This sudden voice was ethereal, the more I thought about it, the more chilling it became, Yang Ling couldn't care about anything anymore, he turned his head and ran, wishing to grow two more feet.

"Why am I getting less and less courageous, no matter how I say that I am also a famous little gun king!But it's too mysterious, obviously no one has been here for a long time, why is there a strange sound coming from inside?" he secretly analyzed, feeling that he was too unproductive.

He hesitated for a moment, then took out a shiny silver object from his waist, which was a rake tooth, left over from the hairy-faced monkey's duel against the golden characters.

This thing is very strange, a small section actually weighs dozens of catties, and Yang Ling needs to hide it in a special way every time.

It is extremely sharp and can easily pierce many hard things, which Yang Ling cherishes greatly.

With this rake, he returned to the temple again, and in his other hand he held a night pearl, which he had carried with him since he was a child, and it was very practical.

Standing next to the stone pillar, he heard the ghostly voice again, and he felt his throat dry, and he couldn't make a sound.

He emboldened himself, carefully discerned the direction, and walked into a dark passage, where the night pearl exuded light, which brought him a great sense of security.

The passage is very long, and there are many notches on the walls, which have been cut by the blades, and there are many blood stains condensed in the notches, and there are many rotten dry bones lying quietly in the corners, which adds a lot of weirdness to this place.

Finally, at the end of the passage, he spotted a black figure, curled up on the ground, breathing heavily.

Yang Ling felt that his body was trembling, he couldn't use the Qingyin Technique here, after all, that technique consumed too much internal strength, and the person in front of him didn't know whether it was good or evil, he had to keep himself in the best condition at all times.

"Save me~" The figure seemed to sense Yang Ling's arrival and forcibly sat up.

Seeing the appearance of that person, Yang Ling felt that his heart was about to stop beating, and there were only four words to describe the other party's appearance, that is, 'terrifying'.

What does that look like? Probably the devil incarnate, with a green face and fangs, and messy hair, which makes people dare not look at it directly.

"Little brother, take me out of here, and I will be rewarded!" the man begged in a hoarse voice.

Yang Ling hesitated, always feeling that there was a gloomy aura behind him, and he stood with his back against the wall, so that he felt much more steady.

"Who are you hurt?" he had too many questions in his heart.

The man's breath was weak, he glanced at the stone wall at the end of the passage, and said, "A person with extraordinary strength has injured me, and he has already left!"

Yang Ling looked carefully and found that the stone wall at the end of the passage was carved with some strange patterns, like some formations.

"How can I save you?" he said, looking at the other man.

The man was in a state of limb and whispered, "Just get me out of here!"

Yang Ling's face was full of doubts, he didn't know what was so strange about this place, so that the other party had to leave.

But he still did it, after all, he couldn't find any reason to refuse the other party, if he really wanted to find a reason, it was that the other party was too ugly, but Yang Ling never judged people by their appearance.

But just as he lifted the other party, a subtle glint flashed in the man's eyes.

In this strange place, Yang Ling always maintained a high degree of vigilance, although he did not find the other party's abnormality, but the natural sense of crisis instantly enveloped him.

At this moment, he secretly screamed that it was not good, and then without thinking, he ran the Vajra Method.

A faint layer of golden light attached to his body, seemingly thin but extremely tough, could block many attacks.

At the same time, a sharp pain struck from his lower back, and his body hit the cold wall like a kite with a broken string.

Yang Ling felt dizzy, and a mouthful of blood couldn't help but spurt out.

Looking down, his waist was blurred with blood, and he was seriously injured.

"You ......" he pointed at the other man, his face full of anger and horror.

However, the other party was obviously more surprised than him, because the blow just now was enough to shatter the golden stone, and he felt that even if Yang Ling was on guard, he would not be able to resist.

However, it backfired, and the result was completely unexpected by the other party.

"How did you resist my move?" the man was sick, and his breath was getting weaker and weaker, and it seemed that the blow had consumed too much of his life force.

Yang Ling stood up with difficulty, his eyes showed a cold light, the hatred in his heart was enough to penetrate the nine heavens, he didn't say anything, he just wanted to kill the other party quickly.

"It's too difficult for you to kill me, even if my state is worrying, but for you it's still a big tree, can a grasshopper shake a big tree?" the man mocked, not taking Yang Ling in his eyes at all.

Yang Ling's face was hideous, he was kind enough to help the other party, and the reward he got turned out to be a shameless sneak attack, if it wasn't for the cultivation of the Vajra Method, he would have been cut in half just now.

"Really, then you will die, I will let you live in fear!" Yang Ling roared.

