Fang Yingxing's heart palpitated, what is this kind of thing? If I had been here just now, I would have been like the bird.

Ba Twelve was pale, and his eyes were a little erratic.

The stars were shining brightly at night, but the light could not penetrate this dark cave for half a minute.

Fang Yingxing is also a person who has seen strong winds and waves, and after thinking about it at this moment, he decided to quietly run through the cave.

Sure enough, after a few days of observation, he would find that every day at noon, a large number of wasteland creatures would burrow into it, and when it was close to dusk, they would run out one by one, but they all strengthened, as if they had some chance.

And some unlucky creatures, such foreign birds, will be directly devoured as soon as they arrive at night and there is not even a scum left.

Fang Yingxing frowned, and decided to take a risk, he entered the cave with the wasteland creatures.

Of course, he also took Ba XII with him, after all, there were too many wasteland crises, and he didn't dare to let Ba XII leave his side.

As soon as he entered the cave, Fang Yingxing felt an inexplicable sense of gloom, but for some reason, those wasteland creatures seemed to have a kind of fanaticism in their eyes, and their bodies were trembling.

As the cavern progressed, the animal's frenzy intensified, and the frenzy quickly spread among the herd, but it did not howl, and seemed to maintain a certain awe for the place.

Fang Yingxing's face was a little dark at the moment, because he and Ba Twelve were pulled into the desert monkey group as he walked, and was treated as a monkey, and at this moment, he was asked by the monkey leader to hold a fruit plate that seemed to be a sacrifice, and he was following the monkey group.

Gradually, Fang Yingxing saw many human footprints in the cave, and it seemed that he was not the first person to come to this cave.

But the most terrifying thing is that not a single footprint can lead to the outside, only in and out! Occasionally, messy footprints stretch outward, only to eventually disappear.

Continuing inside, a small river emerges, its water as clear as a mirror, rich in aura and refreshing, in stark contrast to the eerie atmosphere of other areas.

The animals were also frantically pumping water, and some of the injured animals recovered from their wounds in just a few moments.

But Fang Yingxing was even more frightened, the inside of this small river was very clear, terrifyingly clear, and the aura was so strong, but there was not a single fish, not even the grass could be seen.

He decided to cross the river and continue walking, because there should be a great opportunity inside, immortal cultivators are already fighting, fighting for an immortality, fighting for an invincible, if they don't even have the Dao heart to become stronger, let alone become stronger.

For an ordinary immortal cultivator, he might want to escape, but for a monk like Fang Yingxing who aspires to become a supreme cultivator, he naturally won't give up the opportunity in front of him.

As soon as he crossed the river, Fang Yingxing discovered that something was wrong, this place was the same as the ruins that Zhu Mo had said before, there was the suppression of the Great Dao Law, and powerful creatures could not enter, it seemed that only the cultivation of the Creation Spirit Realm could enter.

But in that case, why haven't those more powerful immortal cultivators ever gone out?

Fang Yingxing saw that there was something red on the wall next to him, which turned out to be blood-colored handwriting, which took up a lot of space, but it was very messy, and he seemed to be in a hurry to do something.

The truth is very scary, Fang Yingxing After reading these words, the hairs on his back stood up, these words did not form complete words, just some key words.

Among them, the words "tomb", "sacrifice", "don't escape" and other words made him a little hairy.

At this moment, his mind suddenly remembered what the outside of this cave looked like, it was a mountain, and if this mountain was seen from above, it happened to be a coffin.

Is it really a tomb? With such a momentum, who is buried in it!

Especially the word "sacrifice", Fang Yingxing was thinking, this is a wasteland, who will come to worship? It's too weird.

Continuing to associate "don't escape" and the footsteps of only entering and not leaving, his hairs stand on end, maybe leaving is "fleeing", and those people may have suffered some accidents because of this.

After listening to Fang Yingxing's words, a panicked look appeared in Ba Twelve's eyes, she looked at the little flower she picked up from the side of the cave in her hand, and her voice trembled a little: "Big brother, in this way, I was still wondering why there are flowers in the wasteland."

Fang Yingxing's eyes widened, and he looked at the flower, which was indeed a flower unique to the Cangyu.

No, not only that, there are more things on the periphery, the Yanbei of the Flame Sea, and the Jinsong of the Wind Valley......

Before, he just thought that this place was strange, there were many creatures growing in it, and there must be a secret treasure in it, but now when he saw these words, he thought about it again, and suddenly felt terrified.

Could it be that this coffin has been transported in space like a light gate?

In any case, there is no turning back from the bow, and now that he looks back, there may be a similar ending like his predecessors, and he can only continue to move forward.

Continuing deeper into the cave, a cold and humid air came to my face, with a smell of death. The ceiling and walls of the cave are hung with a variety of stalactites of different shapes, like strange creatures in nature. They shimmer in the faint light, making the cave even more eerie.

Fang Yingxing didn't see any creatures, but he didn't dare to relax his vigilance, because there were traces of fighting on the road, but they were all small pieces by piece, according to the distance, Fang Yingxing didn't believe that the Creation Spirit Realm had such a speed, then the only thing that could be thought of was that these predecessors of the Creation Spirit Realm were all killed very quickly, and they couldn't move to a farther area at all.

Fang Yingxing gritted his teeth, protected Ba Twelve, and continued to walk inside.

As he approached a smaller hole, Fang Yingxing threw a punch and smashed into a void, however, he himself flew out with Ba Twelve, knocking the rock wall out of a pit.

Eternal Pupil's observation power was very strong, but even if Fang Yingxing reacted early, the difference in strength was too great.

A black shadow flashed out leisurely and pounced on Fang Yingxing.

Fang Yingxing gasped after seeing his realm clearly, he finally understood why no monk from the Spirit Creation Realm survived.

This black shadow is a yin and yang realm, and in the entire history of cultivating immortals, only a very few Tianjiao characters can kill enemies across the great realm.

What is the Yin and Yang realm, the body is yang, the soul is yin, and the fusion of the two phases will have a huge improvement.

Fang Yingxing also let it go, took out the light door and smashed it, fighting with the black shadow, and suddenly, light and darkness were intertwined.

What Fang Yingxing didn't expect was that the suppression of this creature by the Light Gate was so terrifying that it could actually lower his realm to the stage of just creating the main spirit.

He finally recognized it, this thing is called a corpse spirit, it is said that there is a small chance that the strongest person will die with resentment, and he is extremely afraid of light, so the light gate is so effective.

Fang Yingxing's battle was almost crazy, and the Starlight Fist Seal that could have broken all the enemies was easily shattered by the other party.

In a few moves, the corpse spirit knocked the light gate away, and a punch pierced Fang Yingxing's chest.

The usually introverted Ba Twelve, at this moment, he used the fire phoenix sword technique, and was slashing, but was slapped on the wall by the corpse spirit.

The corpse spirit did not rush to kill Fang Yingxing, but spread a formation around him, chanting something in a low voice?

As Fang Yingxing gradually regained his hearing and eyesight, he finally understood the intention of the corpse spirit - to take away.