The snow-white wood was held in Wang Man's hand, emitting a faint white light, releasing a friendly signal, making Wang Man slightly relieved.

He leaned out a wisp of spiritual power, swirled on the snow-white wood, and entered the inside of the wood very smoothly, feeling a vast ocean of vitality.

These are two extremes with the feeling that the pitch-black wood gives Wang Man.

"This snow-white wood and the pitch-black wood should have been one. Since I can mobilize the breath of death in the pitch-black wood, wouldn't I be able to mobilize the vitality in the snow-white wood? Moreover, this snow-white wood is much milder than the nature of the pitch-black wood, and it is estimated that the resistance will not be too fierce. ”

Wang Man's breath became short, and this thought made him very excited. If he could make use of the vitality in the snow-white wood, it would be of unimaginable benefit to his cultivation.

Just as he was about to start eagerly, Wang Man suddenly calmed down and stopped continuing to investigate the snow-white wood.

"The environment here is too strange, so I need to find a way to get out early, or find a way to find out why this space came into being, and at the same time see if there is anything that threatens me so that I can prepare in advance. I can't waste time on this piece of snow-white wood, I've already got it anyway, and I'll have time to explore it later. ”

Wang Man analyzed the current situation and knew that the top priority was to explore the mysterious space where the roulette of life and death was located, rather than to study the snow-white wood.

Just as he wanted to receive the snow-white wood into the Qiankun bag, Wang Man stopped again.

He thought in his heart: "This snow-white wood and the pitch-black wood are originally one, and there must be some inexplicable connection between them. That's the most likely reason why it was drawn to me. It's hard to say what will happen if you put it in a Qiankun bag and meet it with pitch black wood, but I obviously don't have the time and energy to deal with it now. After all, the Qiankun bag is a treasure and can isolate these two pieces of wood, so it is better to carry it with you. ”

Carrying the snow-white wood into his arms, Wang Man looked around. The huge roulette of life and death, the area is incomparably vast, where Wang Man is, is the edge of it, the chaotic mist is surging, and there is a pool of blood on the ground.

Looking ahead, the towering corpses were lying on the wheel of life and death, filled with the atmosphere of vicissitudes. However, their corpses did not have the slightest intention of decomposing, they were still vivid, and Wang Man could even see a towering giant with wide eyes, and the heroism, generosity, and fortitude and courage in the eyes of death were contained in those eyes.

On their bodies, there are more or less wounds, some of which are pierced by fingers at the center of their eyebrows, forming a transparent blood hole between the front and back, some of which are torn open by mysterious creatures with their claws and have their hearts removed, and some of which have their entire skulls torn away by a terrible force, shattering the white brains in them.

All in all, they died in a horrible state.

However, Wang Man did not feel the slightest fear and timidity in these majestic giants. Each of them, even if they died, exuded a mighty fighting spirit through the ages, resolute and brave, and never afraid of blood.

"These are the brave fighters who follow the master of this secret realm and fight against the heavens, right?" Wang Man's heart spontaneously gave birth to a sense of respect.

However, he also wondered a little in his heart, why did the blood flowing from these warriors mix with the devil in the outside world?

These people, even if they die, I'm afraid there are some miracles, and it is impossible for their bodies to be defiled by those filthy demons after death!

"Everything in this secret realm is really getting more and more mysterious, taking away the demon head of Shi Dun, the fragments of the ancient power, and the demons who inhabit the death area, as well as the cemeteries of demons, many things are difficult to explain. And the Emperor of the People has already obtained this secret realm, and must have already understood many things in this secret realm, does he have any deeper intention in arranging the Hundred Courtyards in such a place? If there is a big plan behind it, then the Hundred Sects, the Western Barbarian Divine Sect, and the overseas Ten Thousand Islands will watch all this happen here? They will definitely obstruct it heavily, and this place will become a battlefield for many forces to compete!"

The more Wang Man thought about it, the deeper he became, and in the end, a layer of cold sweat appeared on his back, and he only felt that the water behind the hundred courtyards was too deep!

"It's really too much to think about, rest assured, finish the game, and everything will be fine, so why bother with other things. ”

Wang Man laughed, shook his head, threw out all kinds of thoughts in his mind, and then his expression became serious, the top priority is to explore this space and find a way to leave!

Because, the crack behind him has long since disappeared, leaving only chaos surging.

That chaos has an incomparably chaotic power, and with Wang Man's current strength, it is far from being able to open up a path in it to the outside world.

Spiritual power went first, and after making sure that there was no danger, Wang Man swept forward, and under his feet was the slowly rotating wheel of life and death, scattering wisps of inexplicable emanation.

