In the darkness, the light flickered endlessly, and the mausoleum was distorted by time and space, and the highly dense thought waves crisscrossed and collided with each other, producing a continuous explosion of thoughts, causing the silent darkness to also show traces of light wave fragmentation.

At that moment, an angry roar sounded in Yitian's mind.

"Damn, I'm going to kill you. ”

As these words sounded, a terrifying wave of thoughts broke through the air, with an oscillating frequency of up to 13.6 million in an instant, and immediately broke through Yitian's mind defense.

Yitian's eyes were microns, and the bottom of his eyes flashed with purple-red light, and in an instant of one ten-thousandth, the level of mind oscillation was increased by a hundredfold, and the frequency of mind attacks reached an astonishing level of 86 million times in an instant, defeating the strange thought wave in one fell swoop, and severely damaging the ghost's primordial spirit.

In the realm of spiritual consciousness, Yitian has never encountered a person more powerful than himself, a pure spiritual attack, and it is estimated that there is no one comparable to Yitian on this cloud barren continent.

The ghost shadow was attacked by Yitian's mind, and let out a terrible scream on the spot, and then disappeared in a flash, and fled without a trace in an instant.

Yitian was a little shocked, quickly raised the frequency of the oscillation of his thoughts, and launched a global search, but he did not find the breath of the ghost, he disappeared mysteriously like a ghost.

As the frequency of the oscillation of the mind continued to stretch, Yitian had a further understanding of the situation of this Yin Corpse Tomb.

Not far from this huge mausoleum, there is an even darker, more eerie, and more terrifying area.

It was a small inconspicuous mausoleum, and in the tomb was placed a black and strange coffin, made of unknown materials.

When Yitian's thoughts touched the coffin, all his thoughts were swallowed up in an instant, which shocked Yitian greatly.

Further stretching the oscillation level of the mind, Yitian adjusted the frequency of the mind detection wave to 136 million instantaneous jumps, and only then did he resist the devouring power of the coffin, and barely saw that in the coffin, there was an eternal yin corpse lying in the coffin.

At that moment, the Eternal Yin Corpse suddenly opened its eyes, and a wisp of evil light flashed in its dark blue eyes.

Yitian only felt his heart tremble, and an eerie and terrifying power came through the air, shaking Yitian's body, and all the thought waves sent out were torn apart in an instant, leaving a shadow of fear in his heart.

Shaking back, Yitian's face turned pale, and his eyes showed a look of horror.

What is the origin of this eternal yin corpse, it is so terrifying, just one look made Yitian's heart tremble, and there were traces of collapse in consciousness?

Yitian did not dare to linger, and left the ascension there as fast as he could, because the silence in the chalk sounded a warning sound.

In a moment, Yitian appeared in the edge area of the Yin Corpse Tomb, looking back at the desolate and dilapidated Yin Corpse Tomb, and a feeling of being targeted by a demon appeared in his heart.

The four evil lands of Feiyun City are really weird, at least this Yin Corpse Tomb has left an indelible mark on Yitian.

Retracting his gaze, Yitian paid attention to the residual breath in the air, but did not find the breath of the pangolin.

With a light sigh, Yitian left the Yin Corpse Tomb and flew towards the city.

On the way, Yitian pondered the conversation between the ghost and the pangolin, and there were a few words that were more crucial.

Such as casting sword tripods, microcrystalline instruments, and boundless deserted cities.

The Casting Sword Ding is a treasure of the Gongsun family, and the microcrystalline instrument is stored in the Yang Mu Mansion, one of the three generalissimos of the Fire Empire, and the boundless desolate city is one of the seven miracles of the Cloud Desolate Continent, with countless legends and stories, but unfortunately no one knows where it is.

Now, there is suddenly news of the Boundless Desert City, and if this matter spreads, it will definitely cause a sensation in Feiyun City and cause a storm.

It's just that what does this have to do with Yitian? He doesn't seem to be interested in this, he came to Feiyun City just to fulfill Nangong Feiyu's last wish and let more people know the name Nangong Feiyu.

In contemplation, a violent oscillating wave came from ahead, attracting Yitian's attention.

As far as the eye could see, several rays of light were entangled in mid-air, tumbling and jumping, shifting at high speed.

This is a way of rapid engagement, and the high-speed movement makes the figure vaporize, and the concrete reality is no longer visible.

His eyes were condensed, and Yitian integrated his thoughts into his eyes, and he immediately saw the situation of the battle clearly.

There were a total of seven people fighting in mid-air, one of whom was the pangolin that Yitian was looking for, and he was being chased and intercepted by four masters. ...,

The other two, one was black and full of ghosts, and the other was red and full of fire, and the fight was extremely fierce.

Looking at the black light and shadow, Yitian's heart was shocked, this person was the ghost who was in the mausoleum before, and was hit hard by Yitian and fled.

Under the daylight, the ghost's body was full of ghostly energy, and his body was fast and weird, and the black lines that could not be seen by the naked eye were wrapped around the opponent's body, quietly eating away at the flames on the opponent's body.

Yitian stretched the frequency of mind detection, and the purple glow in his eyes was mighty, and his eyes instantly penetrated the ghost qi outside the ghost's body, and saw the true appearance of the ghost.

