Among the 100,000 mountains, there is a high mountain surrounded by black air all year round and the wind is howling. There was a big hole under the bare mountain, where there was not a single tree or grass. The entrance of the cave is three feet high and five feet wide, and there is a yin wind whistling out of it all year round, mixed with sharp noises, as if it is some furious soul, roaring endlessly.

In the middle of the entrance of the cave, there is a stone statue standing upright, like life-size, looking like a beautiful woman, facing the depths of the Demon Suppression Cave, standing silently.

The cold wind howling all year round never stopped blowing on the stone statue, making a low sound, like the fragile wooden plank that shelters the wind and rain in a storm.

Song Xingzheng was standing in front of this cave.

Half a day ago, he took off the lich's head, searched for his remaining consciousness, found the location of the demon suppression cave, and went straight here.

The icy and biting wind swept the corner of Song Xing's clothes, and in this desolate landscape, this person seemed to gradually seem ethereal, with a hint of unreality.

At this moment, at the entrance of the Demon Suppression Ancient Cave, a cloud of white qi suddenly appeared in the air, forming a strong contrast with the surrounding black qi and yin wind.

The white qi gathered more and more, gradually condensed and formed, and changed into a human form, looking from the golden bottle, it was a tall man, holding a giant sword in his right hand and a big shield in his left hand.

His body was completely composed of white qi, fluttering in the yin wind, but his body movements and even the expression on his face were completely visible.

According to ancient legends, life is old and dead, only the soul is immortal, and at the end of a lifetime, there will be a soul out of the body, and it will be reincarnated in the next life, life after life, and reincarnation.

However, in the world, there are resentful spirits, with greed, hatred, and ignorance, with fear, evil, and fear, and fear, they are attached to the world, looking back on the past, and unwilling to die, which is for the yin spirit.

Back then, Song Xing had seen many Yin Spirits in the Necromantic Abyss in the Ten Thousand Bat Ancient Caves.

It's just that those Yin Spirits are all mortal souls, and they were killed by the Blood Refining Hall back then and couldn't die, just ordinary Yin Spirits.

And the yin spirit that appeared in front of him now was by no means those ordinary yin spirits, but the rarest fierce spirit in the legend.

This kind of soul is mostly a profound person in life, but after death, because of some great indignation and infatuation, he actually gave up his life, and was willing to protect something, become a desolate wild ghost, and wander in the yang world.

This kind of fierce spirit, its own Taoism is already quite high, plus it has ghost power after death, it is even more ferocious, ordinary cultivators are not opponents at all, it can be said that they are fierce ghosts that are unique in ten thousand.

The moment the fierce spirit appeared, it did not directly attack Song Xing.

"Who are you who dare to come to this land of demons?" The fierce spirit glared at the copper bell and said coldly.

"Seeing that you are young and a first-time offender, I don't care about you. This is the land of demons and ghosts, not the place where you came, so go quickly! ”

Song Xing looked at the pitch-black cave behind the fierce spirit, and said playfully: "The land of demons, it seems that this is really the ancient cave of demon suppression that suppressed beasts and demons back then?" ”

Hearing the word beast demon, the fierce spirit's face changed greatly, and he instantly entered a state of alert: "Young man, who are you?" ”

Song Xing said lightly: "Please give way, I want to enter the cave." ”

The fierce spirit shouted angrily and said, "Young man, I advise you not to ask for hardship, this cave is a peerless monster, and you will kill yourself if you enter." And I guard the ancient cave, and I will never let outsiders in, you died early! ”

Seeing that the fierce spirit insisted on this, Song Xing shook his head, and raised his foot to break into the cave.

The fierce spirit roared angrily, raised its huge long sword, and slashed down towards Song Xing with the momentum of overwhelming Qianjun.

Although this sword was still a few zhang away, Song Xing had already felt the overwhelming sense of oppression rushing towards him, which was suffocating and almost impossible to resist.

His eyes shrank sharply, and his figure flashed, avoiding the deadly sword. At the same time, stretch out your right palm and shoot it forward.

Song Xing's cultivation is so profound, this palm power is enough to overwhelm the mountains and seas and destroy all those who stand in the way.

The fierce spirit looked stunned, obviously he didn't expect this young man to be so strong, and his reaction was also fast, and he hurriedly blocked with his sword.

With a muffled bang, the entire body of the fierce spirit exploded directly with violent shaking, and was directly shattered by Song Xing's palm.

Fortunately, the Yin Spirit did not have a physical body, and the white mist that had been shattered hovered rapidly in the air, turning into a hideous monster and rushing towards Song Xing.

Song Xing snorted coldly: "Stubborn, since you refuse to retreat, then don't blame me for being rude." ”

As soon as he finished speaking, his right arm shook, and the muscles on the back of his hand suddenly swelled and twisted like a dragon. Immediately after that, he swung his right fist violently, and a circle of ripples visible to the naked eye suddenly spread out. These ripples were like a sharp blade, hitting the phantoms of the white mist, instantly scattering them.

Immediately afterwards, Song Xing jumped up, his knees slightly bent, and he had already stepped over the fierce spirit and entered the inside of the cave.

The body of the fierce spirit recondensed after a few breaths, and with a roar of rage, it was about to chase after Song Xing and enter.

But with a wave of his hand, an extremely strong energy flew out of the cave and flew towards the stone statue outside the cave.

The fierce spirit's face suddenly changed greatly, and he couldn't care about Song Xing anymore, so he quickly flew in front of the stone statue to protect the stone statue from damage.

By the time he looked up again, Song Xing's figure had disappeared into the darkness deep in the cave.

The darkness stretched endlessly, and only the sound of the howling wind grew more and more poignant. Song Xing walked in the dark corridor of the Demon Suppression Ancient Cave, like a yin spirit walking towards the Nine Shadows.

The ancient cave grew wider and wider, but the darkness around it also deepened.

In this environment, if you change to an ordinary person, even if you don't get lost in this darkness, you will inevitably have a mental breakdown, go crazy or be stupid. However, Song Xing was effortless, as if he was used to such an environment.

Suddenly, a little fluorescent light appeared in front of me, shining like a night star. Song Xing's eyes narrowed slightly, and after careful identification, he realized that it was a huge piece of green jade, inlaid on the rock wall.

His fingers gently caressed the crystal clear jade, and wisps of cold air flowed down his fingers into his body, making him feel comfortable.

These green jades turned out to be natural ice jade, which was a rare material for refining talisman treasures, and it was the most suitable for suppressing anger.

Song Xing's mind turned, and he quickly figured out why this Demon Suppression Ancient Cave was called the Demon Suppression Ancient Cave.

Song Xing was about to continue exploring the cave, but suddenly stopped. In his ears, there were faint sounds of all kinds of weeping, whimpering sounds that were very clear in the quiet cavern, as if they came from the ancient wilderness, penetrating the layers of void, and reaching the depths of the soul.

The voice was full of sorrow and despair, giving Song Xing a sense of pathetic desolation. Song Xing's heart suddenly swelled with sadness and loneliness. This is the feeling from the bones, which makes people want to cry loudly, shed tears, and pour out their hearts.

Song Xing took a deep breath and used his mental method to calm the passion and sadness rolling in his chest, which stabilized his mind.

"Demons, demons?"

(End of chapter)