"Zhang Ling, this place is very strange, there seems to be a trace of remnant soul on this strip of cloth, it seems that this skeleton was a strong man before his death, and after death, a wisp of remnant soul was attached to this strip of cloth, maybe there is an unfulfilled wish. ”

When Zhang Ling saw the words on the cloth strip and was surprised, the spirit boy in the sea of knowledge spoke again, he was originally sleeping to recover his spiritual power, after all, the last time he helped Zhang Ling fight with the disciples of Wufu Pavilion, he lost a lot of his spiritual power.

But when Zhang Ling entered this secret realm, he suddenly woke up, and when he saw the piece of cloth in Zhang Ling's hand, he felt a powerful remnant of telekinesis.

"Senior, I now feel more and more that I am in a deep puzzle, from when I left my hometown ten years ago, to what I have experienced now always feels like someone is manipulating me behind it, otherwise how could so many coincidences happen to me?

My ancestor actually passed on the secret tips to my stepfather since childhood, and he lived in this place for a few years, do you really have such a coincidence?"

Zhang Ling saw that the spirit boy had finally woken up, so he raised the question in his heart, his mind was now getting more and more chaotic, and he had lost the ability to think calmly, perhaps because he had just come to this secret place, which was surrounded by miasma accumulated for thousands of years, which made him uneasy.

"Zhang Ling, don't think too much, I haven't even figured out who I am now, and I haven't deliberately thought about it so much, since I am inexplicably parasitic in your body, then I will treat it as fate, why bother?

You have experienced a lot of strange things, then you try to understand it as a part of the Heavenly Dao, since the heavens have made you here, there must be his reasons, you just let it be. ”

Lingtong saw that Zhang Ling's expression was a little dazed, so he patiently calmed your emotions and prevented him from being affected by the miasma in his mind.

"Thank you for the reminder. After the enlightenment of the spirit child, Zhang Ling wiped his eyebrows, shook his head vigorously, and tried to sober himself up.

And Yun Zong at his feet saw Zhang Ling talking to himself alone, and he was used to it, he had not done this kind of thing in the Qianling Palace, and Zhang Ling's Kunlun bag had the existence of a big eagle, and no one could guarantee whether there was anything else in his body, so thinking about it like this, Yun Zong was not surprised.

"Zhang Ling, what are you holding in your hand?

At this time, Yun Zong saw that Zhang Ling was holding a strip of cloth with red handwriting in his hand, so he became curious.

"The words on this are written by this skeleton before his death, saying that he was unfortunately seriously injured, and after a few days of living here, he knew that his end was near, so he wrote this blood book with the blood on his body, hoping that after many years, someone would see ......"

"And then?" Yun Zong waited for General Zhang Ling's next words.

"It's gone down there!" Zhang Ling showed the cloth to Yun Zong, indicating that he was not lying.

Yun Zong looked at the handwriting on the cloth strip and found that it was indeed in the place that Zhang Ling said, and there was no handwriting.

"It's strange, why didn't this person say anything in the middle of his words?, then why did he write this?" Yun Zong was puzzled by the behavior of the corpse in front of him before his death, so he threw the strip of cloth aside.

But as soon as he threw it, the cave suddenly shook, and an invisible coercion suddenly came, like a god descending, but with a sense of resentment.

Zhang Ling hurriedly dodged the falling gravel above his head, took Yun Zong to the side to stabilize his figure, and looked at all this suspiciously.

"What's going on?" Zhang Ling suddenly had a bad premonition in his heart, and he always felt that something must happen next.

"Zhang Ling, look, that corpse has changed!"

Just when Zhang Ling was very vigilant against unknown dangers, an exclamation from the spirit boy in the sea of knowledge caught his attention, and he hurriedly looked at the location of the previous corpse, only to see that the corpse was glowing with golden light, and he actually stood up by himself and walked towards Zhang Ling, like a living creature.

"Who is it that came here?"

The corpse approached Zhang Ling step by step, and an invisible coercion instantly enveloped his whole body, making his body gradually unable to move, Zhang Ling sensed the great danger, and hurriedly took out Bai Bing's talisman with difficulty, wanting to leave here through that talisman with difficulty.

