"Click!click~~~"

In the early morning of the Funeral Spirit Mountains, the thick mist condensed and did not disperse, and a figure walked with difficulty, stepping on pieces of rubble.

When the figure came to a gravel pile, he was crazy and generally picked up the gravel with his hands.

The dark lines of the force of the wound squirmed extremely slowly on the surface of the figure's skin.

The figure dug for a while before a thorn was revealed under the rubble.

Seeing that a lot of spikes in the thorn group had fallen off and the flesh was blurred, the figure carefully picked up the surrounding rubble and carried it out.

"Woo~~~"

It was only then that the thorn group spoke, trembling constantly.

"It's gone. ”

The figure comforted the thorns, sensing the force of the injuries on the thorns.

"Snort~~~"

It didn't take long for the injuries on the body of the thorn group to be triggered by the way of injuries perceived by the human figure, and the dark lines of the power of injuries gradually emerged.

In the trembling of the thorn mass, the dark lines of its body injuries were slowly guided down, passing through the skin of the human figure, and emitting on the ground.

At this time, the weak figure in the thick fog was Ji Fan, who survived the catastrophe.

The Qianjun ring was shining, the bottle, the storage bag, and the beast stone were released, Ji Fan opened the bottle, first filled the little hedgehog with some spiritual liquid, and then took out the lotus seeds from the storage bag and fed it ten.

Seeing the little hedgehog eating and vomiting blood, Ji Fan couldn't help but take a deep breath.

After leading all the power of the little hedgehog's injuries, Ji Fan opened the Imperial Beast Stone and was about to send it in.

"Squeak~~~"

The little hedgehog did not enter the Imperial Beast Stone, but sniffed it with his small nose and gestured to Ji Fan not far away.

Ji Fan nodded, and with his big hand, he pushed the little hedgehog towards the glowing beast stone.

"Zi~~~"

As the little hedgehog entered the Imperial Beast Stone, Ji Fan took a few breaths and closed the brilliance of the Imperial Beast Stone.

In the morning, Ji Fan dug out the little hedgehog, the stone girl and the white fox from the gravel one after another.

The white fox was also seriously injured, but fortunately, he kept his consciousness, and the stone girl was in the best condition, with some shallow scratches on the stone body, and she was frightened, and kept crying.

The reason why the stone girl is okay is that the white fox protected her with a splendid picture in the light explosion.

In contrast, the white fox resisted the light explosion by relying on a mountain glowing with starry diamonds, not only the viscera were wounded, but even the fox's leg was broken.

Sitting in the broken gravel field, Ji Fan helped the little girl and the white fox deal with their injuries, and couldn't help but be a little stunned.

"Jingle bell~~~"

Until the night, the dense fog of the Burial Spirit Mountain Range did not dissipate, and Ji Fan, who was sitting in the gravel field, faintly heard some small sounds.

Looking up at the starry sky and the round moon, Ji Fan couldn't help but be very vigilant.

"Out!"

After closing his eyes for a while, Ji Fan's eyebrows emitted a line of will fluctuations, and he smacked lightly in his mouth.

"Whoosh!whoosh~~~"

The two abysses in the Burial Spirit Mountain Range that were blasted out by the Star Pillar Thunder both had extremely faint spiritual power fluctuations.

The fine chain hammer rushed out from a round hole abyss, and what emerged from another round hole abyss was a ring of metal gourds, flying in the direction of the gravel where Ji Fan was.

"I didn't expect a burial catastrophe, these two antiquities, and they were all preserved!" Seeing the chain hammer and gourd ring floating to his side, Ji Fan muttered on his lips, but there was no surprise in his expression.

At this time, the fine chain hammer, the thirty-six chains, no longer had the slightest black, and the whole body exuded a faint essence.

In addition to the two chain hammers, which have the greedy refining pattern, the mysterious star pattern on the other thirty-four chain hammers is no longer there.

