In this cave, dialects circled around the piles of rocks, and under the guidance of the purple-eyed beast, they burrowed into another cave. The terrain of the grottoes here is not too similar, there are no spiritual grass and spiritual objects, there is no place around that feels strong spiritual energy, everything seems very desolate, and Fang Yan really doesn't understand why the Purple Pupil Beast brought him here.

The cave is obviously going further and further down, and the passage in front of it leads to the underground, and the dialect has no choice but to bite the bullet and go down. After walking for a while, Fang Yan felt that the breath around him was a little uncomfortable to inhale into his body, not the cold breath along the way, but with a faint breath of death, the eerie ghost aura even the purple pupil beast couldn't stand it, and a jump got into the clothes on Fang Yan's chest. Only the soul card shook gently in Fang Yan's hand, and Fang Yan just urged it, and then flew above his head with a thud.

The further he walked in the passage, the heavier the surrounding ghost qi became, and Fang Yan felt that his divine soul had become a little depressed, and the golden spirit sword was in Fang Yan's hand with a twist of his wrist. Emerging from a low stone cave, he was immediately shocked when he stood up.

In front of him, there was a huge space, the sky was layered with black clouds, the ground was a vast and boundless mountain range and plain, and between the mountains there was a clear black ribbon-like stream, and everywhere grew a very thick tree, the trunk was straight and straight, straight into the sky, dozens of zhang high, the higher it became, and when it reached the top of the tree, a cluster of forks was born, covered with dense leaves.

The grass and trees on the ground are also very lush, but they are completely different from the outside world, the color of the plants and trees is not green, most of them are black, and the whole huge space is dark and dull. Other than that, the rest of the place is somewhat similar to the one on the ground, except that it's a black world.

It is estimated that no one has been here in this place for a long time, there is already a trace of artificiality, and the faint ghost aura in the air makes people feel very uncomfortable, only the soul card seems to be very cheerful, jumping on the top of Fang Yan's head.

There were alpine jungles everywhere, and the dialect walked slowly among the bushy mountains, while cutting a path with the golden spirit sword in his hand. After walking for a short distance, I saw a ghost beast the size of a green bull scurrying out of a bush, with red eyes, a single horn on its head, a black scale armor, a large mouth, revealing fangs, and a condensed body that was only similar to the demon beasts in the outside world.

Before the ghost beast pounced, Fang Yan felt a pain in his divine sense, and the classics said that the ghost beast was accustomed to divine sense attacks, and it was really good. The soul card above his head suddenly emitted a halo, and Fang Yan immediately felt much more comfortable with his soul, but this ghost beast seemed to be pressed by a huge force, and its body bent down and crawled to the ground. Seeing the situation, Fang Yan quickly released the magic vine on his left wrist, and the magic vine rose when he saw the wind, and suddenly became the size of a giant python, and then wrapped around the ghost beast, and after a few breaths, the size of the ghost beast was smaller, and it fell to the ground softly.

The demon vine suddenly turned into a tiny bracelet again, and it rolled on Fang Yan's wrist a few times before it moved, and Fang Yan lowered his head and wrist, still stained with a few drops of black blood. This is from the corpse of the ghost beast, a pitch-black soul rose from the huge head, and was sucked in by the halo of the soul card, and after the soul card flashed a few times, it quickly returned to its original appearance, quietly floating above Fang Yan's head.

The good things such as blood and divine soul were absorbed, and the remaining materials were collected by Fang Yan, who first broke the skull, and found a fist-sized ghost bead inside, which was as black as ink and shining brightly. A body of scale armor and bones is not bad, this ghost beast should be equivalent to the strength of a middle-level demon beast, but unfortunately it was restrained by the means of dialects, and it became the first trophy of dialects in a daze.

Put the unicorn teeth and scales separately and put them in an empty storage bag along with the other materials, and when you have time, clean them up and sell them. This place is very suitable for dialects, and the ghost beasts that are one level higher than him will be killed by him in one face, which is much faster than hunting demon beasts.