There was nothing abnormal, Wang Man soon came to the front of those towering corpses, before in the distance, looking at these corpses, he already felt very shocked, but now in the near front, the feeling of shock is ten times stronger.

The hard, cold armor covered the corpse, I don't know how many years have passed, and it still carries a strong smell of iron and blood. Each piece of armor that makes up the armor is like a towering black mountain cliff.

The exposed flesh and blood contain explosive power, as if there are fierce tigers and wild elephants lurking in it, and once it erupts, it will be earth-shattering. There is a majestic coercion in it, which permeates the heavens and the earth, and it is the breath that only belongs to the truly strong.

Relying on the ancestors, the feeling is inexplicable.

Wang Man's expression was solemn and he saluted respectfully. Then, he walked around the corpse and continued to walk forward, gradually reaching the center of the wheel of life and death.

"It's ......"

Seeing the things that existed here, Wang Man was slightly surprised.

It was an ancient well, Wang Man approached, looked at it cautiously, and released a majestic spiritual power, wanting to explore its source.

However, this ancient well is so deep that it seems to be a passage between one world and another, and it is impossible to know its length.

"There are all kinds of legends about the Nine Shadows of Hell in the world, saying that after a person dies, the soul will be dragged to hell by the bull head and horse noodles, drink Meng Po soup, cross the Nai He Bridge, and enter the six realms of reincarnation. But all monks know that this is nonsense, and there can be no worlds such as the Nine Shadows and Hell. However, some people pointed out that the origin of these legends is not unfounded. Some ancient and ancient powers, exploring the secrets of life and death, have studied many things, among which there may be Meng Po Tang, Nai He Bridge, and Huangquan River! The owner of this secret realm is a person who has reached the extreme in the realm of life and death, so this well may be the legendary six reincarnations, which make people reincarnate......

Wang Man pondered.

It's a bold idea, but I have to say that there really is a bit of a possibility. It's just that with the fall of the master of the secret realm, this well of reincarnation may no longer work. If you enter rashly, you are likely to encounter great danger.

"Let's look elsewhere. ”

After wandering here for a long time, he didn't find a clue, so Wang Man could only leave disappointed. He simply spread his dragon wings, spread them lightly, and swept into the air.

He originally wanted to see if there were any cracks or anything like that above the wheel of life and death, but when he swept up the sky, he saw a faint blood glow next to a towering corpse in the distance.

He used his spiritual power in his eyes, and his eyesight suddenly increased hundreds or thousands of times.

After seeing what was happening there, Wang Man's eyes suddenly sharpened!

Next to the majestic corpse, there stood a monk, dressed in a snow-white robe, ancient and elegant, wearing a scarf on his head, two black bands hanging down, fluttering and flying with his clothes, elegant and handsome, fluttering like a fairy.

His eyes were bright, with a light of excitement, and his hands continued to play one charm after another, exuding a faint light and submerging into the majestic corpse, and then the flesh and blood on the corpse were dissolved, turning into a ball of blood and gas, floating in the air.

Whenever this is, this immortal-like dusty and elegant monk will open his mouth and swallow this blood qi into his stomach. Then the aura he exudes will be a little stronger. This is using the corpses of dead warriors as food for one's own cultivation and improvement of one's cultivation.

Seeing the corpses of these warriors being desecrated in such a way, Wang Man was very angry. This person he knew and had seen his portrait was a spirit mountain among the ten thousand islands overseas, and it was said that he had obtained the inheritance of an immortal cave mansion, and he had cultivated to the sixth heaven of the Na Ling Realm, which was very powerful.

I didn't expect that the inheritor of this "immortal" would do such a thing.

Wang Man also shouted like thunder: "Stop!" Unfolded Ying Long's wings and swept out, its terrifying speed set off a sharp whistling sound in the air, and thousands of times converged together, like the sea roaring angrily.

In the sonorous sound, the ancient soldier's long knife was unsheathed, and the edge was cold.

Lingzhi is also a powerful monk, as early as when Wang Man released a trace of hostility, he had already felt it, and when he looked up in surprise, he saw Wang Man like a meteor, like lightning, the mountains were coming with a tsunami, and the strong momentum was surging.

"You're Wang Man!" Ling Wei shouted angrily. He reacted quickly and responded immediately. His hands swiped quickly, leaving a phantom shadow in the air, and in the end, it became faster and faster, and even the phantom could not be seen. The power of terror soon permeated from it.

Wang Man's eyes were cold and hard, and when he came to Lingzhi's side, he didn't speak, he slashed with a sword. The blazing sword swept the heavens and the earth, directly submerging the spirit peak.

At this time, Lingzhi also shouted, and the snow-white robe flew like a wave, and a majestic force gushed out, forming a brilliant array.