Qingle bowed deeply to this nine-tailed demon fox, and there was a trace of sadness in his small eyes.

Every creature feels for its kind...

As the most spiritual branch of the demon clan, the demon fox has cultivated to the nine-tails, which is really mana.

Heaven and earth, moving mountains and reclaiming the sea, omnipotent.

But even then, will someone kill you?

Chen Changan's own Dao heart was stable, and when he saw that Qingle was a little depressed, he quickly rubbed her head, and said in a relaxed tone: "Xiao Qingle, cultivate hard, do you see, immortality should be our goal." In the past, we were dragged down by Lu Ping's backward elements, and we always aimed at immortality, which was really unenterprising. ”

Qingle glared at him angrily and said, "It's easy to say..."

"There is nothing difficult in the world, as long as you are willing to climb. ”

The wind in the ground is very shady, Chen Changan said as he looked for the exit.

"It's ventilated here, so you can definitely get out. ”

They cautiously passed the corpses, walking in the opposite direction of the stone gate, both sides were ventilated, and if it was not bad, the exit should be on this side.

Chen Changan wrapped a circle of rags around the bone stick and held a homemade torch, and visibility was limited after all.

Although Qingle could see clearly, after seeing the corpse of the nine-tailed fox, she was sullen, absent-minded, and her mind did not belong, but she followed Chen Changan.

Contrary to his expectations, there was no big exit from this sinking and collapsing underground.

On the contrary, there are quite a few holes, and these holes are large and small, the big ones can hold a person, and the small ones are only as big as rat holes.

Suddenly, Qingle behind Chen Changan trembled.

"Be careful!"

When Chen Changan heard this, he hurriedly took a step back, only to see a head poking out of one of the hollows.

This thing looks extremely ugly, its mouth is open as if its cheeks are open, the fat on its face is hanging in the air, and its fangs are hung with carrion.

What's even more terrifying is that with a loud sound, more than a dozen holes, all poking out this ugly head.

It's a litter...

For some reason, Chen Changan was inexplicably a little angry in his heart, and he tried hard to get rid of this emotion that should not belong to him. Concentrating on dealing with the beast in front of him, it obviously regarded Chen Changan and Qingle as competitors who came to rob him of food.

There are also some big demon monks here, and there are also some who are not highly cultivated, which can be seen from their corpses.

No wonder when I came in, some of my flesh and blood were gone, and it turned out that I had been gnawed by these things.

"What is this? It's disgusting. Chen Changan cursed.

"It's a mouse. ”

Chen Changan waved the torch in his hand, trying to drive them away, but these rats were not afraid, but bared their teeth and screamed as if demonstrating.

Their cries were so terrible that they were like two rusty pieces of iron, rubbing against each other.

Chen Changan waved a torch and accidentally hit one of them on the head, which was not very powerful.

The rat squeaked, and slowly became smaller, and died straight at the mouth of the hole, and its ugly body turned into an ordinary mouse.

"It's worthy of a spirit bone!" Qingle couldn't help but praise after seeing it.

Chen Changan was overjoyed, brandished his bone stick, and smashed it down.

Every time he got rid of a mouse, there was a chill on the bone stick, and a trace of aura was transmitted into his body.

"Brother Chang'an, take a closer look at these rats. ”

"What's so nice about dead mice?" Chen Changan said as he lowered his head, and where his eyes swept over, these ferocious rats who were not afraid of death actually had small collars around their necks.

"It's raised..."

Chen Changan's back was cold, and he broke out in a cold sweat, these things are already so disgusting, and the people who raised them don't know what kind of metamorphosis they are.

Suddenly, there was a sound from the largest opening.

With a thud, a huge snake head poked out of the hole, the size of an adult.

The big snake's mouth was extremely stinky, spitting out black poisonous letters, and rushed towards the two of them.

Chen Changan shouted, jumped high with a bone stick, and knocked it down with a stick.

Just touched the head of the snake, this vicious beast, the light in his eyes gradually dissipated, his body slowly softened, and he could no longer stand the head of the snake.

Chen Changan only felt that the surging and vast death qi turned into spiritual power and passed into his body through the bone stick.

Qingle lowered his head, looked at the snake head at his feet, and muttered, "This big snake also has a collar. ”

When the last light in the big snake's eyes dissipated, since there was a little relieved joy, Chen Changan once suspected that he had seen it wrong, and that he was hallucinating.

"This monster is endless, but I'm glad I got this bone stick, otherwise it would have been broken here. ”

By now, he had also discovered his differences, not only from the demons, but even from the vast majority of monks.

The aura and true qi that you play can only heal your wounds; your own blood can make the earth rejuvenate and flowers bloom; every time you advance, you have a vision of heaven and earth, surrounded by birds and beasts...

This bone stick that Qingle can't move, he can easily hold it in his hand and wield it.

Chen Changan thought about it, but he couldn't think of why, so he simply stopped thinking about it.

Now it is clear that these snakes and rats are driven by man.

However, Chen Changan was not afraid, and even had some excitement and expectation, this big snake gave him a lot of spiritual power. If you keep doing this, you can play the game of whack-a-mole forever.

Now I'm afraid that the people who raised these snakes and rats will suddenly appear.

In this kind of ghost place, most of them are not good stubble.

"These holes can't be drilled anymore, they're too dirty. Qingle shook his head.

Chen Changan also felt the same way, he took another look at these caves, and suddenly felt a little familiar.

"These holes... Doesn't it look like those dead corpses in Zhucun?"

After Qingle listened to it, he took a closer look and found it.

"There are also ghost cultivators?"

Chen Changan suddenly realized that these nine-petal lotus, as well as these snakes and rats, would they all be altars.

This person's ambitions and means are much more clever than Xuan Mo. In the Wuyue Palace, tens of thousands of mortals are buried, all of whom have the same power as Huangquanjing.

On this ancient battlefield, all the monks and demons... The amount of energy generated must be amazing.

Chen Changan immediately thought that he could absorb dead qi.

This altar, if you are plucked by yourself...

As soon as he thought of this, his heart thumped, with such a big stroke, he didn't know how far he could advance.

"Brother Chang'an, come up with an idea, how do we get out?"

Chen Changan shook his head, and said in his heart that he was going to save Xuan Wei, this person has low ability, and he will definitely not be able to do it.

Taixu Palace broke his leg, Ziyunxuan chased and killed, the bald donkey sneak attacked, and the ghost road plotted...

One by one, the hatred and the anger that were hooked up, swirled in Chen Changan's heart, he had been aggrieved for so long, could he stay up until they died and then take revenge?

If I can't be happy with revenge, what's the use of my immortality? There is only one chance, and I have to try whatever I say.

"I'm not leaving!"