The fog is heavy, the moon is like blood, and dead wood and vines can be seen everywhere in the old forest, as if shrouded in a blood-colored light veil, ghostly shadows, and the abnormal death silence is terrifying.

"The mass grave should be ahead."

After Zhang Tao left the Immortal Taoist Temple, he immediately put on a yellowed and ominous shroud, exuding a cold and strange aura all over his body, blending in with the surrounding environment, and cautiously marching towards the route described by Wu Fatzi.

The most important thing for him at the moment is to increase his strength and make the most of everything that can be used.

In order to survive the battle against the resentful Oiran in the near future.。

In order to survive, Zhang Tao took risks and shuttled alone in the rugged and complex old forest.

After half a cup of tea, he came to the mass grave of the fire jackdaw.

The stench of dry bones filled the valley, and the carcasses and remains of various animals could be seen everywhere.

From time to time, there are black crows fluttering their wings in the treetops, making a piercing and hoarse old owl call, which makes people shudder and creepy.

Seeing the scene full of death in front of him, Zhang Tao knew that he had not found the wrong way, relying on the shroud to cover the characteristics of his living qi, he catted his body and tiptoed to the battlefield described by Wu Fatzi.

"It's cruel... There are no bones left. ”

Zhang Tao sighed, looked at the corpses of the three miserable Sky Survey Guards in front of him, and couldn't help frowning, and was a little more vigilant against the cruelty and bloodthirstiness of the monster in his heart.

The corpses have long since lost their original appearance, and all that remains is a skeleton dressed in a torn red falcon suit, if it weren't for the unique costumes of the Sky Survey Guard, Zhang Tao would have mistaken them for a nameless dry skeleton on a mass grave at a glance.

"When the work is done, the bones will wither, and you will rest in peace..."

After simply putting away the three white bones, Zhang Tao began to look for the corpse of the fire jackdaw nearby, according to Wu Fatzi's introduction, they should gather the Tiangang formation nearby to resist the attack of the fire jackdaw group.

However, when he looked around, he found nothing but dry bones, the stumps of strange animals that had not yet decomposed, and not even a single bird feather.

"Am I running for nothing?"

Zhang Tao's eyes narrowed slightly, staring at the dim and ominous mass grave in front of him, and fell into doubtful thoughts, as if there had never been a fighting here, if it weren't for the bones of the Sky Survey Guard by his side, he would have mistakenly thought that he had come to the wrong place.

Immediately, he did not believe in evil, picked up a rusty eight-sided iron sword on the ground, and began to rummage through the dry and bone-covered ground.

The smell of death that permeated the mass grave seemed to decay everything that fell here, and the originally sharp and hard eight-sided iron sword became extremely fragile and rusty here.

"Huh?"

Zhang Tao sighed lightly, he rummaged through the dirt on the ground, and found a feather of a fire jackdaw under the rotting leaves, staring at the feather in his hand, he said thoughtfully: "Is there anything else here that can't collect the body of a fire jackdaw?" ”

To prove his suspicions, he continued to stir with dirt, rummaging wider.

Really!

As the rusty iron sword flipped over the humus three inches deep, a full-bodied corpse of a fire jackdaw appeared in front of him.

As if they were not dead, their wounds were healing, and they exuded an ominous aura around them, lying quietly in the depths of the soil, like birds in a deep sleep.

"Something is wrong, this mass grave seems to be nourishing their corpses and trying to bring them back to life!"

Zhang Tao's pupils constricted, and after carefully observing the crow corpses in the pit, he found that there was an inexplicable connection between these corpses and the rotting and foul-smelling soil below, and the ominous aura emitted by their bodies was like the Buddha and the mass grave under his feet.

Like a beating heart, it expands and contracts very regularly, beating strongly.

"Shhhh Wouldn't this mass grave also be a monster! ”

He gasped, startled by the sudden thought in his mind.

Perhaps the fire jackdaw here was bred from a mass grave.

And the entire mass grave under his feet is a terrifying monster that has not yet woken up!

"What the hell is this place... What terrifying monsters exist. ”

Zhang Tao's heart was shocked, after having this terrible thought, he looked at the ground under his feet, and he had a chilling and inexplicable feeling.

