"It's just a copy." The worm whispers.

Without waiting for Jiang Chuan to ask carefully, as the blood light in the center of the Dark Cloud Canyon spread, he only felt that his body was light, and he lost his consciousness in a burst of vertigo.

"Wake up, wake up." The cries of the worms rang out.

The divine consciousness operated spontaneously, and the power of the heart was instantly opened, Jiang Chuan entered the subtle realm, regained his consciousness, and raised his eyes to look at this strange place.

Above is a layer of dark clouds formed by thick gray gas, clustered around the crescent moon hanging above the high sky, exuding a surging red light, making everything on the vast land dyed a little bloody, which is particularly evil and depressing.

If you are not strong-willed, if you stay here for a long time, it will be a matter of time before you go crazy.

The secret realm of dripping blood lives up to its name.

After feeling a little familiar breath in the air, Jiang Chuan was sure in his heart.

It is the ancestor of Denglong.

The patriarch had been here before.

He sensed it slightly, looked at the east where the aura was the strongest, rode the wind, and rushed forward.

And not long after he left, wisps of gray qi swirled and landed on the place where he stayed, forming a figure of a mold lake.

"Someone else came in.

"This man's breath is somewhat familiar.

"How did he get there.

"Did you sense something?"

The voice could not be heard by men and women, a series of questions rang out, and the rolling gray gas suddenly stopped.

"But it wouldn't be good if you woke up that thing."

The sound was absent until it was gone, and the figure turned to ashes, and when it was blown by the wind, it disappeared.

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"Hey, it's a pit." Looking at the blood-colored smoke that went there, billowing like beacon wolf smoke, rushing straight into the sky, Jiangchuan's speed slowed down, and his face was happy.

I didn't expect such good luck, it was only less than half an hour, and there was a harvest, and looking at its scale, it was obviously not small.

"Yes, although the evil qi is not pure, and it is only a common bloody evil qi, it is better than there enough to support an ordinary foundation-building monk Ning Dan." Jiaoworm jumped on Jiang Chuan's head, grabbed his hair, and shook his head to comment.

Jiang Chuan took out the treasure given by the sect before setting off from his sleeve.

A gray teapot-shaped spiritual weapon was sacrificed by him, and as the magic trick was played, bursts of suction came out from the spout, and the evil qi that rushed to the sky was immediately triggered, and it sank into the body of the pot along the spout, and it continued for almost a stick of incense.

Fortunately, this spiritual artifact is a treasure specially used to collect evil qi, it seems to be small, but in fact it has a huge capacity, otherwise Jiang Chuan would really not be able to take it all away.

With a gesture of his hand, the teapot that had increased in weight fell into his hand, and he put it away and continued on his way.

In another place, on the cliff in front of the cold pool, Bai Lingyun appeared in shape, looking at the blood-colored python that poked out its head in the pool and roared at him repeatedly, his expression remained unchanged, and with a flick of his sleeves, a cold light fell, and the entire cold pool suddenly seemed to have come to the polar winter, and was frozen by layers from shallow to deep.

The python in the pool was naturally unavoidable, and it was also frozen in it, and a pair of gray children showed anthropomorphic horror, watching a cold crystal treasure wheel fly down from above, cutting off its head.

"That's right, this cold spirit freezes the light little supernatural power, you have completely cultivated, even if you are a person who has built a perfect foundation, if you are not careful, you must be controlled by this supernatural power."

A voice rang out in the air, with a hint of approval.

This son is worthy of being a rare Bingxing Heavenly Spirit Root, and when it comes to this comprehension, he can be regarded as one of the few people he has taught.

Pity......

"It's also thanks to the thousand-year-old cold qi that my predecessors helped me refine." Bai Lingyun's indifferent face couldn't help but smile a little.

"In fact, this little magic power is the best in refining the cold qi in the cold spirit stone, although the cold qi of a thousand years is domineering, it is a little less magical." The voice continued.

Thinking of this, Bai Lingyun's expression turned cold:

"Turning into a spiritual gate, old ghost Zhang, sooner or later, one day,

I will twist off his head and pay tribute to my people. ”

"Hey, with your qualifications, it's only a matter of time before you advance to the Golden Pill.

"With the jade frost evil qi under this cold pool, when your cultivation has been upgraded to the foundation building perfection, you only need to find the right Tiangang qi, and you will be able to condense the high-grade golden pill." The voice was tinged with surprise.

No one expected that as soon as Bai Lingyun entered this secret realm, he landed on the mouth of this cold pool blood python, thinking that it was a bad thing, but he discovered the jade frost evil qi hidden in it.

This qi is one of the seven evil qi that is most suitable for Bai Lingyun, it is extremely rare in the outside world, I didn't expect it to appear in this secret realm.

"I also need your Ning Dan secret method to help." Bai Lingyun mentioned the most critical matter.

"Although this kind of secret method is rare, it is not a problem for me, and when I go back, I will teach you this Jade Frost Frost Frost Hugging Pill Method." The voice said.

Bai Lingyun nodded with satisfaction, jumped off the cold pool, and began to scavenge the evil qi in the cold pool.

