Han Ming only had a little expectation in his heart, after all, such a long time had passed, even if there was something underneath, it had already been damaged by the erosion of the spirit qi, according to the words left by Feng Yuanliu, when he found the inheritance ring, the Underworld Pool was still called the Stygian Sea Pool, which was at least a thousand years ago!

Feeling the concentration of the demonic qi around him getting higher and higher, Han Ming became more and more excited, according to the concentration of this demonic qi, half a month was enough for him to collect enough to assist in the advanced Dan period!

The deeper he dived, the more surprised Han Ming was in his heart, the water surface of this Stygian Sea Pool was forty or fifty miles wide, but as it got deeper and deeper, the space below became smaller and smaller, and the general structure of the Stygian Sea Pool was like a funnel.

Han Ming didn't know how deep he had dived, anyway, at least nearly ten thousand zhang, there was no monk left any words for a long time, even in the Yuan Infant Stage, the concentration of the Spirit Qi here had already exceeded the limit that the Yuan Infant Stage could bear.

The surrounding space was getting smaller and smaller, and now it was only five or six miles wide, and under the observation of the Blue Blind Heavenly Eye, Han Ming completely monitored everything around him.

Sneaking down a thousand zhang again, the surrounding space was already only two or three miles wide, Han Ming found something abnormal, the surrounding dark stone walls were actually full of some unevenness, some deep and some shallow, some long and some wide.

Han Ming didn't rush to continue facing down, but approached the stone wall on the side, looked at it carefully, and after a while, he found that this seemed to be some traces of fighting techniques, and those dents were very similar to sword marks.

After carefully looking at the small half of an hour, Han Ming was sure that these were the traces left by the fighting method, and tested the hardness of the surrounding stone walls, his heart was full of surprise, the damage caused by the aftermath of these fighting methods was too amazing, just one sword mark was hundreds of zhang, and the depth was also dozens of zhang, Han Ming dared to be sure that it was impossible for the Yuan Infant Cultivator to have this kind of destructive power at all!

Han Ming stared at the bottom of the black hole, hesitated slightly, and continued to dive downward, the traces of those fighting methods are too long, I am afraid that they are at least tens of thousands of years ago, Han Ming doesn't think that there will be any living creatures below, even if it is above the Yuan Infant, the kind of power that only exists in legends, it is only two or three thousand years of longevity, unless it is a demon beast, a corpse, a ghost, etc., otherwise it is impossible to live for so long!

Sneaking down thousands of zhang again, the surrounding space is getting smaller and smaller, only five or six hundred zhang, Han Ming has a hunch, he is afraid that he is going to the lowest end.

With a wave of one hand, he held the Qinghong Sword in his hand, and wrapped the Qinghong Sword in its entirety with the breath of the Underworld Bone Body, Han Ming slowed down and cautiously walked down.

Half a quarter of an hour later, Han Ming dived to the bottom, it was only more than a hundred zhang wide, empty, without a trace of light, and there were black gravel everywhere, if it weren't for Han Ming's blue blind eyes, I was afraid that he wouldn't be able to see anything.

Han Ming closed his eyes, felt the aura around him, and immediately smiled all over his face: "It's so rich in the demonic qi, I'm afraid that it only takes half a day to collect enough demonic qi here, and the demonic qi here seems to be very different from the ordinary demonic qi, it seems to be of a higher level, is it the legendary true demonic qi?" But isn't that something that only the ancient demon realm can have?"

"Forget it, what do you want to do so much, the purer the demonic qi, the better, the higher the level, the better, now it's better to patrol the surroundings first, make sure that there is nothing else, hurry up and collect the demonic qi, now nothing is as important as the knot!" Han Ming muttered to himself, and then raised his feet and walked forward, his eyes flashing with blue light.

There was not much space here, and Han Ming quickly wandered to the middle, and immediately found an altar of more than ten zhang in the middle, on which sat a Taoist priest with a long sword on his back, holding a small round ball in his hand.

Han Ming was terrified for a while, on the bottom of this water, the aura of the spirit of the spirit had reached an extremely terrifying level, and the existence of the Great Immortal Bone King and others who had a lot to do with the spirit qi could not come down, but there was actually a human sitting in the middle of it, it was hard to imagine how high his cultivation was.

Han Ming subconsciously seemed to turn around and run, but in the flash of light, he forcibly suppressed the idea of escaping, in front of this kind of existence, how could he run away, it was better to stay obediently and not provoke the other party's disgust!

The Taoist priest was motionless, as if he had not sensed Han Ming's arrival at all.

Han Ming felt that something was wrong, and used the perspective technique of the Blue Blind Heavenly Decision to look at the person above, looking left and right, and then breathed a sigh of relief, the Taoist priest above had nothing to show for himself, he had already died, and all he left behind was an empty shell.

Han Ming slowly stepped forward with courage, looked at it carefully, and felt even more relaxed in his heart, he could be sure that this Taoist priest had completely died, and the flesh shell had been completely eroded by the spirit qi, and it was just a dilapidated skin!

Han Ming lightly tapped the body of this Taoist priest, and with a "boom", the whole person of this Taoist priest turned into smoke and dust, and was dispersed by the undercurrent brought up by Han Ming's raised hand, and even the long sword behind him and the Taoist robe on his body were not left.

"What is this, it hasn't been eroded by the spirit qi!" Han Ming looked at a round bead that fell from the flying ash, and there was a look of surprise on his face.

