At more than three o'clock in the morning, Zhao Yiran's figure appeared in the old forest of the sacred mountain where the old tree monster was wiped out.

"It's really three into the mountain~!"

Looking at the environment that was about to be completely familiar, Zhao Yiran couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

"Master, there is another kilometer ahead, and there will be a water source!"

The thunder wrapped around Zhao Yiran's arm made a prompting sound.

"Hmm!"

Zhao Yiran snorted lightly when he heard this.

Just as Zhao Yiran was about to move forward, he suddenly found that Xiao Ling on the side was staring motionlessly at a clearing not far away.

Barking~!

Just when Zhao Yiran was suspiciously guessing what Xiao Ling was checking, Xiao Ling's cry came.

At this point, Zhao Yiran said softly: "Huh, the traces that have been excavated......"

In the open space that Xiao Ling was looking at, Zhao Yiran found traces of soil renovation and backfilling.

Then Zhao Yiran quickly stepped forward to check.

"Sure enough, it was the head office of Peng who came to dig it...... What the hell are you looking for?"

Zhao Yiran was suspicious.

"Wait! Look at the traces of this soil renovation...... It should have just been excavated in the afternoon, and the ...... Ruts left by excavation equipment!"

Zhao Yiran squatted on the ground and looked carefully: "In this way, the thing that leaned over Wei Ya at the beginning has indeed been transferred to Mr. Peng's body!"

Originally, Zhao Yiran was guessing, but now it can be said to have been verified.

"What the hell are you looking for? What's down here, and you're going to backfill it?"

Zhao Yiran stared at the ground, his outstretched fingers raised a trace of spiritual power, and probed down the soil towards the bottom.

At this time, the little ant was not there, and he could not use fusion to go deep into the ground to investigate, although Zhao Yiran's spiritual power could go deep into the soil to check the situation.

However, it can go deeper than 20 meters at most.

According to the pit that had been dug at least forty or fifty meters deep, the distance of more than twenty meters was obviously not enough to fully see the specific situation under his feet.

This time it came out.

It's to dive into the water to find the strange breath that pulls the thunder.

The little ant is afraid of water, and Zhao Ling'er needs protection, so Zhao Yiran simply let the little ant accompany Zhao Ling'er.

But I didn't expect to encounter such a situation now.

What the?

Let the little spirit planer?

I'm afraid I won't be able to plane until dawn......

Even if the little spirit can dig to the end, I am afraid that it will have to consume all the spiritual power in itself and the bell!

"Master, let me come!"

At this moment, the sound of thunder came from Zhao Yiran's ears.

"Huh, you're coming?"

Zhao Yiran let out a suspicious sound, looking at the thunder that fell to the ground from his arm, with a look of doubt on his face.

"Well, I can!"

Lei Ting said again to Zhao Yiran.

Then I saw that above the slender figure of Thunder, thick arcs of electricity emerged, completely enveloping his figure.

That's right, it's a dense arc!

This arc of electricity accompanied by the sound of 'zila' sound, like flowing water, tightly wrapped around Thunder's body.

At the same time, Thunder's body was like a loach, straight into the ground, and disappeared without a trace.

At the same time, a series of soil pictures appeared in Zhao Yiran's mind.

The electric arc that swirled around Thunder's body was like an arc of water, and although the arc made a 'zila' sound, when it came into contact with the ground, when it went deep into the soil, there was indeed no other sound except for the 'zila' sound.

It felt like a jet of water silently seeping into the sand.

"Thunder still has such a skill!

Seeing this, Zhao Yiran couldn't help but praise.

After signing the Command Thunder Agreement, Zhao Yiran didn't have the bother to carefully understand the specific abilities of the Thunder.

I just know that the thunder under the current quality has powerful spirit beast skills such as 'thunder'.

As for the natural ability that evolved from the spirit beast skills before the current quality, Zhao Yiran didn't know anything.

"Rare quality, the current spirit beast skills, plus the previous spirit beast skills...... Thunder has three kinds of instincts! That's one kind of instinct just used, and what are the next two......

Looking at the thunder that disappeared on the ground, Zhao Yiran couldn't help but guess in his heart.

......

As the pictures of different levels of soil came into Zhao Yiran's mind, and in about a dozen breaths, the thunder had already appeared at the bottom of the deep excavation.

"What?...... It's only a depth of more than fifty meters, and the surrounding soil is a little hot?"

There was a thunderous sound in the spiritual sea, and Zhao Yiran couldn't help but be stunned.

In the feeling of thunder, the soil in the underground place actually has heat.

Just like the temperature that Zhao Yiran felt 100 meters below Xinqing Village.

"Could it be that there are hot springs here?"

Zhao Yiran muttered.

Before Zhao Yiran could delve into the matter, the picture of the thunder coming back in his mind made Zhao Yiran's face look strange!

Immediately, Zhao Yiran snorted lightly: "This is ...... Thunder, bring it on!"

According to the picture of the thunder that came into Zhao Yiran's mind and the old words of the thunder that echoed in Zhao Yiran's spiritual sea, Zhao Yiran understood that at the bottom of the pit, there was actually a coffin buried!

As Zhao Yiran's voice fell, a slight sound came from under his feet.

"Poof~!"

With this subtle sound coming out, Zhao Yiran took Xiao Ling to dodge in the distance.

After a few breaths, a narrow coffin suddenly flew out from where Zhao Yiran was standing.

Boom!

There was a dull thud of landing, and the narrow coffin fell to the ground.

And the figure of Thunder also appeared, returning to Zhao Yiran's side.

"Little Spirit!"

Seeing this, Zhao Yiran patted Xiao Ling's back.

Whew~!

Barking~!

As Xiao Ling's head changed instantly, a mist of water wrapped the coffin tightly within three meters.

After doing all this, Zhao Yiran carefully looked at the coffin in the mist.

The style of this coffin looks extremely ordinary, just like what Zhao Yiran saw in the TV series.

However, its width is only half that of an ordinary coffin.

There was no decoration on the coffin, and nothing was pasted on it.

But the more this is the case, the more Zhao Yiran is puzzled.

"Open!"

Zhao Yiran frowned.

Xiao Ling's sharp claws, which had already stirred up blue flames, swiped lightly towards the void.

Burst~!

With Xiao Ling's movements, a crack the thickness of an arm's arm directly appeared in the coffin in the mist aura.

Just as the tear stains the thickness of this arm appeared, yellow gas gushed out.

Wrapped in mist, the yellow gas coming out of the coffin was unusually conspicuous.