Most of Mo Yuan's body was buried in the soil, and his exposed eyes stared at those few white bone soul fruits for a while, and he made a lot of trade-offs in his heart, but he was still unwilling to leave these fruits to the group of god-killing ghost crows.

Not to mention the deep hatred between those ghost crows and him, just the changes produced by the spirit snake because of the White Bone Soul Fruit are also worth Mo Yuan's risk, the ability to devour souls and devour ghosts is still powerful, and in a special environment like Bai Gu Yuan, it can provide him with a lot of help.

Moreover, Mo Yuan felt that his sniffing spirit snake could no longer be called a sniffing spirit snake, the little snake that could devour souls and devouring ghosts had greatly increased potential, if he could finally break through the ceiling of the sniffing spirit snake and break through to a second-order demon beast, then it might not be possible to contract it as a natal spirit beast.

"Your rations, you serve yourself!" Mo Yuan's eyes rolled, he slipped out the little snake and threw it to the ground, pointing to the white bone soul fruit opposite.

After this little snake broke through by eating the White Bone Soul Fruit, it had already made progress at a very fast speed, and in this dead soul mist, it felt quite elusive.

The little snake was thrown to the ground, it looked at the fruit in the distance, and then at Mo Yuan, who only leaked half of his head outside, and blinked his eyes, quite a little pitiful and innocent.

It's a pity that Mo Yuan didn't eat this set, and stretched out his fingers to push it forward ruthlessly, signaling it to hurry up.

"You're already a first-level high-level demon beast, it's time to learn to take risks on your own." Mo Yuan didn't want to admit that he was scared of those ghost crows.

It was the snake that ate the fruit, but the crows were only aimed at him.

The little snake seemed to feel that Mo Yuan had no hope, so he turned around for a while, probed his brain and looked around for a while, and after confirming that there was no danger, he finally planned to go on his own.

But just after it was ejected from the ground, it was fished back from the air by Mo Yuan.

Mo Yuan grabbed the little snake, and the head that exposed the ground sank into the ground at once, and took out an invisibility charm and pasted it on his body.

Someone's coming!

Not long after the disappearance of a man and a snake, several footsteps appeared from the gray mist, and their feet stepped on the ground, and the white animal bones on the ground made a "rustling" sound like crisp leaves in late autumn, turning into a pile of powder under their feet.

"Senior brother, it seems that something is not quite right with Bai Guyuan during this time, several of our senior brothers have fallen into the hands of those white-eyed ghost crows, and I don't know what crazy those beasts have done."

"Don't worry about that, as long as you don't provoke them and don't pick the fruit from those trees, those ghost crows usually won't take the initiative to attack people.

"Okay, don't talk about these useless things, hurry up and set up the altar, otherwise Uncle Shi will blame it, and let's not think about it."

The sound came from far and near, walking past where Mo Yuan had been before, and soon disappeared in the thick fog.

Not long after the two of them left, a green shadow shot out on the ground, flashed around a white bone tree, and then fell back to the ground and disappeared, along with the few white bone soul fruits on the tree.

Underground, Mo Yuan sat on the back of an iron-eating turtle, and the little snake lay on the side to suck the fruit, looking at its intoxicated appearance, as if the fruit it picked was more fragrant.

Mo Yuan didn't bother to take care of it.

"Altar, Senior Uncle......" Mo Yuan muttered the words he had overheard just now, his eyes flickering slightly.

Altar, this word is not a kind word in the world of cultivating immortals, and it is often associated with the altar, and the word "bloody" will be involved.

Where there are altars, there are naturally offerings, and in the vast majority of cases, the most common offerings are all kinds of "blood food".

"Those two are foundation building monks, and the one who can make them call them uncles must be Jiedan monks......"

"No, we have to follow and see, if things are not right, I have to leave the Hundred Bone Abyss...... Maybe you can go to the prospective master. ”

All kinds of thoughts flickered in Mo Yuan's heart, the main purpose of his coming here was the ghost spirit fire, although he had not even been able to see the shadow of the ghost spirit fire so far, and even had no hope in his heart, but if he left the white bone abyss, he was not very comfortable in his heart.

In case, you might find it sometime!

As for the senior of the firmament, Mo Yuan passed the test he gave, and as for the matter of having to change the court if he entered his door, it didn't seem to be a matter to Mo Yuan.

Under his mother's education, Mo Yuan didn't have much sense of what kind of sect he was, and he never had to be loyal to that sect.

If it doesn't hurt, it's already loved.

"Let's go ahead and see what happens."

Lurking underground, the iron-eating turtle quietly keeps up with the people on the ground.

"Well, here it is again!"

After following the two of them for a short time, Mo Yuan came to a familiar place again, and the place where the two of them stopped turned out to be the big pit that Mo Yuan had seen last time.

"Is this pit dug by them?"

Seeing that there was no monk Jiedan present, Mo Yuan's courage was a little bigger, and he appeared twenty or thirty zhang away from the big pit. With the Death Soul Mist barrier, coupled with the concealment of the invisibility talisman, the Foundation Building Monk, unless he is an extremely powerful person with a divine sense, it will be difficult to find him.

As long as there is no Jiedan monk present, only the Zhuji monk is concerned, it is discovered, and Mo Yuan is not afraid, as long as the group of ghost crows is not present.

Looking at where the two of them arranged the altar, Mo Yuan stared for a long time and couldn't find one, two, three, but fortunately, the mouths of these two people never stopped, and Mo Yuan got some information.

"Hehuan Sect, it is actually a person from Hehuan Sect." Mo Yuan's heart sank slightly, he thought of Tian Buqian, who had good strength, and also thought of the cruel words left by Tian Buqian when he left.

"As long as I return to this ruin, he will surely find me. Could this not be a threat, but a real power? If so, does it have anything to do with the altar? ”

The more Mo Yuan thought about it, the lower his brows became. It was about a super sect like Hehuan Sect, and it was about his own life, so he had to think about some more possibilities.

The people who came here from the Hehuan Sect were not only monks from the foundation building period, but also monks from the Jiedan period, and they also arranged the altar here, which obviously would not be a sudden move, it should have been premeditated.

"What the hell are they trying to do?"

Seeing that the two of them finished arranging the altar and stood guard nearby, as if they were waiting for someone, Mo Yuan felt a little lost in his heart, and had to rest his thoughts of quietly going up to do some destruction.

Just when Mo Yuan wanted to observe more, a crow roared from the thick fog, and when Mo Yuan heard it, his face suddenly turned dark, and he didn't dare to stay any longer, and his figure disappeared on the ground in an instant.

A moment later.

"Senior brother, are you sure they won't attack us?" The junior brother of the two looked at the dark green flames in the dense fog and asked a little stammering.

The senior brother swallowed his saliva not very confidently, and his face became a little pale at the thought of the tragic death of those fellow senior brothers under the ghost crow.

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