As soon as Fang Yan hid in, a huge green bat came in outside, its wings spread out to the size of several zhang, and its body was no longer dark green like those green bats, but with purple lines, most of the skulls the size of watermelons were purple, and the two fangs that stretched out of the mouth gave out a cold glow in the faint light.

This is the Bat King, the ruler of this green bat group, it didn't appear in the life-and-death battle with the Great Yaksha just now, and now this cave has an unknown situation, but it has come here in an instant, this is the equivalent of the green bat holy place of inheritance, and it is the core of the entire bat group. Fang Yan hid in the space, but after he began to use his divine sense eyes to confirm that it was a second-level ghost beast, Fang Yan didn't even dare to release his divine sense, and he didn't dare to move when he hid in the space.

After a long time, Fang Yan secretly used his divine sense to observe the surroundings, and at this time, the number of green bats in the cave increased a lot, and there were groups of adult green bats hanging upside down everywhere, making it very difficult for Fang Yan to obtain ghost crystals again. I haven't found a flaw for a long time, this group of green bats is really heavily guarded, and the dialect doesn't want to take any more risks, the harvest here is already very considerable, and if you want to be insatiable, I'm afraid it will be difficult to get out.

Fang Yan carefully observed the green bats here, trying to find a safe way out of the cave full of bats. However, Fang Yan found out that the wisdom of this bat king is not underestimated, and under its arrangement, a large number of green bats are all stationed on several main passages, and the closer they get to the entrance of the cave, the more green bats there are, and they already feel that someone has broken into here.

Fang Yan couldn't help but be secretly anxious, these green bats obviously won't leave in a short time, the dialect can't be consumed here for a long time, if these green bats are stationed here for a year and a half, then the dialect will be really miserable. can return the same way, and the dialect has to look in the cave to see if there is any other way out.

After observing the space for a long time, Fang Yan was sure that the Green Bat King had left, so he came out of the space stealthily and simply walked into the cave. There are obviously fewer adult green bats on this side, but the number of young bats and female bats has increased a lot, densely surrounding the floor and roof of the cave, and the corpses of various ghost beasts are also piled up everywhere. Fang Yan doesn't dare to dig up ghost crystals now, and escaping for the sake of today is the most important thing.

Fang Yan cautiously walked inside, although there were also green bats on the road from time to time to make restless calls, but the other green bats just looked at it and stayed where they were. After walking a short distance, Fang Yan saw a gray and dark light not far away, completely different from the rest of the cave, where there were basically no green bats nearby, as if something was preventing them from going there.

The purple-pupiled beast in its arms became a little excited, and its front paws kept pointing in that direction, a gray place, which was the place it was looking for in dialects. Fang Yan walked cautiously over, and when he got closer, there was a dark light, but a gray light curtain, which was where the prohibition was, and the green bat used it as a natural barrier to settle here. And when the Purple Pupil Beast was so sensitive to the prohibition, this was something that Fang Yan didn't notice, and it was only very sensitive to elixirs and aura before.

I didn't have time to think about it, Fang Yan came to the outside of this light curtain, there was no green bat here, it was a one-way passage, and it could only go in and not out, so the green bat mistakenly thought it was a place of death, and he didn't even dare to get close. This may be the exit of the Ghost Valley, and the harvest in the past few days is very good, especially in this cave, thousands of ghost crystals can be exchanged for tens of thousands of spirit stones and contributions.

Fang Yan no longer hesitated, and slowly walked in, and after a fluctuation, Fang Yan suddenly sensed that danger was approaching, and dodged and hid in the space. Then Fang Yan looked out and saw a silver ghost beast looking around, and he looked down on the ground and sniffed his breath with some confusion.

It turned out that this was still the Valley of Ghosts, and the dialect did not leave, but entered another space in the Valley of Spirits. Outside is a ghost-eyed silver fox, which is not a high-level ghost beast, it is not as good as the ghost spirit encountered earlier, but this kind of ghost beast is very good at sneak attack, and Fang Yan almost hit it just now. There were no other ghost beasts around the dialect, so they came out of the space and killed the silver fox with a surprise attack.

