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Qingluan didn't feel uncomfortable with these ghostly mist because of her physique and exercises, but it didn't have much effect on her. But Fang Yan remembered that the soul card seemed to be quite interested in this, and he had never seen it devoured less before, but now it was hanging in the air and ignoring it, and he couldn't figure out why, maybe it tasted different after several upgrades.

They felt that they should be in a cave at this moment, there was no light around them, and they couldn't use the Eye Clearing Technique, so they could only rely on their divine sense to see the situation nearby. After a little inquiry, Fang Yan was shocked again, and not far in front of him, the huge gap that pierced the thick rock formation suddenly appeared, extending to the depths I don't know how far, but Fang Yan was not interested in continuing to slide down it for a while.

No matter how to go out for the time being, Fang Yan decided to check the surroundings first before speaking, and took Qingluan to carefully bypass the gap and gradually walked towards the depths of the cave. Along the way, he casually summoned the purple pupil beast, originally wanted to use its spiritual powers, many times it relied on its dialect to get out of the predicament, who knew that as soon as this little beast came out, it would get into the arms of the dialect, and he didn't want to reappear.

Fang Yan couldn't do anything about it, maybe it sensed some kind of terrifying aura, or maybe there was no spiritual object that aroused its interest here, in short, it poured a basin of cold water on his face. But the dialect didn't take it back, and left it on its body, anyway, if something was found, it would come out on its own.

And the gap that was gradually moving away still lingered in Fang Yan's mind, and such a strange scene could not be lingered, along with the strange thought he had just now. Maybe it was really the work of a shocking giant sword, otherwise how to explain all this, but he never wanted to believe that there were such masters in this world, I am afraid that only immortals could do it.

"Are there really immortals in this world? There will also be fights between immortals? They are already shining with the sun and the moon of heaven and earth, and they will fight fiercely for something, if not, is it just a whim, and it will not be possible to find this place to try the sword?" Fang Yan thought about this as he walked, and felt a little dazed, and then he shook his head and secretly laughed, just by himself, how could he be qualified to worry about the affairs of those immortals.

I don't know how long they walked, but after more than a day, the two of them actually turned back to the place where they slipped before, and the passage on the road is not worth mentioning. The left and right are just some low-level ghosts, where to wait for Fang Yan to move, they are all swallowed into the stomach by a light suck of the soul card, and Fang Yan still feels that it is not satisfied, as if it is because he has not eaten the main meal, only mixed a few bites of snacks.

In addition, there are no decent spiritual objects at all, and I only see a few low-level spiritual materials, and I don't bother to take them with the current cultivation in the dialect. No wonder the Purple Pupil Beast was reluctant to come out, in front of its Spirit Seeker Master, this little thing was completely negligible, and it was blind to such a good Netherworld Treasure Land.

"Do you really want to go deeper and go to the places where those high-level ghosts are entrenched? I'm afraid it won't work if you don't do this, it's always been a matter of wealth and danger. Looking at the deep gap on the ground, the two were relatively speechless. I didn't have a clue just now, obviously the high-level ghosts such as the ghost phoenix butterfly came from a deeper place, and the environment here was enough to show that it was necessary to continue with a hard head.

Almost the same as before, following the passage that was suspected to have been pierced by the giant sword, the two of them rushed into a ghost field again. The difference is that they descended nearly a thousand feet this time, and they really touched the bottom of the passage, and they didn't fall halfway. But before he could stand firmly, Fang Yan shouted loudly, and then his consciousness moved, and several treasures appeared in the cuffs of his hands.

Suddenly, there was a golden light above Fang Yan's head, and the aura of Dao light shot out on all sides of the two of them, like a huge umbrella cover, enveloping the two of them heavily. At this moment, a terrible ghost cry came out, not far in front of them, and several methods that Fang Yan had already prepared were launched at the same time, and in an instant, a large ghost creature fell in front of him, and the body was broken into two.

Fang Yan squatted down and skillfully dug up the ghost crystal, put away the seemingly useful materials on his body, and then carefully looked around, muttering to himself from time to time. This is a ghost beast at the level of a ghost general, it has been discovered as early as when it pounced more than ten zhang in front of Fang Yan, even if it is as fast as the wind, but it cannot escape the means of Fang Yan, not to mention the heavy protection under the soul card.

And what seemed to be talking to him was the purple-pupiled beast in his arms, and when he arrived here, he became energetic, scratching and scratching in his arms, but hiding in it and not daring to come out. It seems that there are good things here, and the same danger is not small, this is the normal reaction of the purple pupil beast, and after communicating with its soul sense, Fang Yan began to think about the next move.

The surrounding scene was almost the same as the previous floor, and the aura of the Yin Spirit was more solemn, and from time to time there would be the sound of "poof" water droplets falling to the ground, and the ground felt more slippery. But the most inconvenient thing is the suppression of divine consciousness here, so that the dialect can't be probed farther, so you can only take Qingluan and walk forward slowly, and you have to stop every once in a while.

The reason is that those ghosts encountered from time to time along the way not only increase in number, but also the strength is obviously much stronger than the previous layer, and every time he encounters him, it takes a lot of effort, but the existence of the ghost phoenix butterfly has not been encountered again, so it does not pose too much of a threat.

Along the way, it can be regarded as a thrill and no danger, but what makes Fang Yan a little relieved is that the direction of this trip has been clear, and naturally the guidance of the purple pupil beast is indispensable. After walking cautiously for half an hour, they suddenly saw a fluorescent spot in the distance, which was eye-catching in the dark, and both of them quickly stopped.

It was still pitch black nearby, except for the faint glow of the fluorescents, which were strangely not haphazardly distributed, and looked like they outlined the outline of a mountain peak from a distance. It is obviously unreasonable that there could be a mountain peak in the cave, but it does not appear to be very tall in size, and it may be a large gravel mound.

But in an instant, Fang Yan's face sank, and he looked vigilantly at the place that was suspicious, because just now, he suddenly felt a trace of extremely dangerous aura. It's not like the previous ghost beast attack, but a power that seems to be able to penetrate the soul, shadowless, formless and unpredictable, but the dialect is so sensitive, and it feels a little familiar with it.

"Killing intent! It's the breath of killing intent. A moment later, Fang Yan sensed the dangerous aura emitted from the fluorescent light, which was actually extremely similar to the killing intent that was inexplicably collected by the soul card, exuding an unbridled and fierce aura.

And the purple-pupiled beast that pointed him forward was tightly shrunk in Fang Yan's arms at this moment, and it was actually trembling with fright, obviously the two of them were inadvertently led here by it. But thinking that this is not its original intention, I am afraid that passing through this place, Fang Yan in addition to secretly lamenting his luck is not good enough, but suddenly a little relieved.

Chance has never come arbitrarily, which time is not accompanied by a crisis, but just a killing intent, how can I be easily frightened away. Urging the soul card with all his might, Fang Yan slowly approached the fluorescent, and the uncomfortable feeling became stronger the further he went, but he still walked forward steadily, without the slightest intention of retreating.

"White bones! all of them are white bones, it turned out to be a hill made of white bones, what kind of killing does this take to create, no wonder there is such a strong killing intent permeating. At the same time, the dialect used the eye-clearing technique, and from a distance he could see the fluorescent place clearly, and he couldn't help but be surprised by the scene before him.

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