Yun Xinran did not relent, she still used the fire of the divine soul to scorch the three wisps of black smoke as just now, and soon the black smoke dissipated, turning into pure soul power, which was absorbed by Yun Xinran's divine soul, and her divine soul grew a little stronger, but the soul of a mortal is not as powerful as a cultivator, even if it is increased by the divine soul, it is extremely meager. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Absorbing this bit of soul power, Yun Xinran continued to walk deeper into the corridor, but when she encountered the same situation several times again, she finally felt that something was wrong with this place.

As long as the people who are killed here will turn into such powerful ghosts, attacking or confusing the people who come, but Yun Xinran's divine soul is restrained by these yin ghost things, so she is unimpeded all the way.

Fat Man, Zeng Jie and others are boundless and difficult.

If it weren't for Yunzi's special knife on the corridor, maybe the fat man and the little evil would have ended up like the four people who died before. This corridor is so ghostly that it seems that it will never come to an end.

Yunzi raised the black-gold ancient knife in his hand, and the old lady with teeth and claws in front of him immediately slammed into the wall of the corridor like a snake and scorpion like a ghost, and was never seen again. However, the range of the black-gold ancient knife can be deterred is also limited, which has led to several earth rats being confused because of the distance, and no matter how they shout, they can't wake up, these people are not cultivators like Yun Xinran, at most they have some fists and feet, but there is no way to do anything about these sneaky things, and they really can't save them, so they have to give up these people helplessly, and then continue to move forward.

"Yunzi, it's good to have you." Zeng Jie raised his hand and wanted to pat Yunzi on the shoulder as a thanksgiving, but Yunzi dodged the beat sideways.

Zeng Jie had no choice but to withdraw his hand from mid-air in embarrassment.

The fat man patted his chest and forced himself to be calm and muttered: "Fat man, I am also a person who has seen zongzi, this disgusting thing!" ”

Xiao Xie shrank behind the fat man, and when he saw Yunzi scare the ghost thing away, he turned out from behind the fat man's fat body with palpitations. Although he was timid and even cowardly, he was the most knowledgeable of them all, and he also had a lot of reasoning skills. For this reason, other people along the way have a much better impression of him. But there are still cynicisms from time to time, but once the crisis is resolved, he can become calm and sort out the causes and consequences of things.

"Hey!" Lao Hou sighed, "Once the mind is not firm enough and is confused, there will be no skills to return to the sky, we have already lost a lot of people, this ghost place!" ”

"Old Hou, what's the point of talking about this now, hmph, since we have come here and so many people have died, we can't give up halfway, we must find the way to live forever! Hehe, this place is so weird, it seems that the legend is true! The thin monkey snorted and sneered, not only did the dangerous environment not make him retreat, but it made him more determined to find the god hidden. No matter how strong a mortal is, his life is only a few decades, and what he wants is eternal life.

In addition to the thin monkey, the scar man also showed a look of longing in his eyes.

Although the little evil has little courage, he is extremely determined to be able to find Yunzi's background.

Among the rest of them, there were three earth rats, but all three of them had a look of fear on their faces.

Yunzi suddenly turned around and looked at the three of them coldly: "If your heart is not strong, I can't protect you and wait." ”

When the three of them heard Yunzi say this, they couldn't help but feel excited, thinking of the purpose of their trip, a look of greed gradually appeared in their eyes, and the three outlaws had no idea of quitting.

In the deeper part of the corridor, there is a large door, and there is still a picture of Nuwa Fuxi on the door, but the difference is that this Nuwa Fuxi is lying on her back, her eyes are closed, and her expression is very serene. The gate is still bronze, but it has the shape of a handprint.

Under the huge bronze door, the three people looked like ants.

The leader is an old man, if this old man is seen by Yun Xinran, he will definitely feel familiar, this person is actually the Wu Daxian who vomited blood for her.

There were two people beside Wu Daxian, one of them was a man in camouflage uniform, with two guns and magazines hanging from his waist, this man looked dignified, his brown hair was combed back of his head, and he looked vigorous.

The other person is a bewitching woman. The woman's willow eyebrows and apricot eyes, red lips like blood, look extremely charming, but the woman's eyes are red, this red has evil intentions, making people feel numb at a glance. A centipede lay on the woman's shoulder, which seemed to add a bit of femme fatale to her. If it weren't for the crepede's tentacles swinging from time to time, some people might have used it as an alternative ornament.

"Great Xian'er, this time we are instructed by the above, when we come here, we must get that unknown power, this gate is so strong, we can't leave a trace on it with bombing. You've got the most accurate calculations, and you see, how can this door be opened? The femme fatale twisted her waist twice, leaned into Wu Daxian's ear and exhaled like an orchid, and her voice was like a silver bell to speak.

"What's the hurry?" Wu Daxian didn't care about the person next to him, he was too old to respect his dry palm and grabbed the twin peaks of the femme fatale beauty, and kneaded two handfuls hard, the femme fatale immediately screamed twice in confusion, and then gently patted Wu Daxian's shoulder, said a word of annoyance and then broke free, Wu Daxian still wanted to inch in, the big black centipede raised its front body, and the person stood up and was about to pounce, Wu Daxian was so distracted that he withdrew his hand and scolded, "Little goblin, you wait for this immortal at night!" Then he turned around, his fingers moving and calculating.

The man with the gun didn't react to this, as if it were a thing of the past.

Wu Daxian's eyes were closed at the moment, and his fingers were calculating, not to mention that he really had the demeanor of a master outside the world, and he also enjoyed the feeling of being watched and sought after by others.

Since the last time, he got an introductory cultivation method from Li Yueyue, who was possessed by Yue Xiao, and then helped Yue Xiao calculate Yun Xinran's failure, because of his fear of Yun Xinran, he ran to the imperial capital alone.

He started his original fortune-telling business, and at the same time, he also practiced according to the entry-level exercises.

Due to his old age and frailty, it took him a few months to barely bring in a trace of aura. But fortunately, he has inherited the ancestral art of fate from the past, and he has mastered a trace of the trajectory of heaven and earth.