But Fu Li had just been urged by Zhang Ling, and before he had time to input his true qi, the corpse glowing with golden light had already come to Zhang Ling's body, and he was about to choke his neck when he saw it.

In order to prevent Fu Li from being destroyed, Zhang Ling hurriedly put it away, but at this time, the corpse grabbed his neck and lifted him up.

"Say, who are you, and why are you here?"

Zhang Ling's hands and feet were extremely numb, and it was already very difficult to take out the talisman just now, and now his hands and feet were already powerless to wield, let alone use exercises.

"Who are you? Why are the bones not rotten all the year round, and now there is a trace of thought left in the corpse? Who are you waiting for?"

Although Zhang Ling was choked by the neck, he was not frightened, because since he was no longer able to resist, he would ask him directly about his origin, and even if he died, he could be a clear ghost.

What's more, Zhang Ling can also clearly feel that the spiritual coercion released from the corpse is very powerful, and he is completely unable to make a move under this overwhelming coercion, but Zhang Ling still has the existence of a spirit child in the sea of consciousness, and he may not be able to escape, so at this moment, he is not completely frightened.

Zhang Ling was not frightened, but Yun Zongke on the side was frightened and retreated, he looked at the corpse that suddenly came to life, and controlled Zhang Ling in his own hands, and was already thinking in his heart, whether he would give his life here today.

But fear is fear, after all, Zhang Ling is his current master, and Zhang Ling is not bad to him, at this time, if he doesn't come to the rescue, maybe the next moment, Zhang Ling's neck will really be twisted off by the corpse.

So after some ideological struggle, Yun Zong finally mustered up the courage to jump on top of the corpse's head, waved his claws fiercely, and kept shouting: "You let him go for me!"

Zhang Ling was also shocked by the scene in front of him, he really didn't expect that at this critical moment, such a timid Yun Sect would come to save him without fear, and he couldn't help but feel a little moved in his heart.

But the next moment, he saw Yun Zong being thrown out by the corpse with his hand raised, "Where did the low-level spirit beast come from?

The corpse was suddenly enraged, and the hand holding Zhang Ling's neck became more and more forceful, and Zhang Ling was severely suppressed by this sudden force, and he had begun to become difficult to breathe.

At this time, the spirit boy in Zhihai finally couldn't help but make a move, after all, he and Zhang Ling were symbiotic, and he didn't want Zhang Ling to die like this.

He tried his best to send out a spiritual power from Zhang Ling's eyebrows, hitting the corpse's head at once, hitting the unsuspecting corpse backwards, and the finger joints that were grabbing Zhang Ling's neck also had no strength at this time, and Zhang Ling fell to the ground at this time.

Seeing that Zhang Ling was saved, Yun Zong immediately pulled Zhang Ling to his side, and looked at the corpses that were still moving and seemed to be about to attack again.

"What a familiar spiritual power? Hmph, let me confirm again. ”

The corpse was hit at once, but the body did not collapse, and after leaning back and stabilizing its body, it walked in the direction of Zhang Ling again.

At this moment, Zhang Ling still had no strength to fight back, and he was helpless looking at the corpses approaching him.

"Senior, can't you scatter his thoughts with the full force of your blow just now?"

Zhang Ling can only ask for help from the spirit boy who is in the sea of knowledge at this moment, and there is no other way.

"This corpse is too powerful, even I didn't expect the idea attached to his body to be so strong, and the coercion of that spirit made me start to be a little trance, this person must have been a great power in his life, I'm afraid I can't help you, but the inexplicable power that suddenly appeared before you may be able to compete with him, but I don't know if you can summon it out. ”

Seeing the corpse approaching Zhang Ling step by step, Lingtong also felt dizzy, as if he was about to lose consciousness, so at this time, he gave Zhang Ling a hint, although he didn't know if it was useful.

Facing the corpse that was about to walk in front of him, Zhang Ling tried his best to urge the true qi in his body, trying to make his hands and feet move, but after several attempts, it still ended in failure.

Do I really want to die here? But I still have so many unfulfilled wishes! No, I can't give up!

Zhang Ling was about to despair, but at the last moment, he still told himself that he couldn't give up, he still had too many worries, so he must not give up his life here.

