Leng Yan looked at the traces of that palm, and then looked at his palm. While Leng Yan was thinking, he suddenly felt that the aura around him had changed, and he had become extremely depressed.

Leng Yan glanced back and found that the entire gate was closed.

Leng Yan walked over and tugged hard, but the entire gate didn't move at all.

Leng Yan shook his head. "I said, how do you feel that the atmosphere has suddenly changed. It seems that this is now an enclosed space. ”

"Is it a formation that will automatically activate once someone comes in? It's not easy. ”

Leng Yan muttered to himself as he began to investigate.

The space around is nothing special. But Leng Yan always felt that it would not be so simple here.

After searching for a while, Leng Yan sat on top of a pile of white bones. Look at the palm marks in front of you.

Is it really only possible to put your palm on it?

Of course Leng Yan wouldn't believe it, otherwise how could there be so many white bones here, but how could he pass through this space?

Leng Yan was concentrating on thinking, when suddenly the sea of divine consciousness fluctuated, and a dangerous aura suddenly approached.

Leng Yan opened his eyes in an instant, and was shocked to find that his arm was stretched out towards the palm marks in front of him. Since he was relatively close to the palm mark, the palm was now only a few millimeters away from the palm mark.

Leng Yan was taken aback and hurriedly withdrew his arm.

A message immediately flashed in his mind, which made Leng Yan gasp.

Hurriedly checked the palm marks in front of him. This palm mark is made from the soil. The edges of the marks are not the same as the surrounding soil.

After being confirmed by Leng Yan, the palm marks in front of him were made of a special kind of soil.

Leng Yan suddenly realized, sure enough.

This soil is called the Soul Sampiring Ghost Soil, and it is named because it is the only soil that can grow the Soul Sampire Ghost Grass.

Leng Yan was very aware of the effect of the Soul Sucking Ghost Grass, controlling his divine sense, absorbing blood, and because it was difficult to find, he got the word ghost again. And the amazing thing is that the soil where this grass grows also has the power of these dementors to suck blood.

Leng Yan thought about the scene just now, and he was a little afraid. If it weren't for my sudden vigilance, I'm afraid I would have hung up here by now.

Leng Yan felt that he had been careful enough, but he didn't expect that he almost landed. It seems that the foundation of this Fire Palace is really strong.

After sighing, Leng Yan looked at the Bloodthirsty Ghost Earth in front of him. It's a scary soil, but it's a good thing.

This kind of good thing, of course, Leng Yan will not let go.

In Leng Yan's memory, only after this soil is dried, can it temporarily eliminate the power of dementors and blood. When the water is absorbed and fused, this power will be generated again.

The cold flame natal flame spewed out directly along the fingertips, heating up the soul-devouring blood-sucking ghost soil for a while. Until the Soul Eater Bloodthirsty Ghost Earth was roasted into fine granules, Leng Yan retracted his natal flame.

Leng Yan set up a formation, and then included the Soul Devouring Blood-Sucking Ghost Earth into it.

After dealing with all this, Leng Yan felt a lot less depressed all of a sudden. Hot Spot Library

He looked again at the place where the Soul Eater Vampire Ghost Land was located.

Leng Yan suddenly discovered something, rubbed it with his palm, and dispersed a thin layer of dust on it, and a groove of palm marks immediately appeared.

Looking at the palm groove in front of him, Leng Yan had some doubts in his mind, who had arranged the Soul Devouring Bloodsucking Ghost Soil above this groove.

However, Leng Yan also knew that now was not the time to think about this, so his palm pressed directly on the groove.

Immediately after that, a dazzling white light shone in front of Leng Yan's eyes, and Leng Yan instinctively closed his eyes.

When Leng Yan opened his eyes again, he found that he had entered a completely new place.

"Formation teleportation."

This was Leng Yan's first thought. Then Leng Yan looked around, and he was in a corridor. The surrounding light was dim, but for Leng Yan, who had cultivated the Akame Technique, there was no problem at all.

Leng Ya condensed his eyes and looked into the depths of the road, there was nothing in front of him, and there was no end in sight. It's just that to Leng Yan's surprise, the entire corridor is blood-red.

With the matter of the Soul Devouring Blood-sucking Ghost Earth, Leng Yan didn't dare to be careless, and the natal flame instantly ignited his whole body.

Under the illumination of the cold flame four-colored flames, the entire corridor became even more weird.

Leng Yan cautiously walked forward step by step. The entire corridor was unusually quiet, and there was no sound except for the sound of Leng Yan's footsteps.

Suddenly, Leng Yan noticed a vague figure in front of him. I was just about to come to the mouth, but I immediately had a question, how can there be people here? And still the people who move?

According to Chai Nansong, it has been a long time since a Danxiao Palace disciple has come in to check here. And even if a disciple came in, it would be impossible for them to pass the level of Soul Devouring and Vampire Ghost Land.

So who is the figure in front of him, Leng Yan began to think with questions.

Leng Yan stopped, but found that the vague figure was getting closer and closer to him.

This surprised Leng Yan, but what made Leng Yan even more incomprehensible was that although the figure was getting closer and closer to him, there was no sound.

Footsteps? There were no footsteps? Although as Wu Xiu's strength grows, the speed will get faster and faster. But no matter how fast it is, there should be a sound.

Leng Yan looked at the figure that was getting closer and closer to him, and directly prepared for battle.

Now Leng Yan tried his best to calm himself down. His eyes were fixed on the figure that came by.

"Seniors, juniors just came here unintentionally, if you disturb, I hope you forgive me." After thinking about it, Leng Yan finally said something first to test the other party.

If it is really a hermit powerhouse, he doesn't have to argue with it, after all, he doesn't know this place at all, although he knows that this possibility is very small, but Leng Yan still thinks about it.

But then, as Leng Yan expected, the figure was just getting closer and closer to him, but he was still silent.

Leng Yan had already begun to think about the question of whether the figure in front of him was a human being. After receiving the Soul Devouring Bloodsucking Ghost Land, Leng Yan felt that in this place, anything that happened should be capable.

The figure was getting closer and closer, and Leng Yan had already clenched his fists. Always ready to unleash a thunderous strike.

As the figure continued to get closer, Leng Yan could already clearly see her costume. It turned out to be a style thousands of years ago, and Leng Yan was a little more surprised.

The next moment, Leng Yan's gaze stayed on her face, and a shriveled, calm, expressionless face appeared in Leng Yan's eyes.