It was a string of sixteen human heads, each with a different face, squirming and screaming, making a kind of curse that ordinary people could not hear. idle

This strange string of human heads has been spinning in the black mist, and the spiritual consciousness of each head is connected together, forming a special consciousness spiritual fusion with an extremely high frequency of consciousness oscillation.

Previously, it launched an attack on Yitian, and the frequency of the mind oscillation was as high as 13.6 million, which was beyond imagination.

Now, Yi Tiancai has finally figured out the reason, it turns out that this is the fusion of sixteen people's consciousness, which is equivalent to increasing the oscillation frequency of one person's consciousness by sixteen times, which is a terrifying thing.

The one who was fighting with the ghost shadow was a middle-aged man of about forty, and the frequency of the Yuan Force Wave outside his body was amazing, reaching more than 36,000 times in an instant, which belonged to the realm of a high-level Martial Emperor.

Such a master, even in Feiyun City, has a very high status, but he can't help the ghost.

After Yitian saw the true face of the ghost clearly, he was extremely surprised in his heart, what kind of evil art could be used to string sixteen human heads together and make their consciousness merge with each other?

While pondering, the pangolin in the field suddenly let out a terrible scream, and the whole person appeared in the air, falling from mid-air, blood flying all over his body.

At the same time, the four rays of light turned into four figures, each fighting to snatch the injured pangolin.

At this moment, a gloomy voice suddenly sounded 0

"If you dare to hurt him, you will be looking for death!"

The sudden sound was like a sharp sword piercing the heart, and before the four masters could get close to the pangolin, they each fell to the ground in mid-air.

At that moment, Yitian clearly sensed that a high-frequency oscillating thought wave appeared in the field, which hit the four masters in one fell swoop, shaking them all away.

In mid-air, the high-level Martial Emperor's face changed in shock, and he roared angrily: "The evil demon is crazy, take me back and whirl three evil palms." ”

The figure is divided into three, and at the same time, the angle is staggered, forming a tight seal, firmly locking the ghost.

With a mysterious smile, the ghost snorted: "If you don't know what you can, I'll send you back to the west." ”

With a twist in the air, sixteen human heads turned into a black whirlwind, crashing into a figure of that high-level martial emperor, and crushing it in an instant.

In the air, a scream rang out, and the high-level Martial Emperor clone shattered, causing the body to be injured and the attack to collapse.

At this time, Yitian's eye wave moved slightly, his body flashed out, and the person flicked his fingers in mid-air, and the spirit pen appeared in the air, and the tip of the pen flashed with a faint green light, revealing a terrifying aura that shocked the world and the world.

At that moment, the ghost seemed to be aware of it, and it disappeared in a flash, so fast that Yitian was shocked.

The spirit pen flickered slightly, the speed was amazing, and in the blink of an eye, it turned around in the field, and the tip of the pen penetrated through the five martial emperors present, devouring them all on the spot, and finally suspended on the top of the head of the pangolin.

Yitian was a little surprised, and glanced at Gui Lin with strange eyes, and then came to the pangolin.

Just now, Yitian sent out a retreat, intending to kill the ghost.

But who would have thought that the ghost was extremely vigilant, and disappeared in a flash.

Gui Lin didn't kill the ghost, but instead killed and devoured the other five Martial Emperors, which was not Yitian's intention, so he was quite surprised in his heart.

The pangolin was seriously injured, and he was looking at Yitian and the silence on his head with a frightened face, and said uneasily: "Who are you and what do you want to do?"

Yitian sneered: "You don't have to know who I am, as long as you hand it over to the Casting Sword Ding, I can consider sparing your life." ”

The pangolin's eyes rolled sharply, and he said eagerly: "The sword casting tripod is not on me, you want me to take you to get it." ”

Yitian snorted: "If you want to lie to me, don't give you a little color, you don't know how powerful." ”

As soon as his mind moved, the silence in mid-air suddenly fell, and the tip of the pen was inserted into the left thigh of the pangolin, and he trembled in pain. There was a terrible scream.

"Ah, don't ...... Don't, I'm ...... Here you go, I'...... Take you...... Go"

Yitian paid attention to the eyes of the pangolin, and saw that he didn't seem to be fake, so he immediately returned to silence and disappeared in a flash.

As a famous thief in Feiyun City, Pangolin actually has many dens in the city.

At this moment, under the guidance of the pangolin, Yitian came to an old city and found an underground secret room behind a dilapidated courtyard.

It was an extremely secret flat chamber, thirty feet below the ground, and was generally difficult to detect.

The secret room is not large, but there are many things in it, all of which are various treasures stolen by pangolins in the city over the years, a total of twelve pieces.

Yitian glanced at it a few times and asked, "That's all?"

The pangolin cried and said, "All the treasures I stole are here, as long as you are willing to let me go, they are all yours." ”

Yitian sneered: "What I want is a sword casting, but it's not such a broken thing." ”

The pangolin said eagerly: "These are good treasures, and each one is worth a fortune." ”

Yitian snorted, "Really, tell me, what are these things?"