Chapter Seventy-Five: The Temple in the Depths

In the depths of the cultivator's graveyard, a cyan figure could always be seen, and along with this cyan figure, there was a beautiful woman and a strange big bird.

This cyan figure was like a killing god along the way, and all the spirit beasts he encountered were either slaughtered or disappeared inexplicably.

Ye Lingchen continued to advance towards the depths during this time, fighting with various spirit beasts along the way, and at this time, he had already opened seven hundred acupoints in his body, leaving only the last twenty acupoints unopened.

Along the way, Ye Lingchen was always selecting second-star and one-star spirit beasts of the ground level, and it was very difficult to deal with two-star spirit beasts at the beginning, but after a month, he began to relax.

As for the ground-level one-star spirit beast, if Ye Lingchen sneaks up, it is basically the result of a second kill, even if it is a head-on collision, it is a matter of minutes.

Now although Ye Lingchen's realm is the pinnacle of the Xuanyou Low Realm, his true strength is only afraid that the Xuanyou High Realm can also compete, and with the cultivation of his soul cultivator, he is still not afraid of the Ming Mansion.

At this time, in a mountain range deep in the cultivator's cemetery, a loud bird whistle suddenly sounded in the sky, and two figures were falling from the sky with their hands behind their backs.

During this time, Ye Lingchen frantically searched for spirit beasts to fight, and his body was a lot stronger.

He was hiding behind a rock, his eyes fixed on a strange spirit beast in front of him, his eyes filled with scorching flames.

The spirit beast was not large, but Ye Lingchen could tell from its fast speed just now, the snow-white hair on its whole body and a pair of purple pupils that it was a very rare purple pupil marten on the continent in front of him.

The purple pupil marten is a six-star spirit beast of the ground level, and some people on the mainland have said that the purple pupil marten is a treasure, and the most precious thing on its body is the pair of eyes that glow with purple light, and I heard that the eyes of the purple mink have a magical ability, that is, they can see through everything.

Although it is exaggerated, it also shows that the double pupils of the purple mink are extraordinary, and it is for this reason that people have found that a great function of the purple mink is to hunt for treasure. And another name given to the purple mink by people on the mainland is the top treasure hunting beast.

As a result, no trace of the Purple Pupil Marten has been found for hundreds of years, as they have either been subdued by some powerful humans or slaughtered.

Ye Lingchen's eyes were filled with greed, but the Purple Pupil Marten was an earth-level spirit beast after all, and it was extremely fast, so it was very difficult to deal with.

The purple-pupiled marten on the opposite side seemed to be aware of it, and when he turned around, his purple pupils flashed, but he was looking at the boulder where Ye Lingchen was.

"Good insight."

Ye Lingchen walked out slowly, now that he was discovered, there was no need to hide anymore. And when he stood up, he was secretly on guard, the purple pupil marten was a six-star spirit beast of the ground level, and it was not so easy to deal with.

The Heavenly Dome Heavy Sword appeared in his hand, and Ye Lingchen activated the fiery spiritual power in his body, and suddenly the Heavenly Dome was covered with a layer of flames, glowing with a rich red light.

The change in the aura on Ye Lingchen's body, the purple pupil marten sensed it in an instant, but it did not escape, its eyes swirled in its sockets, and it looked at Ye Lingchen curiously.

Ye Lingchen was stunned for a moment, "This spirit beast is so strange, unlike those spirit beasts I met some time ago, they showed a fierce gaze as soon as they met. ‘

Ye Lingchen didn't make a move for a long time, maybe it was this weird atmosphere that was making trouble, and the purple mink was really cute, so he couldn't do it.

And the purple-pupiled marten on the opposite side did not attack Ye Lingchen, and one person and one beast stared at the small ones with big eyes.

After about a quarter of an hour, the purple-pupiled mink slowly walked over, Ye Lingchen's body tightened, he didn't feel the slightest killing intent, and the sky dome that he was about to lift slowly put down.

When Ye Lingchen was wondering, the purple-pupiled marten dodged into his arms.

The purple-pupiled mink's dexterous little nose sniffed around Ye Lingchen's body, and finally stayed on the Yimei ring in his hand, while a pair of small eyes were shining with an eager gaze.

Ye Lingchen came back to his senses and looked at the appearance of the purple-pupiled mink, he really couldn't laugh or cry.

He laughed and said, "So you little guy has a crush on the ring." ”

Ye Lingchen let out a trace of soul power and said, "Little guy, do you like the ring on my hand very much?" ”

The purple-pupiled marten in his arms suddenly shook his body, looked around, and the last pair of purple pupils stayed on Ye Lingchen, "Did you speak in my head just now?" Are you a legendary god? ”

"Gods?" Ye Lingchen was stunned for a moment, and then said.

The purple-eyed marten rolled its eyes and said, "I've seen the same god as you over there, but that one doesn't move......"

Ye Lingchen thought about it, but he was afraid that it was a statue left by the previous people. And the direction pointed by the purple-pupiled mink's little paw was deeper in the cultivator's cemetery, Ye Lingchen asked, "Can you take me there?" ”

The purple-eyed marten said, "Yes, it's very dangerous in there, you have to follow me and don't walk around." ”

Ye Lingchen nodded, as for Chenxi and the Electric Winged Falcon, Ye Lingchen collected them into the space. Because it's dangerous inside, they probably won't be able to help much.

One person and one mink slowly went deeper, and there was some strong aura from time to time along the way, Ye Lingchen was also extremely cautious, and he didn't dare to be careless. Fortunately, there is a ghost mask, which plays a great role in the concealment of the breath.

"It's just ahead." The purple-eyed marten whispered in his mind.

Ye Lingchen nodded secretly, and saw a small temple from a distance.

The temple glowed with a faint white light, which was very conspicuous, but a few miles around, Ye Lingchen did not see any traces of spirit beasts.

A bluestone path curves to the entrance of the temple, lined with a row of green trees, which are not tall but give people a very solemn feeling.

Ye Lingchen stepped on the bluestone road and slowly walked inside.

The danger did not come as Ye Lingchen imagined, and along the way, Ye Lingchen only felt a strange fluctuation coming from inside.

Ye Lingchen came to the temple, and there was a sculpture standing inside, exuding a faint light.

It is a statue of a man with his left hand behind his back and his right hand slightly forward.

"Could it be the idol in front of you?" Ye Lingchen said to himself.

He also knows something about the statues, there were rumors of various gods on the Creation Continent, but no one has seen them, and Ye Lingchen was originally just a joke, and he didn't believe in those things that were strange to the gods.

A pair of powerful hands slowly stretched out towards the statue glowing with a faint white light, and Ye Lingchen's fingers had already touched the man's outstretched right hand.

Suddenly, a black air flow slammed into Ye Lingchen's fingers and rushed straight into his consciousness.