It is difficult to explore the ruins, it is difficult to go to the blue sky!

For Fang Xing, the two months from Shengxiantai to the depths of the ruins were just drinking, sleeping, playing cards and scolding, but for the five departments of Fengtian, the Imperial Beast, the Moon Worship, and the Alliance, it could be called a disaster, a painful memory that no one wanted to recall afterwards, and a journey that could kill at any time and make it difficult to go to the blue sky.

In two months, there were only about 100 people left in the most powerful ruins exploration team in the history of the ruins, and almost half of them died under all kinds of dangers, and among these monks who died, not only were the weaker monks, but even four Jindan late stage monks and ten Jindan mid-stage monks died, and many of them died in a simple way.

On the third day of departure, when a member of the Fengtian clan was fetching water, he was dragged away by an evil python in the forest, and his body was completely gone.

On the seventh day of departure, a void crack appeared from the sky, but the two clansmen of the Yueyue clan who were good at flying in the sky bumped head-on, and were torn apart by the rift, and there was no room for death, and even the Yao mother-in-law, who was close at hand, did not have time to rescue.

On the twenty-first day of the journey, the cultivators who were advancing according to the safe route encountered a group of fierce beasts who were alarmed by the aura of the newly promoted seventh-order fierce beasts, and the fierce beasts who fled frantically met head-on, although the cultivators hurriedly dodged, but the road was narrow and dangerous, and the high altitude was full of void turbulence, no one dared to ride the clouds to ascend to the sky, and could only seize a limited safe position on the ground, how could they accommodate so many people?

For a while, the people turned over on their backs, waited for the fierce beasts to pass, reorganized the team, and found that there were 36 people lost at one time.

The thirtieth day of departure. The cultivators flew over a dark narrow valley more than a hundred zhang wide, and they were originally flying in batches, and the first three people were good. When the fourth puller flew by, but somehow, he suddenly triggered some kind of prohibition under the narrow valley, and in an instant, dozens of black lightning bolts struck the sky, and a monk who was flying from above was struck by the lightning and fell one after another.

Only this once. and twenty-seven monks.

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Dead people, non-stop dead people, the excitement of the beginning of the cultivation has dissipated. All that's left is panic.

In the ruins, there are too many dangers, and on weekdays, the cultivators hide on the periphery of the ruins, but it is enough to survive carefully in the forest full of fierce beasts. But now it's time to go back to the ruins. But it is tantamount to challenging the danger of returning to the ruins, although they have Magu to guide the path, but the path that Magu refers to, because of the long time, there is only one general safe direction, this road, the path changes. The spiritual veins wander, and even the migration of fierce beasts. All of them may become variables on the road to exploring the ruins, bringing unexpected dangers.

There were injuries, but the journey had to go on, and the deaths continued.

This seems to be the price of entering the depths of the ruins.

The only special situation is naturally the people and horses on Fang Xing's side, because he controls Magu, the red dragon where he is located is firmly protected by the cultivators in the middle of the crowd, but it is difficult to encounter danger, or, even if he encounters danger, several Jindan Mahayana cultivators do not dare to let him fall into danger, and even the nine Jindan servants around him have taken up the light, and no one has been lost.

But fortunately, there were few people around Fang Xing, and it was not too scary.

When they were about to enter the depths of the ruins, there was another problem, in front of the monks, a seemingly endless black swamp pool appeared on their predetermined road, this black swamp pool, in Magu's description, does not exist, and this kind of swamp is the easiest place to breed demons, all clans did not dare to move, so they had to stop the trip, turn around and ask Magu.

At this time, Magu was sitting cross-legged on the back of the red dragon and looking in the mirror, a bundle of fairy ropes was tied to her ankles, and the other was tied to Fang Xing's arms, at this time her new skin had been born, delicate and white, blowing bullets can be broken, the proportion of facial features is perfect, and she is a delicate beauty, but unfortunately, it is like a painting that has not been completed, faintly, there are always some flaws.

Hate Tianning got the advice of outsiders, but he didn't look for Magu directly, but came to find Fang Xing, who was lying on the dragon's head and was asleep, shook twice and woke up, and told him about the matter, Fang Xing came to Magu in a daze, stretched his waist and said: "That group of old guys said that there was a black swamp lake that didn't exist on the route in front of them, what's going on?"

Magu was slightly stunned, then pulled a scarf and covered her face, and said, "Take me out to see!"

Fang Xing was helpless, so he grabbed her arm and lifted her up.

At this time, Magu had recovered most of her injuries, but she was still powerless, no different from mortals.

But she was also yin by Fang Xing, when she took the third painting immortal pill by herself, she found that her bones were weak and her meridians were weak, she once asked Fang Xing, and Fang Xing replied very simply: "Painting immortal pills, you need to shape your muscles and draw bones, before you finish it, the bones are not determined, and the meridians are not in place, so you can't use your spiritual power to exert magical powers, so stay well!"

