Finally dragged the oil bottle away, Wang Xiaofan picked up the medicine bottle on the ground, opened it and saw that ten round pills were placed inside.

"Although it's a little bit, it's not a good heart!hehe......" Wang Xiaofan looked up at the direction where Gu Suyan left and smiled slightly.

But when I think about my best pill again, my face can't help but look ugly.

"Let you rob my things, let you rob!"

"Thorn, stab, ......"

Wang Xiaofan tore the clothes left by Gu Suyan into one by one, vented it, and then grabbed it in his hand, shielded his own breath, and rushed forward, collecting some of the blood of the dead on the way and smearing it on the ragged shirt.

In the perception of evil spirits and zombies, Wang Xiaofan was like a moving cold stone, unable to arouse their interest in the slightest.

Following the traces left by Qi Tianyuan's battle, after half a day, Wang Xiaofan finally caught up with them.

The sword aura in front of him was rampant, the poisonous mist was stirred up and down, and the dull roar of the zombies could be heard.

He sneaked in front of them, threw a bloodstained strip of cloth among several zombies, and even hung one on one of them, fluttering in the wind like a flag.

Then, not far away, he slowly released his own breath, leading these zombies to the path that Qi Tianyuan and others must pass, and then shielded the breath and secretly watched for a while, until they met and fought with this group of zombies, and when they found the cloth strips of Gusu's cigarette clothes, they turned around and left.

Judging from their demeanor, they obviously recognized the owner of the clothes, and Lu Wencai's expression was still regretful, and he was stunned for a while with the strip of cloth.

The further you go inside, the thicker the poisonous fog becomes, and the sight is only a little more than ten meters, and you can hear the evil murmurs and the roars of zombies at any time.

The occasional buildings are also left in ruins, the ground is criss-crossed, the traces of swords and axes are very obvious, and even a huge sword mark that has been split out of a low mountain is seen, and it also exudes a monstrous sword aura, and the stirring poisonous mist rolls.

Wang Xiaofan took a few steps closer, and he felt as if he had been stabbed by the tip of a sword, and he was so frightened that he quickly dodged.

Although you can touch the broken fragments of the weapon, you can't see a single corpse, and it must have turned into zombies after hundreds of years.

At that time, there were also Jindan Realm powerhouses who participated in the encirclement and suppression of the Demon Demon Sect, if they turned into zombies, their strength would definitely be earth-shattering, making Wang Xiaofan more and more cautious.

The "emotion" of the Netherstone Fetus became more and more intense as it approached the core area, and Wang Xiaofan tried his best to avoid powerful zombies and evil spirits, and finally came to a pitch-black light mask.

I circled along the mask, and it was about ten miles away.

"I don't know what it is!" Feeling the "emotion" of the Netherstone Fetus, Wang Xiaofan frowned, stretched out his palm, and found that he had actually penetrated into the light mask.

With a step, as the black light mask emitted ripples, Wang Xiaofan walked in.

Looking back, his face couldn't help but change, the original light mask disappeared, and behind him was a misty mountain, and then turned to look ahead, there was a dark mountain stream passing in front of him.

As if it had been split with a knife, the mountain wall was as smooth as a mirror.

"What's that?" Wang Xiaofan was suddenly attracted by the sword light gushing out of the mountain stream in the distance.

The sword light seemed to be frozen in the air, exuding a deep black, and it seemed like a pitch-black broadsword inlaid in the void.

Wang Xiaofan collected his heart, and then he was stunned, and found that this space was completely free of toxins, but instead became pure demonic energy.

The demonic qi that invaded the body was directly filtered out by the Netherstone Fetus, the essence was condensed to the little finger, and a lot of pitch-black liquid was condensed into the Netherstone Fetus.

For so long, the black liquid of the reincarnation stone had filled that small hole.

Leaning over and looking at the mountain stream, he found that the mountain stream was not deep, at most fifty or sixty meters, Wang Xiaofan took out the rope he had prepared when he left the sect, fixed it, and slipped to the bottom of the mountain stream.

Looking at this mountain stream below, he became more and more sure that this mountain stream was really split by a knife, and the straight tube did not bend in the slightest.

"I'll go, what kind of character is so terrifying, can cut out such a long, deep ravine?" Wang Xiaofan patted his chest, took a long breath, and walked forward cautiously.

There are also many evil spirits and zombies in the mountain stream, and they are powerful, and he even saw wandering silver zombies, which is equivalent to a powerful existence in the Jindan Realm.

Moreover, Wang Xiaofan found that they seemed to have a sense of hearing, and the slightest movement he brought out would attract their attention, and when he turned his head, the silver fire burned in his empty eyes, and the terrifying evil aura almost condensed into substance, freezing the space of three meters around him.

Wang Xiaofan's heart almost hung in his throat, the distance of 100 meters took two days, but as soon as he passed through this 100-meter distance, there were obviously fewer zombies and evil spirits, as if they were afraid of something, and at the same time, Wang Xiaofan also felt a dangerous aura.

Moreover, this dangerous aura was in the same direction as the breath that pulled the Netherstone Fetus, which made Wang Xiaofan's heart rise violently.

