Xue Zhongjing's face, no one dares not to give it.

The aura of the second stage overwhelmed the audience, and the surging aura in Jiang Liuhai's body slowly subsided, and finally stared at Ji Ning fiercely.

Ji Ning also looked at him calmly, neither of them made another move, but they didn't say a word.

The large force made a detour back to the camp.

Night has fallen.

The watchtower of the camp is closely monitored, and no trace of wind and grass is missed.

But no one noticed that there was an inconspicuous figure that was slipping out at a very fast speed.

He was nimble and headed straight west, and walked familiarly through the paths, over the hills, and finally to a familiar deep valley.

"Lightning strikes wood."

The moonlight was cold, and under the hat, a young face was revealed.

Ji Ning looked solemn, walked into the ruins, and then went straight to the entrance of the cave where the half-broken boulder was broken.

Looking down at the bottomless steps below, the boy took a deep breath and his expression was solemn.

Although everyone thought that this was just an ordinary sect ruins, there were no treasures below, only danger.

But for some reason, he could always feel that something seemed to be drawing him in from below.

Ji Ningning stared at the black abyss below, his brows furrowed.

He didn't know what was inside, but he was sure that he wasn't the paper man's opponent.

If he accidentally touches some mechanism and releases the paper man, then he will suffer.

But the opportunity is just around the corner, how can you be willing to go back like this?

Just when Ji Ning hesitated whether to go down or not.

In the spatial ring of his right index finger, there was a sudden violent tremor.

"It's the corpse of the saint."

"Is there anything you want down there?"

Ji Ning raised his eyebrows, and in his spatial ring, the body of the mysterious saint shrouded in starlight was emitting strong desire fluctuations at this moment.

Urging him, he walked into the underground palace below.

"Although I don't know what's down there, something that can be coveted by this level is definitely not an ordinary thing!"

Ji Ning's eyes lit up, gritted his teeth, and excitedly walked into the hollow hill along the entrance of the cave.

Torches lit up the messy passageway, and the stairs were littered with rubble, and the surrounding rock walls were cracked.

Ji Ning cautiously kicked away the gravel at his feet and walked down the stairs little by little.

And the further down he went, the more the corpse of the saint in that space trembled, and he could even feel the desire of the corpse, as if it wanted to devour something, like a hungry drinker in the desert.

Suddenly, a dark wind blew.

The firelight flickered, and Ji Ning was suddenly vigilant, and even stopped and stared at the darkness ahead.

Before you know it, he's gone down to the bottom.

In the darkness ahead, there was a faint rustle of fingernails scratching wood, which was continuous, and people couldn't help but get goosebumps.

Ji Ning's expression was solemn and for the sake of safety, he did not immediately step forward to check the situation, but leaned his back against the rock wall and walked around.

This process took less than half an hour, and the terrible sound of nails lasted for half an hour.

There are not many torches left.

Returning to the original point, Ji Ning took a deep breath, and then finally walked to the middle.

After turning around this circle, nothing was found, which means that in this hollow mountain, there may only be the coffin in the middle.

And what was in the coffin is self-evident.

As early as daytime, Jiang Liuhai said that the terrifying paper figure was sealed in the coffin.

The firelight flickered, Ji Ning looked nervous, and finally saw the coffin with a sound in his sight, but the simple wood color, the red paint had already fallen off, and if he didn't look closely, he couldn't see it at all, there were no sacrifices in front of the coffin, and there was no spirit card.

And when he saw the wooden coffin, the wind blew even more violently, and the paper figure inside seemed to be extremely angry, and kept pounding the wooden coffin, making a muffled sound, and then he seemed to feel that it was useless to do so, and began to buckle the wood inside with his fingernails.

Listening to the creaking sound, Ji Ning's heart was tense, and he could even predict whether the things in the coffin would suddenly break through the blockade and slaughter him in the next moment.

But on second thought, it has not been able to break the seal for so many years, which is enough to prove the strength of this seal.

He should be safe for the time being.

Ji Ning plucked up his courage, gritted his teeth and continued to walk towards the coffin, and the more intense the reaction of the things in the coffin with each step, the frequency of his spatial ring trembling became higher and higher.

At last, he came three steps to the wooden coffin.

The paper man inside seemed to be completely crazy, and let out a terrifying roar, which shook Ji Ning's head, and the terrifying yin qi overflowed the seal to erode him, and countless paper figures were full of fantasies.

Ji Ning's face was slightly pale, and he firmly believed that everything in front of him was an illusion, and at the same time, he did not forget to release his aura to resist.

And in just a moment, his eyes were back to normal, the illusion was gone, and only the contents of the wooden coffin were still pounding and screaming.

And at this moment, the frequency of the spatial ring in his right hand has also reached its peak.

In Ji Ning's mind, an obscure sigh faintly sounded, which seemed to be the mind of the saint's physical body, wanting to be released from the space.

Ji Ning's expression was stunned, that saint body, even if he had been dead for so many years, could he still communicate with him with his mind, even if he didn't say a word, he could still sense the meaning of the other party.

The boy looked at the space ring in his right hand, and then looked up at the trembling coffin in front of him, and without too much hesitation, with a movement of his mind, he directly released the corpse of the saint inside.

So, in an instant.

The trembling of the coffin suddenly stopped.

The gloomy aura in the air also dissipated in an instant, just like a rat living in an underground ditch, suddenly illuminated by the scorching midday sun, and was dispersed in an instant, and could only flee in a hurry.

However, the coffin has no legs, how can it escape?

The corpse of the saint was shrouded in a thick layer of starlight, and the huge mind drove him to stand upright and slowly float towards the ancient coffin in the middle.

Ji Ning stared blankly at this scene.

For some reason, although he couldn't see the scene in the coffin, he seemed to be able to sense that the paper figure seemed to be very frightened, and was shrunk in a corner at the moment, trembling, not daring to make a sound.

As the body of the saint approached, the paper figure in the coffin, which had disappeared a moment ago, screamed again.

It roared, roaring and releasing yin energy, sending a storm through the air.

Ji Ning's face was pale, and he couldn't resist the erosion of this yin qi, so he had to follow behind the corpse of the saint.

The latter was surrounded by a thick starlight, and in the face of the violent yin qi, it was like a deep pool of water, and when the breeze swept up a fallen leaf with all its might, it could only leave a little ripple.

So, that's it.

The corpse of the saint is getting closer and closer to the coffin, and the speed is getting faster and faster.

He raised his big hand, and the starlight around him condensed, and an unimaginable coercion emerged.

Then.

The ancient wooden coffin shattered with a thud.