Darkness is the main tone of this world.

Cold, eerie, is the path of the trajectory of this world.

There is no warm flesh here, only endless souls.

Ghost, a suppressed, abandoned dimensional world. In ancient times, cultivators became immortals, and they didn't want other races to compete with them, and the immortals wanted to be the rulers of the high, so they tried their best to unite with the foreign witch clan to suppress the demons, and expelled all the ghosts in the world to another dead plane for sealing.

Qingling woke up, there was no pain on her body, she gritted her teeth and held back, and immediately contacted Zibao in the sea of knowledge.

"Also...... Are you there?"

"In. ”

The one-word answer moved her almost to tears, she knew that she was probably already in a ghost at this time, and the fear of being alone made her unbearable, and now knowing that Zibao was still there, she had a feeling of seeing her relatives, and she was not alone......

"Chick, we're not in a good place right now. ”

Zibao said helplessly, even he was not familiar with this ghost place, Qing Ling arrived here as a human being, he was simply an enemy everywhere, and sooner or later he would die.

It's not that it's too pessimistic, and letting a sheep come into a wolf pack will result in the same way, and Qingling is in this situation at this time.

Qing Ling didn't answer, she naturally knew this kind of thing.

After a long time, Zibao's voice sounded again, "Can you still move?"

Its purple gas spread all over Qing Ling's body, nourishing her body, and now Qing Ling's body was empty, there was no true yuan at all, and there was already an injury on her body, after the impact of the violent evil qi and the turbulent current hit when she was sucked into the passage, so that her whole body was not intact. It was as if all the bones were shattered and unable to move.

Lifting her strength, gritting her teeth, Qing Ling slowly shook her head, just the slight action of shaking her head made her affect the injuries all over her body, and tears of pain not only flowed out.

In her arms, something seemed to move, Qing Ling was stunned, endured the pain and touched it, and the round thing let her know what it was. It turned out that the white egg also came to this world with her.

When she found something that had come into this world with her, she couldn't help but be happy, and the corners of her mouth were smiling. She tightened the white egg into her arms, and felt the presence of the egg reassuringly.

"Chick, what are you going to do now?"

It's not a problem to lie down all the time, Zibao asked Qingling's thoughts.

She was stunned for a moment, thought about the question for a moment, and blurted out the answer, "Find a way to get out of here!"

Since your life is immortal, you must live well and walk out of here alive!

"Good luck then. Zibao didn't think it was a possibility, and her tone was loose and casual.

Qingling didn't refute, but lay quietly hungry, feeling the coldness and dampness under her body, she raised her hand with difficulty, took out the Cultivation Pill from the Qiankun Ring in her hand and took it one by one.

At present, she has to recover the true yuan first, only when the true yuan is running again, she can slowly recover from her injuries, as long as she has the ability to move, the large amount of immortal medicine stored in the bracelet in her left hand will always have medicinal materials that can make her fully recover.

True Yuan, a trace of it flowed and converged in her body. This world has a strong yin qi, and there is little spiritual energy, even if a physique like Qing Ling wants to absorb spiritual energy from the air when he arrives here, it is very difficult.

At this time, she was like a pot-bellied bottle with an empty inside, and she was thrown on the desert and there was no way to fill it with water.

Time passed slowly, Qing Ling didn't know how long she had been lying down, but fortunately it was relatively safe here, no ghost appeared except for her, if otherwise a little ghost appeared at random, she could be easily killed now.

The Cultivation Pill was eaten one by one, and after eating seven, Qing Ling stopped taking the pill. There are not many pills on the body, so it is better to save and eat. The aura brought by the seven Spiritual Cultivation Pills to Qing Ling was already enough to support her to run**.

Absorbing aura in this place full of yin qi is as painful as absorbing water in the desert, and for Qing Ling, this method of absorbing aura is slow, but it is a long way.

Another long period of time has passed, and the true yuan in Qingling's body has recovered to one percent, and he has at least a little self-protection ability in this strange place.

She stood up with her hands on the ground, and her palms were pressed against the gravel floor.

Now that the injury is not healed, it is not easy to make too many movements, and getting up and sitting up is already her limit.

Qing Ling looked down and saw that the white egg in his arms was still bright and bright, as if no matter where it went, it couldn't stop it from surviving.

In the 100,000 mountains that were adopted by himself as a spirit beast companion, and in the misty forest, he came to this world with himself, and the little life in the eggshell was still vibrant, and he couldn't even be as good as it, he must live well.

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