In the shallow mist, there was a ruin ahead.

The surface of the ground is cracked and the smoke is misty, the ancient trees are dumped and the shrubs are burning, the rocks are broken and scattered everywhere, and the scorched earth is turned into ashes in a hundred feet, and this place has completely become a forbidden area for life.

It was lifeless, and there was not the slightest sign of life, which made people look chilling.

"Fan, those monks are so terrifying, the collision of divine power has made a hundred zhang range of grass not grow, like purgatory on earth!" Chen Lingqiao's face was beautiful and crystalline, and cold sweat broke out on her forehead when she looked at that area, and she couldn't help but feel afraid.

Previously, if the two of them hadn't retreated, I was afraid that they would have lost their lives forever like those plants and trees, frozen on the scorched earth.

"I'm here, don't be afraid!" Yuan Fan stepped forward and took her hand, and comforted her softly.

Those monks who have cultivated divine power have amazing means, breaking mountains and rivers, and cultivating supreme exercises can move mountains and seas, and the vision in the palm of the hand can be transformed, and a world can be destroyed with a flip of the hand.

Looking at the scorched earth in front of him, Yuan Fan felt a deep pressure!

"Well, I just feel like we're brushing shoulders with death again, and I'm a little scared." Chen Lingqing fluttered, beautiful and moving, took a deep breath, and gradually calmed down.

"After finding the spirit stone vein and reaching the Shangdan Heavenly Aperture, let's leave the Misty Forest." Yuan Fan smiled slightly, and gently held her fluttering silk behind her ears.

Chen Ling nodded, smiled sweetly, and then the two slowly walked towards the scorched earth.

The scorched earth is 500 zhang range, there is no vitality, the light fog in the forest dissipates, the line of sight is broad, many birds are burned everywhere, at the end of the line of sight, there are several mountain and forest beasts that have been dead for a long time, some have become meat mud, can not distinguish the species, the death is extremely tragic.

When the two of them entered it, their expressions gradually became solemn, and looking at the scene in front of them, an invisible pressure rose in each other's hearts.

On the other side of the starry sky, if you don't practice and become powerful, you will really be at the mercy of others or slaughtered like a dog. It's not easy to live, and it's not easy to live well if you want to live!

"The entrance to the heavens, maybe it is just a grasshopper to open up the path to the origin, how can you control your own destiny!" Yuan Fan muttered to himself, holding Chen Ling's hand tightly, and a sense of responsibility came from this.

Chen Ling was silent and followed forward, his feet creaking in the scorched earth, not knowing what he was thinking.

After walking for a while, both of them stopped at the same time, both looking in the same direction.

The scorched earth turned black, the light fog was filled, and in the big pit that was set off by some kind of divine soldier, a spirit beast lay there quietly.

The body of the spirit beast spreads white light, extremely dull, the hair around the body is as white as snow, there are several scars that are shocking, and white bones can be seen. Bright red blood stained almost all over its body, especially its skull, and it was actually cut through it.

Chen Ling saw that it was a spirit tiger, and his expression changed slightly.

At the same time, the little white tiger in her arms also woke up and poked out her head, her eyes were smart, and when she saw the spirit tiger, tears flashed in her eyes.

"That should be the spirit tiger that was fought for before, the head opened the mouth, thinking that Nedan was taken away." Yuan Fan spoke softly and walked up to check.

Linghu died like a miserable death, the bones of the whole body were broken, the hair was crystal clear but dull, although it still exuded a beast power, but it was very weak, this beast power, I am afraid that even the mountain rats are no longer afraid.

At this time, the little white tiger in Chen Ling's arms suddenly broke free, and staggered to the side of the spirit tiger step by step.

The little white tiger is short, like a pocket kitten in front of the spirit tiger's body, its big eyes are clear, full of spiritual power but tears in its eyes, it walks to the side of the spirit tiger and continues to push with its small paws, as if it wants to wake up the spirit tiger and let it stand up.