He began to urge his Yuan Shen to try his best, wanting to rely on the power of the Yuan Shen to urge the Divine Sword to defeat the opponent, this time, he succeeded, the power of the Yuan Shen burst out of his sea of consciousness, and then the Divine Sword was also summoned from the Kunlun bag, suspended in front of Zhang Ling's body, with the blessing of the power of the Yuan Shen, Zhang Ling completely relied on his own spirit and mental power to control the Divine Sword to attack the corpse.

You must know that this is a means that only a master of the Spirit Realm can skillfully control, and now Zhang Ling uses this trick to extremely hurt his spirit and soul, and if he doesn't get it right, he will go mad and die on the spot.

The corpse was about to arrest Zhang Ling again for interrogation, but found that a cold sword suddenly appeared in front of him, and quickly stabbed towards his eyebrows.

Although the corpse was controlled by his mind, it was not very fast, and Zhang Ling's all-out sword, he did not succeed in dodging, but was stabbed in the center of the eyebrows by Zhang Ling as he wished.

After the corpse was stabbed by Zhang Ling's sword, the golden light on his body suddenly disappeared, which made Zhang Ling breathe a long sigh of relief, thinking that he had finally eliminated that thought.

But the next moment he realized that something was wrong, because his body was still numb, which meant that the thought was still in the body of the corpse?

"How is that possible?"

Thinking of this, Zhang Ling looked in the direction of the corpse, and found that the corpse had pulled out the divine sword from the center of his eyebrows and threw it in the direction of Zhang Ling, and finally the powerful voice sounded in this cave again.

"Boy, where did you get this sword? The aura on it is very familiar to me, it is indeed very powerful, but it will not work against me, now wait for me to finally confirm whether you are the one I have been waiting for?"

Although the corpse had faded to golden light, it moved freely, and the ideas in it did not decrease but increased, and the interest in Zhang Ling was even stronger than before.

He walked up to Zhang Ling step by step and picked up Zhang Ling's body again, "If you are the person I am looking for, the power in your body will not be able to die or be saved, let me find out now!"

The corpse lifted Zhang Ling up, although Zhang Ling wanted to resist, but his body couldn't use his strength, seeing the corpse stretching his palm to his chest, but he couldn't resist, Yunzong wanted to save Zhang Ling, but was kicked away by the corpse again and again.

As the palm of the corpse deepened, Zhang Ling's heart felt a piercing pain, he looked at the corpse in front of him in horror, could he want to pull out his heart?

Just when Zhang Ling felt that he could not escape this catastrophe, a white spiritual power suddenly emerged from the top of his head, and the corpse in front of Zhang Ling was repelled at once, and the knuckles that had been embedded in the surface of Zhang Ling's heart finally retreated.

Seeing the corpses flying out upside down, Zhang Ling, who had regained his life, also felt very strange, because he knew that he had not taken the initiative to send out any power at all, so how was he saved?

However, he didn't have time to think about this, and hurriedly took advantage of the fact that the corpse had fallen to the ground and had not yet chased him, and wanted to escape from this place with Yun Zong the same way.

"Boy, don't run away, it will make me look down on you, didn't you come here today to find out the secret of this mountain for thousands of years? If you want to greatly increase your cultivation, don't rush to ......"

Just as Zhang Ling walked towards the entrance of the cave, the corpse that stood up again did not chase Zhang Ling, but said something to him meaningfully, letting him make his own choice.

This made Zhang Ling have many questions in his heart, he didn't want to take risks rashly, but at this time, he was afraid that leaving was not his usual style of facing difficulties, so he stopped.

"Zhang Ling, what are you doing, hurry up and run! Do you want to be killed by him?"

But when the frightened Yun Zong saw Zhang Ling suddenly stop, he was very puzzled, and hurriedly urged him to flee for his life in a panic.

"Well, the spiritual power of the blow just now is even stronger than the first time, and the breath is also very familiar, it seems that you are right, it is not in vain that I reincarnated in the tenth life, and finally brought you here. ”

Seeing that Zhang Ling had stopped, the corpse's tone suddenly softened, and at this time, Zhang Ling was surprised to find that the wound in his heart had healed automatically.

"Who the hell are you, and how do you know I'm going to end up here?"

All this is too unbelievable, at this moment, Zhang Ling boldly walked to the corpse in order to understand the doubts in his happiness, and asked suspiciously and seriously.