Generally speaking, the strength of ghost beasts and demon beasts is not much different from that of demon beasts, but compared to demon beasts, they all have unique attack methods, and the monk's defense is very unsuitable for this kind of attack. And they are more fearless of death, although the spiritual intelligence is not high, but the combat experience is not bad at all, the monks of the same level are often not opponents, many monks would rather take the risk of hunting demon beasts than face them, like the ghost beast just now will attack with divine sense, which is the most headache for monks.

And the dialect is just the opposite, in terms of exercises and magic weapons, he is far from being an opponent of demon beasts of the same level, but now that he has a demon vine, the situation is much better. To deal with the monsters and ghosts, the dialect has the soul card and the magic vine to help, of course, it is a big advantage, as long as the strength is not too much more than him, basically you can end the battle within a few moves.

This is a forbidden area for low-level monks, but it is a paradise for dialects, and it is not too far to meet several ghost beasts on the road in a row, the ending is much the same, dialects are completely reduced to just coming out in the final stage to clean up the beast body materials, and from time to time to find one or two spirit grasses, but they are all low-level spirit grasses such as ghost cut grass, and you can also sell spirit stones, and plant a few more plants for each, and the year is more valuable, anyway, it seems that anything in his beads can be planted.

Fang Yan walked aimlessly, and the purple-pupiled beast was probably stunned by the breath inside, lost the source of the breath, and hid in his arms and refused to come out. Along the way, stop and stop, kill ghosts, in addition to more and more materials on the body, that is, the soul card and the magic vine are becoming more and more cool, and they have become very active.

Walking through a wood, the dialect came to a low hill. There were no big trees here, just clumps of bushes and weeds, and it had been at least two days since I had been in this space. I don't know how many ghost beasts I have killed in the past two days, and half of the storage bags I brought on my body have been used, and they are all filled and put into the blue bead space.

There are large and small caves everywhere in the mountains, the entrances are relatively large enough for several people to enter and exit, and some are small, only the size of a fist, and this kind of cave can only be entered and exited by small or snake-like long monsters. When the dialect came here, there was no ghost on his face, only the sound of Si Si Suo was heard everywhere, and the ground trembled gently from time to time, and I didn't know what was entrenched here.

Standing on top of a mountain bag, looking at a cave several feet wide on the ground, Fang Yan hesitated. There are obviously a lot of ghosts down here, but they haven't exposed the ground until now, no matter how the dialect lures them, they can't come out, so he has nothing to do.

Gritted his teeth and said ruthlessly, no matter what was inside, go in first and say it, with the soul card to protect you, at least your life can be saved. And the thing is timid, he doesn't dare to leave the ground for half a day, and his strength should not be very strong, Fang Yan gave himself courage, and walked into the cave with the golden spirit sword.

Inside is a dense cave like a spider's web, densely packed with connected caves, I don't know how deep it is, and the underground caves are all connected. The cave was dry, with black dry earth and rocks on all sides, on which you could see clear paw prints and traces of beasts crawling. On these messy marks, there are also remnants of ghost saliva or bodily fluids, the black ones are sticky and sticky to the cave walls, and more of them have been air-dried, printed on them like a map.

Fang Yan walked cautiously into the cave, slowly descending into a cave with a large pit, which was full of animal bones and fur, like a graveyard of demon beasts. Fang Yan walked a few steps around this big pit, and saw several monsters with ghost-faced scorpion bodies suddenly pop out from under the pit, and surrounded Fang Yan. It turned out to be a ghost-faced scorpion, no wonder it hid under the ground and refused to come out, this monster naturally doesn't like light, only operates underground, and the attack power of a single is not strong, but if it is a group, it will be a little troublesome.

Thinking of this, Fang Yan hurriedly retreated, and then he realized that something was wrong, it turned out that there was a group of ghost-faced scorpions that had already blocked his retreat. There must be high-level ghost beasts in this group of ghost-faced scorpions, and they may even have opened their minds, otherwise how could they organize this group of ghost-faced scorpions to besiege themselves.

Fang Yan had no choice but to step back, leaning his back against the black cave wall, and took out the golden spirit sword to prepare to resist the attack of this group of ghost-faced scorpions.

In fact, this ghost-faced scorpion is not a real ghost thing, it is not generated in the ghost aura, but a kind of demon beast itself. This kind of monster beast has a strong adaptability, and can survive in any environment, but it is a monster beast in the outside world, and when it comes here, it becomes a ghost under the influence of the spirit of the ghost.

