Compared with the crisis in the outside world, the situation in front of you is the most dangerous.

"There's not much air, and I can probably last more than a cup of tea. Air consumption must be minimized. ”

Yang Ji quickly calculated the air in the blood qi shield in his mind, and quickly came to a conclusion.

Yang Ji originally planned that after the budget reached the time of one tea, whether it was successful or not, he would give up chasing and killing the Skeleton Ghost King and return to the surface immediately.

But before it was time for a cup of tea, Yang Ji fell into the underworld with the Skeleton Ghost King, but inadvertently saved some air.

In the underworld, everything is unknown.

Yang Ji didn't know if there was air suitable for martial artists to breathe in this alien dimension, but Yang Ji's instinctive feeling might not be promising.

Compared to how to leave the underworld, the breathing problem is the biggest problem I am currently facing.

"Whew!"

Suddenly, a whistling wind came into his ears, and these winds were not loud at first, Yang Ji lowered his head and thought about it, but he didn't pay attention. But in the blink of an eye, the sound of the wind became louder and louder, from a shallow chant to a loud roar, and the volume continued to increase and became deafening, and finally it was like a thousand beasts galloping, and the tide was raging, resounding through the heavens and the earth, and even the earth under his feet was buzzing and trembling.

Moreover, it is still rushing in its own direction.

"What's going on?"

Yang Ji was taken aback, turned his head to look, and saw that the direction on the right side was dark, the clouds in the sky were rolling, and a black mist was fluttering, like a sharp giant blade with a handle connecting the heavens and the earth, and it was sweeping in his direction.

The speed of this howling wind was very fast, and it was still hundreds of miles away at first, but the next moment, it was already less than a thousand zhang away from Yang Ji, where it had passed. The hard ground crackled.

"Not good!"

Yang Ji was so shocked that he didn't even have time to escape, and the next moment, his eyes were dark, and with a bang, the black wind galloped like ten thousand horses. The violent impact was in Yang Ji's blood qi impact.

"Boom!"

Yang Ji's body was violent, and at this moment, it felt like a mountain peak had been hit, and it was a continuous stream of raindrops, one after another.

Boom! Boom!

The blood qi shield outside Yang Ji's body vibrated violently, making a crackling sound. The chaotic wind whipped like raindrops, and the color of Yang Ji's blood qi shield quickly dimmed, as if it would burst at any moment like a candle in the wind.

Yang Ji's face changed slightly, and all the air he absorbed from the earth was stored in the blood qi shield outside his body. It is only on the little air that is left to survive, and it cannot be shattered by these underworld winds no matter what.

"Little Sacred Words!"

A pillar of white light fell from the sky and quickly sank into Yang Ji's body. Yang Ji's depleted blood qi was quickly replenished, and the originally dim blood qi shield became white and transparent again, and burst out with a strong light.

"Whew!"

The wind roared, and Yang Ji's eyes were pitch black, and every moment seemed to be attacked by thousands of flying swords. In the face of this terrifying wind, even with Yang Ji's energy, it seemed small.

It seems like a moment has passed. It seems that countless centuries have passed, and the eyes are bright. The light was restored again. Yang Ji wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and opened his eyes.

The terrifying wind, which was as sharp as a sword, was gone.

"There are many dangers in the underworld, even ordinary winds are so dangerous. If it weren't for the pen of benevolence and righteousness on my body, I am afraid that I would have been crushed in such a violent wind. ”

Yang Ji's heart palpitated. He finally understood what he had just seen in the sky. What is the shadow that looks like fog and not fog, and what is the shadow that looks like smoke and not smoke.

In this world, it seems to be peaceful, but in fact, there are dangers everywhere.

Outside the boat, there was a mess, and the surface was crumbling. It was very sharp, and it was very different from what Yang Ji saw just now.

