"Silk!"

Under the stone cliff, in the face of Ji Fan's anger, the little black snake swam away, and he didn't know whether he was embarrassed to swallow something, or felt that there was no oil and water to fish.

For the little black snake's intelligence, Ji Fan secretly gritted his teeth with hatred, but he didn't rush forward to fight to the death.

Originally, Ji Fan came to the Burial Spirit Mountain Range to see if he could get some benefits, but he didn't expect that he had just entered the mountain, and there was nothing left of the blood loss.

Calming down the trembling anger, after the little black snake left the cliff, Ji Fan hurriedly stepped forward to see what else was there.

"Huh!"

Just as Ji Fan found a box and a stone book, a piercing chirp sounded in the sky.

Looking up and seeing a golden brilliance in the air swooping down, the little black snake that left the cliff was fleeing in a panic, Ji Fan opened his mouth with a look of surprise.

"Wow~~~"

A golden brilliance touched the rocky ground, causing the gravel to shoot out, and the attacked little black snake struggled to bite, but was thrown away by the force of the golden light.

Ji Fan saw clearly at this time, and the golden light that swooped down was a golden eagle with wings spread and an adult arm span.

"Click! Click!"

The stout golden eagle, with a bright body and a lot of strength, took out a small black snake with sharp claws, and launched a continuous attack while pounced.

The golden eagle is extremely powerful, not only in size, but also in its upper mouth, pecking at the little black snake to bring out a stream of golden light, the vision of both eyes seems to be meticulous, and the power of the claws cuts the stone and shatters.

Seeing that the golden eagle reacted sharply and was full of wildness, the little black snake couldn't bite it, only being attacked by a hooked sharp beak and sharp claws, Ji Fan secretly sighed that while one thing descended from one thing to another, he hesitated to step forward with an axe.

"Go!"

When he reached the vicinity of the rubble crash, Ji Fan swung his axe and shouted, intimidating the golden eagle to drive it away.

"Huh!"

Seeing Ji Fan appear, the golden eagle's wings shook and quickly flew up.

"Run~Ah!"

For the little black snake that was coiled in the broken rock, trembling with fright, Ji Fan shouted unfavorably.

I don't know if I was injured or didn't dare to escape, the little black snake had a pitiful fear.

Looking up at the golden eagle hovering in the sky, Ji Fan couldn't help but be very anxious about the little black snake that didn't dare to escape.

"Go down to the bottom of the cliff and find a gap to get into. ”

Although Ji Fan didn't want the little black snake that swallowed his things and died under the claws of the golden eagle, he was also very afraid.

seemed to understand Ji Fan's words, and the little black snake swam to the bottom of the cliff, but it seemed a little difficult.

"Huh!"

The golden eagle's all-incomprehensible eyes found that the little black snake was about to escape, and once again turned into a golden light and swooped down on the little black snake.

"Bell~~~"

Ji Fan ran his true qi, kicked the ground under his feet, and swept the golden light like a meteor with an axe, and visually perceived that the golden eagle fluttered its wings and pecked at the blade of the axe with its sharp beak.

"Poof!"

Sparks splashed everywhere, although Ji Fan's axe-wielding arm was numb, but in the face of the golden eagle's sharp claws, he came up with a ruthless force, raised his left arm to resist at the same time, and his right hand swung the axe again.

"Huh!"

The golden eagle was hit by Ji Fan's axe in the chest and abdomen, and with a roar, it flapped its wings and flew up, leaving three golden feathers.

On the other hand, on the outside of Ji Fan's left forearm, four claw marks were deep and bones were visible, and red blood also gushed out.

"I really ran away!"

Seeing the little black snake swimming to the bottom of the cliff platform and turning around, and soon burrowed into the cracks in the mountain, Ji Fan gritted his teeth and gasped for cold.

Picking up three feathers with flowing golden light, Ji Fan also hid under the stone cliff.

In Ji Fan's opinion, the fight just now could not be called a defeat for both sides, the golden eagle fell into a feather, and his arm was hit hard.

