Inside the dark cavern, the emaciated boy lay quietly on the damp/wet ground, motionless. Pen~Fun~Ge www.biquge.info If it weren't for the occasional slight undulation of his body and the dripping of blood that had not yet coagulated, it would have been almost impossible to tell that he was still alive. Even so, he was only one step away from death.

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There are countless poisons living in the poison cave, and every moment there is life that is devoured by enemies or companions and turned into growth energy. Anything could be food in such a place, let alone the temptation/temptation of fresh human flesh. If it weren't for the fact that there was some unknown terrible power in this young man's body, which made these poisons instinctively frightened and afraid, I was afraid that he would have drowned in the sea of insects and been eaten up like everyone who had fallen here before.

Han Qi's heart faintly revealed a little black light. Although it was only a little spread of light, it was inconspicuous in this dark cavern, but it seemed to have some kind of terrifying power, so that the poisonous insects nearby surrounded him in fear, and did not dare to act rashly.

If someone looked closely here, they could see that this black light spread out like water waves, repairing Han Qi's body on the verge of being broken little by little.

The almost dry blood stopped, and the stagnant heart was beating again. The fine blood vessels are connected again, the texture of the muscles is gradually repaired, and the broken bones are slowly smoothed out as new. Even the ribs that were broken and pierced diagonally into the chest seemed to be manipulated by some invisible hand, pulled out by some mysterious force and slowly closed. However, in the time of a stick of incense, Han Qi had recovered from the tragic state of dying and was out of danger.

Such a miracle scene, not to mention ordinary mortals, even if a monk in the foundation building or even the Jindan period saw it, I am afraid that it will be shocked to the point of being beyond measure.

However, there was no audience to appreciate here, there were only countless poisons in the poison cave, crawling out of their usual hiding place, looking greedily at the unconscious Han Qi in the dark, to be precise, his flesh and blood. The mysterious black light allowed him to recover from his injuries, and while he was more alive than before, it also brought more temptation/temptation to these poisons. If it weren't for the black light that instinctively frightened them, these brainless poisons would have swarmed up to eat this rare delicacy.

After grinding like this for a while, a purple-black giant scorpion finally couldn't hold back and slowly walked out. The giant scorpion was huge, taller than an adult's small legs when its sharp stinger was raised, and every inch of its hard armor was secretly glittering. Seeing its arrival, the nearby poisonous insects pushed to make way for a small road.

Obviously, this is the leader of the poisonous insects in the neighborhood, it is very confident in its own strength, and the fear brought by the black light cannot overpower its thirst for flesh and blood. If he was stabbed by its stinger as thick as a little thumb, Han Qi would have no chance of escaping, let alone that he had no ability to resist at the moment.

In the folds of Han Qi's blood-stained clothes, a little silver light suddenly lit up, and then immediately returned to darkness.

The giant scorpion slowly crawled in front of Han Qi and walked around him, convinced that he had completely fainted and lost his strength. Then it cautiously raised its tail, and almost instantly, the poisonous blade stabbed down on Han Qi's back!

Between the lightning and flint, a silver light rushed upward, and the purple-black spikes collided fiercely, making a sound of gold and stone colliding!

In an instant, the small silver light was directly bounced out and fell into Han Qi's hand, which was the silver scorpion "Yinzi" that he had been raising two years ago. One of its pincers had already broken in the collision, and even the silver armor on its body had flipped open in two pieces under the huge impact, and retracted into Han Qi's palm in a languishing manner.

However, in this way, the attack of the giant scorpion has also completely deviated. The stinger pierced into the stone beside Han Qi, and in the blink of an eye, the surface of the stone made a "clang" sound, and it was corroded by the venom to give birth to tiny bubbles.

Being resisted by the little ones of the same clan apparently made the giant scorpion angry. It walked around Han Qi again, and its tail arched one by one, striking down again with more powerful force than before! If Yinzi still tried to resist in vain, it would undoubtedly be directly penetrated by this stinger, in fact, it was seriously injured and did not have the ability to save its master again.

The stinger pierced the back mercilessly, piercing all the way in, making the sound of the flesh being torn. In just two or three breaths, the blue-black color quickly spread from the wound the size of a fingernail, and in the blink of an eye, it had eroded most of the back.

Han Qi let out a muffled snort in a coma. Even in the midst of his coma, his brow was furrowed, and it was clear that the injury had caused him great pain.

The black light on Han Qi's chest flickered slightly, as if water waves were spreading through his body, gently encircling this section of the stinger.

Almost instantly, the seemingly soft and harmless black light surged violently as if it was alive, like an abyssal giant beast opening its bloody mouth and biting the stinger that pierced into the skin! Han Qi's venom-blackened skin regained its white in the blink of an eye, and slowly the white even eroded onto the giant scorpion's stinger, and even the inch long of the thorn's tail that exposed its skin quickly turned into a translucent gray-white.

The giant scorpion pulled out the stinger with difficulty with its fastest reaction speed, turned around and fled backwards, hoping to escape the terrifying predator lurking in Han Qi's body. However, it was already too late.

