Between the empty heaven and the earth, there seems to be a division between light and darkness.

Jiang Feng's spirit was in a trance, and when he looked around, he already had black and red colors. Black is the unnamed stone, red is the rust markings, in this room that looks like a treasure pavilion, there are only these two things, and in addition, it is a magic weapon.

Sixteen secret boxes made of nameless black stone floated in this mysterious space, some of them were already empty, and there were six of them, each with an unnamed treasure hidden in it, Jiang Feng didn't recognize these things, only a rich orange light, through the inspection of the exquisite treasure light, it was real and tempting.

Jiang Feng knew that he couldn't take these things.

The reason why he found a way to escape here through Mo Di's [self-hiding] was to avoid losing his longevity by Chu Anlan's divination and exploitation in the follow-up link, or being blackmailed to test the possible fatal danger;

The smooth operation of the fair exchange rule itself shows a fact that cannot be ignored: the pseudo-heaven-level Yuan Chu Venerable is still alive in some form, although it is very likely that he does not exist in the ordinary sense of life form, or is subject to some kind of restriction, or has not yet left this relic for some special purpose, but he still has the ability to dust the hearts of ordinary monks.

Jiang Feng's cultivation was low, and he couldn't assess the impact of this risk on his future yet, but with the cautious attitude of Chu Anlan, a Guandi-level cultivator, he believed that at least some of the monks had to care about this risk.

It is necessary to wait until Venerable Yuan Chu completely dies out, and it is safe to take these magic weapons.

Jiang Feng faintly felt that the scattered gray mist suspended above the many secret boxes that could not be merged into a cloud had an inexplicable connection with Venerable Yuan Chu, whenever he stared at it, he always felt that there was inexplicable disturbance in his body, this may be an illusion, but Jiang Feng preferred to believe that this was true at this time.

Looking around, Jiang Feng was more concerned about how to get out of trouble at this time than obtaining these magic weapons, this was just a room in this treasure room, he pushed open the rusty iron door, and found that there were many empty rooms here, and the complicated magic circles engraved on the walls were still struggling to operate, so that there was no lack of light here.

After circling the whole room three times, Jiang Feng did not find the stairs up or down, only on the wall of a room, he found a ventilation hole that could only allow one person to enter and exit, covering a magic weapon on it, which seemed to be running out of spiritual energy because of the low grade, and gently prying, the magic weapon shattered in response, revealing a few shriveled vines.

How can there be vines?

Jiang Feng climbed to the ventilation hole and found that this treasure room seemed to be built on the top of a hill, looking down from here, the white mist covered everything below, these few year-old vines, I don't know when they had climbed along the mountain to the side wall of the treasure room.

Although shriveled, the vine was alive.

You may be able to escape here, but find a way to avoid this strange vine.

This was Jiang Feng's temporary conclusion, Jiang Feng searched for a few more laps, and found that this ventilation hole might be the only way out here, the black stone that built the wall, and the talisman could not cause great damage to it at all. He then decisively used Modi's long sword to remove the vines in the ventilation hole, drilled out of it, and released Jiang Chengzi.

"Master, why do you think of me, you just have to work as a coolie!"

Jiang Chengzi pursed his lips and looked at the vines immersed in the white mist under his feet, like boundless vines, turning into the appearance of the original Xuanhuo Crow, carrying Jiang Feng into the distance.

The white fog is confused, and there is no end at all.

The two of them traveled all the way, until they flew for half an hour, only to find a towering black shadow in the distance, Jiang Chengzi happily flapped his wings quickly, ready to land on it to rest for a while, but he found that this black shadow was actually the treasure pavilion when he set off.

Is this lost?

The two of them rested for a while and traveled in another direction, but this time it was not even half an hour, and they actually returned to the original point, in this white fog, they couldn't distinguish the direction at all, Jiang Feng even suspected that there was some kind of phantom array in it.

"Don't worry, take a break!"

Jiang Chengzi was a little impatient, Jiang Feng had to comfort him warmly, in fact, he was also quite restless in his heart, this white and vast fog had no signs of fading and fading at all, flying in the fog, there was also a lack of necessary references, even if he tried many times, it would probably be the same result, unless......