"Whew!"

There was a roar of carvings in the sky, and Ji Fan, who hid under the cliff platform, gasped a little in pain, keeping a distance from the gap in the mountain that the little black snake drilled.

Finding that the front end of the axe blade was left with the golden blood of the golden eagle, Ji Fan did not dare to relax at all, and while guarding against the little black snake, he was as vigilant as the golden eagle in the air.

After a while, fortunately, the golden eagle circled in the air a few times and flew away, and Ji Fan breathed a sigh of relief.

"I didn't expect the demon beast to be so terrifying!"

Ji Fan didn't dare to slack off, hurriedly went to the item not far away, opened a wooden box, found the canned medicine powder inside, sniffed it, and immediately fell on the injured left arm.

This medicine box of the hunchbacked old man, Ji Fan had seen it before, and among them was the Jinchuang medicinal powder mixed with boiling blood grass.

"Whew!"

Ji Fan, who cooperated with his hands and mouth, wrapped in bandages, snorted in pain.

Ji Fan, who found the little black snake probing in the crack of the mountain and dealing with the injury, glanced at it coldly, and after experiencing the lesson of blood, he would never believe its meaning again.

The little black snake made a pitiful sound, and found that Ji Fan ignored it, so he swam back to the mountain crevice.

Ji Fan, who had entered the Burial Spirit Mountain Range, silently put away the empty bottles and jars that had no pills, and even the empty boxes did not fall.

"The Shadow Corpse Seal!"

For the stone book in the box, Ji Fan's expression moved.

After simply picking up the stone book and looking at the extremely small inscriptions on the front and back, Ji Fan hesitated, although this is the Qigong method of the Xuanyin Sect's spirit corpse, it also records some low-level spells, several Dan Fang, as well as alchemy and corpse refining techniques, but it is a Yin Gong.

And Ji Fan's cultivation method of breathing comes from the Burning Sky Valley, coupled with the practice of Haoyang Fist, after the quenching of the Burning Fire Forging Technique, his cultivation is more biased towards Yang Gong.

Silently put away the box containing the corpse seal of the Netherworld, and then Ji Fan opened another box.

"Yaoding?"

Looking at a small medicine tripod in the box that could be wrapped with both hands, Ji Fan knocked on it, guessing that it should be a pig iron tripod.

"It's a good thing. ”

Ji Fan took out the pig iron tripod and felt that there was still some weight.

As far as Ji Fan knows, it is difficult to build a medicine tripod like this, especially a tripod that can refine medicine, which is more demanding, even if it is pig iron, it is also very valuable.

"Only a medicine box can deal with emergencies!"

As for the remaining Yin Corpse Seal and Medicine Ding, Ji Fan felt that he would not be able to use it for a while.

If you want to cultivate the Yin Corpse Seal and spells, you have to open the vein, Ji Fan is only a mortal martial arts now, and he does not have the spiritual power of a qi refiner, as for refining the pill with mortal fire, it is even more difficult, and he has to find a place with earth fire.

Ji Fan was playing under the stone cliff for a while, the sky was already bright, and the morning sun dispersed some of the fog, making the scene of the Funeral Spirit Mountain Range much clearer.

Finding that the little black snake in the crack in the stone occasionally poked its head out, after Ji Fan finished sorting out his things, he picked up the axe and went on the road cautiously, he didn't want to be with the little black snake anymore.

It was early in the morning, the clouds were shrouded, and Ji Fan, who had entered the mountain, saw an ancient tree in the desolate mountain with a twisted shape, and his heart was secretly worried.

There are many legends of the Funeral Spirit Mountain Range in the Northern Sacrifice City, but seeing it with his own eyes, Ji Fan still has a sense of vitality withering and creepy.

There was almost no grass in the mountain, and when Ji Fan came to the ancient tree, he found that it seemed to be dead too, not a single leaf was not to mention, and the bark was covered with sores.

