The "Book of Confucianism" in the center of the eyebrows vibrated violently, and its Chinese qi fluctuated, echoing this induction from afar.

The Confucian treasure under the Ten Thousand Grave Mountains, Yang Ji had almost given up the idea. But this time, Yang Ji actually sensed him again.

And it's a distance of several kilometers.

Yang Ji was stunned, and suddenly understood. "Do what you know you can't do, and don't do what you know", Confucianism's test has always been people's hearts, not words.

He finally gained the recognition of the Confucian monolith.

At this moment, Yang Ji's heart was full of joy.

On the other side, several elders frowned and hesitated. After a long time, Elder Zhang finally sighed:

"Yang Ji, before today, or someone else. I'm going to stop it anyway. This is no child's play. For you, though, it's different. ”

"You have convinced me with your strength, your actions, your expression. No matter what decision you make, we will choose to respect it. Be careful, though. ”

Elder Zhang said in a deep voice.

"Thank you, Elder. ”

Yang Ji was overjoyed.

"Ten Thousand Graves Ridge is in danger now, and it is completely different from what we used to be. You have to be careful, Senior Brother Crane-"

Elder Zhang said and looked at the thin Immortal Crane Elder.

"Hmm. ”

Elder Crane understood, nodded, and took out a golden whistle from his arms:

"These golden dragon cranes are the spirit birds that I have raised for many years, and they are very cherished, and I will never let them set foot in such a dangerous mission. But this time, I'm going to make an exception. You take this whistle. Just blow this whistle. You can summon my golden dragon crane at any time. ”

"The corpse qi and death qi of Wanfen Ridge are too heavy, and the Golden Dragon Crane can't go in with you. But when you come out, I can pick you up at any time. ”

Elder Immortal Crane glanced at the golden dragon crane under Yang Ji's seat with some pity, and then threw the golden whistle over.

"Thank you, Elder. ”

Yang Ji gave a grateful glance, and then took the whistle.

"Whoosh!"

Midair. The golden crane turned its head. Yang Ji patted the crane on the back, and with a whoosh, it was like a handsome horse galloping, and went straight to Wanfenling.

"Senior Brother Zhang, do you really think he can succeed?"

The sect elder with a cold expression who Yang Ji rarely came into contact with.

"I don't know. ”

Elder Zhang shook his head. There was a bit of confusion in his eyes. Although he made the decision to support Yang Ji, in fact, he didn't know if Yang Ji could succeed or not.

"Then you're—"

The elder with a cold expression couldn't help but say.

"Hundreds of years of inheritance. ”

Elder Zhang looked at the distance and sighed, "It's still possible." It's absolutely impossible without trying. I just don't want the centuries-old legacy of the sect to be ruined in our hands. ”

The elders were silent, this was not what they thought. But if there is even the slightest possibility, who is willing to give up the hard-won inheritance?

"The Skeleton Ghost King has the Heaven to Fly, let's go quickly. Whether it is success or failure, it can only depend on the will of God. ”

After Elder Zhang said this, he walked away.

A few people in the group quickly disappeared into the void like meteors.

......

"The yin qi is too heavy. It's cold. ”

The wind on both sides was loud, and Yang Ji sat on the golden dragon crane, and the closer he got to Wanfenling, the more cold he felt. A martial artist who cultivates blood qi will not feel the cold lightly, unless it is not an ordinary temperature drop at all.

"Boom!"

From a distance, the Ten Thousand Tombs Ridge Heaven and Earth were dim, lightning and thunder roared, and streams of death breath from the other world were continuously released into this heaven and earth along with huge pillars of air.

Black dots of different breath strengths were rushing out of the gray mist of Ten Thousand Tombs. Yang Ji saw it clearly. They were demons, yakshasas, rakshasas, and mutated creatures of the underworld.

All of these things are being scattered in all directions.

"Take the Confucian treasures first. Then go and destroy the altar. I just hope that the Skeleton King won't notice me. ”

Yang Ji secretly calculated in his heart, a little uneasy.