The reason why Ji Fan sensed the existence of the chain hammer was precisely because of the chain hammer's faint Fan Gu spiritual breath and gluttonous refining patterns.

As for the gourd ring, it surprised Ji Fan, the thirty-seven small metal gourds had each shrunk to a size no bigger than a fingernail at this time, and the gourd and the gourd were close together, forming a ring.

Looking at the shape of the gourd ring, Ji Fan only felt that the ancient monk and some antiquities were amazing, just like the bracelet he saw in Xingyue Valley, the beads were not connected by threads, just like the magnetic force attracted each other tightly without gaps.

The reason why Ji Fan was surprised by the gourd ring was that at this time, there were small fingerprints on each small gourd.

"The fingerprint mark I left on the small metal gourd should be gone, why is it that every gourd has appeared now!" Ji Fan felt that this gourd ring was even more strange.

"Mace, what's next?"

Ji Fan tentatively asked the chain hammer suspended not far away, although he didn't feel that there was any wisdom in the chain hammer and the gourd ring.

The chain hammer did not give Ji Fan an answer, and did not even move again.

The chain hammer and the gourd ring were able to come out from under the abyss, and it was Ji Fan who sensed these two artifacts and used his mind to drive the two artifacts.

"Jingle bell~~~"

Ji Fan took a deep breath and sat on the gravel pile with his hands flat, the chain hammer wrapped around his left wrist, and the gourd ring converged on his right wrist.

I don't know why, Ji Fan felt that the two antiquities no longer had the power they used to have.

"Could it be that something went wrong with the machine spirit?" Although Ji Fan could realize that suffering a catastrophe was the main cause, he couldn't be sure what was going on.

At the moment, although Ji Fan couldn't feel the spiritual wisdom of the two ancient treasures, he didn't say that it was very good for the situation of this kind of ancient treasure.

Holding it is equivalent to planting a bane, but abandoning the two antiquities in the Burial Spirit Mountain Range, Ji Fan feels that it is a pity.

"It's really not suitable to explore the two antiquities now, and it is estimated that after this burial ancient catastrophe, there should not be such a catastrophe for a long time. With mixed feelings, Ji Fan revealed the spirit of the dead, and searched for his things with his perception cooperation.

The sword of the Buddha was completely shattered in the catastrophe, the oval-shaped relics were finished, and the thirty-six beads used by the chain hammer to resist the blood thunder were annihilated.

The two one-legged green bronze figures are no longer lifeless, the green bronze people are full of cracks, and they were dug out by Ji Fan, although the material is there, it looks like it will burst at any time.

The Buddha's face is not much better, the thirty-seven faces, all have traces of cracks, and there is no brilliance, it is obviously a remnant.

Compared with these seemingly useless things, the little black knife was contaminated with blood thunder and finally collapsed, which was what made Ji Fan feel the most distressed.

For a night, Ji Fan groped in the devastated Funeral Spirit Mountain Range, rummaging everywhere, until he gathered things into a small pile, and then he gasped and rested.

The twelve radiant mangxin wooden swords were gone, but the rising sun vine seeds remained, and the bone dagger shattered.

A magic weapon flying sword, two steel daggers, Ji Fan did not release them from the Qianjun ring from beginning to end.

When the catastrophe came, many coffin pendants were placed in the valley by Ji Fan, but it was fine, and the fine needle Gu Bao and another skull card Gu Bao obtained from the corpse of the Taiyi Sect monk were annihilated.

"It seems that the previous catastrophe was more about the burial of the ancients, not only the ancient relics and ancient treasures, but even the ancient bloodline and ancient body were also struck by lightning, fortunately, the seeds of this rising sun vine were not planted, otherwise they would not have been able to escape the bombardment of the thunder!" Ji Fan sighed and said.

Enlarged and opened all the pendants of the corpse coffin, Ji Fan did not dare to devour the spiritual base of one corpse after another until this time.

Before, Ji Fan was in the Phantom Dust Mountain Range, and even got the corpses of a Jindan monk and a fetal monk, and the Jindan in the two corpses was still there at this time, which was the biggest supplement for Ji Fan himself.

