It was like covering the sky, there was no light in it, and everything seemed lifeless.

Huang Cong has already experienced it, and he is no longer as shocked as the first time.

After a few steps deeper, another thunderclap exploded in the sky, obviously more brutal than the previous ones, but it was unsurprisingly once again obscured by the inky black leaves above his head.

He was already frightened, he felt all this at such a close distance and was deeply shocked, so the power of the heavenly thunder was terrifying, even a supreme master did not dare to take several hard shots, and at this moment, the blow on this inky black leaf, not only did not have any impact on this forest, but the heavenly thunder itself was also dispersed.

At the moment of lightning and thunder, with the help of this moment of light, he once again saw this tragic picture of Linnei, the ground was full of white bones, phosphorus and fire, although he already knew, but at this moment, he couldn't help but feel another burst of scalp tingling, it was really like the entrance to hell.

The endless white bones looked particularly terrifying in the dull forest, the breeze blew, and the dark black towering ancient trees stood tall and upright, and even the leaves did not waver in any way, as if they were poured with molten iron, but they stirred the bone meal on the ground that had been deposited for I don't know how many years, and then fluttered with the wind.

Although Huang Cong can't see it, he can feel the cold feeling of these bone powder falling on his body, this long forest passage has nothing but white bones, and the gloomy and terrifying picture can be felt even if he doesn't need to look at it.

After walking for a long distance, his vigilant heart finally let go, the undead beast did not appear, and then accelerated his pace, maybe a minute later, the ghost spirit child will be in danger.

Due to his impatience, his feet kept stepping on the dry bones on the ground, making a 'click' sound from time to time, which made it even more terrifying with the environment without any light.

After another wild run, a glimmer of light finally came into Huang Cong's eyes, and he knew that it was that special luminous stone, and that ancient hall was in front of him.

But when he arrived, he was shocked by what he saw, the whole hall had fallen down, and a huge black hole was exposed at the bottom, and even in the light of two huge glowing stones, the bottom could not be seen clearly.

When he explored carefully, he felt a monstrous demonic aura surrounding him from the black hole, a tremor from his soul, and a huge fear filled his heart.

Huang Cong immediately left the edge of the cave entrance, only a little better at this time, after carefully looking at the inclined ancient hall, he found that although the ancient hall was tilted, there was no sign of damage, the entire ancient hall seemed to be a complete body, more like a formation, as if suppressing a certain terror under the black hole.

Thinking of this, he was shocked, the only remaining breath at the bottom of the cave was so terrifying, if it appeared in the world, it would be unimaginable. At the same time, he was even more confused, because Dugu Yanran was suppressed in the ancient hall, but at the bottom of the entire ancient hall was suppressed an even more terrifying existence, could it be that there was a connection between this?

He boldly guessed that the horror had obviously escaped, combined with the change in the sky, and everything he saw in the mountains, it could be that the ghost spirit was captured by him, and his heart could no longer calm down at the thought of this.

Twice, Huang Cong has always arrived at the ancient hall, and he did not continue to move forward, at this time in his heart, he actually wanted to move forward, everything at this moment is conjecture, maybe the horror did not leave after escaping, but went to the deepest part of the Desperate Forest after catching the ghost Ling'er.

Huang Cong smashed a luminous stone, held it in his hand for lighting, took a deep breath, and walked around the ancient hall.

The towering ancient trees cover the sky and the sun, and there is still a piece of white bones in front of them, but it is not as dense as before, and the entire forest avenue is still quiet and terrifying, although there is no mistake in the position with the help of the luminous stone, but there is a feeling that people will always feel vaguely abnormal.

After walking forward for about 2,000 meters, the inky black ancient trees gradually thinned out, and a relatively open area appeared in front of you, but there was no grass.

Under the glow of the luminous stone, a black realm in front of him caught Huang Cong's attention.

Upon closer inspection, I found that it was a black lake, a huge black lake, silent as an iron block, without a single wave, and the color was like the ink, black and seeping.

Huang Cong picked up a skull from the ground and threw it in, there was no ripple on the surface of the lake, the skull just suspended for a while and then sank, it looked so lifeless, there was no grass on the ground, the entire Desperate Forest looked like a forbidden area of life, only the dead could survive here.

He smiled bitterly, because the whole lake was blocked here, and if he wanted to get past it, he could only swim down to the inky water to the other side, and then he remembered something, and sighed: "Could this be the stagnant water that the ghost spirit is looking for?"

Thinking of this, he had a feeling that he was not far from the ghost Ling'er, and then without any hesitation, he jumped directly into the lake, without splashing any waves, only swaying a little at the moment of falling.

Huang Cong didn't know what form he was already in at this time, he said that he was a living person, but he didn't have any life in his body, he said that he was a dead person, but he could still move, especially after entering the Forest of Despair, as if countless dead qi had become his nourishment, and he didn't feel any discomfort.

