The sound of tick-tock, water drops.

Yun Liu's long eyelashes squirmed slightly, and he slowly opened his eyes. The whole body was sore, Yun Liu grinned and got up, and the feeling of dizziness was lighter, so he looked at it carefully.

Presumably it is already underground, the surroundings are warm and humid, but there are many white spirits floating, the whole space is not dim, and the white opales not far away have water dripping from time to time, forming a small puddle on the ground. And not too far from him, there was a dried corpse, judging from his clothes and breath, it was Chu He.

Yunliu sighed, this devil is finally dead.

Looking up at the sky, it was pitch black, and even the soul sense could not measure the distance.

Yunliu wanted to enter Yuntian, but suddenly found that he couldn't get in, but Yuntian's connection was still there. What's going on, Yunliu couldn't help but frown.

The little cyclone of the dantian was still expressing its appeal to Yun Liu, who glanced at the white spirits.

All right!

The soul power took shape in the air, like a big net, and with the mind of the clouds, the white spirits were salvaged everywhere, and these spirits were similar to the spirits encountered on the ground, without any intelligence, and they were easy to capture.

Yunliu arranged a defensive array around him, and began to absorb these elemental essences, and the small cyclone absorbed it quickly, and now the absorption speed has increased several times, and from the outsider's point of view, Yunliu has been wrapped in a white qi barrier, like a silkworm chrysalis.

Until the cyclone stopped absorbing and Yun Liu woke up from her meditation, she hurriedly looked at herself, and her cultivation did not improve much, but the small illusory white air mass in the middle of the small cyclone condensed a lot, and if she didn't look closely, she thought it was a white pinball.

And the feeling of taking root is stronger, but it seems that there is still something missing for it to break through the ground.

Taixu Jing sighed and said: "Yes, when the time comes, you will be able to build a foundation." ”

Yunliu couldn't be happy, her current soul consciousness was comparable to Zhuji, the limit could reach eighty miles, and the distance could not be measured by soul consciousness, and she was afraid that she didn't know how many eighty miles there were underground. It's never easy to get out.

Just when she was in distress, she swayed, and the white spirits increased again.

Hehe!

The haze swept away, and the clouds began to capture the innate essence.

The little cyclone can't be eaten, but the villain in the Taixu Mirror has been feeding on the innate qi and eating very well.

During this time, Yunliu left his sorrow behind and was busy capturing the innate essence every day, not only to feed the little cyclone, but also the villain in the Taixu Mirror.

On this day, Yun Liu fed the two foodies, sat on the stone and drank a sip of fruit wine, watching those innate essences that had slipped through the net floating in the air, and finally began to think about where this thing came from.

The soul sense scanned the surroundings over and over again, and gradually she found that these spirits were emerging from the ground, and she stared at one place for a while, and confirmed that the location of the spirits was basically fixed.

But the area is very large, and almost all of them can be found in this area.

She came to the location where she first found, took out the black flow gold, turned into a sharp knife, Yunliu carefully dug on the ground, dug for a long time, the tip of the knife seemed to touch something, let out a violent tremor, Yunliu hurriedly put down the knife, and carefully picked up the surrounding soil with his hands, a silver-white sand, shining silver. Yunliu could feel that it contained a strong Yuan Essence Qi inside.

Taixujing smiled and said, "Girl, this is a fairy bone." Haha, it's posted. ”

Fairy bones?

Needless to say, the literal interpretation is the bones of immortals!

Although it has gone through countless years of consumption, there is still a trace of the power of the origin, and it has turned into an innate primordial essence, which has cheapened the freak of Yunliu.

If you can use the innate element to build the foundation, it must be a number of products.

There are fairy bones here!

Yunliu was shocked.

Good things are in front of her, she naturally will not let go of the opportunity, and the days of digging the pit have begun.

I don't know how many years have passed underground, and the land where the clouds flow is dense are all small pits, and the storage bags and storage rings can't accommodate the fairy bones, so they have to be collected by the foodie of the Taixu Mirror.

Thirty-nine thousand eight hundred.

Yunliu wiped a handful of sweat and glanced back at the ground like a hemp-potato, the results were good.

But the further back you go, the fewer fairy bones there are, and the fairy bone particles that can be dug up are much smaller.

In the end, it is very rare to dig up fairy bones.

Listening to the number of mirrors, forty-eight thousand six hundred and fifty-four.

Yunliu stretched his waist and snorted, tired.

Then he found a place to set up a defensive formation and prepare to rest.

With a loud bang, large rocks fell from the sky, and the clouds were startled, and they hurriedly collected their defensive formations and turned into a whirlwind to avoid the boulders.

A bright light suddenly shot in, hitting Yunliu's body, only to feel the white light in front of him, Yunliu lost consciousness.

When I woke up again, Yunliu rubbed my eyes, and the little white stars were still dangling in front of me.

Worst!

Yunliu released his soul consciousness and basically knew the situation around him.

She was lying in a huge pit, scorched black all around, and her disciple's uniform had already turned into pieces, even the silk armor was seriously damaged, and when the wind blew, her whole body was cold, and she hurriedly took out a piece of clothing from the ring and changed it on.

Looking at myself again, it was only a few minor injuries.

She put away the broken silk armor, and her soul sense swept over, there were indeed many traces of fighting around her, and the residual aura was far more than the Jindan period,

This makes sense, how could the silk armor be so badly damaged.

Yunliu crawled out of the sinkhole, his eyes were better, this area was a wasteland, and there was a dense forest in the distance, and behind the dense forest was a high mountain.

Where is this?

There was a wolf howl in the distance, Yunliu was alert, such a strong attack had just happened, this area was definitely not safe, and it was not easy to hide in the wasteland, she ran towards the dense forest quickly, trying to communicate with Yuntian, and a smile appeared on her face.

It has been eight years since entering the Eastern Emperor Secret Realm, and more than ten Tianyan disciples of Mu Nansheng and Lin Qing have been running away, and the wind demon wolves behind them are in hot pursuit.

Lin Qing's face was so dark that he could write ink, and Mu Nansheng also had a gloomy face, and scolded angrily, "Her grandmother's, why is she chasing us and biting." ”

"It's not that you're meddling and getting into trouble. Lin Qing said coldly.

"I ......" Mu Nansheng was silent. Yes, if I hadn't had nothing to do, I would have to save the white-eyed wolf, and I wouldn't have been chased by the wolves and fled.

The group went straight to the dense forest.

And the wind demon wolf chased to the edge of the dense forest for some reason, as if he was blocked by something, or feared something, and kept wandering at the edge of the forest, and everyone was relieved.

The silver-gray wolf king stared at everyone in the forest with a pair of scarlet beast eyes, raised his head to the sky unwillingly, and slowly left with the wolves.

Mu Nansheng and a few disciples sat on the ground, panting.

Damn, the wolf cub is finally gone.