After the catastrophe, the strange voices in the Burial Spirit Mountain Range at night became more cautious.

The sky was bright, and the corpses in the coffins had all been devoured by Ji Fan.

The surging alien aura emanated from Ji Fan's body, and his breath was full of rhyme.

"Burial!"

As Ji Fan put away the coffin pendant and useful things, he launched the earth method and sank the dry corpse and the completely shattered artifact into the underground of the Burial Spirit Mountain Range.

"The jade tooth is gone!"

Ji Fan took the gourd ring string and the fine chain hammer off his wrist and put them into the Qianjun ring.

After thinking about it for a while, Ji Fan took out a piece of easy face and carefully pasted it on his face, turning into a young man with burns on his face.

After cleaning up the rubble again, and confirming that he couldn't see anything, Ji Fan tidied up his clothes and prepared to leave the Burial Spirit Mountain Range.

"Whew~~~"

Ji Fan, who was continuously sweeping, was also adjusting his xenomorph aura, trying his best to let Fan Gu entangle the silk spirit yuan and refine the xenomorph aura.

"There is still a purple pill that I haven't taken, as long as I can find a place to meditate for a while, plus the spiritual liquid and lotus seeds I collected before, maybe I can have the possibility of hitting the golden pill stage. Ji Fan thought silently, he had to improve his strength.

Ji Fan was desperate to leave the Burial Spirit Mountain Range at this time, and when the catastrophe came, there was too much shaking here, and he wasn't sure if someone would take the risk to find it.

In addition, when he was buried in the ancient era, what kind of impact it had on the cultivation world of Cangluan Prefecture was also something that Ji Fan needed to understand.

"It is estimated that it is not only me who has suffered heavy losses, at least I am still alive, as long as I am alive, there is hope, after the burial of the ancient calamity, if the number of antiquities and ancient treasures decreases, more may have to fight for their own strength. "When Ji Fan came out of the Burial Spirit Mountain Range, he was thinking about the state of affairs in the cultivation world.

Just when Ji Fan arrived at the Python River, which had been cracked out of the ravine, he suddenly stopped his sweeping figure and looked at the sky with his eyes.

A sword light appeared in the southern mid-air and quickly slashed towards the Burial Spirit Mountain Range.

"Who, what do you do?"

The person on the sword light was quite keen, and soon found Ji Fan who was not moving in the mist, and asked in a crisp voice.

"It came really fast, the catastrophe had only passed for a day, and I hurried to the Burial Spirit Mountain Range, it seemed that I had a clear purpose. Ji Fan secretly sneered in his heart.

Although there was nothing left in the Burial Spirit Mountain Range now, Ji Fan knew that there was a huge stone gourd hidden in the area of the blood-colored miasma before.

In addition, Ji Fan didn't think that there was anything else to worry about in the Burial Spirit Mountain Range, but it was not ruled out that some people came to take a look because they felt the fluctuations of the catastrophe in the Burial Spirit Mountain Range.

The monk on the flying sword in mid-air, with a Dan Yun who seems to be unstable, is a Jindan monk, but there is no Dan Xi fetal movement.

"You're no match for me, so it's best not to act rashly. Ji Fan felt the cold gaze of the Imperial Sword Female Cultivator in mid-air, and said lightly.

"Just a mid-stage Tongxuan monk, with such a heavy alien aura, you actually say that I am not your opponent?" the female monk on the flying sword sneered.

"People are divided into three, six, nine and so on, if I am a sharp sword, you are a dirty short spear, and the gap in combat power between you and me is not something that can be erased by one rank. Ji Fan put what he had said about himself before on the nunish.

Hearing Ji Fan's words, the female monk on the flying sword couldn't help but look strange with her cold expression, as if she had eaten something bad.

The reason why Ji Fan dared to say this was more because the Burial Ancient Tribulation had just ended, and he was not too afraid of Brother Jindan.