The Skeleton Ghost King under the strong control of the aura of the underworld has become incredibly powerful, and the dense demons, yakshasas, and rakshasas in the Ten Thousand Tombs Ridge have also caused a lot of trouble to Yang Ji.

Yang Ji only hoped that he would not run into the Skeleton Ghost King at this time. With his current situation, it was absolutely impossible to fight against the Skeleton Ghost King.

The gray mist rolled and shrouded all the qiē. Previous memories are no longer reliable. Yang Ji could only rely on the tone of the "Book of Great Confucianism" to determine the taste of that Confucian boulder.

"Let's go down here. ”

A few miles away from Wanfenling, Yang Jikong took the golden dragon crane and found a place that was covered and not easy to find and fell from the sky.

"Birds, birds, I can't protect you anymore. 一qiē self-seeking blessings. ”

Yang Ji patted the soft back of Jin Longhe's neck. Said softly.

Phew!

The Golden Dragon Crane chirped lightly, nodded as if humanely, and then flapped its wings and flew into the sky in an extremely graceful posture.

"Whew!"

Yang Ji stood behind several huge rocks, took out the earth boat, and then sank into the earth with a breath before the two evil spirits that smelled the smell followed him pounced.

The soil on both sides was separated like a stream of water, and Yang Ji drove the boat to the Ten Thousand Graves Ridge silently. The ground was terrifyingly quiet, except for the sound of his own heartbeat.

But the ground was bustling, with the sound of thumping footsteps, and the roars of all kinds of fierce beasts one after another.

A few yakshas, who seemed to smell Yang Ji's scent, lay on the ground, patting and listening, making Yang Ji's heart nervous.

"Don't let the Skeleton King find out. ”

In the darkness, Yang Ji stood on the earth boat, and a bright light flashed in his eyes. Stretching out his right hand behind his back, Yang Ji took a yellow dragon sword and looked around vigilantly.

It's getting colder and colder, like ice cubes. I don't know when, Yang Ji began to hear the sound of rushing water waves in his ears again.

"It's Yellow Springs. ”

Yang Ji's heart was cold. The Yellow Spring is a river of the underworld, rich in dead air and dark, decaying power. Except for the Skeleton Ghost King, this is a taboo for almost all martial artists.

Only a little bit can pollute the blood and qi of a warrior and destroy the Dao Foundation. One can't get it right. It is possible that the muscles are dissolved and the bones are melted, the blood and qi are depleted, and it is possible to be directly melted and evaporated by the Yellow Spring.

For a warrior, this is the most poisonous thing.

Yang Ji didn't dare to be careless, his blood roared, and he circulated in the blood furnace for a week. It is then transported to the ground boat at the foot of the road. The earth boat is a creation refined by yin qi, and it itself contains part of the rules of the earth.

All rivers, seas, and rivers can be crossed by boats. Among them is Yellow Springs. Moreover, the actual design of the earth boat itself takes into account the Yellow Spring.

Because most of the people in the evil path want to follow the Yellow Spring into the underworld to find those rare materials and treasures. And that layer of yellow light is used to isolate the yellow spring water and prevent the spring water from backing up into the boat body.

"Whoa!"

The roar of the spring was only for a moment. A stream of turbid yellow, turbid yellow, with a strong fishy smell and rotten smell rushed to the face.

Yang Ji's Dixing Boat quickly sank into it and was wrapped. This is the Yellow Spring of the Underworld.

Compared with the yellow spring outside the Skeleton Ghost King's underground palace, the spring in front of him looked much darker, and it was also much more corrupt.

"The yellow spring water gushes from the center of Wanfen Ridge, and there is yellow spring water here, which should have reached the edge of Wanfen Ridge. ”

Yang Ji secretly calculated in his heart, while expanding his spiritual power to the limit.

"Whoa!"

All of a sudden. The sound of churning waves came from my ears, and it seemed that something was rapidly approaching me from the yellow spring water.

"Whew!"