After falling into the water, he found that it was completely different from what he had imagined, and he could not swim in the water at all, but fortunately, the lake was not deep, and he could slowly swim to the other side.

But gradually, he realized that something was wrong, countless stagnant water drilled into his body like earthworms, and he didn't feel any discomfort, but he suddenly looked like a dry bone, he looked at his changes in surprise, and suddenly realized that everything was caused by the "All Things Born" in his body.

Looking inside, he found that "All Things" was running wildly, forming a huge spiral nest, not so much absorbing the stagnant water here, but absorbing the dead air in the inky black stagnant water.

Huang Cong was extremely surprised in his heart, "All Things Live" brought him shock again and again, and he often wondered that this exercise might have his own consciousness, but what it was?

As he absorbed more and more dead air, he actually began to get hot, and in an instant, his skin actually glowed with the brilliance of a young man, and as the dead air continued to enter, the original folds and flesh became soft and full.

The huge shock made his head have no time to think about it, because even if he regained his vitality at this moment, if he didn't block the absorption of dead qi in time, he would explode and die, but he suddenly found that he couldn't control the "All Things Born" in his body no matter what, this situation made Huang Cong smile bitterly, many times he found that he couldn't control a technique at all, it was better to be controlled by an exercise, maybe it was a mistake to put it in his mind at the beginning.

Time was slowly passing, Huang Cong gave up the struggle, looking at this inky black backwater, his heart was full of feelings, how many dead souls were needed to form such a lake.

And the stagnant water must be evil in people's hearts, as long as a cultivator gets a little drop, his cultivation will stagnate forever, and it will reduce a person's lifespan, and the situation at this moment is just the opposite, the endless death qi actually made Huang Cong rejuvenate again, and even stimulated his potential to the peak state, but the amount at this time has been a little excessive.

Suddenly, he remembered the scene of opening up his veins and flesh and blood in the mountain behind the Boundless Sword Sect, and he couldn't help but cheer up again, because he had a thought in his heart, that is, he couldn't die, he still found the ghost Ling'er, and found the woman who could give his life for him, and it was also because of her, Huang Cong has persisted until now, and he must seize this opportunity for the sudden change at this moment.

He stood in the stagnant water, closed his eyes, and under the non-stop operation, the ice and fire that had been extinguished finally connected with him, gradually, a faint flame lit up, and he suddenly felt a chill in his body, but he was excited, only with the help of the repair ability of the ice and fire and the metamorphosis of "All Things", he was able to completely introduce the dead qi into the flesh and veins.

With the rebirth of ice and fire, Huang Cong was completely at his peak at the moment, driving the dead qi in his body to constantly impact his muscles and flesh.

After a while, his face turned pale in an instant, and he could clearly feel that all parts of his body were being torn, and the dead qi that kept burrowing into his body was like drilling towards the veins without too much space in his body.

"Hiss"

One meridian couldn't withstand the squeezing and tore apart, and the flesh and blood in other places were also torn apart, but these were exactly the results that Huang Cong wanted, he immediately used his skills, and with the cooperation of the warm current and cold ice of "All Things", the terrifying wounds were being repaired at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Looking inside, he couldn't help but get excited, the newly repaired muscles and flesh were much wider than before, and the range of power that could be stored was also greater, because this was the second time Huang Cong used this method to expand the storage space in his body, he didn't seem as surprised and panicked as before.

In the following time, he let the dead air pour in, and completely turned into a whetstone to open up the route of his body, and in the process of continuous tearing and repair, his body has reached a qualitative change, not only can the amount of storage be extensive, but the whole body seems to have been washed, full of explosive power.

Finally, after another tear and repair, "All Things" finally stopped absorbing, and the spiral nest formed disappeared, although the pain he could endure in the process had reached his limit, but everything was worth it, just to live, just to be stronger, and more importantly, to have the ability to protect her who needed care.

Huang Cong opened his eyes, he felt very comfortable at the moment, as if he had inexhaustible strength, and he estimated that even if he punched casually now, he might have 100,000 strength.

looked at the hair on his shoulders, it had turned black and bright, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but show a smile, the stagnant water of the entire lake was still as calm as ever, but it was a little lighter in the inky black.

At this moment, a great spiritual pressure shrouded in this direction, this was a tremor from the soul, Huang Cong once again felt this huge fear, and already understood that the demon suppressed under the ancient hall did not escape, but went to the depths of the Desperate Forest, and this breath at this moment was exactly the same as the breath in the black hole under the ancient hall.

Not only did he not flinch, but quickly swam forward, perhaps the disappearance of the ghost spirit was related to this demon, but in an instant, he felt his abnormality before he completely left the lake.

"No, why is that?"

"Why?"

"No!"

Towering ancient trees shade the sky and the sun, and unwilling voices and tones fill the entire lake.