With a wave of his hand, he received the round bead in his hand, and Han Ming sensed it carefully, but when his spiritual power penetrated into it, his expression instantly froze, and there was no trace of figure in his eyes, as if in an instant, his divine soul was withdrawn from his body!

Han Ming's consciousness appeared in a gray space, and in front of him, there was a Taoist priest sitting cross-legged, and it looked like the one who had turned into ashes before.

Han Ming looked around, his face was immediately shocked, and before he knew it, his consciousness was pulled to such a strange place by that strange bead, and there was the unfathomable Taoist priest sitting opposite.

Han Ming stared at the Taoist priest in front of him vigilantly, frowned, and said a few words of confession, but there was no answer, the Taoist priest still sat cross-legged in place, not moving, just babbling some words in his mouth.

Han Ming confronted the Taoist priest for a quarter of an hour, and only then did he gradually realize that this Taoist priest was not a living creature, nor was he a conscious spirit, but just an existence similar to obsession, which could be understood as a mechanical puppet.

"The Continent of Ten Thousand Souls has a history of 53,000 years, my five elements are one, cut off the ancient and modern, the reverse ascent is imminent, the sky descends from the bones, the spirit of the soul is raging, the Plateau of All Souls falls apart, the living souls are extinct, the living souls of the continent are gone, and the immortal world is once defeated! The Ten Thousand Souls Continent has been 53,200 years, the secret realm of the sky has fallen into the Ten Thousand Souls Plateau, the two immortals have descended into the world, the insects are repellent, the living beings are greatly injured, and the remaining living beings on the mainland have been sharply reduced by seventy percent, fortunately, the two immortals are lost, and they are missing! The Ten Thousand Souls Continent has lasted for 53,400 years, the passage of the Twin Immortals to the world has collapsed, the ancient trolls have descended into the world, and the blood sacrifices to the living beings, and my human race has survived more than 10,000!"

"I can't bear to exterminate the clansmen, self-cut ascension to Sendai, lead the seven huang and eight sons in the Tongling Mountain to gather the power of the surrounding stars, the shattered spiritual power trapped the demon venerable for three months, but the demon head is cultivated to be exquisite, one order higher, although trapped in it, but in the end can not be cut off its head, Qinghuang moves, the head of the trapped demon falls in the sky in the pool of the dark bones, so that the dark bones are refined. I witnessed the tragic scene of the mainland in the past 120 years, so I agreed, with the 36 handles of the natal sword, the battle of Bu Wandu, and the head of the demon in the pool of bones. ”

"There are still more than ten ancient demons outside the pool, and we are trapped in the pool of the bones, isolated from the inside and outside, and the news cannot be communicated, and the survival of the human race cannot be achieved! Trapped in Tianchi for 3,600 years, the vitality is gradually withering, and it cannot be refined, my life can be exhausted, and the demon head will also die. I have no regrets in my life, I don't owe it to others, but I have three great regrets in death, one is not able to see the vastness of the upper realm, the second is not to be passed on by others, and the third is not to know whether the human race still exists or not. The upper realm will never be seen in this life, and the mantle and bowl will be sent to the inheritance bracelet, and the fate will be obtained, but the third regret will never be solved. ”

A long list of things were said about this, and the man began to tell again, over and over again, as if he never knew to be tired.

This Taoist speaks an extremely ancient language, which is quite similar to an ancient language of Han Minghui, so Han Ming can understand most of this person's words.

Listening to this person's words for a while, Han Ming had completely stayed in place, and he was speechless for a while, even forgetting his habitual self-talk, his face was full of some shock, disbelief, admiration, regret, and pity complex looks.

Han Ming really didn't expect that there really was such a selfless person in the world, who really gave up the opportunity to ascend for the sake of sentient beings, and trapped the underground of this Heavenly Pond for thousands of years, until it fell.

"The human race still exists, and now it has multiplied and grown, and the immortal cultivation world has flourished again!" Han Ming said to the Daoist in that ancient language, with a hint of respect in his tone.

Hearing Han Ming's words, the man raised his head, looked Han Ming up and down, and nodded happily, but the sound of "Peng" dissipated directly, which simply and directly made Han Ming not react for a while.

Han Ming's mind was slightly dizzy, and his consciousness returned to his body, he was still at the bottom of the Demon Pool.

Seeing the beads in his hand gradually dissipate, Han Ming didn't have much pity in his heart, on the contrary, he was very calm in his heart, just sighed slightly, and seemed to sigh for what the Taoist priest had done.

"I'm afraid that the Ten Thousand Souls Continent is the Underworld Bone Continent, I've done so much, but there is no record of you in the current classical historical facts, and no one knows how many thousand years you have been guarding here, and I don't know whether what you have done is right or wrong, whether it is worth it or not!" Han Ming slowed down for a while before he came to his senses and muttered.

Rubbing his head, Han Ming returned to business, and began to think carefully about the information that was said in this mouth, Han Ming always felt that the Heavenly Immortal Bone had a lot to do with the slightly black boy he had met, as for the Twin Immortals who came, Han Ming thought of the Beast Worm Valley, but when he turned his head, he laughed at himself, the Beast Worm Valley is a true immortal sword cut out is just a ridiculous legend, it can't be true, and the remaining dozen ancient trolls, Han Ming thought of the mixed training battlefield, the legend is the place where people and demons fight.

"By the way, according to what the man said, there should be a troll down here, at least tens of thousands of years have passed, this demon head should be dead!" Han Ming muttered, and looked at the altar under his feet. You have to find the latest chapters by yourself to read books?