Not only Bai Lingyun, but in other places, whether it was the disciples of the Yunshui Sect, the Hualing Sect, or the Xuanji Mountain, they had more or less gained something at this time.

Of course, along with the harvest, there is also a killing machine that does not know when.

A disciple of Xuanji Mountain, who was carrying a long sword, had just flown over a canyon when he was pierced by a gray light flying out of his body and fell into the canyon, and he didn't even see the appearance of the murderer from beginning to end.

And the Yunshui Sect and the Hualing Sect, there are also disciples who gradually suffer casualties.

Even Jiang Chuan has encountered extremely difficult opponents.

"Demons." The worm called out the origin of the gray shadow on the other side.

Jiang Chuan's expression moved slightly, and he remembered the record of the "evil ghost".

It is rumored that this kind of ghost is not formed after the death of a living soul, but is born in a place with a strong evil spirit, but is a natural ghost body, compared to people dying into ghosts, there is a little more possibility of becoming stronger, just like the spirit body of the human immortal cultivator.

For ghost cultivators, this evil ghost can be called a treasure of heaven and earth, once refined into the body, not only can you get the ghost vein that helps people breathe out yin qi, but also get the natural ability of evil ghosts.

The evil ghost in front of him has a talent that can turn his figure into invisible, avoiding the whirlpool of the river.

Facing Jiang Chuan's surprised gaze, the firstborn one-horned and one-eyed demon let out a low roar.

The ghost sound reached Jiang Chuan's ears, as if an invisible blade had been slashed from his divine sense, Jiang Chuan snorted, and his figure fell from the air.

There was a flash of joy in the ghost's only ghost's eyes, and his body was like the wind, appearing below, and a pair of sharp claws grabbed towards the falling river.

However, what greeted him was not the falling figure of Jiang Chuan, but a blue stream surrounded by thunder.

With a bang, it broke through the air.

The speed was far beyond the demon's reaction.

After a thunderclap, the demon's body was filled with thunder.

Even if it was just the method of yin and thunder, the restraint of the ghost body still exceeded Jiang Chuan's expectations.

After the crackling explosion, the demon's form dispersed, and only a prismatic stone that emitted a thick yin aura fell.

"Yin Yuan Stone, kid put it away quickly." Jiao insect urging.

This thing is equivalent to the Yuan Zhu and Demon Pill of the demon beast, which is the sustenance of a true yuan, and for ghost cultivation, it can enhance the merit and is considered a treasure.

Of course, Jiang Chuan would not let this thing go, and after carefully putting it away, he looked at the source of the evil spirit.

Yinlong Gorge.

Among the jade slips handed over to him by the master, one of the places once marked by the ancestor.

Among them, there are natural treasures, but there are also fatal crises.

This is also the reason why there is no ancestor in the jade slips handed over to others by the master.

True disciples are the future mainstays of the Yunshui Sect, and no one wants to let these people lose their lives because of exploring treasures.

"Do you want to go in?" Jiao Worm also sensed the hidden danger and asked with some hesitation.

Jiang Chuan was not in a hurry and took out the dragon horns.

Reciting the magic method silently, a golden light fell from the tip of the dragon's horn, turning into a stone statue of a god stepping on the Jiaojiao, suspended in the void.

It is the stone statue of the ancestor obtained in the Qiandao Lake.

Among them, there is not only the heavenly and human mana of the ancestor of Denglong, but also a trace of spiritual consciousness to inhabit, according to the patriarch, the stone statue can distinguish the good and the evil, and sense evil thoughts.

Jiang Chuan prayed in his heart, and then saw the stone statue facing Yinlong Gorge, bowing slightly.

"Get in." Jiang Chuan said.

"In Benlong's memory, after achieving heaven and man, he is in harmony with this world, and he can sense the changes in the heavenly way and the number of fortunes in the underworld. The insects are amazed.

When Jiang Chuan saw the ancestor's reply in the forum, he also had a sense of great insight, and he had a new understanding of the abilities of heaven and man.

"Let's go."

Put away the stone statue with the dragon's horns, and go to the Yinlong Gorge with one person and one jiao.

A gust of cold wind blew, the gray gas condensed, faintly condensed into a mold lake figure, looking at the Yin Dragon Gorge in front of him, a little hesitant.

Naturally, he knew what was in this canyon.

"Forget it, go in and have a look." As the sound came out, the figure dispersed, turned into ash, and floated towards the canyon.

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"According to the jade slip given by the master, there is an extremely rare Yin Dragon Cave in this Yin Dragon Gorge." Jiang Chuan did not resist the wind, but chose to walk, and every step he took out, there was a step of water and gas under his feet, which firmly supported him.

"The Yin Dragon Cave is a spiritual beast of the dragon genus, and after the death of the big demon, the breath of the body returns to the earth, and after the continuous cultivation of the earth's qi, it will appear as a fierce place." Although I don't know what the original body of the Jiao worm is, the ancestor of Denglong once found a rare jade Jiao body for it, and even used the magic power of heaven and man to help it get the jade Jiao inheritance from the bloodline, which is no different from the real Jiaolong, and he knows a lot of secrets about Jiaolong.