The giant scorpion writhed and struggled. It couldn't make a sound, but it was undoubtedly howling in pain. The giant scorpion's pincers made a deep mark on the ground, and the purple-black pincers had turned white as the earth churned. The scene seemed to repeat itself again, only with a change in color.

Visible to the naked eye, as if from youth to twilight, the giant scorpion had turned into a translucent gray-white, standing motionless behind Han Qi, like a sculpture.

Every inch of venom in its body was completely drained by the black light, and even its vitality disappeared in the process. It's dead.

The poisonous insects stirred slightly. They don't have intelligence, but they have the instincts of living organisms, and they already have sensitive little ones desperately running away. There were also one or two scorpions centipedes or something that excitedly stepped forward and grabbed the corpse of the giant scorpion, intending to taste this rare delicacy.

However, it was all in vain. This mysterious black light has no intention of stopping. It's like a predator that hides in the dark, and these terrifying poisonous insects are poor food!

In the blink of an eye, within a radius of several meters centered on Han Qi, all of them turned gray! Countless poisons were fixed on the ground, and they were even weaker than the giant scorpions, and they had already been completely drained of their vitality and solidified in place before they could even make an escape move, and even the land that had been eroded and blackened by the toxins for many years was slightly white, and it was so obvious and terrifying in a dark poison cave that it made people feel chills in their hearts.

It's a pity that there is no other audience here except for those poisons with low IQs.

But there was no need for anything else, the entire poison cave was silent for a second, and then it surged like a tide. Countless poisonous insects desperately fled into the darkness of the depths of the poison cave as if fleeing the plague, they had little intelligence, but this did not prevent them from instinctively fleeing the crisis.

They are undoubtedly lucky. Except for a few unlucky eggs who were devoured by the spread of black light and turned into gray-white corpses, almost all of the others successfully escaped into the depths of the poison cave.

I'm afraid that at this moment, the entire poison cave will no longer be able to find a safer place than Han Qi's side. He was like a king surrounded and protected, sleeping quietly and safely under the watchful eye of the dense circle of gray-white poisonous insect corpses around him.

The silver scorpion named Silver seemed to breathe a sigh of relief, perhaps it also felt safe at the moment. The mysterious black light also seemed to understand that it was the pet of the cold abyss, and it was the only one among the countless poisonous insects that spared it. Yinzi didn't know that he was just a line away from death, it supported its body with a pincer, reluctantly climbed up Han Qi's cheek, and gently pushed him, but there was no response, so it had to silently retract into his broken neckline.

The black light seemed to be full, or perhaps its strength was no longer enough to spread further, and finally stopped after spreading to an area of about a dozen square sizes, and retracted Han Qi's heart like a well-behaved pet returning to its owner's side. At the same time, Han Qi's previously unhealed wounds healed rapidly, and those terrifying scars gradually disappeared, leaving only a faint pink mark in the end.

Han Qi opened his eyes.

It was a pair of eyes as bright as jade. There is not the slightest emotional fluctuation in it, only the cold and ruthless green. It is the color of life, and it contains some kind of demonic power, which contrasts with the undried blood under his eyebrows.

Han Qi's consciousness was still asleep. His eyes seemed to be controlled by some mysterious power, and he saw beyond the endless void!

There seemed to be countless phantoms writhing and shuttling in those eyes, as if they were fighting and cultivating, and as if they were leisurely talking about immortals. There are countless ancient characters flying by, each character contains / some kind of profound truth, ordinary people will be completely intoxicated with it even if they look at it, and they can no longer extricate themselves. There are fairies, gods and demons, as well as strange flowers and beasts, as if the heavens and the earth are evolving in it, the heavens and the earth are cracked, the gods and demons dance wildly, and finally they stagnate and slowly dissipate.

No one can see what's inside.

Han Qi's face showed a hint of exhaustion, he got up blankly, and fell straight to the ground again. He blinked blankly, and those beautiful eyes returned to their original blackness, and then closed again weakly.

Han Qi didn't know how long he had been asleep before waking up again.

It was dark, a deathly silence, except for the slight sound of his own breathing, amplified countless times in the cavern. There were water droplets dripping from the mountain wall behind him, and in front of him were countless solidified poisonous insects and gray earth, and there seemed to be an unknown existence hidden in the darkness in the depths, and everything made his scalp tingle.

His body was as sore and weak as if he had been crushed by a mountain, and it was difficult for him to lift even his arm. But other than that, there are no scars. Han Qi reached out and touched his body, it was intact, only the dried blood stains and broken clothes proved that he had just swam around from the ghost gate before.

I'm not dead? How could I not be dead? What is this place?

Han Qi immediately held the dagger in his hand tightly, and it actually followed him all the way here, bringing him a trace of courage in this darkness.

There was a little coolness and a little itch in the neck. Han Qi brushed his neck with his free left hand, feeling the familiar little thing, it seemed to be a little sluggish, but he still stretched out the small pliers and gently pinched his fingers, and the original panicked heart suddenly came to fruition.

Either way, he didn't die. He was also accompanied by a grandfather's dagger and a small scorpion named "Silver", which gave him infinite stability and courage.

Now that he is alive, what could be worse than before? What else is he to fear? Moreover, he seems to have touched / a great opportunity now!