A roar. The water splashed. The next moment, in Yang Ji's shocked gaze, a black shadow suddenly jumped out of the yellow spring water, and the two fierce eyes were shining even in the lightless underground.

"Yaksha!"

Yang Ji was taken aback. This skeletal is so large that the black shadow that regards Yellow Spring as nothing is actually a tall yaksha. Such creatures themselves are incapable of earthly mobility. But Yang Ji found that when the Yellow Spring Water seeped into the ground, these underworld creatures mixed into the Yellow Spring Water and actually possessed some kind of earth-walking ability.

"What a strange ability! Is this how these underworld creatures broke through the space barrier and entered here?"

Yang Ji said secretly in his heart.

Think about it. Yang Ji's reaction was not slow at all. The long sword was unsheathed, and with a flash of cold light, the Yaksha jumped out of the water, and was broken in two before it could pounce on Yang Ji's boat.

Yang Ji rolled up his long sleeves and launched a strong air current, sweeping the Yaksha out before the two corpses hit the ground.

The whole action was done in one go, as if it had been rehearsed thousands of times in advance, without the slightest delay.

Bang bang!

The two Yaksha corpses flew out and fell into the water, and at the same time, a trace of awe-inspiring feeling flashed in Yang Ji's heart, and some of the blood qi in his body was also consumed, as if it had evaporated out of thin air.

"These yellow springs really can't be touched. ”

Yang Ji said secretly in his heart.

When he killed two underground palace ghost generals before, Yang Ji already had the experience of touching the yellow spring water. However, Yang Ji still felt deeply jealous of this.

"The Skeleton Ghost King is a spirit born and is a dead corpse. In these battles with it, I am afraid that it is even more not his opponent. ”

Yang Ji was fully vigilant, and his spiritual power expanded to the extreme.

This attack also reminded Yang Ji that the yellow spring water overflowing from the Ten Thousand Tombs Ridge had now spread in all directions, that is, it could attack from its own front, as well as from all directions of the Earth Boat.

"Found it. ”

When Yang Ji's consciousness spread to the extreme, he really found something abnormal. At the bottom of the boat, a black-skinned yaksha was silently touching the bottom of his boat.

Its movements are very hidden, and if you are not wary in your heart, it is really not easy to spot.

"Whew!"

Yang Ji pulled out the Yellow Dragon Sword, and the blood flashed, cutting through the space, and the sword pierced through the head of the lurking Yaksha.

The earth boat sank, Yang Ji collected the Yellow Dragon Sword underground, and then continued to move forward.

An abnormal change has turned the underground of Wanfenling into a criss-crossing Yellow Spring Waterway, like a labyrinth. Yang Ji, who had visited Wanfenling before and was extremely familiar with the underground, now also had a feeling of being lost.

Fortunately, with the guidance of the "Book of Confucianism", it will not lose its direction.

"Bang!"

Head after end, the deeper you go into the Ten Thousand Graves, the more underworld creatures there are. These otherworldly creatures who originally did not have the energy of retreat possessed this ability after fusing the Yellow Spring Water.

However, Yang Ji also found that these underground criss-crossing Yellow Spring Water Channels were not pure, and there was a large amount of water mixed in them, which made the impact of Yellow Spring Water on Yang Ji not too strict.

But even so, it is difficult to use a sword weapon that has been contaminated with yellow spring water. As a last resort, after contaminating a few flying swords, Yang Ji took out the Thunder God Halberd behind him, and relied on the length of the Thunder God Halberd to constantly knock over these underworld creatures that kept pounced.

In the depths of the Ten Thousand Graves Ridge, Yang Ji's heart collapsed to the extreme. But fortunately, when Yang Ji returned, there was no evil prince in the Ten Thousand Tombs, nor could he see those ghost mansion warriors and evil path warriors.

"The Yellow Spring Water is too poisonous and has a huge corrosive effect, and Wanfenling is also dangerous to them. From this point of view, they should be unbearable and took the initiative to leave. ”

Yang Ji's mind turned around, and he quickly understood. (To be continued......)