The sky was gray, and there was not a glimmer of light.

It's a world where there's almost no light, it's a world where bones are formed.

The bone-paved ground, the bone-lined peaks, and even the bone meal formed by the bones over thousands of years of precipitation come together to resemble a lake or desert.

Of course, it is not entirely true to say that there is no light at all. At the very least, you can see flickering ghosts, phosphorescences everywhere from time to time. Miserable green, dark red, dark blue, blood red.

The stars and colors are different, and they seem to be very gorgeous, but they always bring a chill from the bottom of your heart! Because these points of light represent the ghosts that are wandering around!

This is the realm of the dead!

In the gray sky that has not changed for thousands of years, suddenly a meteor streaks across the sky!

There are no meteors in the realm of the undead. Except for the gray sky, there were no stars, no moon, and no sun in the realm of the dead. Of course, there will be no shooting stars!

However, this time, there was really a meteor! Blood-red meteors, which ignited the energy of the gray mist and glowed with extreme dazzling light, streaked across the sky. Only a long, blood-red trail remained. It's like a bloody cut on the big gray face of the sky!

On a hill of bones, a group of low-ranking skeletons were in a pile.

These low- and middle-level skeletons, who were still just toddlers, fought in spite of their fragile skeletons. The battle was fierce. Although these skeletons are not of high level and have not survived for a long time, their strength is also very weak. However, a few stump bones flying out of the battlefield from time to time and round skulls rolling down from time to time on the ground all illustrate the tragic course of this melee.

The target of their battle was a snow-white thigh bone that had just been found on the top of the bone hill. This is a tragedy caused by a bone!

Bigger tragedies always happen unexpectedly. "Boom!" A bang! As the fallen meteor accurately hit the small mountain made of white bones, a huge cloud of dust formed by bone powder suddenly erupted on the white bone ground! Countless broken bones and skulls flew up for a long time. Then, a circle of pink mist and broken bones quickly blasted out in all directions.

And there were many skeletons around who were fighting hard, and they were very sad to be torn apart by this shock wave, as if they were being swept away by the wind, and the bones that were scattered flew away one after another!

It wasn't until a long day passed that the dust and fog gradually dissipated. The original hill bag of bones had completely disappeared at this time. Instead, there was a large pit several feet in diameter.

As for the skeletons in the battle, the few round skulls that were still rolling on the edge of the pit at this time proved that they once had traces of zài!

Wisps of green smoke were rising from the bottom of the cone-shaped pit about three feet deep. Endless gray mist surged from all directions, forming a vortex of energy that filled the entire bottom of the pit. And at the bottom of the center of this vortex, an oval shape seems to be faintly visible.

The energy vortex lasted only for a short moment, and soon dispersed. As the gray fog dissipates, the true shape of the contents at the bottom of the pit can be clearly seen. This seems to be half a jar! An oval-shaped, half-jar with a mouth, almost burned black, and almost melted away.

Maybe call it half a jar of medicine. And the reason why it is said to be a medicine jar is because it keeps emitting bursts of faint medicinal fragrance. It's a wonderful medicinal fragrance. As it drifted away, in the eye holes of several skulls around the big pit, the soul fire light that had already seemed dying suddenly began to shine again under the moisture of this medicinal fragrance!

There seems to be some pattern on the surface of this half of the medicine jar. It's a pity that the burnt black color obscures the true face of the pattern on it! There were only two spectral lights flickering on it. If I guessed correctly, it must have been the two eyes of some kind of creature carved into the medicine jar. Although these two eyes looked a little blurry, the center of the gray mist energy vortex that had just converged was in these two eyes.

The vortex of gray mist dissipated half an hour after it had formed. The two eyes on the surface of the jar began to glow with a pale blue glow. Then there was an inexplicable soul fluctuation coming out. A pale green soul glow flashed from the two eyes carved on the jar!

It was not as chaotic and chaotic as other firstborn souls, and the pale green soul showed very strong soul fluctuations as soon as it appeared. It's a strong, emotionally charged expression.

"Oh! Dao Venerable is above! Where is this? …… Dog day! Daxian fights, and the medicine boy suffers! Those two old immortal bastards dare to play for real! Unexpectedly, even the Great Five Elements Extermination Divine Thunder dared to use it. Hey! This time, it is estimated that the Emperor of Heaven and his old man will have to come out in person to deal with the aftermath! ”

The pale green soul let out a burst of soul fluctuation words, and then it jumped and flashed, and then a violent soul fluctuation words came out:

"Damn! Depend on! Depend on! Lao Tzu's golden body is ruined! If it weren't for this Ten Thousand Medicine Spirit Jar to protect the soul body, then I wouldn't have to be wiped out! I'm pretty good at it! How many fairy spirit stones do you need to reshape the golden body? ……”