As far as the eye can see, the entire narrow valley and ravines are the range of mass graves... So how big is the monster's body?

At this moment, it was as if a pair of cold, dead eyes were watching him behind him.

"It's not good to stay here..."

He was vigilant in his heart, and he touched the corpse of the fire jackdaw under him, and the [Demon Illustrated Book] was to contact the corpse of the demon and the monster in order to carry out the danger leveling, so as to give a reward.

However, a strange scene has happened!

No matter how he touched the corpse of the Fire Raven, the [Demon Illustrated Book] did not appear as a prompt.

It seems that the dense crow corpses in front of him are all living creatures, and there are no evaluation conditions that trigger the [Demon Illustrated Book].

"No, they're going to come back to life..."

Zhang Tao muttered to himself, a little unsure of the situation in front of him, after thinking about it, he picked up a fire jackdaw and held it in his hand, his fist clenched lightly, and the sound of a broken bone sounded.

The body of the fire jackdaw was pinched and exploded.

Simple and crude!

[Ding, kill the Fire Jackdaw: Ding level down!] 】

[Get Reward: A Netherworld Fruit!] 】

At the same time, the prompt sound of the [Demon Illustrated Book] sounded in his mind.

In the next second, the scene of a human skin book appeared in front of him, the pages of the book were turned, and on the first page of the human skin paper, there was another drawing of a black crow, increasing the number of fire jackdaws.

Subsequently, Zhang Tao was in a trance, and the picture of the fire jackdaw from birth to death appeared in front of him.

In the picture, there is a dim and dead silence, and there are rotting corpses everywhere, and between the decomposing corpses, many fist-sized gray and white bird eggs are scattered, and the eggshells gradually break under the nourishment of the death breath of the mass grave, and one after another featherless and bare skin chicks crawl out of the eggshells.

They peck at the rotting flesh around them, constantly absorbing the resentful breath that permeates the mountains and forests, and grow rapidly, and in half a day they gather plump feathers on the surface of their bodies, grow sharp beaks and sharp claws, and then they flutter their wings and fly, hovering over the mass graves, hunting all the creatures that strayed here.

The picture disappears, and Zhang Tao understands the life and death of the fire jackdaws, and finds that they were indeed bred by mass graves, and then formed by the resentment that overflows from the great injustice.

After a while, he did not hesitate, threw away the bird corpse in his hand, and continued to hunt and kill, facing the fire jackdaw that was recovering from life below.

Every time he killed a fire jackdaw, he decisively picked up the reward Yin Netherworld Fruit in his hand and stuffed it into his mouth, not wasting time at all, and directly digested the power of the Yin Netherworld Fruit.

[Ding, kill the Fire Jackdaw: Ding level down!] 】

[Ding, kill the Fire Jackdaw: Ding level down!] 】

[Ding, kill the Fire Jackdaw: Ding level down!] 】

......

[Get Reward: A Netherworld Fruit!] 】

[Get Reward: A Netherworld Fruit!] 】

[Get Reward: A Netherworld Fruit!] 】

......

A succession of prompts continued to ring in Zhang Tao's mind, and all actions were carried out in his tiptoe and cautious manner, without disturbing the flock of fire jackdaws perched above.

Half a quarter of an hour later.

He had pinched and exploded a total of three hundred and twenty-one fire jackdaws who had no ability to resist, and there was a pile of black fruits around him.

These were all Yin Fruit that he couldn't eat, and the three hundred and twenty-one Fire Jackdaws represented the three hundred and twenty-one Yin Fruits.

In order to increase his strength, he turned into a glutton, devoured three hundred Yin Fruits, and stretched his belly round, like a pregnant woman who was pregnant in October, which looked very funny and exaggerated.

And the remaining twenty-one Yin Fruits, Zhang Tao really couldn't bear it, he had more than enough strength to do it, he had a hunch that if he forcibly swallowed the remaining fruits, he might explode and die, becoming the first martial artist to die because he ate too many heavenly and earthly treasures.

