Chapter 301: Graveyard!

The fifth layer turned out to be a realm of its own, which Fang Cun never expected, if Lu Tongtian hadn't fallen into a deep sleep, he would have shown a shocked face.

The yellow mist in the sky rendered the entire space yellow, and the whimpering cold wind made Fang Cun feel cold to his bones.

Unexpectedly, the entrance to the fifth floor was like a teleportation, and after entering the entrance, Fang Cun appeared here, empty before and after, and his eyes were full of yellow smoke and dust.

The land is lifeless, some of the surface is cracked like cobwebs, and the occasional plant is very gray.

The visible distance of the square inch to the naked eye is only less than a zhang, and the yellow mist covers the whole world like a dense fog.

"What a weird place!" Fang Cun frowned, and could only open his eyes as wide as possible to look into the depths of the yellow haze, but unfortunately he couldn't see anything but the mist.

"This yellow mist is strange!" Fang Cun quickly discovered the reason why his divine thoughts were suppressed, and when he looked closely, the yellow mist rose and fell, and a strange aura emanated out, and it was this breath that suppressed Fang Cun's divine thoughts within a single zhang.

"It would be nice if you had a psychic power, you can definitely see through this strange mist. Fang Cun muttered in a low voice.

Lingmu Divine Power is a very special magical power method in the immortal cultivation world, in the entire Nanling Immortal Cultivation Realm, it is very rare to be able to practice the spiritual eye magic power or make the eyes become a genius earth treasure of the spiritual eye, even if there is one, it is also in the three major sects of Nanling, Zhao Tiangang has the idea of wanting the spiritual eye magic power method through the other inch, because the spiritual eye magic power can also help him refine medicine, with the spiritual eye supernatural power, Zhao Tiangang once said that it will no longer be a problem to advance to the fourth-grade alchemist.

The divine abilities of each kind of spiritual eye are different, but each kind of spiritual eye divine power is of great help to immortal cultivators, so big that they can fight each other and even fall.

Fang Cun thought of the spiritual power and suddenly moved his eyebrows, and instantly thought of Lu Tongtian.

"Lu Tongtian is an ancient power, if it is said that there is no spiritual eye or magic weapon in his hand, it is really difficult for people to believe, do you want to take the opportunity to come?"

After thinking about it for a long time, Fang Cun finally gave up this idea, Lu Tongtian is not only cunning but also very old-fashioned, and he will not pass on the methods of his sect, unless Fang Cun becomes a disciple of the sect where Lu Tongtian is located.

It is also very strange to say, Fang Cun repeatedly asked Lu Tongtian about the sect where Lu Tongtian was, and every time Lu Tongtian was vague and unwilling to tell Fang Cun, which made Fang Cun very strange, and often made him wonder if the sect in Lu Tongtian's mouth was fictional.

Fang Cun retracted his thoughts, looked at the yellow mist, raised his feet and walked forward.

Whining~

Another gust of cold wind struck, making Fang Cun shiver, and Fang Cun did not release a fierce 2 resistance, because there was no existence of heaven and earth aura in this world.

What is the road ahead, Fang Cun has no bottom in his heart, because it is the fifth layer, so the probability of encountering danger is much higher than that of the first four layers, and there is no need to consume spiritual power as much as possible, at least the current cold wind Fang Cun can still withstand it.

Well~

A light flashed in Fang Cun's eyes, and the whole person tensed up for a moment, because he saw a figure appear there in the yellow mist in front of him, and then disappeared again.

Although the figure appeared very briefly, it still made Fang Cun's heart tremble, he knew very well that no one had ever stepped into the barbarian temple since it was built, so the figure that appeared in front of him could not be a person.

"Not human...... Could it be ......" Fang Cun immediately thought of the holy beast, although it was in human form, but Fang Cun was only very vaguely seen, so he couldn't confirm that it was a human being, maybe it was a holy beast in human form.

Fang Cun's face became solemn, after a lot of hardships, he finally came to the fifth floor of the barbarian temple, these ninety-nine knocks have come over, and he is almost the last trembling, the consequences of failure are unbearable for Fang Cun, so he attaches great importance to it in his heart, and at the same time, he is also very cautious.

Well!

Fang Cun was shocked, and he clearly saw another figure flash in front of him.

What is it?!

Airplanes!

Fang Cun slapped the storage bag again and again, and five spirit swords came out of the storage bag, surrounding Fang Cun's body, and the tip of the sword was swallowed with fierce sword qi, and the small five-element sword array was faintly formed!