The word 'fear' was particularly loud, and it was blessed by his new word formula with a clear sound, like a thunderbolt hitting the other party's mind on a sunny day.

I saw that the other party's eyes showed a look of fear at that moment, as if they had seen the most terrifying thing.

Yang Ling seized the opportunity and plunged the silver rake tooth in his hand into the other party's heart.

The rake teeth were extremely sharp, sharpening iron like mud, but Yang Ling still felt a huge resistance, if the other party was not affected by the Qingyin Jue, maybe the result would not be like this.

"How is it possible, you are just an ordinary martial artist, how can you know such a secret method, and still have such a sharp blade? I hate it so much, the boat capsized in the gutter, and the 'Heavenly Barbarian True Blood' that was at your fingertips was missed like this!" The man was incredulous and quite unwilling.

Yang Ling staggered to his feet, kicked the other party hard, and scolded: "Blind to your eyes, the master has been lucky recently, and you are unlucky to meet me!" Yang Ling was indignant, eager to dismantle the other party.

However, what happened in the next moment surprised him, and the other party turned into ashes and scattered on the ground under his feet, leaving no bones behind.

'Let's click~' A crisp sound echoed through the empty passage.

A black robe was left at the place where the man died, and Yang Ling kicked it open to see a cyan face as thin as a cicada's wings, and a small package.

"I said, how can anyone in this world look so stumbling, it turns out to be disguised. It's not a good thing to hide!" He muttered to himself, not thinking about why the other party had turned to ashes, because he had been attracted to the package.

The package is made of ordinary fabric, which contains an old booklet, and the cover of the booklet reads "Burning Sun" three words, in addition to this booklet, there is also a jade box, open the jade box A fragrant breath comes to the face, and a fiery red spirit fruit is placed in it, which makes people salivate.

There is nothing but these two things.

He put away the package, then looked around to make sure nothing was left before coming to the end of the passage.

In front of him was a wall that was different, not so cold, and was carved with elaborate patterns, forming a strange pattern, in which wisps of warm currents flowed.

The pattern was as incomprehensible to him as the book of heaven, and he knocked on the stone wall, then pressed his ear to it.

Something strange happened, there was a faint sound coming from the wall, from the other end of the wall to be exact.

Yang Ling couldn't believe it, he took three steps back, thinking back to those voices, there were crying and laughing, and there were some Sanskrit singing, the sound was very noisy.

"What is on the other side of the wall, did the man who seriously wounded the thief leave through this wall?" Yang Ling's face was full of doubt.

"Is this a door? But how do you open it?" he searched carefully, but found nothing.

"Maybe it all has something to do with the mysterious patterns on the stone wall!" he could only give up and leave the stone hall.

Although the scenery on the island is pleasant, Yang Ling has no heart to appreciate these, after all, there are mysteries everywhere, mysterious stone halls, countless headless white bones, a spring gushing with blood, and the unchanging glow in mid-air...... Everything looks so unbelievable.

When he tried to leave the island, he encountered a problem, the boat disappeared, and the lake was cold and bitter, and he did not have the confidence to swim to the other side safely.

He cut wood to make a boat, but as soon as the self-made boat was launched, it was frozen and turned into pieces with a gentle push.

In desperation, he could only stay on the island, hoping that the mysterious boat would appear.

Thinking back to the recent events, he felt as if he was living in a cloud, everything was so unreal, his fate had changed since he left Babel City, and he seemed to have embarked on a different path.

He couldn't help but wonder, not knowing whether it was good or bad, but he never thought about the troubled things, at least the current situation was not bad.

Just when he was trapped on the island, Qingyang Village was bustling.

Those who had gone to pick the 'Heavenly Heart Grass' had returned safely, and although some were injured, no one died.

A clearing in the stockade was full of their fruits, with crystal clear Tianxin grass and tender fruits, but the most exciting thing was that there were still a few beasts with weak breath inside.

"Haha, this time I was really lucky, on the way back, I encountered a beast fight, and some beasts that lost their ability to resist were brought back by us. "The person who spoke was Du Hong, and this time he took the lead in going out to pick Tianxin grass.

Li Fuan's eyes also lit up, and then he asked people to divide these beasts among the families.

It was destined to be an unforgettable day, after all, the people in the village had not eaten meat once in years.

However, some people are happy and some are worried, and Wang Hu's family is very sad, because their only seedling was taken away by wild beasts, and they don't know whether they are alive or dead.

Equally sad was the Holy Lady He, who sat at the mouth of the stockade and looked into the distance, hoping to see the familiar figure.

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