The Yin Fruit has the effect of nourishing Yin and replenishing Yang and enhancing the soul, and when he swallowed it for the first time, he relied on the power of the Yin Fruit to condense Haoran's true intention, and luckily broke through to the Confucian One Heaven Qi Cultivation Realm.

As long as the spiritual level condenses the true meaning of the scholars, they can be regarded as beginners who have just entered the palace of Confucian cultivation, and then they can cultivate Haoran talent from the sage classics.

However, Zhang Tao did not have a Confucian cultivation method, and his divine soul power could only increase and climb in a brutal way, pushing the direct Haoran True Intent from the first layer to the thirtieth layer.

Consume the power of ten Yin Immortal Fruits, adding a layer of Haoran True Intent.

Maybe in this world, only an arrogant dog like Zhang Tao would absorb the power of heaven and earth treasures in such a violent way, and then use the most rude and crude method to cultivate the power of the divine soul!

You must know that in the Confucian cultivation system, the strength of the divine soul in the late stage of the One Heaven Cultivation Qi Realm is only the twenty-seventh layer of Haoran True Intent.

And in the early stage of the Qi Cultivation Realm, the situation of having thirty layers of Haoran True Intention was almost a thing that had never appeared in the history of Confucian cultivation.

If the Confucian Confucians were to see Zhang Tao's spiritual strength at this time, they would definitely be crazy about it, and they would like to take each other into the door, for fear that they would make a lot of money and break their blood.

After all, in the early, middle, and late stages of the Qi Cultivation Realm, each stage of Haoran True Intention can only warm up the Nine Layers of True Intention!

Even the Confucian saints of the year, when they were cultivating the power of the divine soul, did not appear in the situation of thirty layers of Haoran true intentions.

Zhang Tao is like a freak, and the strength of his divine soul at this time cannot be guessed according to common sense.

He was only at the beginning of the First Heaven Cultivation Qi Realm, and he had the Haoran True Intent of the early stage of the Confucian Double Heaven Path-Seeking Realm.

However, his cultivation was still a martial artist in the Double Heaven Quenching Bone Realm, but the power of his divine soul had reached the Confucian Double Heaven Pathfinding Realm.

As we all know, warriors do not cultivate the power of the divine soul, but only the strength of a brutal and powerful body... Respect the Tao with strength, and break through ten thousand laws with one force!

At this time, he is equivalent to a Confucian and martial arts double cultivator, a violent martial artist with Haoran true intentions!

As the power of the divine soul reached the Confucian path-finding realm, Zhang Tao found that his perception became more acute and powerful.

Even if he closes his eyes, he can clearly perceive the movement within a hundred meters of his body through his soul perception ability, which is clear, even clearer than his eyes, and some details that are easy to ignore are infinitely enlarged and extremely clear under the feedback of Haoran's sincerity.

The true meaning of Confucianism is like the power of the divine consciousness cultivated by the Taoist sect, and the divine consciousness sweeps away, and there is nothing to hide!

However, there is a specialization in the art industry, Haoran's true meaning is more like a danger feedback, and the power of divine consciousness is radar scanning, and the focus is different.

"With my current divine soul strength, I should be able to use the Fire Raven's natal supernatural power frequently..."

Zhang Tao lowered his eyebrows and pondered, feeling the feeling of fullness and swelling in Zhihai, he found that his mind was very clear at this time, full of energy, and very energetic, even if he did not sleep for ten days and half a month in this state, he did not feel sleepy.

In the depths of my mind, the image of the fire jackdaw becomes more and more realistic, and the cold texture on the feathers gives the illusion of a living thing.

The spirit is strong and the spirit is vibrant!

As the extra twenty-one Yin Fruit was not processed, the air instantly emitted an invigorating and fragrant smell, directly covering up the foul smell of rot that permeated the mass grave.

"Quack~"

With the appearance of the clear fragrance, it immediately attracted the attention of the flock of fire jackdaws entrenched in the treetops, causing a commotion.

"Oops, found out..."

Zhang Tao was startled, and was suddenly awakened by a piercing strange scream above his head, pulling him back from the state of perceiving the breakthrough of his soul.