He looked at the severed vine beneath his feet, which by this time had spread up the wall again, and if he followed it downward, he might find a way out.

It's just that he doesn't know how dangerous this living vine is.

"Fly down!"

The two tried again, and Jiang Feng changed his mind and went straight to the bottom, wanting to find the exit below in the direction of the vine's growth. Jiang Chengzi's figure fell sharply, and he soon approached the strange vine.

On the branches of the vines, there are palm-sized blue-black leaves, and on each leaf, there is a crying or smiling face, with the leap of Jiang Chengzi, those leaves are erected as if to welcome guests, and at the same time, the sound of "rustling" is endless, which makes people feel very flustered when they hear it.

"It's a little farther away. ”

Jiang Feng caught a glimpse of the vines under the blue and black leaves, which already had a tendency to thicken slightly, and from the analysis of common sense, the two of them were getting closer and closer to the center of this vine, at this time, he caught a glimpse of an obvious gap in the branches of the vines that should be dense in the distance. And Jiang Chengzi also discovered this place that may be an escape exit.

Jiang Chengzi's body was pressed down rapidly, and the thick vines on both sides were nearly a foot high, standing there like a wall made of bricks and stones, this strange grimace vine, I don't know how many years it has lived, it has this appearance.

The empty flat open space is getting closer and closer.

Suddenly, from the vine walls on both sides, dozens of fist-sized green fruits flew out, the fruits the size of a human head, each with a twisted face on it, and they let out a "squeeze" laugh in the air, and before the two of them could dodge, those fruits burst open one by one, throwing out a thick white and viscous pulp.

The thick slurry sputtered a wide range, quickly condensed into wisps of white thread in the air, and when combined, it was woven into a viscous net, covering Jiang Feng and the others.

Not good, it's a trap!

The open space is the escape path deliberately exposed by this "grimace vine"!

Before Jiang Feng could give the order, Jiang Chengzi's wings flapped rapidly, quickly pulling up, trying to avoid the strange silk threads that flew densely, but more green fruits ejected out, completely sealing the space vacated by the two, and a few sticky silk threads fell on Jiang Feng's body, this vibration quickly affected all the silk threads, and the big net was immediately tightened, and then looking below, the flat open space had long since disappeared, and countless vines that swam like worms had once again covered the place perfectly.

The two were trapped in the big net, Jiang Feng was in a hurry, he could only sacrifice the spiritual power shield and exclude the white silk thread, but this silk thread seemed to have the effect of corroding spiritual power, and when Jiang Feng was forced to fall on the vine and cast the "Flame Armor Talisman" on himself, among the fluffy branches below, he had already taken this opportunity to stretch out dozens of new tender branches, winding the two of them as a whole, and at the same time, dense spikes grew on it and began to extend inward.

This is what it looks like to pierce and absorb yourself and Jiang Chengzi.

Jiang Feng remembered some rumors he had heard before, some species of poisonous spiders would inject venom into their prey, melting their flesh and blood into juice that could be absorbed.

While the second-order flame armor talisman protects the body, it can release a small amount of fire damage, and those spikes encountered some obstacles when they went deeper, and their tips became wilted and weak, but more spikes continued to sprout from all over the vines, taking turns to probe, and in a moment, the light of the flame armor talisman had dimmed a lot.

The Water Shield Talisman is the largest number of talismans prepared by Jiang Fengping, but there are not many flame armor talismans, although the "Water Yuan Dragon Scale Talisman" belongs to the third order, but it belongs to the water system talisman, which obviously belongs to the wood system of the vine, the "Angry Sea Prisoner Spirit Talisman" may be effective, but under the view, the fine vines are completely invisible to the roots, even if it is cast, it may be with this scattered branch, and it will fall into the sea of sand together, and the consequences are mostly still a dead end, of course, the most critical restriction is that the "Angry Sea Prisoner Spirit Talisman" needs to be cultivated at the ground level before it can be cast.

You have to find a way out of this trap as soon as possible!

............

Among the grass above the wasteland, a huge white lotus flower is blooming in the breeze.

