Following.

As soon as the sky was hazy, Lin Jing and the five of them packed up their things and put a month's worth of supplies into the storage.

"What are you doing?" Hu Liena watched as Lin Jing loaded a supply into each storage space.

"Well, you don't understand." Lin Jing shook his head.

Hu Liena thought for a while, and also learned from Lin Jing, and put a supply in each storage space.

...

"Let's go."

Lin Jing and Yan walked at the front, Lin Yin in the center, and Hu Liena and Evil Moon walked side by side at the back of the team.

In the early morning, the canyon was filled with pale yellow mist, like the haze of Lin Jing's previous life.

Walking into the canyon, Lin Jing and Lin Yin saw the true face of the Lost Grand Canyon.

The strange rocks are craggy, and the mountains and rocks are steep. Beneath the green trees were strange stones, there was no dirt, and the rhizomes of the trees clinged to the stones, digging the tips of the rhizomes into the cracks in the stones.

On the stone mountain, there are large and small potholes and stone crevices, among which a wisp of yellow miasma floats from time to time.

"Huh?" Lin Jing stopped and found that he was walking in the middle of the road and had unknowingly walked to the edge.

"The miasma is thicker in the early morning, and it won't be like this when the sun rises, but underground, that's the norm." Yan explained on the side.

Ahh

Don't get me wrong, no one is calling.

With a scream, a changing white phantom swept out of a crack in the stone and flew towards the five.

With a pop, Yan didn't even have a martial soul possession, and he grabbed the phantom with just his pure soul power.

"The Lost Spirit, the weakest white. Later we will enter the underground through a hole in front of us, where there are a lot of Lost Spirits. Yan continued.

"What happens if you get touched by a Lost Spirit?" Lin Jing asked.

"The most direct manifestation is hypothermia in the body, and then the resistance to miasma decreases." Yan replied.

The crowd gradually approached their destination, which was a hole about four meters high, and a large yellow and white phantom hovered near the entrance, more white and less yellow.

The phantom moves irregularly, like a headless fly that wanders within a certain range, worthy of the name Lost Spirit.

Ahhh

As Lin Jing and the others approached, bursts of screams erupted from the phantom, and the ears of the stabbing people hurt for a while.

All kinds of light appeared, and Lin Jing and the others instantly completed the possession and summoning of the martial spirit.

"Don't use the soul skills after the three rings." Hu Liena reminded Lin Jing and Lin Yin.

Yan and Lin Yin became the main output positions, and each release of Yan's second soul skill Flame Vortex and Lin Yin's first soul skill Flame Pollen could cause several Lost Spirits to be annihilated in the flames.

The rest of Lin Jing and the three of them were responsible for cleaning up the fish that slipped through the net close by.

Hu Liena's red fox tail swept through, but she didn't use her soul technique. Against the Lost Spirit, the Enchanting Soul Skill does not work.

...

A moment later, a white light flashed, and Lin Jing used his white bone claw to catch a yellow tracer spirit again. At this time, most of the Lost Spirits at the entrance of the cave were cleared, and only one or two flew out of the cave from time to time.

"Let's go." Evil Moon and Lin Jing were the leaders, and several people quickly rushed into the cave.

Entering the cave, Lin Jing glanced at it. The rocks of the mountain have a disgusting grayish-black color, and ugly crevices crawl all over the cavern. The rock walls inside the cave are uneven, with protruding spikes everywhere and the ground is pitted.

Whew——

Hu Liena took out a torch-shaped object and waved it, and a dazzling white light appeared from the upper end of the object, but then it dimmed a lot. With the light, the team quickly went deeper into the cave, and Lin Jing could faintly sense that the ground of the cave had some slopes, and they were moving underground.

Ahh

The Lost Spirit strikes again.

Evil Moon and Lin Jing cooperated tacitly, and once a Lost Spirit emerged from a cave or rock crevice, it would be killed immediately.

In this place, the frequency of the appearance of the Lost Trace Spirit is unimaginable, and there will be Lost Trace Spirit coming out almost every second around, and Lin Jing and Evil Moon have no time to rest at all.

After about an hour, the light of the torch-like object in Hu Liena's hand quickly dimmed. At this time, the air underground had turned yellowish-brown, as if a thin veil had been cast in front of the eyes of several people.