Seeing this scene, Chen Ling guessed that it was the mother of the little white tiger, and for a while she was lying in Yuan Fan's arms choked and crying, unwilling to look directly.

Yuan Fan didn't move, his expression was in a trance, and he kept watching the little white tiger's every move.

Beasts are divided into beasts, demon beasts, alien beasts, spirit beasts, divine beasts, and fairy beasts. Among them, spirit animals are the most special, they give birth to unique intelligence and emotions, which are indistinguishable from humans.

The reason why spirit animals are special is nothing more than the word "spirit". They are not like demon beasts or alien beasts that will kill and devour other beasts for no reason, nor are they like divine beasts or fairy beasts that recognize themselves as high and regard all things as inferior aliens.

Spirit beasts are close to all things, blessed by heaven and earth, and their cultivation depends on absorbing the aura of heaven and earth, but they are also coveted by other beasts, and they are also hunted down by humans to seize Neidan, and some of them will also be accepted as mounts.

"All things are not as good as spirit animals, and life is really like a dog sometimes!"

Yuan Fan sighed deeply, his hands clenched unconsciously, and a righteous path emerged in his heart.

"Woo!"

Seeing that the spirit tiger was not moving, the little white tiger suddenly roared in the sky, although the voice was milky, but he could feel the desolation and grief in his voice.

Chen Ling's pear blossoms brought rain, and when he heard the roar of the little white tiger, he wanted to hold it in his arms and comfort him.

However, he was stopped by Yuan Fan, because he noticed that the spirit tiger was not completely dead.

In the roar of the little white tiger, the spirit tiger slowly opened its eyes, and the smart eyes had become bloodshot and dim.

It's hard to imagine that the spirit beast Neidan can still resist until now after being taken away, which makes the two of them feel emotional, and their bodies can't help but stiffen in place, and they can't calm down for a long time.

"Maybe it's been holding out a breath of vitality and waiting for the little white tiger to return!" Yuan Fan sighed softly, sighing that everything in the world has spirits and feelings.

The little white tiger saw that the spirit tiger opened its eyes, no longer roared, and its eyes were full of tears, and it stumbled to the spirit tiger's huge head and rubbed its body, looking very intimate.

"Woohoo"

The spirit tiger was dying, snorting twice, sticking out his tongue with difficulty to lick the body of the little white tiger, as if he was comforting and talking.

After a long time, Linghu moved his head with difficulty and looked at Yuan Fan and Chen Ling.

"We will take care of the little white tiger, you can go with confidence!" Yuan Fan nodded slightly, seeing the meaning in its gaze, his expression was affirmative, and his tone was solemn.

The spirit tiger seemed to understand Yuan Fan's words, exhaled a breath, and then glanced at the little white tiger and closed his eyes, from then on, he would never wake up again.

"Woo!"

Seeing this, the little white tiger slipped down two beast tears, crystal like ice. It raised its head to the sky and roared again, this time with a spirit beast in its milky voice, which was an innate beast, and it was reluctant and unwilling.

This situation and this scene are extremely touching. The scene in front of them, Yuan Fan and Chen Ling had a full view and kept them in mind.

It's a pity that everything in the world has spirits, and everyone will experience life and death. It's a pity that there are many supreme immortals in the world, but there is no art of resurrection, maybe immortality is just a fantasy, and "immortal" is a belief in the eternal existence of life.

The little white tiger's whining sound made people cry, and it didn't stop until a long time, and finally didn't look at Yuan Fan and Chen Ling, and walked towards Lin Wuyuan.

In the mist of the snowy forest, the back of the little white tiger looms, weak and helpless, like a pocket kitten that has lost its beloved toy, looking lonely and sad.

It moved forward step by step, stumbling and getting up to continue walking, a trace of supreme beast power slowly emerging in its weak body.

Yuan Fan and Chen Ling looked at each other, and the two of them didn't say a word, and they also followed it.

Soon, I don't know how long I walked in the white mist, during which I walked through a bush and then through a lush ancient forest, and finally the little white tiger stopped in front of a cliff.

