With his right hand, he stroked the ring, his divine sense penetrated, and he turned his hand and held a second-order knife-type weapon, slashing continuously, and taking off the blood cloud stones one after another.

Then the rock was peeled off layer by layer, and the blood marble and a few of the finest moonstones were put away.

Half an hour later, the space of the cave had been doubled, and only one direction of the rock wall still had blood marble, and it was getting denser and denser.

I thought that the blood cloud spirit was taken away, but judging from the current distribution of blood cloud stones, it should still be there.

"Haha...... It's really possible to dig up the blood clouds!"

The gray-faced Duanmu Haoyang laughed, and the movements in his hands accelerated again.

The deeper you go, the more dazzling the color and brightness of the blood marble become, and the better its quality.

Finally, a cloud of blood marble about twenty centimeters in diameter was taken out, with sharp edges and glittering.

It wasn't a single Blood Marble, but multiple Blood Marble stones wrapped together.

Duanmu Haoyang determined that the center of the blood cloud stone group was the blood cloud spirit.

Just as he was about to put the space ring in, Xuanwu's voice sounded, "Such a good thing, give it to me!"

"Haha...... I'll give it to you!"

Place it on your chest, close to the tortoiseshell, and disappear.

He knew that this kind of treasure was absolutely rare, and Xuanwu must be of great use, just like Vermilion Bloodstone, otherwise he would never export it.

Continuing to collect the blood cloud stones around the blood cloud spirit, Duanmu Haoyang supported his tired body and sat in the center of the space that had increased by three or four times, exercising his strength and pranayama.

After more than an hour, he recovered to his best condition and appeared in the center of the vast cavernous space.

Looking around, finding nothing else, he turned around and walked towards the underground river cave.

Turning his head to look at the deep pool, his brow furrowed.

How could the treasure be so easy to discover? It didn't make sense to enter the Blood Marble Mine without any effort.

Moving my feet, standing on the edge of the deep pool, my consciousness dispersed to the bottom of the pool, and a fish-shaped skeleton more than seven meters long and two meters wide lay in the depths of the bottom of the pool.

The surface of the spirit beast's bones is smooth and crystal clear, like jade.

A sixth-order spirit beast actually died in the deep pool, and Duanmu Haoyang didn't know why.

At the bottom of the pool, there was nothing but bones, just a skeleton, he didn't care, his steps were staggered, he used his body method, and his body disappeared into the dark underground river cave.

I don't know who dug the mine, and the reason why all the blood marble stones were not taken at one time is unknown to Duanmu Haoyang.

I don't know why the sixth-order spirit beast died, but all this has nothing to do with him.

Now that he has taken advantage, he has obtained four thousand seven hundred and fifty-nine blood cloud stones and one blood cloud spirit at one time, and he is in a good mood.

The darkness around him was no longer as annoying as before, and he kept his divine sense a hundred meters away from him, and Duanmu Haoyang's figure rushed out of the underground river cave.

The scenery in front of you is lush and green, with mountains and mountains, and a meandering river flowing into the distance.

Duanmu raised his head and roared, put two pills in his mouth, and quickly swept away.

Within the Abyss of Sumeru, he has ignored the concept of time, and the preliminary estimate is that from entering the crack to coming out of the underground river cave, there is no less than seven.

Of course, it is not always grabbing the ground, but running at a brisk pace.

The Sumeru Abyss is simply a hall of spirit beasts, Duanmu Haoyang walks between the mountains and forests, but a few kilometers away, as long as he is willing, he will encounter a spirit beast attack.

After slaying too many spirit beasts, he grew tired.

It's not that I'm tired, but I'm tired of killing spirit animals.

Later, if it weren't for the collection of herbs and the sight of a spirit animal, try to avoid it, or if it was injured, it would be afraid to stay away.

The blood cloud spirit that he got didn't see anything by himself, so he was included in the tortoiseshell space, and it was boring to walk in the mountains and forests, so he took the opportunity to rest, and his divine sense entered the tortoiseshell space and took a closer look.

And learned from Xuanwu that the value of the blood cloud is much higher than that of the Vermilion Bird Bloodstone, which will be of great help to Xuanwu to reshape the body in the future.