"Rotate, you rest, regain your soul power." Yan and Hu Liena came up in their place, and Evil Moon took out a torch of the same style as Hu Liena and lit it.

Lin Jing and Evil Moon relaxed for the time being, but they still had to guard against the Lost Spirits that emerged from under their feet. Lin Jing began to recover his soul power as he walked, and amazingly, the concentration of soul power in this place was quite high, even comparable to a top-level mimic cultivation environment. Even in the case of a battle, the soul power in Lin Jing's body would increase slightly.

And the continuous battle allows several people to use the increased soul power for their own purposes at the fastest speed. Lin Jing felt that in this place, it didn't seem to be difficult to raise his soul power by two or even three levels within a year.

This is the Lost Grand Canyon, dangerous and mysterious, but soul masters can also get great benefits from this place.

Of course, there is a premise for all this, to live.

Ahh Ahh

The dim underground, yellow and white.

Screaming.

The aftermath of the soul skill crashed into the dull sound of the stone wall.

This is the eternal melody of the interior of the Grand Canyon.

Although the Lost Trace Spirit was a few points weaker than the ordinary soul beasts of the same level, the ants bit the elephant to death, and in just one hour, there were no less than a thousand Lost Trace Spirits who died in Lin Jing's hands. Soul masters with a little less combat experience may not survive more than ten minutes here, and if they are not careful, they will be attacked by the Lost Spirit. And Lin Jing's control of the soul power consumption is even more crucial, once the soul power of the four soul kings is insufficient at the same time, what awaits them is death.

As the team went deeper, the ground became a little steeper, and the slope was visible at a glance.

For the first time, purple Lost Spirits also appeared around.

"Come back!" Lin Jing broke through the yellow fog and grabbed back the shade that had gone astray. Just now, Lin Yin almost walked into another fork in the road and was separated from everyone. This is the effect of a miasma, which not only disorients people, but also obstructs their vision.

"Ahh Lin Yin was taken aback, she knew the result of being separated from the group.

Underground, the result of a person being separated is to run out of soul power and be killed by the Lost Spirit.

"Rest in place." Hu Liena stopped when the group walked to a slightly larger cave.

Although the number of Lost Spirits is large, it is not endless, and if a few people stay in one place and kill all the Lost Spirits in this area, they can still get some respite.

Ahh

It's a purple millennium trail again. But he was quickly killed by several people, leaving a crystal clear soul bone in place.

"Evil Moon, you keep it."

The soul bones of the Lost Spirits are of little value to a few people, but they can be exchanged for a lot of supplies from the Lost Clan.

After ten minutes, the frequency of the Tracer Spirit's appearance decreased significantly, and only one appeared in a minute or two.

Only one Soul King is required to be vigilant in the team.

Another hour passed, and the four soul kings took turns to be on guard, and everyone's soul power had recovered most of it.

"It's a little stuffy." Lin Jing gradually felt out of breath, and then realized the problem of insufficient oxygen.

"Because of the existence of the miasma, the air in the underground is not very circulating, and the air will become much thinner after staying in one place for a long time." Yan explained.

"Something's coming... This is, on my right? No, this hole on my left. Lin Yin suddenly shouted, and the small white flower in her hand was swaying gently.

"Be on guard." Hu Liena and Lin Jing immediately became vigilant.

Hiss –

A gray spider crawled out of the yellow mist, with a slender body and not mighty.

Crypt Spider. A burrowing soul beast that lives underneath all year round, lost to web-weaving spiders, and is good at ambushes. Sometimes, however, the Crypt Spider will leave the nest to pursue its prey.

"Five thousand years at most." Although Lin Jing couldn't see the details of the demon spider clearly, he could roughly estimate the age of the crypt demon spider based on his size.

"Quick fix." The purple-red light on Hu Liena's body appeared, and for the Crypt Demon Spider, her charm soul technique finally came into use. In the past, she could only use the external soul bone as a means of attack.

A soul beast of less than five thousand was quickly killed under the siege of the four soul kings, and a purple soul ring appeared on the corpse.

"Keep going."

"Can't we carve a mark on the ground?" Lin Jing suddenly thought of something.

"It's useless." Evil Moon used her blade to make a notch in the stone wall, but the notch was recovering at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"It's a special effect of the Miasma."