After entering, Han Qing was suddenly a little surprised.

In this tree cave, there is a powerful and rich yin qi, which is obviously left by the reincarnation ghost king.

However, what shocked Han Qing the most was that in this, there was actually a spatial gap.

Han Qing's breathing also suddenly became a little rapid, because the breath he felt from that gap seemed to be the core area of the abnormal space.

This area is full of yin things, representing the ghost path in the heavenly way.

So, entering the core area of the ghost path, does it mean that there is a chance to get the ghost path of the dao species?

As soon as Han Qing thought of this, he began to use his divine thoughts to turn into a crowbar, and began to probe into the cracks in the space and pry continuously.

After prying for a long time, Han Qing finally pried out a spatial rift that could accommodate one person.

He plunged straight into it and disappeared in place.

And the spatial rift closed in an instant, and even the slightest crack before disappeared completely, as if it had never appeared.

In the hollow of the tree, there was a faint shadow, and there was a reverberating laughter.

When Han Qing opened his eyes again, he found himself in a barren mountain range.

His mind was shocked, and his thoughts immediately spread to the surroundings to investigate.

When he withdrew his thoughts, the expression on his face was even more shocked.

"This is the core area of the ghost path? Why is it so vast that you can't even see the borders, as if this is a whole world." Han Qing muttered to herself.

And, to his surprise, there was an abundance of spiritual power here.

It was not at all like Han Qing had expected, it was a hellish ghost realm.

Of course, the yin attribute in this spiritual power is more intense.

In this case, the dead in this world will almost inevitably turn into ghosts.

But, apparently, there are no ghosts everywhere here.

"Isn't there a native here?" Han Qing said in his heart, if there are no living people, there will naturally be no ghosts.

Han Qing didn't think about it anymore, his body shook, he soared into the air, and began to explore this world.

All around here are endless barren mountains and mountains.

Han Qing flew forward for a long time, then suddenly stopped, staring at a valley in front of him.

For in the valley there were rows of wooden houses.

Moreover, there were many men and women dressed in obviously very ancient costumes, and carrying all kinds of utensils that he had never seen before, and they were moving around the valley.

It's a man, a living man!

Han Qing was excited in his heart, it was great to see a living person, he could go and understand the situation first.

He flickered and appeared in front of a little girl, the corners of his mouth curled up, revealing an extremely kind smile.

"Little Beauty ......"

Han Qing had just spoken, but the little girl suddenly screamed, then turned around and ran.

At this time, everyone discovered Han Qing's existence, and then all of them seemed to see the devil, and they all rushed into the various rooms and closed the doors and windows.

Han Qing's face was sluggish, he touched his face, he was so terrible.

With a wave of his hand, a mirror of mist appeared in front of him.

took a photo and found that he was as handsome and handsome as ever, so how did these people see him like a ghost?

Could it be that the aesthetics of this world are different?

Forget it, it doesn't matter, if there are ordinary people here, there will definitely be monks, and Bi Yan's spiritual power here is so strong.

Just as Han Qing was about to leave, his eyes flashed, and then his body flickered, heading towards the depths of this valley.

The valley was very deep, and Han Qing flew forward for more than ten miles, but he hadn't reached the end yet.

However, he could clearly feel that the deeper he went into it, the more intense his spiritual power became.

And in the back, the spiritual power actually turned into a rich spiritual mist, constantly surging.

"With such a rich spiritual power, it is almost comparable to some places in the fairy world." Han Qing said in his heart.

At this time, too, I am

The sleeping hairy young dragon in Han Qing's clothes also seemed to be attracted by this rich spiritual power and opened his eyes.

It came out of Han Qing's robe, and then took a deep breath.

But in an instant, as if he had eaten a fly, he squirted it out again, let out a cry of disgust, and went back to sleep.

Han Qing frowned, and then sensed it carefully.

Then, he was shocked to discover that there were wisps of yin poison in this rich spiritual power, which ordinary monks could not detect.

If you use this kind of spiritual power to cultivate, you will eventually unknowingly infiltrate the yin poison into your internal organs, and you will die a very ugly death.

Unless, at that time, it will become an evil yin cultivator, then there will be no human beings, no ghosts.

Suddenly, Han Qing suddenly noticed that deep in his heart, a voice of calling sounded.

He felt his soul tremble, and his veins fluctuated.

It seems that there are people or objects that are closely related to him here.

"Is this a call of cause and effect? What does this world have to do with me?" Han Qing wondered in her heart.

At this moment, in this thick mist, two figures appeared instantly.

These were two strange men, about fifty or so, who exuded a cold and evil aura all over their bodies.

One of them was a tall, thin man with a Mediterranean Sea on top of his head and a ring of pigtails around him.

But if you look closely, you will find that this is not a braid at all, but a black and wriggling worm, which makes people creepy.

The other man was short and fat, with a bulging belly, as if he were ten months pregnant.

On his two arms, there were two multicolored vipers entwined around them.

The two poisonous snakes stared at Han Qing coldly, and the snake hyacinth kept swallowing.

Obviously, these two monks are not on the right path.

Han Qing Shennian glanced at the two of them, and immediately knew that these were two Yuan Infant Stage monks.

And these two evil cultivators were also looking at Han Qing cautiously.

"This fellow Daoist, I don't know why you came to Soul Refining Valley?" The tall, thin, bald monk asked coldly.

"It has nothing to do with you." Han Qing replied lightly.

"This is our territory, you are not welcome here, please get out immediately." The short and fat monk's voice was fierce, with a hint of murderous intent.

Han Qing sneered, this place had a causal relationship with him, so he had to figure out what was going on.

"If I don't want to leave, no one can force me." Han Qing said coldly.

Suddenly, Han Qing's momentum exploded, but what erupted was also the breath of the Yuan Infant Realm.

Immediately, he ignored the two men and began to go inside.

The faces of these two monks changed greatly, they didn't expect that Han Qing was also a master of the Yuan Infant Realm, and that aura could make them feel dangerous, it should not be an ordinary Yuan Infant Realm.

It's just that letting an outsider step on their heads makes them lose face.

At this moment, the tall and thin bald man's eyes flashed with fierceness.

Suddenly, the circle of extremely disgusting black bugs on his head all ejected and shot towards Han Qing.