Only then did Magu understand that the painting immortal pill that this little ghost gave herself could certainly help her have a fairy appearance, but at the same time, it was also a poison that controlled herself, and now she couldn't use her spiritual power unless she stopped using the painting immortal pill.

In this regard, she also accepted her fate, and only regarded it as the price she had to pay.

Fang Xing lifted Magu, flew out of the palace, and flew forward, the red dragon and the nine servants of Jindan naturally followed behind him, and everywhere he passed, all the cultivators got out of the way, and soon arrived at the front of the team, but saw that in front of him was a huge black swamp with black pressure, almost out of sight, and where there were hundreds of feet in the sky, there were black snakes swimming in the air, which looked particularly terrifying.

The black snake in the air, disappearing from time to time, is the unique void crack in the ruins, but it is the most dangerous thing in the ruins, not only the power is terrifying, but also looming, sometimes the sky is clear, this kind of crack will suddenly appear, among the monks, at least six people have died under this void crack, so that now no one dares to rise into the sky.

"Ma Fairy, according to what you said before, we should soon reach the Three Realms Mountain, and then we will really enter the depths of the ruins, and we can look at the Dao Palace, but why did a strange black swamp pool suddenly appear on the road? According to your previous description, this place should be a plain, could it be that we are taking the wrong path?"

Seeing Magu and Fang Xing rushing forward, the purple spotted old cultivator arched his hand and asked in a deep voice.

Magu didn't answer, looked at the surrounding mountains intently, and let people probe the direction of the surrounding spiritual veins, and after some thought, she raised her head and said contemplatively: " Judging from the surrounding terrain and the direction of the spiritual veins, our road is right, in fact, there is such a strange swamp, it is not very strange, the terrain and mountains that I remember in my mind are many years ago, and the terrain has been overturned and changed for decades, and it is also a matter of course, the sky is strange in the ruins, an earthquake, a waterfall rain, it is possible to form such a black swamp, whether there is danger in it, I don't know, it is better to test it, if there is no danger, then the clouds will fly past, otherwise it will be a detour, as far as I know, it will take at least ten more days to get to the Three Realms Mountain, you think about it！”

Several old cultivators listened to it, and were silent, and after a while, Granny Yao of the Yueyue clan said in a deep voice: "I have spent two months on the road, plus the first ten days, it has taken seventy days, and the red lights in the air have also risen seven, and there are only twenty days left to reach the day of September liftoff, although the ruins of the Dao Palace are not far away, but ten days, it can't be consumed......

Several other people also had the same idea as her, nodded to each other, and did not plan to detour, after some discussion, they ordered someone to capture the living low-level fierce beast land, but it was captured on the road to explore the way, Purple Spotted Lao Xiu and Granny Yao each used spiritual power to capture a few, cast a spell far into the black swamp pool, only to see the fierce beast struggling to sink, but there was no other danger.

This kind of temptation has been carried out three times, and after three times, it has been almost determined that there is no other danger in the black swamp pool, several Jindan Mahayana cultivators, each casting eye snooped, and did not find any signs of the survival of demons and fierce beasts inside, plus this black swamp pool does seem to have been formed not long ago, and the possibility of survival of fierce beasts is low, so they discussed it in a low voice, ready to fly directly.

"Hey, why don't we take a detour!"

When several old cultivators were tempted by various methods, Fang Xing also squatted on the edge of the pool and looked inside for a long time, groaning and speaking.

"Hehe, what did the Master of the Criminal Clan discover?"

The leader of the Small Clan Alliance, the smiling old man Luo Musang, glanced at Fang Xing and said with a smile.

Now that they knew the news that Fang Xing had become the Lord of the Hate Heaven Clan, they began to change their words to call him the "Master of the Criminal Clan", but there was no respect in the words, after all, the Hate Tian Clan had now declined, and its destruction was imminent, and Fang Xing also relied on kidnapping Magu and the red dragon beside him to get to the core of this trip to explore the ruins with an embarrassing identity, and naturally he didn't get any respect.

The deeper he went back to the ruins, the smaller the value of Magu in Fang Xing's hands became, and the weaker the cultivators' fear of him became.

Although it is not explained, everyone knows that before reaching the gate of the four evils, when Magu loses all the value of guiding the way, it is the time for the cultivators to show their claws, the vermilion bird, the breath is looming, although it also shows that it is in the depths of this ruins, but the cultivators really don't have much heart to capture it, but they all use the red dragon as a sacrifice one by one.

"It's nothing, I just feel that such a big piece of black swamp pool, and I feel a little bottomless in my heart......"

Fang Xing smiled and stood up without further explanation.

Granny Yao of the Baiyue clan laughed and said, "Little ghost, relax, we have lived for nearly a thousand years, how can we not know the four words of caution? Naturally, we will take more precautions, and we will not let your little life be lost in this black swamp pool, and I am reluctant to let my mother-in-law!" Her dizzy old eyes looked very kind and charitable when she said this, but it made people feel quite uncomfortable.

When Fang Xing heard this, he had no choice but to say helplessly: "Whatever, I have no opinion!" (to be continued......)