This flower does not have any fragrance, only the lotus petals occasionally rise and fall, but the constant surging aura fluctuations on it are a strange treasure at first glance.

Li Zongxuan-level monk Bai Lingsong dragged his extremely tired figure to this side, he had just crossed the snowfield area, and he caught a glimpse of this strange treasure from a distance.

Got something good?

It's been a long time since he entered here, and he hasn't gained anything, this thing makes him very frustrated, and the quota in the valley has cost a lot of family resources, and now he is empty-handed, although no one will blame him when he goes back, but he will not be less cold eyes and secretly laughing.

He picked up a short dagger in each hand, and gradually approached the lotus, the treasure appeared in the world, and he had heard a lot about the dangerous things, so it was best to be careful.

The lotus flower was closer, but he immediately felt a surging breath of spiritual power in the distance, and when he looked back, a starry black shadow was flying rapidly towards this side.

Someone robbed?

He hurriedly bowed down and waved the dagger quickly, wanting to cut off the lotus flower from the roots, as long as it was put into the storage bag, a Xuan-level monk, he didn't care about it.

The root of the lotus flower broke in response and fell on the grass, he hurriedly threw out a few jade slips, trying to arrange a simple "jade box" and put the huge lotus flower into it, but he suddenly felt as if he had stepped on something slimy under his feet.

Well?

Black slime, already along his ankles, was surging up rapidly, what the hell was this?

He quickly sacrificed his spiritual power to protect his body, and sprinkled a handful of first-order golden light talismans, in the face of evil beings, golden talismans can often have miraculous effects, although this will also hurt him.

Boom! Boom!

Countless electric lights surged like a swimming snake, dispelling the black sticky thing a lot, and he was able to free his feet, jumped a few steps back, and wanted to continue to arrange the "Jade Chest", but the lotus flower suddenly shattered, turned into countless ice cubes, and flew towards him.

It's a trap!

He pulled back sharply, but the black slime rushed in again, and before he could throw out the golden light talisman, a pale bone spur instantly pierced his chest.

Yes!

The bone spur was almost fatal, but Bai Lingsong grabbed it with his right hand, and pulled it out regardless of the pain.

"You set the trap?" Bai Lingsong looked at the young monk with blond hair, as if he had never met him when he entered the valley.

"The vitality is tenacious!"

Feng Jiming didn't answer his words, and five bone spurs condensed from his right hand again, projecting straight towards the other party, and at the same time, the strange slime that had been wrapped around Bai Lingsong's leg climbed up again, enveloping his lower body.

"Humph!"

Bai Lingsong didn't care, three purple flames instantly appeared on his chest, and the scorching flames beat and turned into three small and long fire dragons, tightly wrapped around his waist, constantly extending downward, the purple fire dragon, touching the black slime, constantly steaming, turning into black powder and sprinkling it continuously, easily resolving the decline.

At the same time, the two daggers in his hands were also buckled together, and the glow was agitated, turning into a soft whip with golden light, this magic weapon was very strange, and when he shook it in his hand, it would automatically extend at least twice the distance, knocking the bone spear released by Feng Jiming to the ground.

It's a bit tricky!

A hint of coldness flashed in Feng Jiming's eyes, and countless ice cubes suddenly appeared around him, and shot towards Bai Lingsong like ice rain, Bai Lingsong didn't dare to slack off, the soft whip in his hand danced rapidly, turning into a shining shield, knocking the ice Ling to the ground, and defusing the opponent's attack again.

The purple fire dragon swimming on his body had already dispersed all the black slime, and Bai Lingsong's body twisted, turning passive into active, twitching the soft whip, and attacking Feng Jiming.

Syllable!

The soft whip slammed on the bone shield that suddenly appeared on Feng Jiming's arm, making a muffled sound, and the bone shield cracked a crack in response, and at the same time, countless bone spurs shot out, half of which fused with the bone shield, sewing the soft whip into it, and the other half, like a rampaging flying needle, shot towards Bai Lingsong's face.

Damn it!