"Fan, what does it want to do?" Glancing at the cliff beside him, Chen Ling asked worriedly.

Ahead, the cliff is empty and deep, and the whistling mountain wind blows the fluff of the little white tiger, which looks very lonely.

Its little feet approached the edge of the cliff as if it were about to jump.

"Oh no, it's going to jump!" Yuan Fan yelled and hurriedly ran over to grab the little white tiger in his hands, but it was too late.

Just as Yuan Fan took a step, the little white tiger jumped and directly chose to jump into the empty cliff.

The cliff is deep, the white mist is filled, the strange vines are flashing with green brilliance, climbing all over the cliff wall and bottomless, jumping so high will definitely fall to pieces.

Chen Ling likes the little white tiger very much, seeing this scene, his body trembled slightly, and when he saw it jumping down, he only felt that he was about to faint to the ground with a flower in front of him.

"Ling'er, come quickly, the little white tiger is not dead, there is a cliff and stone platform below!" Yuan Fan ran to the edge of the cliff, saw the scene below, and immediately said loudly.

It turned out that the little white tiger did not choose to jump off the cliff, but jumped onto the stone platform on the cliff wall.

"I'll see, I'll take a look....." Chen Ling woke up, knowing that the little white tiger did not jump off the cliff to die, he breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, and hurriedly ran over to look down.

At the bottom of the cliff, three feet from the top of the cliff, there is a stone platform. Yuan Fan and Chen Ling glanced at each other, and the two jumped without hesitation and jumped on the stone platform.

The stone platform is very narrow, less than ten zhang, the surrounding mountains have experienced many years of weathering, has been lubricated like stone jade, reflecting the white light of the Daodao, the vines in front of them are intertwined, and a cave leads straight to the inside of the mountain.

"Let's go, go in and have a look!"

When they came to the stone platform, the two of them felt two different fluctuations coming out, one of which seemed to be the spiritual power fluctuations of the spirit beast, and the second was the spiritual energy fluctuations of the spirit stones, both of which were extremely rich.

Picking up the vines and entering it, when they saw everything in the cave, Yuan Fan and Chen Ling were completely shocked in place, the two of them were stunned, breathing rapidly, and what they saw in front of them was shocking.

Inside the cave, the intensity of the aura is staggering, and the aura is full of water droplets. The walls of the cave and the roof of the cave are all made of spirit stones, shining, and the white light illuminates the entire cave.

"This.... This..... It's all spirit stones, and this is a spirit stone vein! Yuan Fan was so excited that he couldn't help swallowing his saliva, and his lips trembled.

"The little white tiger is over there, go inside!"

While the two were overjoyed, they also saw the figure of the little white tiger, which just disappeared around the corner of the cave. Without the slightest hesitation, the two continued to walk inside.

"Fan, what is the little white tiger doing here, is it because he wants to absorb the aura here, and after he has cultivated, he will go out to take revenge?"

"It shouldn't be, I just felt a spiritual aura of a spirit beast outside the cave, I don't know what is inside, it should be the spirit tiger who asked the little white tiger to come here to look for it." Yuan Fan shook his head, his brows furrowed slightly, and he was very puzzled about the purpose of the little white tiger coming here.

The cave was white, and those spirit stones were everywhere like crystals, crowding the eyes of the two of them, as if they had entered a crystal palace.

The two walked for about ten minutes, and finally caught up with the little white tiger.

At this moment, the little white tiger stopped and was standing in front of a spirit stone.

The spirit stone was three zhang wide, and there was a bead of glittering golden light suspended on it, and a terrifying spiritual power fluctuation continued to stir away from the bead, forming a circle of ripples.

"That's... That.. It's the spirit beast Neidan! Seeing that bead, Yuan Fan was surprised, and immediately understood the purpose of the little white tiger coming here.

At this moment, the little white tiger suddenly opened the tiger's mouth and swallowed Neidan in one gulp.