Mu Fan's consciousness returned to his body, and he was still in the fall, but not as flustered as before.

After practicing the Divine Skill, he was waiting for Hua Yueqing to contact him again, and he waited for a long time without any response.

Anyway, there's nothing to do to float like this, do something to pass the time.

Take out the military formation to study, take advantage of the light on the pearl, once immersed in it, I feel that the passage of time is much slower.

A dark and dim place, unconsciously forgetting the time.

Mu Fan case after case, these military formations and actual combat records are valuable assets. It's not good to waste time in vain, so it's better to take the opportunity to do something useful.

Gradually, he began to panic, and it didn't take long for him to turn into doubt. He read all the books on the three-layer military formation and half of the books on the four-layer military formation, and took the time to review all the previous military formations.

This should have taken a long time, how could it be unnoticed?

Doubts are doubts, in this empty and dark place, no one can solve his doubts. Xiao Chan'er in the sea of qi doesn't know, don't say anything about the big black sky.

Mu Fan was almost driven crazy, and thought of all kinds of ways to divert his attention and prevent himself from thinking in this direction.

Using the magic power, the moon is steaming, and the reshaped body is not afraid of the heat of the moon at all, and it is easy to exert the power of the magic power. At first, he felt fresh, but when he got tired of it, he thought of other ways to kill time.

Cultivating the Three Wonders, absorbing the moonlight and absorbing the starlight at the same time; Cultivate the art of retreat and test your limits; Use the Rokujia to hone the thirteen swords of Qimen......

In short, he used all the methods that could consume time, and the cave seemed to never be able to reach the bottom, and the passage of time was unaware and unfelt.

Later, he was really bored, so he went to chat with Xiao Chan'er. Chatting and chatting, almost everything that can be talked about has been discussed.

I don't know how long it took, but when his feet touched the ground, he almost cried.

It's been a long time since I've felt the touch of the ground, and there's familiarity in the strange.

Mu Fan exhaled a long breath, almost exhaling all the air in his lungs. Before he could lie on the ground and kiss the ground, he found himself in another boundless place.

There were corpses all around, and the moment he touched the ground, these corpses stood up in unison as if they had received an order.

Under the light of the pearl, Mu Fan saw this scene, which was extremely spectacular.

Countless dead corpses came to life and turned to face him, and the wind was gusting here, and the stench of corpses was stinking.

didn't have time to think about it, Mu Fan summoned the Three Kings Sword, and the power of the sword was sealed, I don't know who did it. He wanted to unlock the seal on the Three Kings Sword, but found that he couldn't do it at all. The seal on the sword is so strong that it is only an eight-layer sealing formation.

Mu Fan looked around, there was no other way at the moment, these corpses wanted to take him as a companion, he didn't want to, then he could only let these corpses die more completely.

"Qingjiao, I wish you a hand."

The frog did not answer, and it seems that it was also sealed.

Mu Fan took out a handkerchief from the storage ring, tied it to his hand, and summoned an ordinary flying sword.

He was going to kill the "corpses".

It's a strange place, it's deep underground, and it shouldn't be windy, and corpses shouldn't give birth to maggots. But the wind was incessant, and maggots crawled on the corpses, even on the ground.

The corpse that approached Mu Fan opened his arms and "embraced" Mu Fan, but Mu Fan didn't like to be so close to strangers, so he swung his sword and cut off the corpse's arms.

was holding a sword instead of a backhand sword, a sword flower lit up, and the corpses of more than ten zhang around it turned into two pieces and were wiped out.

Mu Fan held the sword in both hands and slashed forward. This sword slashing aura was full of a hundred zhang, and under the sword qi, countless corpses were cut vertically.

His real goal wasn't to kill as many corpses as he could, because he knew that they would be difficult to kill.

If this is a trapped, then there should be a passage to the rest of the world. Otherwise, the people who built the mausoleum would not have been able to leave here, and there would be no way to build further.

Mu Fan's sword touched the ground, and the white stone slab on the ground was hard, and the sword qi only left a white mark on the ground.

This white mark is the guideline for determining the bearing. The next thing is easy to do, follow this white mark all the way, and when you reach the end, you will slash another sword.

You won't always find an exit, but you'll always be heading to one place, and you'll have a better chance of finding an exit or border.

Mu Fan rushed to the end of the white mark with one arrow step, followed by another sword. The sword qi slashed into the stone slab, leaving a white mark. This white mark is exactly the one above, as long as you keep cutting it, there will always be an end.

The surrounding corpses are constantly obstructing, attacking from all directions.

Mu Fan killed too much, so he couldn't care about maggots. Some maggots splattered from the bodies of the dead bodies and landed everywhere. He hurriedly held up the wind so as not to be contaminated by maggots.

And so on for five hours, and the killing continued, but the end was nowhere to be found.

"Is it like an abyss, and it takes me a lot of time?" Mu Fan's heart was bottomless, and he regretted going to the tomb a little. I blame myself for being too anxious and not investigating this place thoroughly.

The mausoleum was destroyed by a flash flood, and when he went down to the tomb, he did not travel far in the passage, but in such a short distance, two pairs of hands appeared, pressing him close into the abyss.

"After such a long time, has Master received the letter, has he come to Zhongzhou?" He especially hoped that Master would come over quickly, so that he could get out of here as soon as possible.

Mu Fan continued to march along the white line, and the strength of the corpse became stronger and stronger. It wasn't as easy for him to deal with as it had been.

When he was in a hurry before, with the help of the defense of his body, he could occasionally force the corpse of the attachment back with a single sword. At this moment, the corpse is getting closer and closer to his body, the safety range is shrinking, and more and more corpses are gathering around.

In order to expand the safety area, he had to devote more energy to dealing with the corpses gathered around him.

For a while, the sword qi was dazzling, blooming from his hands, using the dead corpse as nourishment, and it was blood-red and bewitching.

The battle went in a tragic direction, and the tragic thing was that those corpses were already dead, and they had to die again.

At a certain moment, one corpse suddenly bit another corpse and ate it in front of Mu Fan.

The move spread rapidly, and the corpses bit each other, and their numbers quickly decreased, but the strength of the individual corpses began to increase rapidly.

Seeing this, Mu Fan had no choice but to stop the plan. The number of corpses in this area is beyond imagination, and if this continues, the strength of a single corpse will become stronger and stronger, and it is likely to exceed his strength.

I'm not afraid of a large number of rabble, but I'm afraid of elite soldiers!

Mu Fan put away his sword, stretched out his sword fingers, and swallowed a foot of Yuehua with his fingertips. Against these corpses, fire works better.

With a flick of his fingers, a foot of Yuehua flew out, flew into the pile of corpses, and suddenly exploded. The moon was contaminated with the dead body, and a fire ignited in an instant.

The corpses didn't feel the pain, they still bit each other, and the fire of the moon spread along their bites, and it didn't take long for the place to turn into a sea of fire.