Not far from the earth, Yang Ji saw the corpse of the Skeleton Ghost King. It was blocked by a protruding black stone, and the flesh on its body was long gone, leaving only mottled bones, littered with messy, sword-like marks.

"Huh, what's that?"

Yang Ji's eyelids moved, and he suddenly noticed a small black iron box under the remains of the Skeleton Ghost King. The small iron box was not large, only slightly larger than a pebble.

It seemed to have been swallowed in the mouth by the Skeleton Ghost King before, and it was blown by the wind of the underworld, and the ground was bumped and thrown out.

"Whoosh!"

Yang Ji's left hand stretched out from his sleeve like a spiritual snake, emitting a powerful suction, and he took a shot from afar, and unexpectedly, the small iron box did not move.

"It seems to be still heavy. ”

Yang Ji was a little surprised. The small iron box was small, but it looked like it was still very heavy.

Sou!

Yang Ji increased his strength, and the next moment, with a whoosh, the small iron box rose from the ground and fell into Yang Ji's palm. The moment he entered the palm, Yang Ji's wrist sank, and he felt very weighty.

"I don't know what kind of metal it is, but it looks very dense. ”

Yang Ji looked at it carefully for a while, secretly surprised in his heart. The small iron box seemed to be very tightly sealed, but Yang Ji still carefully punched a dark crack on it.

opened it with a snap, and the things in the small iron box immediately appeared in front of Yang Ji.

"It's ?!!"

Seeing the contents of the iron box, Yang Ji's pupils widened suddenly. At this time, even if an ancient fierce beast appeared in front of him, Yang Ji would not feel so shocked.

Inside the iron box was a small lead-gray bottle, but the point was that the small bottle was only the size of a fingernail.

"What is this?"

Yang Ji lost his voice and whispered.

I've seen a lot of treasures, but I've never seen anything so strange. Yang Ji originally thought that what was hidden in the small box was not some martial arts mastery, but some kind of ring-like magic weapon, but he never expected that it was such a strange lead-gray pocket bottle.

Yang Ji stretched out two fingers and took out the simple lead-gray bottle in the small iron box. Unexpectedly, an unusually heavy sensation came from the fingers.

Only then did Yang Ji realize that the heaviness he felt before did not come from the iron box at all, but the strange lead-gray vial in his hand.

There was no underworld wind around for the time being, and Yang Ji focused his attention on the small bottle, becoming more and more curious. A bottle so small is the size of a fingernail. If you accidentally fall through your fingers, you may not notice.

It is absolutely impossible to say that such a bottle is so heavy, and it is absolutely impossible to say that there is no eccentricity. Even the same volume of metal would not be so heavy.

"What the hell is this bottle for? The Skeleton Ghost King must be very important to hold it in a box and hold it in his mouth. It's just that. Fighting it for so long, how come you've never seen it used?"

Yang Ji held the small bottle in his palm, and he was puzzled in his heart.

This small vial the size of a fingernail weighs almost as much as a dozen large pieces of metal, which is rare. However, the strange thing is that such an important thing Skeleton Ghost King is useless until death.

If it weren't for that underworld wind, Yang Ji probably wouldn't have known about this thing.

"Looks like there's something on the bottle?"

Yang Ji's eyelids suddenly jumped, and in the middle and lower part of the lead-gray vial, Yang Ji observed some scratches:

"It's ...... It seems to be a letter...... Mustard bottles?"

Yang Ji was taken aback, the words on the vial were very small. If it weren't for his painstaking observation, he wouldn't have been able to observe it at all.

"Na mustard bottle, what is this? Na, is it storage?"

Yang Ji was surprised in his heart. His first reaction was that this was a magic weapon, but such a strange magic weapon, Yang Ji had really never heard of it before, and he had never seen it before.

"Buzz!"

Almost subconsciously, a stream of blood gas popped out from Yang Ji's fingertips. Pour into this peculiar mustard bottle. But it didn't work, the mustard bottle didn't move. There was not the slightest reaction.

