioting, and the murderous aura in his eyes burst out......

"How?" Xi Mingzhi found that after Yang Yuanhao beside him picked up a dagger that was out of shape, a murderous aura emanated invisibly from his body.

"No, nothing?" Yang Yuanhao came back to his senses, collected the murderous energy, calmed the rioting vitality in his body, and then put away the dagger.

Naturally, he wouldn't talk about himself to Xi Mingji, even though they were in the same boat now. Xi Mingzhi didn't care about this, because he knew that there would be something hidden in everyone's heart......

Yang Yuanhao exhaled lightly, clenched his palms, and when his face calmed down, he ......

One more step, the last one......

Standing at the mouth of the well, the light mask collapsed in an instant, and the box also fell back into Xi Mingzhi's hands. This scene immediately shocked the two of them, but when they found that there was no dead air, they couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

Yang Yuanhao stared at the already ruined wellhead, his body tensed, and the Yuan Spirit was instantly moving, and the white vitality between his palms was surrounded. Then he jumped in with Xi Mingzhi one after another.

Because, he has a hunch, this well is not simple......

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