Ling Feng and Yan Ling walked in the stone forest, these rocks are not big, as tall as ordinary people, but it is precisely because of this, walking in the middle of it, it will make people feel even more weird, although Yan Ling's mentality has changed, but after all, his strength is still insufficient, the cultivation at the peak of the Dao realm is in the Netherworld Canyon, it is like a lamb walking into a wolf's den, his expression is still a little tense, he pays attention to his surroundings at any time, even if his divine consciousness is suppressed to death, he still can't help but release his divine sense to sweep everywhere with the naked eye.

Ling Feng, on the other hand, was relatively much calmer, completely ignoring the existence of the surrounding rocks, walking alone in front of him, as if he was strolling leisurely, making Yan Ling behind him feel ashamed.

"Huh?" Maintaining a slow pace and continuing to move forward, about ten miles away, Ling Feng suddenly noticed something, his expression moved, he changed direction randomly, beckoned Yan Ling, who was still a little nervous behind him, and walked into it.

"This ...... This is the ...... who came here with us" After walking a short distance, Yan Ling's eyes widened, and she looked straight ahead, only to see that in front of her, a "person" wearing magic armor and had rotted into a skeleton was the strongest person in the team that came to the bottom of the canyon with her.

Ling Feng walked up slowly, squatted down and carefully examined the corpse of this monk, the bones had been corroded to black, an ominous color, and the magic weapon armor he was wearing was still radiating light, and it was not damaged, proving that the attack of the ghost could most of them ignore or say that they were immune to some material level defenses, but directly attacked people's souls, although Ling Feng didn't know much about this, but subconsciously still felt that if he was killed by the ghost, the ending would definitely not be better than the soul flying there, he had been occupied by the evil thoughts of the Netherworld Canyon before his death, and he was afraid that he would be assimilated into the pathetic spirit of the ghost after death"Life" bar......

The surrounding rocks were broken in pieces, and I don't know if it was caused by the big battle or the monk's madness and destruction, Ling Feng picked up a rock fragment, and his divine sense dipped into it, feeling if there was anything special about this stone, but the result was no, these rocks were just ordinary rocks, which could only be said to have a strange appearance, but there was nothing strange inside, so it was certain that the culprit that could affect the monk's mind was not these rocks, the rock could only be said to be a bearing body, and the real culprit was probably the remnants of the dead wandering in this Netherworld Canyon。

Throwing the stone away, Ling Feng returned to the corpse, looking at the shining magic armor, there was only one breastplate, and it did not have the magical effect of the Dao armor, but in terms of defensive power, it would not be weaker than the battle armor and Dao armor of the same level, if there was this magic weapon breastplate, Ling Feng's life-saving ability here would also go to a higher level, and he didn't have to use the Xuanji Battle Armor at every turn, he was alone before, and no one saw the use of the Xuanji Battle Armor, but now, Yan Ling also followed his side, and he couldn't play until he could, and Ling Feng was unwilling to expose this biggest hole card, although he could also force Yan Ling to make a heavenly oath at that time, but Ling Feng didn't like to force others very much, and he wouldn't do it until the last moment.

Thinking in his heart, Ling Feng's hands were not idle, this magic weapon armor had lost contact with his original owner, Ling Feng dropped a drop of essence blood on it, and the armor emitted a burst of light, and then Ling Feng's mind moved, the magic weapon armor automatically fell off, attached to Ling Feng's chest, and the size automatically changed, just like that, it was worn on Ling Feng's body, random Ling Feng's mind moved again, the magic weapon breastplate flashed, and it automatically merged with the clothes passed on Ling Feng's body, unless he used his divine sense, he couldn't see that Ling Feng was wearing a magic weapon breastplate.

After taking away the magic weapon breastplate, Ling Feng didn't stop, his eyes turned, and he reached out and took off the storage ring worn on the dry bones of this monk, the storage ring of a monk in the Empty Underworld Realm, Ling Feng had no reason to let it go, Yan Ling was a little greedy when he looked at it from the side, but after all, his current identity was a follower next to Ling Feng, so naturally he couldn't reach out and ask for it, he was already lucky to be able to save his life here.

"Keep walking. Ling Feng said lightly, and at the same time folded his hands, like a Buddhist monk, he bowed slightly to this corpse, after all, he took the other party's wealth, and no matter who the other party was in life, now his soul has returned to the west, and he is still buried in this Netherworld Canyon, I am afraid that even if he dies, he will not be at peace, Ling Feng is not such a cold person, but he is helpless, he can only pray in his heart, hoping that he can enter reincarnation, and he will not have to suffer all the torture in this Netherworld Canyon, of course, Ling Feng himself knows that unless the Netherworld Canyon disappears from this world, the souls of the dead who fall in this hell will wander here as ghosts, the soul is scattered, and it is also their only way to get out......

The vast stone forest, I really don't know how many miles it spreads, and the sky is dark, even Ling Feng can't figure out what time it is, the concept of time is getting weaker and weaker, if you stay here for a long time, even if you don't have that evil thought, I'm afraid many people will not be able to bear it.

"Is that how you fell from here? Ling Feng and Yan Ling stood in the middle of a ruin, surrounded by shattered rocks.

"Yes. Yan Ling nodded and said.

"We fell from this endless darkness above. Yan Ling pointed to the thick darkness above, Ling Feng's eyes flashed, that is to say, above this, it was the misty land, and I don't know what the so-called Sun Ying is doing now, besides Yan Ling, whether there are other monks who have come here, everything is still unknown.

"Ah...... Yes...... Ah......h

"What is this?" Yan Ling entered the battle state at the first moment, and even sacrificed the magic weapon, but around him, he didn't find any shadow of anyone or ghost.

Ling Feng was calmer, and his true power was secretly circulating, and at the same time he listened to this song with all his heart to determine where this song came from, and in the end, he found the direction, and the direction in which the song came was the direction they were going.