Zhao Ling'er's gaze, Su Hanjing could naturally comprehend, it was obvious that the special corpse she said was referring to him.

It is stronger than the source of the ancient witch mother, and it is not subject to the servitude of the ancient witch mother.

The scales on Su Hanjing's face naturally did not change, but he was thinking about it at this time, not because of Zhao Ling'er's words, but because of the relationship between the "Ancient Witch Mother" and the "Corpse Dependent", which made him inexplicably remember some of the settings he saw before he crossed over.

Gods and Protoss.

God created the Protoss that belonged only to "Him" in the form of His own model. And some of these gods are only a little weaker than the gods, while some are even stronger than the gods.

It's almost like he's in this situation.

Although Su Hanjing is stronger than the ancient witch mother body by opening a person, there are also similar people who appear unexpectedly in addition to him!

Otherwise, Zhao Ling'er wouldn't have said that.

Immediately, Su Hanjing had a question.

Is it possible to say that the current human beings in this world are very weak? Can't even help a corpse?

This was a doubt he had before.

Because taking his current body as an example, without using that half of the Demon Sutra of Beings, Su Hanjing had at least hundreds of ways to easily kill himself!

And the humans here, if they want to kill any corpse, they actually need to rely on something to slowly grind to death?

But the vitality of the corpse is not necessarily tenacious!

Su Hanjing has always asked if he doesn't understand.

Of course, he didn't ask very directly, but was very tactful, and went around in a big circle.

Zhao Ling'er did not doubt him, and replied: "The current human race is actually far weaker than the human race before the Fourth World War. Because of the powerful firearms of human beings in the past, none of them have been handed down. ”

She then told Su Hanjing some basic information about this world.

Although Zhao Ling'er did not see the third war, she could deduce from the clues she had collected and what she had seen and heard that after the third war, human civilization was almost completely destroyed.

The fog that I saw in front of me originated at that time.

And the existence of these dense fogs further destroyed the traces of previous civilizations, because in the original dense fog, there was a strange substance that could degenerate those human survivors.

When humanity had almost degenerated, the strange substance disappeared from the fog.

Later, under the guidance of the ancient witch matrix, human civilization finally appeared again, and it developed rapidly, but this developed human civilization was extremely weak in terms of force value.

Extraordinary power, there is not the slightest trace in human beings!

The firearms that appeared in the previous civilization, and the mechanical creations such as the Iron Raptor did not appear.

The only external objects that humans can rely on are heavy armor and cold weapons.

"So where is the supernatural power?" After hearing this, Su Hanjing asked directly. After all, he can cultivate the Demon Sutra of All Beings, and there is no reason why there is no transcendent power in this world.

"I've got it here!" Zhao Ling'er gave Su Hanjing an extremely unexpected answer.

"Do you have it here?"

Su Hanjing couldn't help but have a thick doubt in his tone.

Because in Zhao Ling'er's previous story, what arrested her and put her in that round building was a group of humans.

A group of humans who can't directly kill a corpse!

And Zhao Ling'er has even been injured by humans several times in the past, which makes Su Hanjing really a little unbelievable about her extraordinary strength.

After all, even if the parallel goods of the Delirious Heavenly Court soared back then, she was not as watery, right?

"Yes, I have, but I don't know how to access the supernatural power inside." When Zhao Ling'er said this, she raised her snake tail.

Su Hanjing only discovered at this time that her snaketail scales actually had fine lines.

And after these lines are connected, they turn into an ancient text that Su Hanjing has seen once-innate Taoism!

Su Hanjing hurriedly looked at it.

Suddenly, these innate texts turned into pieces of information in his mind and dispersed.

This made Su Hanjing instantly intoxicated.

Because that was a cultivation method that he had never been exposed to, and so he had ever seen the closest cultivation method to an immortal!

Then, something strange happened, just when Su Hanjing wanted to combine this information to make it orderly and complete, this information disappeared in an instant.

Feeling the emptiness in his mind, Su Hanjing was not discouraged, and he had to give up until he tried again.

Because this means that he is not recognized by these innate Dao texts, that is, he does not have the qualifications to cultivate these innate Dao texts.

Or, in other words, the innate Taoist texts on these scales were prepared for Zhao Ling'er.

It's her own way of cultivation!

"Is there any otherworldly power?" Su Hanjing asked without giving up.

"Yes!"

Zhao Ling'er said, and happily led the way for Su Hanjing.

Su Hanjing was on guard for a while at first, but as time passed, he slowly determined that this person named Zhao Ling'er was simply just big-hearted.

There was no resonance from the immortal soul that he could feel like he did.

In this way, after walking Su Hanjing's cognition for almost seven or eight days, he glanced at it from a distance and saw that there was still a thick fog ahead, so he couldn't help but ask, "Auntie, why can't you see a figure in front of you?" Are we on the wrong track? ”

Zhao Ling'er said before that there is a Lijia Village nearby......

There's no reason I've been walking for seven or eight days, and I haven't gotten lost, but I haven't gotten to that so-called "neighborhood" yet!

"That's right, after the ancient witch mother withdrew from the human habitation, it went deep into the depths of the dense fog, using the dense fog as a barrier to create its own corpse family, or fall into a deep sleep."

“……”

Su Hanjing realized that he had thought of something wrong.

Right now, they were heading in the direction of moving away from humans, no wonder they hadn't seen anyone for so long.

"Is this fog boundless?" Su Hanjing couldn't help asking.

"I guess, I've seen this fog everywhere I've been over the years. It is only in the heart of the human habitat that there is no thick fog. Zhao Ling'er said uncertainly.

And after saying this, she pointed forward with a happy face: "Look, look, we have arrived." ”

This "pass" is the self-name made up by Su Hanjing.

After all, Zhao Ling'er and her aunt have gotten together, so it's quite reasonable to have another time, right?

If it weren't for the fear of serious strings and the increasingly unharmonious style of painting, he would have wanted to call himself "Brother Jing".