At this time, Fang Yan began to look at this space, and saw that this place was a little different from the previous place, although the sky was still gray, but it was much lower than before, as if it was pressed overhead. There was also a gray mist all around, just ten zhang away it was vague, and this gray mist had a very uncomfortable aura, and the spiritual power on Fang Yan's body felt a little unsmooth.

Fortunately, the divine consciousness was not greatly affected, and the dialect could easily do things within ten zhang of the divine consciousness here, which also made the dialect slightly relieved. Fang Yan sacrificed the soul card again, and the black evil summoned him to protect him, and there were clouds and mountains on all sides, so Fang Yan chose a random direction and walked forward carefully.

Not far away, a white cloud rolled in, at first the dialect was a little unimpressed, mistaken for the wind to stir the cloud and mist to form, who knew that soon surrounded by this cloud and mist, from the fog surging out of a large area of white spirits, let out a piercing scream, a gust of wind rushed towards the dialect.

The screams emitted by these geists have the effect of sonic attacks, one or two are nothing, and the sudden attack of a group of geists does not dare to be underestimated, Fang Yan felt pain in his eardrums at this time, and a stream of heat rushed backwards to the center of his forehead, and his body almost fell to the ground in a shake.

Fang Yan was secretly glad that he had a soul card to protect his body at this time, only to see that the soul card emitted several halos at once, and the screams disappeared immediately, and those spirits that touched the halo were absorbed by the soul card with a flash, and these spirits without the slightest wisdom still swarmed in, and after a pillar of incense, the soul card absorbed these spirits. The soul card became brighter, flashing a dark light from time to time.

After this sneak attack, Fang Yan became more careful, this is like the Netherworld Cave Heaven that the two monks said, because the ghost beasts here are not the same as the outside world, and the soul body is more powerful, compared with the ghost beasts in the space just now, it seems that they are not creatures in the same space.

The dialect completely opened the divine sense, and the soul card hung above the head like this, the ghost beast with a powerful divine soul was the most difficult to deal with, and the dialect in the Valley of Horror had suffered a lot of losses, and thought it was better here, but who knew that it was also not a good place. Then Fang Yan ushered in several waves of geist attacks, but they were all quickly discovered by Fang Yan's divine sense, and after being prepared, it was difficult for these geists to cause damage to Fang Yan, and they soon became the rations of the soul card.

In the following days, Fang Yan bumped around in this Netherworld Cave, and encountered more and more ghost beasts, in addition to the wandering spirits that can be seen everywhere, there are also a large number of ghosts, and soon Fang Yan also encountered a group of Nether Wolves, and fought hard for a long time before escaping. And what makes Fang Yan most depressing is that not every ghost beast here has ghost crystals, it is similar to the Valley of Horrors, and it is necessary to get ghost crystals.

Fang Yan is now more sure that he is in the Netherworld Cave Heaven, but this cave is not as good as outside, and the ghost crystal is rare and the ghost beast is difficult to kill, and Fang Yan can't help but lament that his good luck is not there, and he has come to such an unlucky place. In a few days, Fang Yan didn't get many ghost crystals, but there were countless ghost beasts hunted, and they were all very tired, just wanting to find an exit and leave this place as soon as possible.

Walking aimlessly, Fang Yan came to a small canyon, only enough for one person to enter sideways, and Fang Yan hid in the blue bead space to rest. The next morning, Fang Yan flashed out again, and suddenly heard the faint sound of gurgling water in this canyon, and was almost ignored by him, Fang Yan immediately came to his senses, and when he heard the sound, he searched all the way, and walked a short distance to a small river several feet wide.

