In the main building of Shifang Building in Yuhai City, Xu Dongting, the chief manager, had just finished his cultivation, took a bath, and then sat in the private lounge and drank tea alone.

The taste of the newly acquired Haiyun Spirit Leaf is indeed very good, and it has the effect of nourishing the soul, which is quite rare.

Haiyun Lingye is produced from a 10,000-year-old tree on the top of Haiyun Mountain in the East Lake Realm, bathing in Lingyun, absorbing the Xuanguang sprinkled from the sky, and over time, it has become a spiritual tree, which no one knows in the past thousands of years.

This mountain is too high, and there are miraculous, not to mention ordinary people, even the master of the spirit, it is difficult to climb to the top of the mountain.

Coupled with the miraculous effect, this Haiyun Spirit Leaf Tea has become precious.

It was naturally difficult for him to climb on it and pick it, but it was rewarded to him by the Shifanglou headquarters. A few days ago, he dealt with Jin Yi very well, and over the past few days, Jin Yi nominated Zilong, which shows that he has taken a good step in chess, and the boss at the headquarters was happy and asked people to send two cans of tea.

Even with the cultivation of a peak spirit master like him, drinking this Haiyun Spirit Leaf Tea would have a very objective effect on the nourishing effect of spiritual power.

"This tea is really not simple, if there are three or five cans for me to drink for a long time, the realm of the Spirit King, it will not be much faster."

There are only a hundred leaves in a jar, and this time, he only dared to put one leaf, and he was extremely careful.

Suddenly, the amethyst waist card placed beside him vibrate, and he was untight, and his spiritual power read.

Suddenly, he stood up all of a sudden, his eyes glared at the boss, and his face looked at him, "This is troublesome!" ”

I saw a line of words emerge: Report to the ghouls in the mountains of the capital.

There are two more notes below: Mingjun!

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In the secret realm of the mountain, Jin Yi put down the waist card of the ten square building Keqing and spit out a breath of turbidity.

"Fortunately, the road of Shifanglou can transmit information, but this emergency route can only transmit ten words." As everyone knows, ten words, just because this has to travel through the secret realm, as opposed to passing through the space to transmit information, not in the same space, the difficulty is extremely high, and even the major empires cannot be popularized, and only a small range or some people can have this aspect of communication.

But Shifanglou is different, each of their spies is specially cultivated, and Shifanglou's brand will be recovered even if a person dies, and only the silver secret agent and above are qualified to equip this kind of waist card that can transmit news from the secret realm to the main world.

And Jin Yi, thanks to the status of Bai Yinkeqing, just got this level of waist card, otherwise, it would be difficult to convey the message.

And soon, a message came from his waist card: self-preservation and sacrifice the black fox nest fruit

"I understand self-preservation.

Sacrificing a black fox? Is it the purpose of the Netherworld? Could it be that they plan to sacrifice black foxes, or refine new types of ghouls, etc.? ”

"The fruit of the nest, the raw ginkgo of the nest of death? Why? ”

There are only ten words, he can only analyze it by himself, and useless news will definitely not call.

"Either way, I've got to go to the lair of death." Even in order to find the black fox, get the blessing of the black fox, and bewitch him to find the raw white fruit, he has to go to the death lair.

It's dangerous, but isn't it scary to grow stronger than a ghoul devouring more demons and monsters? Once the ghoul becomes stronger, he, or Yuhai City, will suffer.

As for the Zhenling Army?

The ghost knows if the Nether Sect is ready to intercept and delay the movement of the Spirit Suppression Army at any time, and the last time it seemed in the ant cave, the energy of this Netherworld Sect was not small.

"Let's hope they won't recover so quickly!" Jin Yi was talking about Netherworld Sect ghosts and ghouls.

There are crows, and there are inheritors who were killers in their previous lives, and for tracking, they are even more pediatric.

But the Netherworld Ghost Disciples are really weird, and they have disappeared from life to life...... Wait, disappear?

Jin Yi looked at the jungle around him, it was too quiet.

This is the secret realm of spirit beasts, even if this is around the lair of death, there are countless undead creatures living there, plus the ghost face owl of the semi-undead system is the overlord of this side, here, it should be very lively.

Jin Yi pulled out the seedling knife, and the little crow quietly circled and reconnoitred in the jungle, always keeping a certain distance from Jin Yi.

"Click-"

Suddenly, his feet collapsed, and a white bone hand grabbed Jin Yi's ankle and wanted to pull it down, but Jin Yi instinctively swung his knife and cut off the white bone hand with a knife, successfully moving his body and landing beside him.

But it seemed to be just a signal, and one by one the bone skeletons stretched out their bony hands from the ground, and then they cut through the dirt and burrowed out of the ground.

Tide of the Undead!

That ghost has attracted thousands of sleeping undead!

"Little Crow, Howling Wind!" Jin Yi murmured lightly, waving the Miao knife in his hand, white bones flew one after another, the little crow screamed, spread its wings, and where it passed, the gale and tiger roared, the water vapor evaporated, a layer of water mist filled the surroundings, the ground was dry and tight, and many skeletons that had not yet climbed out were actually stuck on the ground.

Gale whistled, wind blades swirled, and white bones shattered.

"Bang!"

A mud puddle suddenly exploded on the ground, and a behemoth climbed up from it, turning into a ten-meter-tall skeleton man, the big man sniffed around with his nose open, and suddenly, charged towards Jin Yi.

"Slash!" Jin Yi slashed it casually, and his huge head rolled to the ground......

"The level of a junior general, who to scare?" Jin Yi looked at the big man who had been decapitated.

"Whew-"

Immediately after the sound of horses' hooves, a group of white-bone war horses charged, and on top of the war horses, a knight in ancient armor carried a spear and sent it!

Jin Yi flipped up out of thin air, the blade of the knife drove the spear, and stabbed to the side, but Jin Yi was in the air, gently pulled the spear, and moved forward with strength.

"Bang!"

Jin Yi's whole body fell into the arms of the white bone knight, and the long knife peeked out of his chest.

"Quack-"

One by one, the white bone warriors who lost their hips charged towards Jin Yi and Xiao Yao "Kua Kua Kua", but they were either shattered by Xiao Ya's operation, or they were easily killed when they charged Jin Yi.

"Bell!" A relatively short white bone warrior who was only a few centimeters taller than Jin Yi suddenly blocked Jin Yi's attack with a horizontal spear, and then he frantically stabbed out, but Jin Yi was extremely flexible, dodged attacks again and again, and used **.

"Die!"

The Miao knife bloomed in Jin Yi's hands again and again, but this skeleton warrior could only stalemate with Jin Yi.

"Bell, bell—"

The Miao knife couldn't cut it, but the skeleton warrior was intact.

"Is it so strong?" Hold the knife with both hands and slash!

"Click-click-"

Finally, Ming Jin erupted, and Jin Yi successfully chopped off one of his arms.

"What a bone skeleton!" Jin Yi sighed.

The ground was full of white bones, which made people panic when they saw it, but Jin Yi was obviously used to it.

"Woo-woo-"

If a bone warrior is killed, then a second, a third......