Bai Lingsong didn't expect that the opponent was actually seeking his magic weapon, but the flying needle attacked, he had to dodge, decisively gave up the soft whip, and retreated sharply, at the same time, a purple fire dragon on his body flew out, like a reptile attached to the pale bone shield, suddenly, the bone shield that had been fused with the flying needle and was ready to close, was burned out of a small hole, and the soft whip that seemed to have wisdom took this opportunity to escape and return to his hands again.

The bone shield melted like wax again, but more bone spurs condensed out, and the attack and defense were still half, the corners of Feng Jiming's mouth moved slightly, and there was a crystal clear ice ridge in his hand, and the ice cube was decisively pierced on the bone shield, and the purple fire dragon that was still eating away at the bone shield was in the middle.

Hiss –

The Purple Fire Dragon and Bering Song let out a painful scream at the same time, and taking advantage of this opportunity, a cloud of black slime quickly rose around Beringsong's body, enveloping it as a whole despite the dissolution of the Purple Fire Dragon.

Feng Jiming had a six-foot-long pale bone spur in his hand, and he sprinted with an arrow step, taking advantage of the opponent's temporary restriction and soul injury, and suddenly inserted the bone spur into the opponent's heart.

Stir!

Before he could pull it out, he already had a pitch-black axe in his hand, and took advantage of the brief opportunity when the opponent's body was injured and sluggish, and slashed down violently at Bai Lingsong's neck!

The pitch-black light seemed to tear the space here, drawing a small crack with terrifying power, until it absorbed almost half of the opponent's body, and then it suddenly dissipated, and Bai Lingsong's head rolled down in response, and there was no longer any life.

The black mucus wrapped Bai Lingsong's remnants, and quickly retreated, Feng Jiming stepped forward quickly, holding the still warm head with his right hand, and countless tiny bone spurs sprouted from his wrist and pierced into it.

"Good!

He threw away his honeycomb-like head, and the bones of his body and face changed rapidly, turning into Beringsong's appearance, enjoying the feeling of a new identity for a moment, and then regaining his original appearance.

"It's a pity that the identity of the monk of the Li Sect is not very useful, not as good as this city lord!" His face changed again, turning into the appearance of a rough man, it was Zang Tianhai, the city lord of the Imperial Wind Sect.

"The hunt is over, let's go, how about it, isn't it luck?"

"One more is worthless, Vertical Arch City is a good place to start, think about how to change the color of your hair and eyes!"

"The person who sets the trap will fall into the trap of others sooner or later, and I'm ready to stop!"

"Don't worry, the Li stick who ran away has no friends at first glance, and he won't talk nonsense, hey, don't think I'm verbose, not everyone will fall for it!"

Feng Jiming's figure quickly faded, and an even more bloated black liquid rolled rapidly on the wilderness, tracking his whereabouts and running into the distance, where there was a faint reddish smear in the gray sky.

............

"Shiyin, come on!"

The Caxia Gate entered the rift valley through the withered vines that fell on the cliff, and encountered no danger along the way, until they saw an altar that was so tightly wrapped in vines that it was almost impossible to see the shape.

On this altar, which was only half a person high, there was a gray and yellow scroll, on which there were four pages that could be opened, and the four earth-level skills were clearly recorded.

The reason why the four of them recommended Zeng Shiyin was because he was a wood-based law-type and was obviously suitable for learning the same wood-based skills, although Long Zaixing was also suitable, but he was already on the verge of death;

"Good!"

Zeng Shiyin no longer hesitated, he had always lacked the skills of the Xuan-level stage, so he would first complete the real number of the righteous path, and as for the other skills, he could find a way to take this skill book away.

He pondered for a moment, chose one of the group attack skills, and according to his previous experience of using skill books to learn skills, he injected all his spiritual power into his hand, and held down the gray and yellow scroll.

In the midst of the drumming of spiritual power, the withered yellow vines that wrapped around the altar broke at root, and even the altar that supported the scroll revealed a finger-wide crack.

Wrong!

It's a trap!

Liu Zhengchun had a bad premonition, this altar carrying the inheritance of the ancient demon Heavenly Thunder Thief could not be so fragile that it could not withstand the spiritual power of the Xuan-level monk, and before he could scream, the harmless vines that were originally crawling nearby surrounded him like countless arms, entangled Zeng Shiyin, and quickly dragged him away into the distance.