On one side of the river was the valley and high mountains where the dialect was, but on the other side were low hills and plains, and the fog was not as thick as on this side, and there were clumps of black and white weeds and shrubs beside the river, and a few tall trees that were sparsely pulled and pulled, which seemed to be full of life in this lifeless space. With a flick of Fang Yan's left hand, the magic vine grabbed a big tree on the opposite bank, and then pulled hard, and Fang Yan jumped to the other bank.

Then, Fang Yan walked along this small river, towards the downstream of the river, and there were a lot fewer ghost beasts along the way, anyway, Fang Yan didn't want to kill more ghost beasts here, and the speed of travel was much faster. Half a day later, the dialect followed the small river to a place where the river network crisscrossed it, and several rivers that gathered nearby all converged here into a place where the fog rose, far away from the place where the dialect was stationing.

The dialect detoured a long way, crossed several small rivers, and finally came to this foggy place. This kind of cloudy mountain fog-shrouded place was originally very reluctant to go in, but when he thought that there was likely to be an exit here, he had to go around it, stood in front of the fog and hesitated for a while, and then plunged into it.

To Fang Yan's disappointment, he still couldn't leave, this was not an exit from space, but a foggy swamp. Moreover, the fog here is thicker, and it can only be far away, and the divine consciousness is a little suppressed here, and under the full force of the dialect, the land covered is only about forty zhang.

This is obviously not a good place, Fang Yan turned around and walked back, wanting to leave here, but after walking for a long time, except for encountering a few ghosts, he was still in this fog, and what's worse was that after turning around like this, he was completely lost, whether it was communicating with the soul card or asking the purple pupil beast, he found nothing.

Fang Yan quickly calmed down at this time, and no longer wandered around aimlessly, not only could he not find an exit, but he was also likely to encounter danger. There was mud everywhere, and from time to time there was a disgusting putrid stench in the swamp, and in some places it was very soft, and you should be careful to sink into it from time to time.

At this time, he didn't dare to care about the consumption of his divine sense, and he always used his divine sense to probe in this fog before moving forward, and he had to release magic vines from time to time to avoid being trapped. After walking like this for less than half an hour, Fang Yan's eyes were dizzy, and his consciousness was a little overconsumed, so he quickly hid in the space to recover, and only came out again after a few hours.

After a few days of such difficulty, there were not many dangers on the way, but the speed was too slow, and it took only a few days to move forward for about a hundred miles, and at this speed, it is not known what year or month it will take to get out of this swamp. Fang Yan tried to hold back his anxious mood, carefully observing his surroundings, not letting go of the slightest change.

Another two days have passed, and the dialect has become even more difficult in the past two days, because there are more ghosts around, and there are too many crises hidden in this quiet swamp, not to mention the low-level ghost beasts like ghosts, and from time to time there is a kind of ghost rays covered with green hair. This kind of ghost beast belongs to the high-level ghost beast, its whereabouts are strange, it often hides in the ground, suddenly jumps up to attack, and even once directly grabbed one of Fang Yan's feet, trying to drag Fang Yan into the swamp.

If it weren't for the dialect divine consciousness that discovered it, it would have almost been attacked by a sneak attack, but fortunately, the dialect reacted quickly, and immediately wrapped his whole body with magic vines, and then firmly grasped the ground around him, so that he was not dragged into the swamp by the green-haired ghost. However, the dialect's leg has become jet black, if it weren't for the dialect's practice of body forging, I'm afraid that this leg would be finished.

In the end, the ghost ray was also too greedy, and even wanted to kill it together with the magic vine, but it was entangled in the magic vine by the dialect and brought into the blue bead space before killing it.

Fang Yan was still struggling to find a way out, and after a few days of swamp trips, he was already physically and mentally exhausted, and now Fang Yan began to regret that he was in too much of a hurry, and that he had rushed into this fog so rashly that he was now in a dilemma. At this moment, Fang Yan suddenly sensed a faint glimmer of light in front of him, and if it weren't for Fang Yan's painstaking efforts to open his divine sense, most of them would have been ignored.

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