Chapter 2: Miracles of the Faeries
The black light flashed, and Meng Lang was swept in, this suction force made Meng Lang have no resistance at all, and he was swallowed by the black light before he even had time to react.
Call!
I don't know how long it took, Meng Lang came to a deep dark place, where it was dark everywhere, and there was a passage in the darkness that emitted a faint green light.
"Could it be that I really entered the Netherworld Mansion, and this is the Ghost Gate?" A chilling feeling rose from Meng Lang's back, causing him to shrink his hands and feet a few times.
Meng Lang looked back, in addition to the darkness, he also faintly felt a heavy pressure, that pressure was like a wall, if Meng Lang didn't move forward, maybe the pressure wall would fall down and drown it.
"Well, since you have entered my grave, why don't you see what is going on?"
Meng Lang's tomb, Meng Lang opened the tomb with 'Meng Lang's name' in the book, so naturally it meant to open his own tomb.
"In my memory of this life, this fairy continent is incomparably vast, and there are so-called 'fairy spirit holy relics' in some places, these fairy spirit holy sites are rumored to be holy places left by ancient fairy gods, these holy places are not ordinary people can meet, only people with great chance can meet them, am I meeting such fairy spirit holy relics?" The memory of this life obviously told Meng Lang.
Meng Lang regarded his memory in Pangu Continent as the memory of his previous life, and this memory was the memory of this life.
For the memories of this life, Meng Lang can barely figure it out, and there are still some memories that he can't remember, but even if he can remember these parts, he is shocked by Meng Lang.
The memories of this life and the memories of the previous life are completely different memories, two different worlds.
This made Meng Lang not know whether he was dead or alive, or reincarnated, or struck by lightning, or crossed over......
In short, Meng Lang couldn't figure out who he was?
However, Meng Lang reluctantly classified the memories he knew into his past life and this life, and reluctantly solved his troubles.
"Let's go!"
Meng Lang quietly glanced at the passage glowing with a faint green light, and with a flick of his wrist, a long black stick appeared in his hand, exuding bursts of power.
"Fortunately, I can still open the storage ring, but the items in the storage ring don't seem to be mine, not from my previous life, like this life, no matter what, it doesn't matter if it's mine in his previous life and this life, oh, this is a spiritual artifact......"
The memory of this life told Meng Lang that he was holding a first-order spiritual weapon in his hand.
A large amount of black gas, accompanied by green light, which continued to stream, flew around in the passage, like fireflies in the night.
A green light flew from a distance, cutting through the black airflow and hitting Meng Lang's chest, and immediately, Meng Lang felt a life-and-death crisis.
"Good time!"
Meng Lang's eyes widened, glaring at the green light that flew in, and the black long stick in his hand moved towards the green light.
"Poof!"
A stick hit the green light, and the green light suddenly burst open, disappearing in all directions, like fireworks with a tail. When it was gorgeous in the dark passage, at the moment when the green light disappeared, Meng Lang could see clearly what it was.
A dry bone, the green light is the phosphorus fire flickering on the dry bone, the phosphorus fire wraps the dry bone, flying in the passage, making the passage look particularly eerie and terrifying.
"It turned out that there were a lot of bones in the passage, and most of these bones had turned into dry bones, and some of them also produced ghost fires, which were also phosphorus fires. ”
In this way, Meng Lang understood that this passage was by no means just for him to break in, there were many people with the same fate as him, but it seemed that the fate of these people was really not very good, and they died in the passage.
"The fairy spirit miracle, in this way, it must be the fairy spirit miracle, it can't be wrong. ”
Meng Lang flashed a hint of joy, meeting the real fairy spirit holy miracle, it was a big chance, such an opportunity that only a very few people could meet.
"However, with so many dead bones and corpses, it is extremely dangerous to think about, I have to be cautious, otherwise it will not be cost-effective to die in it without getting any fairy spirit relics!"
That's also, no matter how good the chance, no matter how mysterious the fairy miracle, you have to have the life to get it, otherwise in the end, like those who have arrived at this fairy miracle, it will be empty.
Meng Lang carefully stepped into the passage and walked forward with full concentration.
"Click!"
Meng Lang stepped on a dry bone with one foot, and he was shocked into a cold sweat, he was very careful, and he couldn't completely avoid stepping on the dry bone corpse, one is that there are too many dry bone corpses, but after all, it is too dark here, to say that the light is the ghost fire.
From a distance, there are a lot of ghost fires, and when you really enter the passage, you find that there is only a ghost fire at a very long distance.
Meng Lang carefully raised his foot, and just as he was about to leave, a yin wind hit his heel, and a white bone hand grabbed Meng Lang's heel and plunged it into the flesh.
"Whew!"
The white bone hand was thrust down fiercely, sparking bursts of sparks on Meng Lang's heels.
At this time, Meng Lang's black long stick smashed down fiercely, and a stick fell on the dry bone hand, immediately smashing it to pieces, turning it into ashes and falling into darkness.
"It's so dangerous, it's so dangerous, it's really careless here, there are traps everywhere......" Meng Lang was afraid in his heart, "It's okay, it's okay, my body is still very hard, if my guess is right, it seems that the martial arts body in my previous life was inherited by me, and the martial arts cultivation in my previous life is of great benefit to the cultivation of the physical body, well, it is very likely." and died......"