Inside the stele space.

Gu Qing's figure sat on the futon in front of the black stone tablet, and the Zhangyu Changhan Falling Moon Bow that he had been carrying on his back before, and the wide black flame sword on his shoulder, had been put aside by him.

His expression was changing.

A few breaths ago, he entered the space of the stone tablet by visualizing the pure black vertical eyes on his eyebrows, avoiding the gaze of the dozens of reddish eyes.

Those dozens of reddish eyes, if they really fell on him, he was afraid that they would immediately vaporize!

"At this moment, the outside world doesn't know what the situation is, so you might as well hide in the stone tablet space for a while."

Gu Qing thought about this and breathed a long sigh of relief.

He raised his eyes and scanned the space of the stele.

The aura in the stele space is getting thinner and thinner.

Before, on the island above the black sea, he used the Blood Yin Soul Array to shake the power of the forbidden divine soul, and when he entered it, the aura in this black stone tablet still had the level of a cave built on the third-order spirit vein.

Now, it's a lot of recession.

I'm afraid that at this time, the aura in the stone tablet space is only at the level of the cave mansion built on the second-order spiritual vein, which is similar to the cave mansion he gave to Ren Chan in the territory of the Xianhe Sect in Huifeng Valley.

The thin white spiritual mist circulated on the ground paved with white jade, and the originally neat white jade was silent due to the expansion of the space of the stone stele, and there were more black gaps.

Gu Qing got up and stood in front of the black stone stele.

His gaze looked at the black stone tablet, a faint and shallow mark.

"After getting the magic power of returning to the ruins, this mark has dimmed again......"

Gu Qing's eyes flashed slightly.

"In my guess, this stele can only produce all kinds of changes in the divine will only if it devours the 'divine will', and if you follow the statement of the black dragon who was swallowed by the stone stele, you can often comprehend the divine will only after the cultivation of the later stage of the foundation."

He glanced at the shallow imprint a few times, and simply cleaned up the space of the stone tablet.

When he returned to the futon in front of the black stone stele, Gu Qing already had an extra storage bag in his hand, and his gaze was a little deep.

"Ancient Demons."

Two words, spit out from Gu Qing's mouth.

These two simple words seem to have a lot of power.

After he spoke, even his breathing was a little short.

In this storage bag, there was a rough jade bottle, which contained part of the blood of Liu Gang, the cultivation of the Shanyin faction that he had obtained in Huaining County.

"When I said the words of the ancient devil, I just deceived Liu Gang." Gu Qing's hand clenched slightly, "But now that I think about it, Liu Gang's follow-up reaction ...... This person can incarnate into a giant of more than ten zhang, and most of the cultivation methods are really related to the ancient demons! ”

Ancient demons, ancient true demons.

Among the classics he had seen in the past, there were not many records of ancient demons, and most of them were conjectures, and their credibility was not high.

The body is huge and powerful.

In a rough summary, there are only these two points that are reliable.

"The hundreds of zhang giants secretly raised by the Soul Sect are suspected to be blood demon fetuses, and there is also a certain possibility that they are related to this legendary ancient demon."

Gu Qing's divine sense reached into the storage bag.

"If this is the case, the black qi in this demon spirit stream, that is, the wild death qi, can merge with the blood in the blood demon fetus and turn into the bones around me, flowing golden luster, does it mean that this demon spirit stream also has something to do with the legendary ancient demon?"

He took out the rough jade bottle.

Burst!

As soon as he got out of the storage bag, the rough jade bottle exploded, and a cloud of black-red blood was suspended in front of Gu Qing's eyes, churning endlessly.

Gu Qing's divine sense probed towards this mass of blood.

Airplanes!

In his divine sense, after touching this mass of blood, the black and red colors of this mass of blood were actually trembling and blending, and then in the next moment of fusion, this mass of blood was blurred, condensed into a trace of undetectable golden light, and directly submerged into his body.

Above his bones, a golden luster flowed, swallowing up the faint golden rays.

After this trace of gold was swallowed, the golden luster on his bones, the originally sluggish circulation, smoothed a little.

Gu Qing's heart was shocked.

"That's really the case!"

He whispered to himself.

The monk of the Shanyin Sect, the method practiced by Liu Gang, is related to the legendary ancient demons, this is one of them.

The wild death qi in this demon spirit stream can melt with the blood in the blood demon fetus of the Soul Sect and turn into a golden luster, circulating on the bones around him, changing his physique, this is the second.

Liu Gang's blood can turn into golden rays, which are swallowed by the golden luster on the bones around him, this is the third.

In this way, the combination of the three gave him an understanding.

"By chance, you got some of the ancient demons' abilities? Well, it should be. Gu Qing closed his eyes slightly.

He felt the flow of spiritual power in his body.

The spiritual power cultivation of the ninth layer of qi refining has not changed much.

The strength of the body is far greater than before.

Above his bones, the golden luster flowed faster and faster, and as he gazed at the golden luster, gradually, he had the feeling that he was 'devouring' everything around him, which was quite strange and made him intoxicated.

In the midst of intoxication, Gu Qing was in a trance.

In the stele space, seven days have passed.

Coming back to his senses, Gu Qing's face changed slightly.

"Reiki ......"

The aura around him was extremely thin, and it was no different from when he first entered this stone tablet space.

Realizing this, Gu Qing's divine sense spread out.

"Fortunately, the spirit stones and other things have not been damaged."