Although he didn't feel the danger, it still made Fang Cun shudder, because this figure was so weird that from the time it appeared to the time it disappeared, Fang Cun didn't even notice the slightest.

There was sword light on the small five-element spirit sword, like five swimming fish swimming around Fang Cun, sealing all the directions of Fang Cun.

Facing the elusive figure, Fang Cun knew that he was definitely not the opponent of the other party, and could only take defensive measures, after the small five-element sword formation was released, Fang Cun slapped the storage bag on his waist again, Kun Mu Zhong flew away from the storage bag, and was held in his hand by Fang Cun, and the only Lei Zhenzi left in his other hand was also held in his hand at some point.

Fang Cun's mind poked out of sight within a zhang, and his eyes swept ahead, so that he knew everything around him, and if something happened, he could react immediately.

Call~

The wind became a fight, and the cold felt on the skin turned into a bone-chilling cold, although Fang Cun's body had been refined by the Heavenly Demon Ape Skill, it still couldn't resist this wind, and could only release spiritual power to resist.

The wind became stronger and stronger, and the yellow mist in the sky was swirled, like white clouds in the sky, which were blown by the wind and changed into various shapes.

Whining~

Suddenly, a whimpering song drifted with the sound of the wind, and landed in Fang Cun's ears but let him.

It was a woman's voice.

The voice was very bleak, as if it was telling something.

In the next breath, the whimpering sound that came with the wind changed, and it became a golden iron horse, as magnificent as a horse leather shroud, and full of the wail that the country was ruined and the family was ruined, and the world was so big that there was nowhere to place.

has changed again, the wind hides the drunken dreams and death, lingering in the land of the wind and moon, the excitement of drunken singing, and it is like the depression of a scholar who can't pass the exam.

The whimper was still a whimper, but it changed again and again in Fang Cun's ears.

A hero, eventually become a lost dog, look up to the sky and laugh, what can I do!

A weak woman, reduced to a servant, finally waited for the day of liberation, but death came.

There is also the sound of a dragon roaring at the sky, accompanied by a monstrous wave, soaring.

............

In the wind, there are nine hidden tunes, which can be changed at will, and there is no order to follow, each of which makes Fang Cun addicted, incarnated as the characters in the tune, and experienced everything they experienced.

It seems to be a moment, more like nine reincarnations.

Suddenly, as soon as the singing stopped, Fang Cun woke up suddenly, feeling that the spiritual platform was a little chaotic, and his legs were a little soft.

This is the manifestation of the Sea of Consciousness after it has been invaded!

Fang Cun was shocked and angry, and a huge momentum rose on his body!

Drink!

Fang Cun shouted, and a colorful pillar of spiritual power rose up on his body, and this pillar of inverted light went straight to the sky, causing the yellow mist in all directions to roll, and was rushed around by spiritual power fluctuations.

The small five-element sword array roared under the pillar of spiritual light, and the sword light on the sword body instantly became dazzling, and the sword qi made sword marks appear on the ground within a radius of three zhang, making a 'snort' sound, and the surrounding fog seemed to be cut off by the invisible sword qi, like yellow catkins in the sky, and wisps of scattered were pushed to all directions by the aura fluctuations.

Call~

The wind did not stop, and the whimpering sound that had stopped in the wind sounded again, and the whimper wafted towards Fang Cun.

"Hmph! hide your head and show your tail!" Fang Cun's mind moved, and his spiritual power instantly wrapped his ears, and now this enemy hiding in the shadows actually wanted to invade his stone sea, making him angry, and no longer blindly defending, although he didn't know where the enemy was now, but Fang Cun still showed an extremely powerful momentum.

The sound of whimpering was suddenly blocked by the spiritual power shield, and the enemy in the shadows may have sensed it, not only did the whimper stop, but even the wind dissipated.

Seeing this situation, Fang Cun's vigilance in his heart did not decrease by the slightest, but became more vigilant and cautious.

The appearance of this situation indicates that the enemy is about to appear.

Sure enough, in the yellow mist within a kilometer, a figure appeared.

Sword Qi is rampant!

Fang Cun screamed lightly, pinched out a sword trick, and at the same time, the spiritual power in his body turned into a true element and shot into the small five-element spirit sword.

Buzzing~

The sound of the sword roared loudly, and the sword light on the small five-element spirit sword shot out, and the sword light shot out one after another, like ten thousand arrows fired together, and hundreds of thousands of sword lights instantly crossed a distance of one zhang and shot towards that figure.