Jiang Chuan's footsteps fell, and he looked at the worm on his shoulder in a thinking shape, with a strange gaze.

A chill behind the worm:

"Boy, don't you want to say that this Yin Dragon Cave is related to this dragon?"

I can't help Jiang Chuan not think so.

It's just a bit of a coincidence.

"The body of this dragon's jade Jiao is still suppressed under the stone statue, how can it appear here." Jiao insect reminder.

The stone statue of Denglong Patriarch is not carved from stone, but is transformed by the mana of heaven and man and the true body of Jade Jiao, and the stone statue itself alone is a great treasure.

"What about your original body? I don't believe that the patriarch will find you a jade body for no reason. Jiang Chuan continued to walk forward and continued.

He was almost sure in his heart that Jiaoworm was originally a genus of Jiaolong, and the ancestor would do this.

After his reminder, the picture of Mohu Lake flashed in Jiaoworm's heart:

"Yes, it seems that as your kid said, this dragon was originally born in Jiaolong."

That's right. Jiang Chuan nodded in his heart.

"If it's really related to Ben Long, then I wonder if this place can help Ben Long break the memory seal and restore his cultivation?" The insect inevitably became excited and began to urge.

"Boy, hurry up, if you want to do it later, Ben Long will help you."

But speculation is speculation, reality is reality.

In the face of the danger of this unknown situation, how could Jiang Chuan be careless, as he continued to move forward, the lingering sense of crisis became stronger and stronger.

Jiang Chuan's heart moved, holding the iron shield in his hand, the clouds and lights on his body were looming, and the five green qi rose from the top, opening like an umbrella bone, and there was clear water falling, which firmly protected him.

Five breaths and blue water droplets.

Since he completely refined the prototype of this magic weapon, he has been able to stimulate a lot of power, and he no longer relies on the weight of the treasure itself to smash people.

The worm also spit out the beamsplitter that he had refined, and held it firmly in its little claws.

"Roar."

The roar of the beast came faintly from the gray mountain forest.

Zheng.

A little blue light was lit out, and I didn't know when I touched a gray python behind Jiang Chuan that was cut in half from head to tail, turning into ash and dissipating.

Seeing this scene, Jiang Chuan was surprised.

This demon beast, like the evil ghost, is all condensed by breath.

Without waiting for him to think about it further, more than ten figures pounced at the same time.

It's still blue and blue, pointing out one after another.

Thanks to the cultivation of the "Blue Water Yin Thunder Sword Technique", the sword light of the stinging mosquito sword technique is becoming faster and faster, and it is even more elusive when it is used by today's Jiangchuan.

In an instant, it was impossible to tell how many swords had been slashed.

The moment the blue light retracted, all the more than ten figures turned into ashes and dispersed.

"Awesome." The other paw of the Jiaoworm praised Jiang Chuan.

Jiang Chuan was about to answer with a smile, but suddenly his expression changed, and he hurriedly stepped back.

Even though his speed was extremely fast, the long gray light still pulled out the afterimage and stabbed the iron shield in front of him.

Peng.

This shield, which was made of python dragon scales, actually appeared densely packed with small holes.

Jiang Chuan's eyes froze.

The speed of this gray light was much faster than the speed when he cast the "Mosquito Stinging Sword Technique".

And pointed out a blue true element, the black light on the iron shield like a hornet's nest swam away, and the small holes were all bridged, intact as before.

Although the Iron Wall Shield was only worthy of stepping into the ranks of top-level spiritual weapons, in the hands of Uncle Yunyan, it gave it an ability similar to that of an "immortal body".

Jiang Chuan guessed that this ability may come from the python itself, which came from the scales, and it is no wonder that the python dragon was constantly drawn blood by the people of Bibo Mansion but never died.

It seems that he was surprised that he failed to kill Jiang Chuan with one blow, and the gray light hidden in the dark also appeared in his body.

It was a long gray whip with a glittering needle at the end, and the hole in the iron shield was the masterpiece of these needles.

And after the long whip......

A giant scorpion taller than a human appeared in front of it, looking at Jiang Chuan, its tail sticking out.

The whip turned out to be the scorpion's tail.

But......

Egawa looked at the scorpion's head.

A human face appeared there, and the body could be seen through the gray qi, constantly roaring and roaring.

"This is the spirit of the monk." Egawa recognized the origin of the human face.

But how could the monk's spirit become like this, and it was one with the scorpion made of gray qi.

With a raised brow, Jiang Chuan was about to make a move to send this human-faced scorpion on the road, when a voice came from behind him, which made him stop his movements, and retreated to the side, vigilant.

"Little friend, be slow, don't hurt this human-faced scorpion."

A cold wind swept in, wisps of gray gas gathered, and condensed into a figure of a mold lake.

"You've been following me?" Egawa thought of the feeling of being spied on all the time.

"The body of a ghost? No, why does it look like the body of a primordial baby? Jiao Worm felt the breath on the figure of Mohu and exclaimed.

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