Yang Ji changed his aura again, and the mustard bottle was still unmoved. It seems that this is no different from a useless stone.

Such a heavy, scary, intriguing thing with words engraved on its surface could not be useless. Yang Ji's first reaction was whether he had the wrong method.

"Or maybe the Skeleton Ghost King hasn't been used. It's even in a small box, because it can't do anything about it?"

Yang Ji lowered his head and secretly wondered. The more he thought about it, the more Yang Ji felt that it was like this. Otherwise, it would be impossible for the Skeleton Ghost King to attach importance to it.

Look closely at the handwriting on the vial. Yang Ji found something again. The three words "mustard bottle" are very ancient, and they look very similar to the style of the things I saw in the dungeon of the skeleton ghost king.

"Could it be that this mustard bottle, like the Yellow Dragon Sword I got, was obtained by the Skeleton Ghost King from a large area under the Ten Thousand Grave Mountains?"

Yang Ji swooped out a yellow dragon sword, a sword and a bottle were put together to compare with each other, although the style is different, the content is different, but these two things give Yang Ji a very similar feeling and taste, very much like the product of the same place.

In an instant, Yang Ji was stunned.

Could it be that the most valuable and heaviest thing in the dungeon has been kept on the skeleton ghost king, and it is the mustard bottle in his hand?

This thought made Yang Ji feel incredible. It's just that the only question is, Yang Ji still doesn't know what this mustard bottle is for, what it does?

"Forget it, let's wait until we get out of here later, and then explore the secrets of this mustard bottle. ”

Yang Ji thought about it, and finally dispelled the idea of delving. What the Skeleton Ghost King hadn't been able to refine for so long, Yang Ji didn't think he could solve it in a short time.

Moreover, it is indeed exciting to get a treasure, but it also has to be used for life. Compared to this, it is important to find a way to get out of here as soon as possible.

Otherwise, the Skeleton Ghost King may be his own fate.

"Smack!"

Yang Ji put the mustard bottle back into the iron box, and then put it in his arms.

In the underworld, everything is strange.

Yang Ji tried it, wanting to destroy the earthly boat, but found that the earthly boat did not move at all, and the earthly boat that could escape in the human world was like a complete failure here.

"It seems that the power of the earth here is completely different from the human world. ”

Yang Ji said secretly in his heart.

When he was in the Iron Crown Faction, Yang Ji had heard Lin Qingyan and Zhao Hua mention some of them. Outside of the Han Dynasty, there were many different dimensions.

In these different dimensions, there are many rules of heaven and earth that are completely different from those of the Han Dynasty. Because the rules are different, a large number of creatures in the alien space that are different from the Han Dynasty have been destroyed.

For example, a tree that can walk, a monster with many arms, and a huge flying fish...... , including those abyssal monsters that he encountered in the Tianyin Sect, as well as the evil ghosts, yakshasas, and rakshasas that appeared this time...... , are all such products.

"Buzz!"

A ball of blood light enveloped the Dixingzhou that was more than two feet on the ground, and soon the Dixingzhou quickly shrank, and finally turned into a foot or so and fell into Yang Ji's palm.

"It's impossible to walk on the ground, you can only walk on foot. ”

Yang Ji put away the boat and looked at the vast underworld land, a blank look flashed in his eyes, but soon his gaze became firm.

The air in the blood qi shield couldn't last long, and in this strange world, Yang Ji could fall at any time.

Yang Ji didn't know if he would be able to return to the Han Dynasty alive. But at least until he really despairs, he won't give up. This is the case when you meet Zhou Da's housekeeper, this is true when you meet Yang Xuanlan, this is true when you meet the evil prince, and it is the same when you meet the skeleton ghost king......

"God help those who help themselves. I won't give up anyway. ”

Yang Ji's eyes burst out with a bright light, and then he chose a direction and stepped into this strange world. (To be continued......)