The boulders on the mountain were rusty, as if they were contaminated with an eerie dead air, and Ji Fan walked cautiously up the mountain, occasionally even seeing the dry bones of wild beasts.

How the beast died, Ji Fan didn't know, and he couldn't see anything from the dry bones that seemed to have lost their nutrients.

"Don't follow me, I'll give you food, for the sake of me saving you, will you let me go?" For the little black snake that followed, Ji Fan stopped and discussed with it in annoyance.

"Silk!"

The little black snake spit out the letter and made a sound, and it was a little aggrieved.

Originally, the environment of the Burial Spirit Mountain Range made people panic, and coupled with the tailgating of the little black snake, Ji Fan even had the idea of giving up exploration.

Since entering the mountain, Ji Fan faintly felt that the silence in this mountain was almost like no living thing.

"It's okay for me to leave, right?"

Ji Fan looked at the bandage on his left arm oozing blood, and wanted to reach a consensus with the wise little black snake.

However, for Ji Fan's statement, the little black snake actually raised his head and shook it.

"Silk!"

With the little black snake swimming in, Ji Fan hurriedly dodged, obviously maintaining his vigilance.

Finding that the little black snake did not attack, but went to the front, wandering for a while and turning back to the snake's head from time to time, Ji Fan felt that the little black snake seemed to be leading the way and summoning him.

"Let me follow you?"

Ji Fan asked the little black snake and confirmed it incredulously.

Sure enough, the little black snake turned around and nodded.

"Repay the favor?"

Ji Fan muttered to himself, before the little black snake swallowed the elixir and spiritual essence, he even comforted himself, it was regarded as a mountain sacrifice.

A long time ago, there was a saying in the Northern Sacrifice City that the Burial Spirit Mountain Range was fearing that there would be a disaster in the land of the devil.

As for Ji Fan saving the little black snake, it was more because he didn't want this little snake with wisdom to lose his life in the mouth of the golden eagle.

"Where are you taking me? I'm going to find the Fountain of Earthfire. Although Ji Fan hesitated, he finally followed.

After the little black snake shook his head, he did not take Ji Fan up the mountain again, but took a detour down the mountain.

The scorching sun hung in the air, scorching the earth, making the rocks of the Burial Spirit Mountains hot.

Ji Fan followed the little black snake and could realize that this was going deep into the mountains.

Fortunately, he didn't encounter any danger, and Ji Fan wasn't sure if it was the relationship between the little black snake leading the way, or if this Burial Spirit Mountain Range was already empty.

Ji Fan originally thought that he could dig up some herbs in the Burial Spirit Mountain Range, but the deeper he went, the hotter it became, it was like entering an abandoned place.

Boulders and gravel can be seen everywhere, there is no vegetation, and from a distance, there is a mountain peak filled with miasma.

In Ji Fan's cognition, miasma is mostly in the humid and hot mountain forests, but in the barren and hot places where plants are rare in the Burial Spirit Mountains, it seems unusual to have miasma.

The little black snake did not lead Ji Fan towards the miasma peak, but towards a low and inconspicuous peak.

Walking all the way until the twilight was getting dark, the remnant sun was like blood, and Ji Fan, who had walked with the little black snake for a day, finally entered the valley mouth of the low mountain peak.

The barren and hot rocky valley became golden under the afterglow of the setting sun.

"Silk!"

In the valley, the little black snake made a sound at a stone pile under the mountain wall, but it shrank back into the snake's body, giving people a sense of fear.

The stone pile under the mountain wall, in Ji Fan's opinion, seems to be caused by a landslide, and the stones are not broken of different sizes.

"Can there be anything in this kind of place?"

If it weren't for the little black snake that came here, it would be difficult for Ji Fan to imagine what would be unusual about such a chaotic stone valley with no abnormality and vitality.

In contrast, the majestic and majestic peak with a dark red miasma in the distance of the mountain range is obviously much more mysterious.

"Silk!"

For Ji Fan not to believe it, a little absent-minded, the little black snake once again continued to signal to the stone pile below the mountain, and then retreated and swam away uneasily.