He breathed a sigh of relief.

Then, his consciousness was fixed on himself.

"The physical fitness has not changed much, but this spiritual power cultivation has actually increased a little! The consummation of the ninth layer of qi refining is not far off. ”

Gu Qing said secretly in his heart.

He touched his chin.

Inadvertently, seven days have passed.

You have to get out.

If the Demon Spirit Stream closes and the other monks are ostracized, leaving him alone, it won't be good.

As for whether the group of mountain-like monsters were aware of the spatial fluctuations he had entered into the stone tablet space, this was doubtful in his heart.

After all, those mountain-like monsters, if they were powerful, they were undoubtedly far superior to Qi Refining Stage cultivators, and even above ordinary Foundation Building Stage cultivators, it was not surprising that they could detect spatial fluctuations.

But judging by his consciousness, it should not be high.

Even if he sensed the spatial fluctuations generated when he entered the stele space, the possibility of that group of mountain-like monsters squatting in front of the gravel turned into the stele space for ten days was very low.

Gu Qing carried the Cold Falling Moon Bow behind his back, and carried the black flame sword with the width of the door panel on his shoulder.

He visualized the pure black vertical eyes on his eyebrows, and his figure flashed and disappeared into the space of the stone tablet.

In the space of the stele, it is dead and silent again.

……

The darkness of the day envelops everything.

Thousands of fist-sized red ants are busy on top of the nest dozens of feet high.

A vulture with dense compound eyes, nearly ten feet long with wings, saliva flowing down its beak, its chirping, and then it fiercely grabbed at a skeleton carried by a swarm of red ants.

This skeleton is dozens of zhang long, and it was dragged by many fist-sized red ants to the nest, and the red ants will not give it up easily.

"Hiss......"

The red ants, each with their mouthparts wide open, let out a roar, and these roars gathered together, turned into a wave of flames, and pressed towards the vulture with compound eyes, like a mountain of seas.

The flame-like fluctuations made the vulture with compound eyes, whose body with wings nearly ten feet wide, tremble, and he staggered and hit his head on the ground.

Boom!

Dozens of red ants were hit.

With a pop, dozens of fist-sized red ants turned into red meat slurry and scattered in all directions.

These dozens of red ants were directly crushed into meat paste, and in the meat paste, a light flashed silently, and in an instant, a black-clothed bald head with a blue longbow on his back was silently revealed, and this figure, the black-red big sword with the wide door panel in his hand, slashed upwards.

Burst!

The vulture with compound eyes was torn apart in an instant.

The red demonic blood, like rain, was sprinkled.

"What is this place......

In the midst of the blood rain, Gu Qing carried the black flame sword with the width of the door panel back on his shoulders and scanned the surroundings.

In Gu Qing's body, all the blood-colored spiritual power that could be summoned was gathered into his eyes, so that he could be in the darkness and his vision would not be affected.

His gaze, sweeping over the swarm of red ants, looked into the distance.

It's a devastated land.

The red miasma is wanton and pervasive.

Occasionally, you can see several strange-looking, never-before-seen creatures scurrying about the earth.

Soon, a large number of fist-sized red ants carried the strange-looking vultures scattered on the ground, and the hot wreckage.

Gu Qing withdrew his gaze from a distance.

There was no trace of a red ant the size of half a fist, and he took a few steps, reached out and grabbed a fist-sized red ant, looked at it a few times, and threw the ant back to the ground.

"Here, it should still be in the Demon Spirit Stream."

Gu Qing's heart moved.

He took out the small black sign from the space of the stone tablet and injected a trace of spiritual power into it.

"This direction...... And it's close. ”

Gu Qing's eyes were strange and he looked to the left.

He stepped on his feet.

His form, as if flying close to the ground, sped away in a direction to the left.

After walking for a few miles, Gu Qing came to the second ant nest dozens of feet high, and his eyes lit up slightly.

"Fellow Daoist, stay!"

Gu Qing shouted.

Next to this second ant nest dozens of feet high, in addition to the many fist-sized red ants in the busy, there is also a middle-aged monk with round cheeks and two mustaches.

This person is also rushing towards a certain direction on the left.

"Huh?"

Hearing what Gu Qing said, this person's figure was slightly stagnant.

The bearded monk's long, narrow eyes looked back at the bald monk who stopped him in the distance.

"No, Lin Changqing." Gu Qing said indifferently, stepped forward calmly, and showed a slight smile on his face, "Presumably, this fellow Daoist also heard that treasure was born, so he hurried over like Lin." ”

"Huh...... So what? ”

When the bearded monk heard this, he replied coldly.

Facing the bald monk who suddenly appeared, his gaze was a little dark and dark.

His figure was already quietly tense, and most of his mind fell on the bald monk who suddenly appeared, the black and red sword on his shoulder, and the blue bow on his back.

"But when I wait to go, most of them will run for nothing, and I will definitely not be able to compete with those predecessors in the foundation building period."

Gu Qing's expression flashed with a sigh.

The mustachioed monk's eyes flashed slightly, and he snorted coldly: "Hmph! Not necessarily, the size of the Netherworld Ghost Zhi is so huge, and it is not difficult for us to wait for the cultivation of the Qi refining period, if the means are outstanding, and we can get a piece of the pie. ”

Nether Ghost Mushroom?

Gu Qing's heart moved.

He looked at the bearded monk with a smiling gaze.

"I don't know, what is this Taoist friend called?"