Whoosh~

A stream of sword light passed directly through that figure, and disappeared into the mist, Fang Cun frowned when he saw this, and his heart became a little uneasy.

The figure stood in place intact, and the hundreds of sword lights shot out by the Little Five Elements Spirit Sword failed to cause it a single bit.

Call~

A breeze blew, and the sound dissipated directly in place.

Fang Cun was a little flustered, this opponent was really too difficult, and he didn't fight hard with Fang Cun, but the methods were extremely weird, making him unable to guard against it.

"Leave him with demons and monsters, and get out of here first. Fang Cun's eyes flashed, he stretched out his hand a little, and the two swords of Huo Xing flew into his feet, and the whole person flew into a ray of light and disappeared into the yellow mist in front of him.

After a few breaths, a figure appeared from the spot, although it was not clear to see the figure, but it could vaguely see a pair of eyes looking at the place where Fang Cun had disappeared.

Whew~

Fang Cun's speed was not very fast, the four spirit swords were constantly wandering around him, and Fang Cun's divine thoughts were constantly wandering outside his body, this place was too weird, making him a little uneasy.

In this way, Fang Cun controlled the spirit sword and flew for a stick of incense, and he didn't encounter any difficulties again, as if the figure had disappeared.

Fang Cun didn't care if the other party appeared at this time, and now he just wanted to stay away from Fang Cai's position as much as possible.

In this way, another quarter of an hour passed, and suddenly, Fang Cun's eyes froze, his head twisted, and he looked to the left front.

There, a low shadow appeared.

Fang Cun controlled the spirit sword and stopped, thought in place for a few breaths, and then turned the direction of the spirit sword under his feet, flying towards the left front.

Since it was only a zhang away, Fang Cun quickly approached the low figure.

When Fang Cun saw clearly what the low figure was, as if struck by lightning, the whole person retreated in an instant!

He could see clearly, it was a tomb.

Moreover, behind that tomb, two more low and blurred figures appeared in Fang Cun's field of vision.

There is no need to guess, everyone knows that those figures are also several tombs.

When Fang Cun saw the tomb, a picture suddenly appeared in his mind.

The perspective of this image seems to be obtained from standing above this world and looking down on the whole world.

Facing ahead, there is a cemetery, and the cemetery is as far as the eye can see, and the graves are like small mounds of earth raised from the ground.

If the graveyard is a blank piece of paper, then the dense grave is like a black dot on the white paper, and the black dots on the white paper are very evenly distributed.

There are no tombstones in these tombs, some of them are barren and miserable in front of the graves, and some of them are covered by dry grass, and from a distance, they look like a haystack.

The tombs are not of the same size, and in these clusters, the small ones are normal size, but the large ones stand like a mountain peak on the earth.

Fang Cun's heart was shocked, and it can be said that he was dumbfounded.

Such a large group of tombs, as well as the tombs the size of a mountain, all of this in front of him shocked him beyond burden, he had read all the books in the Three Immortal Sect Pavilion, but still did not see any monk who had seen such a scene, and Fang Cun dared to say with great certainty, not to mention Nanling, it was difficult to find a second cemetery of this scale on the entire Hanhai Star.

Perhaps only a powerful monk like Lu Tongtian has seen this kind of scene!

The shock in Fang Cun's heart gradually diminished as time passed, and he forced himself to regain his composure.

For some reason, the pattern of the cemetery remained in his mind, and he began to observe the entire cemetery carefully, and he had a hunch that maybe the soul tablets were hidden in these graves one by one.

As normal-sized graves were just a glance, he focused on those that were the size of a mountain.

Fang Cun didn't just stare at the huge tomb the size of a mountain, but first counted how many tombs the size of a mountain were on top of the entire cemetery.

Although the cemetery was large, it quickly became clear that there were three tombs the size of a mountain in this cemetery.

"Three? If it's nine, maybe it's the tomb where the souls of the nine ghost kings are buried, but now there are only three, then it's definitely not. ”

Fang Cun decisively gave up the tombs the size of a mountain, and instead turned his attention to the smaller ones.

The smaller graves are really like crucian carp crossing the river, and they are too many to count.

Fang Cun couldn't help but have a headache, Lu Tongtian and the little mouse had fallen into a deep sleep, and he had no helper but to look up the pattern with the naked eye.

Suddenly, Fang Cun's body froze, and he suddenly thought of something.

"Where is the holy beast?" Fang Cun's brows furrowed, and suddenly his whole hair exploded, and a cold aura appeared behind him.