Calm down and hold on to oneness.

Zhang Yuanhao sat cross-legged beside the formation, and his spiritual sense shrouded his body, not a single point, not a lot.

It is the range of the Soul Penetrating Array Formation Base.

As Fu Ling unscrupulously usurped the aura of this strange jade space, a gray-white color gradually spread from the base of the formation as the axis, and soon covered dozens of layers of mutton fat white jade steps, and the speed did not decrease, and continued to erode towards the upper and lower sides of the steps, and soon it was out of Zhang Yuanhao's field of vision.

"Ahh

Suddenly, Fu Ling shouted, and he broke out of the formation like a frightened bird, and shrank onto Zhang Yuanhao's shoulder.

The next moment, the jade steps in the void crumbled layer by layer, Zhang Yuanhao only felt a light under his feet, immediately closed his five senses, and touched his waist, and the pocket bronze bell resurfaced in his palm.

Buzz –

The dense sound waves visible to the naked eye rippled and swept away in all directions, Fu Ling's illusory face opened its mouth wide, completely distorted and deformed under the impact of the sound wave, and at the same time stretched out two vague "hands", holding Zhang Yuanhao's sleeve robe and not daring to let go.

The elephant is invisible, and the sound is loud.

Zhang Yuanhao's five senses were closed, and while trying his best to urge the Qingmagnetic Clock, the spiritual power of his body condensed a thin spiritual power shield around his body as much as possible, resisting the tearing of the unknown force in the void.

"Fake...... It's all fake, if the space is broken, the Monk Jiedan doesn't know how to die, and the Void Chaos can be easily killed by the Yuanying Monk!"

Zhang Yuanhao thought so in his heart, his mind was empty, and I don't know how long it took, the spiritual power in his body retraced for a while, and then he let go of his five senses.

Where is there any jade world, where is there a mutton fat white jade step, where is there any space to collapse, as if it was just a dream of his Zhang Yuanhao, a hallucination.

Beneath your feet are gray-black weathered rock formations, and the overhead is dim, and the occasional jade pillars that rise abruptly emit a faint fluorescence, providing a faint vision, as if you are in a dark underground world, which is quite uncomfortable.

Fu Ling lay on his shoulder, glanced at the jade pillar, and did not show any other expression, it was just the most inferior jade fluorite, and the spiritual energy contained in it was pitiful, and it couldn't look down on it at all.

"Fu Ling, how long has it been?"

Zhang Yuanhao asked subconsciously.

"...... just now?"

Fu Ling was stunned for a moment, and replied: "Didn't you just take one or two breaths just now, and as soon as your eyes were dark and bright, you arrived at this area." ”

Crunch!

stepped on a piece of decaying things under his feet, Zhang Yuanhao took the opportunity to look down, and found that it was a corpse lying on the ground.

"Master, there is no spirituality, I'm afraid that he has been dead for hundreds of years, and his bones have rotted!"

Fu Ling turned into a halo of light and melted into the wreckage on the ground, and quickly squeezed it out again, returning to Zhang Yuanhao's shoulder.

Zhang Yuanhao glanced at it, but did not find the magic weapon of storage, just as he was about to leave, he suddenly paused, stretched out his hand to the skull of the wreckage, and pressed it lightly, and suddenly the head of the corpse peeled off like fragments, scattering all over the ground.

Wow!

Zhang Yuanhao's eyes were quick, and at the moment when his skull shattered, he reached out his hand, and a very small black diamond-shaped object was sandwiched between his index finger and middle finger, and spiritual power poured into it, refining it in an instant.

"Good stuff!"

Zhang Yuanhao's face showed joy, this time he was really lucky.

This thing is called Najing, the eight-grade spiritual material of the ground level, which is the main material for building a large teleportation array and refining high-level storage magic weapons, supplemented by spiritual materials containing the power of space, such as Split Sky Crystal, Kai-shek, and Kongming Water, which can be refined into storage props that can be used directly.

Najing is fused into the ancestral aperture of the eyebrows, and as soon as the mind moves, the items can emerge, which is much more convenient than using storage props, and in the fighting, the action of raising the hand is omitted, and the unexpected effect can often be achieved.

Moreover, this object can also be used as an intermediary to carry some rare techniques for the use of ancestral know-how, such as the famous immortal method "Candle Dragon Pupil", which can be used as a medium.

"It's a surprise!"

This item was much rarer than the storage belt around his waist, and Zhang Yuanhao first integrated it into the ancestral aperture of his eyebrows, preparing to refine it when he had time later.

The corpse showed no signs of struggle before death, and there was no damage to the skeleton, but instead it lay on its stomach as if it had died in its sleep.

"Illusion...... Very hidden and profound illusion!"

Zhang Yuanhao's heart was slightly cold, and his spiritual sense was used to the extreme, and he turned his hand and sacrificed a Xuan Fu, and under the snorting and burning, a pungent smell wafted out, which made people feel refreshed, and a circle of ripples that were difficult to see with the naked eye rippled around the spirit rune.

High-level Talisman - Three Cleansing Machine Talismans.

It can cover up the flaws around the body and cover up the heavenly machine, which has a certain cracking effect on the formation and illusion.

Between the ripples, Zhang Yuanhao's eyes suddenly froze, and a sharp sword qi of five elements and five colors suddenly bloomed in his palm, which suddenly cut through the sky and slashed towards a jade fluorite pillar that emitted a faint fluorescence in the distance.

Rumble!

The sword light is vertical and horizontal, and the jade pillar with the thickness of two people hugging each other is cut off, the sword momentum is unabated, and the ground rock layer is plowed out of a huge pit that is a few feet deep, and the jade pillar collapses, like an earthquake, and the dust is noisy for a while, and the rumbling sound is endless.

Hmmm-

But in the midst of the hustle and bustle, a phantus suddenly flashed out, his arms raised, and the sound of collapse and overturning stopped abruptly, leaving Zhang Yuanhao to look at him from afar.

"What sect are you from, I don't seem to have heard of you as a person?"

The figure spoke, Zhang Yuanhao was startled, the ancient lingua franca!

"The clothes on your body are also very different, do you mean that you are a native monk of this realm?"

Without waiting for Zhang Yuanhao to answer, the man had already flown out of the dust, covered in a robe, carrying a thin sword, a blood groove in the center of his eyebrows, his eyes were narrow and long, and his momentum was compelling.

Fake Dan Realm.

Zhang Yuanhao sensed the mellow momentum emanating from his body, and replied coldly: "It's just an unsuccessful disciple in the Mengling Sect, and even the reputation of this sect is sparse, and the Daoists of the Black Wood Xuanzong have never heard of it, that's normal!"

"Oh......"

The man lowered his eyebrows and whispered in response, and smiled: "I actually know that I am Blackwood Xuanzong...... It must have been the monk who killed my Yanhe Xing, I don't know which unlucky guy who is not good at learning will die at the hands of the natives......"

While speaking, the thin sword behind the man's back was already in his hand, and before the words fell, a misty sword aura suddenly attacked, like exploring flowers in the fog, and it was difficult to distinguish between reality and fiction.

Zhang Yuanhao knew that something was wrong when he opened his mouth, and he was already prepared at the moment, and when he raised his hand, a small five-element sword qi shot out, but it was like paper paste, and it was pierced by the illusory and uncertain thin sword, which startled him.

This is a small five-element sword qi approaching the realm of Xiaocheng, where does the ordinary fake pill dare to be hard-connected, you need to hold up the spiritual power shield, and the imperial envoy spirit weapon dares to face it, but in the hands of this person, it is like a devastating one, how can Zhang Yuanhao not be surprised.