The night was deep, and there was silence all around, and in the dim light of the moon, a somewhat pale palm came out of the soil.

"Whew!"

Forcefully picking up the soil pressing on his body, Fang Jin took a few breaths.

"What is this place? A new world? ”

Fang Jin looked around, but what he saw was a large number of white bones and broken coffins, and even some rotten straw mats.

"Mass graves!"

This was the first influence in Fang Jin's mind.

With a little force, Fang Jin's body completely came out of the soil, patted the dust on his body, Fang Jin felt it carefully, and found that the ten walking corpses connected in his mind were still there, and he knew that they were not far away from him through induction, and he was slightly relieved.

These ten walking corpses are the only guarantee that he can survive in this strange world.

As soon as his mind moved, he saw a hand stretched out from the soil not far from Fang Jin, and with the movement of this hand, the remaining nine places also stretched out their arms at the same time, and after these arms danced wildly for a while, as soon as they exerted their strength, the remaining bodies in the soil came out.

After a while, ten walking corpses in black robes stood in front of Fang Jin.

Fang Jin stepped forward and carefully inspected them, and found that these walking corpses were all intact, and nodded with satisfaction.

Controlling the two walking corpses, Fang Jin asked them to dig up the place where he was standing, the two walking corpses stepped forward, and the four arms quickly dug up, and in less than two minutes, a half-meter deep pit appeared in front of him, and a coffin that had already been broken in the pit also leaked out.

The coffin had been underground for some years, and it had rotted in many places, and the lid of the coffin had been broken into two sections, barely falling apart with some rivets.

Fang Jin took a few steps forward, then reached out and took it into the coffin, only to see a black backpack in his hand, this coffin was where he woke up, and some of the supplies he had prepared before crossing naturally ran inside.

Opening the backpack, the first thing he saw was more than a dozen prepared grenades, as well as black books, spirit stones, dark blood beads and the like, Fang Jin reached out and took out a white whistle.

"Whew!"

With a gentle blow, I saw a black smoke coming out of the whistle, slowly turning into a five or six-year-old ghost boy with fangs and a big mouth.

The ghost boy's mouth was wide open, and the two black holes in his eye sockets were also staring straight at Fang Jin, and drops of black liquid flowed down the corners of his mouth over time.

Fang Jin didn't care about him, this little ghost didn't have a great effect on him, but it was still good to use it to explore the way.

"Go, take a look around!"

Fang Jin stretched out his hand and pointed, the little ghost Jiajia shook his head, and then turned into a black shadow and disappeared.

Found a relatively clean place, Fang Jin sat down cross-legged, first checked his cultivation, or the realm of enlightenment and consummation, he had no clue about the foundation building period now, after catching Wang Bao that day, he couldn't wait to refine him into a walking corpse, I thought that as the last big boss There should be a lot of origin, even if he can't break through the bottleneck, he can increase some strength.

But the final result disappointed Fang Jin, Wang Bao's origin content was significantly less than that of Ma Jun, almost one-third of Ma Jun's.

And these origins obviously couldn't make the bronze coffin feed back a large amount of spiritual energy for Fang to absorb, so he was only a little more mana now, and his overall strength had not changed much.

After getting this result, Fang Jin tried to cultivate for a few more days, but even through the nourishment of a large number of ginseng and lingzhi medicinal materials, his cultivation speed was still extremely slow, and he could hardly even see the increase in mana.

And in the enlightenment period, he has no way to increase his cultivation speed through other ways, if he wants to directly absorb the aura of heaven and earth, then it is only possible to reach the foundation building period, the enlightenment period is still in the stage of refining and refining qi, and only in the foundation building period can he truly enter the refining qi and transforming the god.

Therefore, after understanding that it would be impossible for him to advance to the foundation building period even if he passed a large number of low-year medicinal materials in his lifetime, Fang Jin was still hesitant to cross through the bronze coffin, so he became how to carry out the crossing under the condition of ensuring his own safety.

In the end, after a lot of time and temptation, Fang Jin found that he and the ten walking corpses could pass through without hindrance, but every time he tried to pass through, he would forcibly stop.

There is also no classification restriction on the items carried by the crossing, but there are volume and weight restrictions, and the volume limit is that the length, width and height shall not exceed one meter, otherwise there will be a situation that cannot be crossed, and the weight is also, not more than fifty catties, otherwise it will not be able to cross.

After figuring it out, Fang Jin prepared some materials that needed to be brought, and then handed over Baohe to the bald head for the time being, he didn't know if he could come back, but it was always right to prepare more, in case he could go back one day, then as long as there was a bald head, Baohe would still be under his control.

After running a few laps of mana, Fang Jin returned to his peak state, then reached out and took out his backpack, rummaging in it for a while before taking out a few glass bottles with air holes.

"Sure enough, no!"

Looking at some of the ashes inside the glass bottle, Fang Jin pondered for a while, these bottles were originally filled with some insects and small animal cubs he had caught, he wanted to try to see if the bronze coffin could bring these living creatures to the new world, but now it seemed that it couldn't.

"Woo...!"

A gust of wind blew, and the figure of the little ghost Jiajia appeared in front of Fang Jin.

"Nothing? Very well, you go in and rest. ”

Hearing Fang Jin's words, the little ghost Jiajia turned into a black gas and drilled into the whistle in Fang Jin's hand.

The news brought back by the little ghost made Fang Jin feel a little surprised, a radius of five miles was the maximum range for him to control the little ghost, after entering the little ghost's investigation, there was nothing in this range except for the rotting coffin and the accumulation of white bones, according to the little ghost, there was not even a trace of yin and evil here, it was even cleaner than some temples in those big cities.

You must know that it stands to reason that this is simply impossible, and the place where Fang Jin is now is a mass grave, a place dedicated to burying the corpses of the unjustly dead, the unjustly killed, and the starved to death, which is very resentful after death.

Not to mention the mass grave, even a public offering that is blown up by the sun every day will not be so clean.

"It's weird!"

Fang Jin thought about it and thought for a while, but it was none of his business, he only came here to find the kind of food that could be recognized by the bronze coffin, and it didn't matter to him what problems there were in this world.

Standing up, Fang Jin's Divine Soul checked the point of light in the Wolf Killing Mixed World, as expected, it had been extinguished, and the point of light representing the world he was in now had become extremely dim.