"No matter! I have to find the old man to claim compensation! Anyway, it's all two million years of cultivation old monsters, why are they still so angry! Isn't it just a furnace of nine-turn Xianji Dan? It will take 800 years and then refine! Do you have to fight? Finished! It is estimated that as soon as this Great Five Elements Extermination Divine Thunder comes out, the entire Divine Incense Soul Refining Hall will definitely be completely destroyed! In the future, which temple will Lao Tzu be assigned to? Well, it would be nice to go to the Xianyun Dispensing Palace! That's a lot of oil and water there......! ”

The pale green soul, which seemed to be a little overstimulated, muttered for a long time, and after fully venting his grievances and delusions, he remembered his current situation:

"Dizzy! Where is this being blasted by divine thunder? No way? Why can't you even use a simple Five Elements Soul Searching Technique? How did my soul become this virtue? What about my 2,000-year-old path? ”

"Oh! Dao Venerable is above! No way? Is this being beaten back to its original shape? ”

"Uncle Han Feng, it took me five hundred years to ascend! It took another 500 years to cultivate from an earth immortal to a spirit immortal medicine boy! It took another 800 years to cultivate from a spirit immortal to a golden fairy spirit child! This time it will become a white Ding again? ”

Obviously, the pale green soul body, which seemed to be a little unable to accept the reality, began to shake violently. Then he started bouncing around half a medicine jar for a long time.

After tossing for a long time, the pale green soul known as Uncle Han Feng stopped helplessly, "I've been asleep for a few days?" Why hasn't the master come to me yet? ”

The babbling of Han Feng's soul, which seems to have become a little neurotic under overstimulation, begins again:

"That's not quite right! Damn! My golden body is gone? Is the thousand-year-old way gone? The fairy aura is gone? That's all there is left? It's half broken! Oh! Dao Venerable is above! Don't play with me like that! ”

"Huh? …… What is this fog that doesn't pull a few points? Well, it's quite comfortable to suck! This seems to be a bit of soul energy, right? Ha! There is still this kind of gray mist energy! Well, it's just that this energy grade is too low. Hey! That's not bad, at least it won't drain my spirit! Fortunately, there are these tricks in the Taoist books I read in the Hall of Ten Thousand Laws seven hundred years ago! Well? Is it better to use soul sucking? Or is it better to use soul sucking? Since the gray mist can be converted into soul energy, it is better to use the soul suction technique! ”

As the soul speech finally stopped, Han Feng's soul began to tremble and tremble. As the shaking intensified, the gray mist energy around the pale green soul began to slowly concentrate. Then the speed at which the energy of the gray mist is concentrated gradually increases. Soon, a small and large energy vortex appeared!

But it didn't take long, and the energy vortex soon dispersed again. At this time, Han Feng's pale green soul seemed to look stronger, and the originally dark soul fire also seemed to be brighter.

After initially stabilizing the state of his soul, Han Feng began to think bitterly:

"Alas! It's so depressing! There was only a little soul energy left, and it was consumed in one fell swoop. It took a lot of effort to convert the gray mist energy into soul energy. You can't just float like this all the time...... That's too insecure, isn't it? ”

"Well, you can't go back to the Spirit Jar. Whether you come out or go in, you have to consume a lot of energy every time. There is not much immortal aura on this broken spirit jar. If it is all consumed, then this spirit jar will be completely useless. It's better to keep it as a last resort. ”

"Well, let's find a place to live first. It's a pity that my current soul sensing range is too small. I don't know if there are any spiritual trees, fairy trees, or divine grasses around here. Even a small piece of immortal soldier fragment will do. At least give me a temporary shelter. ”

Thinking like this, Han Feng's soul began to drift. Finally left the half of the medicine jar and began to float slowly towards the outside of the big pit.

"Oh! What a curse! What kind of speed is this? Is this called a snail walk? ”

Han Feng was obviously very dissatisfied with the speed at which his soul was drifting. But now there was only such a little soul energy left in his soul. It's really depressing. No matter what kind of magic trick he used, he couldn't use it. If it's just floating like this, when will it go?

Han Feng felt that he had really fallen for eight lifetimes. Why did you end up in this situation? After thousands of years of practice, he also flew after thousands of years of practice. There's no shortage of merit or anything. Why is that! What a whimper!

Han Feng had to endure the extremely slow drifting speed of his weak soul, and finally managed to float out of the pit. Then he spread his soul sensing abilities in all directions.

"Oh! Dao Venerable is above! What kind of place is this? ”

Han Feng's soul trembled violently, obviously stunned by the undead realm in front of him!

"Bones! Day! Or bones! Oh! There are still a few wandering spirits and ghosts floating there. Oh! I'm a thunderbolt! Where the hell are you going to chop me in??? ”

Han Feng looked at the vast white bone land in front of him, and couldn't help but be completely dumbfounded!

With the extension of the soul sense, every qiē he sensed made Han Feng tremble more and more! This is obviously not the fairy world or the spirit world. Not even the mortal or underworld he had seen and heard of!

"Oh! Dao Venerable is above! So where the hell is this? How do you get back here? Master! O Ancestor! Come and save your apprentices!! ”