He hesitated for a moment, wondering if to retreat, when suddenly there were violent energy fluctuations and fighting sounds from behind him, which made his scalp tighten, his body flashed, and he rushed into the depths of the mountain stream.

After advancing for less than a thousand meters, he could only hear a huge roar behind him, Wang Xiaofan turned his head and was surprised.

I saw a sword light carrying a piece of training falling from the sky, splitting into the mountain stream, setting off a shocking wave of sword light, and you could see that one zombie after another was lifted into the air and dismembered, turning into pieces.

The evil head was directly torn to pieces.

"Hiss......" Wang Xiaofan gasped, worthy of being the first-class force of the Donghui Dynasty, and the hole card is terrifying.

He didn't dare to stop any longer, and rushed all the way to the end of the mountain stream, and when he looked at the scene in front of him again, he couldn't help but be surprised.

I saw a black altar ten meters square in front of me, and a person sitting cross-legged on the black altar stood still with a war knife in his hand.

Around the altar, four people sat in four directions, and a light loomed beneath them, connected to the altar.

Above the altar, there was an inverted round dome suspended, and above the dome there was also a figure sitting cross-legged, judging from the situation, it seemed that the person holding the sword was suppressed on the altar.

"They ......" Wang Xiaofan sensed it, his eyes showed a fine light, he found that these figures had no breath of life, but there was still energy flowing out of his body, and it was transmitted to the altar through the formation under him.

"The ...... Shouldn't they all be the powerhouses of the Jindan Realm?" Wang Xiaofan was so shocked that he almost bit his tongue off.

casually took out a long sword from the storage ring, shook it violently, and with a bang, the long sword was directly inserted into the figure on the altar.

Perhaps it was the external force that broke the balance between them, and as the black shadow's body fell, the black war knife in his hand fell on the altar with a clang, and then with a boom, the round dome above his head also landed and smashed on the altar, making a huge roar.

"Not good!" Wang Xiaofan heard an exclamation from a distance, his body flashed, jumped onto the altar, and grabbed the pitch-black war knife.

With a bang, a terrifying force rushed out from the war knife and poured into his body, almost bursting him, his face instantly became pitch black as ink, the black mist surging all over his body, the demonic energy rolled, his eyes suddenly became red as blood, the tyrannical aura emanated from his body, and the emotion of killing instantly filled his entire chest.

In an instant, Wang Xiaofan felt a raging flame ignite in his body, and the blazing heat made him snort, and the skin of his whole body turned from black to red, and the hot flow was like a wanton flow of magma, all the way through the flesh and blood periosteum to the viscera bone marrow.

Ahh......hhh

Wang Xiaofan raised his head to the sky and roared, the sound shook the sky, and the space where the escaping breath vibrated was distorted.

Kill!

With a burst of shouts, Wang Xiaofan suddenly burst out, holding a pitch-black war knife in his hand, and slashed out at Qi Tianyuan and the others who rushed over.

"Hurry back!" Seeing the terrifying sword carrying terrifying black flames, like a pair of slashes towards them, Qi Tianyuan's face was as frightened as white paper, and he endured the weakness of his body and slashed over with a sword.

Bright and brilliant as the moon, it swept up like a stream of water, and under the traction of the black sword's qi, the light skyrocketed in an instant.

Thundered......

The sword rays and sword shadows collided violently, like a comet impacting, and the ground was crisscrossed by deep ravines, and the sword qi, sword qi, and flames that spread out shot out in all directions, and one of the disciples was accidentally contaminated by the black fire, and quickly turned into a pile of ashes in the terrible screams.

With two pops, Wang Xiaofan and Qi Tianyuan spurted blood and flew out, but Wang Xiaofan didn't feel pain, his body paused, and he burst out again, bringing up three figures, three swords appeared, and attacked Qi Tianyuan at the same time.

"Bastard!" Qi Tianyuan roared angrily, his wrists moved, bringing out a sword shadow, and finally stopped the three sword rays, but he also reached the limit, his body retreated one after another, and blood continued to gush out from the corners of his mouth.

Just now against that group of zombies, he launched a big move, but he didn't recover at all, he was afraid that the person walking in front of them would pick peaches, but he still didn't catch up, and depending on the situation, this person was demonized and fell into madness.

By now, there was no need to fight at all, and it was not too late to deal with them after he completely lost his mind, but this person seemed to know this, and he didn't let them go at all, and attacked them with his life.

And the attack became more and more terrifying, not only with endless sword intent, but also with soul poison, which made Qi Tianyuan even less eager to fight, and turned around and ran.

"Soul Slashing!" Suddenly, a voice came out of Wang Xiaofan's mouth, and the black knife slashed out in the air, and the fleeing figures of Qi Tianyuan and the others slammed down, and a terrifying sword suddenly appeared in his mind, and then it rumbled down.

Buzzing!

Two white lights lit up, and the figures of Qi Tianyuan and Lu Wencai disappeared in a trance, while the remaining two screamed miserably, banging twice, their heads exploded directly, and the dead body fell directly to the ground, and was then split into pieces by the falling knife.

As they fell to the ground, Wang Xiaofan's body was crooked, and he was also planted on the ground with a "plop" sound, fainting to death.