At this time, Fang Yan did not see the ghost-faced scorpion surrounding and attacking like an ordinary demon beast, but seemed to stand in a certain direction, without any warning, and suddenly a silent force rushed towards Fang Yan, and a thin wave seemed to be set off in the air. "Ah" shouted, blood overflowed everywhere in the mouth and eyes of the dialect, and the mana of the whole body fluctuated, slamming everywhere in the meridians, as if he had gone mad.

Immediately afterwards, Fang Yan held his head in pain with both hands, bent down and squatted down, and then the ghost-faced scorpion surrounded him, ready to kill Fang Yan and eat it. This blow just now is really powerful, if it weren't for the soul card to automatically absorb a large number of divine sense attacks, Fang Yan was afraid that he would die on the spot, it turned out that this kind of ghost-faced scorpion was mutated, and it could be superimposed with divine sense attacks, this kind of talent was too rebellious, and ghosts higher than them could not escape the poisonous hand.

Fortunately, there is a more rebellious treasure of the soul card, Fang Yan only screamed in pain and came to his senses, and then endured the severe pain, stood up, and rushed out towards the place where the ghost-faced scorpion had not yet completed the encirclement. There was a dull pain in his soul, and the temples of the dialect were swollen terribly, and the mouth, eyes, nose, and ears were bleeding everywhere, blurring the vision of the dialect.

But fortunately, Fang Yan's reaction was very fast, and although the ghost-faced scorpion attack was sharp, its movement speed was not as fast as Fang Yan, and it was quickly thrown away by Fang Yan, and only more than ten followed. Fang Yan's eyes were full of blood, and when he got there, he felt that there were a lot fewer ghost-faced scorpions, so he immediately released the magic vine and urged the soul card to attack the past, but fortunately, this tried and tested tactic immediately worked, and more than ten ghost-faced scorpions were wiped out at once.

Fang Yan let out a sigh of relief, and when the bleeding stopped, he was about to stand up, when he saw that the soul card that had just absorbed more than ten ghost-faced scorpion souls suddenly fell from the top of Fang Yan's head, and then submerged into his sea of consciousness. Fang Yan was taken aback, how in addition to the blue beads, another tenant came to live in his sea of knowledge.

Glancing at the ground, it was full of the corpses of ghost-faced scorpions, none of them alive, all dead. After the demon vine finished sucking, Fang Yan did not take it back, but told it to protect itself, and the thought flashed into the sea of consciousness.

When I came to Zhihai, Fang Yan was shocked again, and I saw that in the gray Zhihai in the past, it was now very lively, and there were a lot of things. It may be that the gray clouds that were scattered by the Ghost Face Scorpion's divine sense attack are slowly gathering, and there is a figure in the center of the sea of knowledge that is slowly taking shape, what is this doing, this is your own sea of knowledge, how can you allow others to build things here.

In the blink of an eye, the dialect came closer, and when he saw this figure that was taking shape, he was even more shocked that he couldn't close his mouth, it was clearly himself. Could it be that it is a gathering of divine souls, but this kind of gathered and formed divine souls are generally called primordial spirits, and only monks in the foundation building period can have them. This is because the soul of the monk in the foundation building period is more powerful, and after the foundation is built, the soul can be gradually condensed, and finally the soul gathers and casts the original god, even if he unfortunately dies in the future, he can also use the original spirit to take away and be reborn, which is not something that the little monk in the qi training period can do.

There are also monks mentioned in some travelogues in the dialect that there are individual monks in the Qi training period who will use secret methods to strengthen the divine soul, although they can't achieve the real Yuan Shen, but they can also achieve the formation of the divine soul during the Qi training period, but that is at least a high-level Qi refining or even a great consummation, and he is only a third-level small monk, no matter how he is, he can't take his turn, and besides, he has never practiced this secret technique.

The shadow in the center of the sea of knowledge slowly took shape, it was indeed the appearance of the dialect, and it was slowly condensing, and it didn't take long for a tall divine soul entity to appear in the sea of knowledge of the dialect, even if it did not achieve the primordial god, it was not far from here. I saw that this humanoid spirit was holding a blue bead in his right hand, and a black soul card was standing on his left hand.

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