Under the canyon, there is a bleak, cold air, all around is cold ice and rotten leaves, in the cracks of the canyon, everywhere is a clear air, permeating the void.

At this moment, Sunan slowly twisted his neck, extremely sour, because he had already died once.

As far as the eye could see, the surroundings were extremely dim, and not far away, Sunan narrowed his eyes slightly, stood up, and happened to see the iron-backed centipede that was constantly wriggling.

At this time, the iron-backed centipede, hundreds of thousands of feet, has been almost smoothed, green blood, spurting out, extremely tragic, and some have dried up, but this iron-backed centipede, obviously still alive, constantly wheezing, wailing in pain, emitting bursts of 'hiss' sounds.

"Dying?"

Sunan said with a smile and swaggered to the iron-backed centipede's side.

"You can't fall to death if you're so high, you're really dead. ”

Sunan pouted.

"You...... Aren't you dead? Are you still human? I've seen you brush into a patty, how can I ......?"

The iron-backed centipede couldn't help but spit out another mouthful of blood, eager to eat Sunan in one bite, this guy is too perverted, right?

The iron-backed centipede could obviously kill Sunan, but an earthquake directly caused them all to fall into the abyss, and they kept rubbing with hundreds of thousands of feet, and finally all the feet were finally smoothed out thousands of meters away from the abyss, and they fell down hard, their bones were cracked, and they were almost dying.

"Okay, don't force it, you're like this, die in peace, your iron back is comparable to Jin Jian, used to refine weapons, it looks good. ”

Sunan patted the iron-backed centipede on the back and made a 'clang' sound.

The iron-backed centipede wanted to cry without tears, now all its feet have been lost, and it has also been smashed to pieces, even if it hangs in a breath, it is difficult to escape the doom, Sunan inserted a sword into its skull, and the iron-backed centipede did not know how Sunan survived until the moment he died.

Sunan has refined all the demon crystals of the iron-backed centipede and the ice giant bear, and his strength is also on a higher level, but it will take a while to reach the half-step god realm.

Sunan looked at Siye, and his heart was unrestrained, he was in this abyss, without the power of the sky, he was almost sentenced to death.

"Is it really dead here?"

Sunan couldn't help but sigh a little in his heart, this dark ghost place is not the kind of cliffs in the mountains at all, but a big crack under the ground, and there is no way to find an exit.

For three days and three nights, Sunan almost walked out of thousands of miles, and it was still an endless Grand Canyon, a crack Grand Canyon less than 20 meters wide, which seemed to have always existed, and the degree of decay and oxidation of the rocks here was definitely not like the previous earthquake.

However, Sunan did not give up, and walked forward step by step, looking for hope for survival.

On the seventh day, Sunan was already tired and sweating, and in this Grand Canyon, the aura of Shen Yun was extremely lacking, and Sunan's recovery was also quite slow.

"Grandma's, I'm tired to death. ”

Sunan sat on the ground, leaning against a cliff, panting, closing his eyes to recuperate, but at this time, he found that there seemed to be something hard behind him.

Sunan turned and stood up, kicking away the thick rotten leaves on it, only to find a huge skeleton.

"What is this?"

Sunan cleaned up all the fallen leaves, and what was presented was a skeleton of a big bird, which was more than ten meters in size, and a skeleton was incomparably crystal bright, I don't know how many years have passed, and it seems to be incorruptible.

"It's ...... Ink Feather Demon Dragon?"

Dumplings suddenly appeared on Sunan's shoulders and whispered, with a look of horror in his eyes.

"Ink Feather Demon Dragon, what's that?"

Sunan asked puzzled.

"It is an extremely powerful race, the Moyu Demon Dragon Clan, a branch of the Dragon Clan, but their strength is not much weaker than the Dragon Clan, even the Dragon Clan admits their sole existence, above the Barbarian Divine Prefecture, the Moyu Demon Dragon Clan is one of the top ten races, because they are the Dragon of the Sky, and their speed is comparable to that of the Golden-winged Dapeng, so their combat effectiveness is also extremely strong. However, they have always valued their own race heritage, so how could anyone allow the bones of someone of their race to be left here?"

Dumplings are also very puzzled, Sunan is now getting better and better at dumplings, this guy seems to be like a hundred Xiaosheng in the rivers and lakes, as if there is nothing it doesn't know.

"Sky Dragon! God help me, this pair of snow-white and flawless wings is just right to create my Purple Feather! As long as I complete the refining of Purple Feathers, maybe I will be able to leave this hellish place." Hahaha. ”

Sunan laughed and said, there is no endless road, it seems that this ink feather demon dragon is simply tailor-made for Sunan.

"Even if it has been dead for thousands of years, this Ink Feather Demon Dragon Clan's body also has an extremely strong soul mark, and it is not easy for you to refine it. ”

Dumpling said solemnly.

"How do you know if you can't do it if you don't try, and now that I'm going to die, do I care about that?"

Sunan shrugged his shoulders and said disapprovingly, the left and right are also dead, and if he can't escape from this Grand Canyon, Sunan has only one way to die.

If this is a good opportunity, how can he let it go?

Sunan looked at the snow-white and flawless bone wings with blazing eyes, stretched out his hand, clasped it in his hand, and suddenly, a powerful soul thought almost burst like a tide, as if he wanted to force Sunan to retreat.

"What a terrible soul mark!"

Sunan couldn't help but say, but the power of his soul already has the power of the Heavenly God Realm, Sunan hit strongly, cast the soul destroying divine sound, crazy surging, and intertwined with the soul imprint in the bones, under the soul exterminating divine sound, the soul imprint, and Sunan continued to struggle, for a long time, Sunan's soul finally occupied the absolute peak, and completely erased the only remaining soul imprint.

"Whew—it's finally done. ”

Sunan breathed a long sigh of relief, and the dumplings said in a low voice:

"You're really blessed with a great life, if it weren't for the soul mark that survived for too long, you might have died. It was definitely a skeleton left by the powerhouse of the God King Realm of the Ink Feather Demon Dragon Clan. ”

Even the dumplings pinched a cold sweat for Sunan, and Sunan's heart was shocked, but fortunately, he persevered just now, and now that he thinks about it, he seems to be a little afraid, his soul power at the level of the Heavenly God Realm has also been greatly damaged, and it seems that it is not a real magic weapon at all.

(End of chapter)