Xuanwu and he were in a good mood, and after Xuanwu told him to collect the Lingquan and the Thousand Mountains Phantom Sea Orchid as soon as possible, he expelled him from the tortoiseshell space.

Thinking of the items that were missing from refining the Inorganic Pill, Duanmu Haoyang couldn't help but feel depressed in his heart.

The entire immortal realm didn't know what the treasure was, and how he could get it.

While thinking about it, he unfolded the map drawn by Xuanlou again.

Looking at the places above, they have nothing to do with the place where he is.

But judging from the map, it should be not far from a place called Stonehenge Cave, and it is still possible to reach it in a dozen hours.

With a decision, Duanmu Haoyang continued to set off.

After all, the time for each cultivator to enter is limited, and the Sumeru Abyss has never been explored clearly, and now there is no clear goal, and there is a general direction, which is very good.

No matter how many cultivators there are, they are killed by a group of spirit beasts, and there is competition between them, and there are very few cultivators who can successfully leave the abyss.

100,000 entered, and 10,000 people were able to leave, which is already good.

After a while, Duanmu Haoyang, who was running rapidly, found traces of the cultivator passing through the mountains and forests.

As he went, he became cautious.

Where Xuanlou was able to discover, other sectarian forces might also know that it was not surprising that there were cultivators gathering in the Stonehenge Cave.

Two hundred miles away from him, a figure with a hidden aura followed behind a dozen disciples of a sect, quietly approaching.

Whenever there were cultivators who had fallen behind, they tried to come forward and kill, and when they succeeded, they immediately fled away and distanced themselves.

An hour ago, this cultivator had killed a sect disciple, and after fleeing away, he returned again, once again approaching the sect's disciples' ranks.

If Duanmu Haoyang was here, he would definitely recognize this person and a disciple of the sect.

It was Han Dongli, who was cultivated in the middle of the mixed pill, who followed behind the disciples of Baqi Mountain and carried out sneak attacks and assassinations.

Han Dongli didn't know what kind of exercises he was practicing, he had a hidden aura, and he was already less than three hundred meters away from the last mid-stage disciple of Baqi Mountain.

And he didn't stop approaching, his body flickered and moved, using rocks and trees, and continued to shorten the distance between them.

The eighteen disciples of Baqi Mountain, the old man surnamed Zhou, who was walking in the front, suddenly stopped, turned around, and rushed towards Handong's hiding place.

"I want to see who dares to be unfavorable to Yaqi Mountain!"

Han Dong was too late to run at this time, the distance was shortened by about 100 meters, and he was about to get a little closer, and when he used his means to kill, he was surrounded by the other party in reverse.

No longer dodging, showing his figure, "A bunch of miscellaneous people, the reaction is very fast!"

In fact, the old man surnamed Zhou in Baqi Mountain did not find the breath of Han Dongli, but he was killed one after another in the same door, and he was vigilant and rashly tempted.

"Who are you? A loose cultivator dares to target Baqi Mountain, I really don't want to live!"

The old man surnamed Zhou immediately made a move, others followed, and some people surrounded the outer circle, completely trapping Han Dongli in the middle.

Duanmu Haoyang remained on guard and hurried along the trails left by the cultivators.

The sound of a battle in front of him caught his attention.

Suddenly he hid his breath and approached the place of battle.

At a distance of about two hundred meters, he looked at the battle circle.

"Yagi Mountain...... A casual ...... Han Dong leaves!"

He didn't expect to happen to meet the disciples of Baqi Mountain and Han Dongli.

But why was Han Dongli alone and attacked by the disciples of Baqi Mountain, could it be that the disciples of Baqi Mountain were bullying the weak?

It is purely normal for cultivators to fight, even outside the Abyss of Sumeru, it is normal to grab treasures and kill people.

While the two sides were fighting, they cursed and quarreled, and some of them were inaudible.

Judging the cultivation of the disciples of Baqi Mountain, Duanmu Haoyang hid his figure, approached more than a hundred meters forward, and completely hidden, staring at the two warring parties.