After a night's time, Jiang Yan's injuries recovered for three points, his breath gradually stabilized, and when he opened his eyes, he thought about it for a while, and picked up the blood river map from the ground. Evil Dao Spells, he didn't know how to practice, picked up the Blood River Diagram, and he included it in the Black Lotus Holy Ring.

Now that Wu Sansheng is dead, there is no one else in the cemetery, taking a deep breath, Jiang Yan suddenly thought of something. In the past few days since he came to the cemetery, he has not seen the Great Zhou ghost army, and now he thinks about it, so he looks around.

Baizhang Cemetery, there are dead bodies everywhere, Jiang Yan searched carefully, but still couldn't find those soldiers' souls, turned the cemetery over, and he unwillingly returned to the same place.

"How is it possible, where are those ghost armies? How can they not be found!"

Standing in the middle of the cemetery, Jiang Yan tried to sense it again, and after probing, he heard a voice in the dark, and the sound came from the coffin.

"Is it a coffin?

The deceased is the biggest, Jiang Yan has not put the coffin in the search range, and now he suddenly heard a voice from the coffin, and he noticed this thing.

Taking a deep breath, Jiang Yan lifted the lid of the coffin.

"What is this?" but saw that there was nothing in the coffin, and there was a deep staircase in the coffin.

Seeing this scene, Jiang Yan thought about it, a few vigilant looks appeared on his face, he carefully entered the coffin, moved his left foot, and slowly stepped on the first step with his foot raised.

Calm, extremely calm, as if, this is the most ordinary step.

"Is it really just the most ordinary steps? ”

"No, so many people died in the first layer of the cemetery, it is impossible that there are no traps in this second layer of the underground palace, could it be that the traps are in the depths?" Jiang Yan couldn't help but have a thought in his heart, his previous experience told him that the safer the place, the more dangerous it was.

Pulling out the sword at his waist, Jiang Yan became more and more cautious.

"Whoosh......"

Suddenly, a tree vine was wrapped around Jiang Yan's ankle, and sure enough, there was another trap in this second layer of the cemetery.

"It's the Oniki Vine ......"

Jiang Yan was shocked in his heart, and immediately raised his sword and slashed, and before the sharp sword in his hand fell, he was suddenly pulled down. This force was too strong, he had no way to resist, and in an instant, he was pulled out dozens of meters away.

"Drink ......"

At the moment of crisis, Jiang Yan burst into the air, hurriedly inserted the long sword in his hand into a layer of bluestone steps, frowned, he used all his strength, only to see that after most of the Xuanbing Sword was submerged in the steps, he stopped the fall.

The demon vine was still wrapped around his ankle, and the powerful pulling force seemed to tear his body apart, and after enduring the sharp pain in his left leg, he took out a sword from the storage bag, which was his original weapon. Taking out the sword, he decisively slashed at his ankle, he didn't spare his hand at all, and he took out twelve points of strength for this blow.

Ruthless to the enemy, even more ruthless to himself, if the tree vine can't block Jiang Yan's sword, he will even cut off his own leg with this blow.

"Give me ......"

Jiang Yan frowned, his face showed a hint of determination, he didn't know what danger was below, he didn't dare to risk his life, if he sacrificed a leg and could save his life, he would not hesitate decisively.

"Khooth!"

There was a sound of gold and iron, and the sword slashed at the vine, only to see that the sword broke through the skin of the vine.

The skin of the vine was tor......n open, and in the depths of the two-story cemetery, a scream suddenly came out, and the sound was agitated and intertwined, echoing throughout the cemetery.

The vine was cut by Jiang Yan, and a fishy sweet smell suddenly reached the tip of his nose, and he saw that a large amount of ink-black liquid flowed out of the vine, which was its "blood".

Jiang Yan never talks nonsense when doing things, the blow just now only cut through the skin of the tree vine, and now the tree vine has not let go, with a bang, he pulled out the Xuan Ice Sword and launched another attack, this time, he still used all his strength.

"Come again, cut off my ......" Looking at the vines between his feet, there was a crazy look in his eyes, and a fine light burst out from his eyes, and Jiang Yan let out a roar from his mouth.

This sword, he replaced it with a thorn, the Xuan Ice Sword is a magic weapon, it is extremely powerful, the thorn can concentrate more power than the slash, this time he wants to completely break the vine, and with one blow, as he expected, the vine was stabbed and broken.

Smack!

The vine was cut off by Jiang Yan, and it immediately retracted, only to hear a strange sound under the mausoleum, as if someone had been slapped in the face again and again.

"The power of that vine pulling me just now is at least a thousand powers, and there is a thousand-year-old ghost tree down here?" Jiang Yan took a deep breath and retreated a few steps, he vaguely felt that there was a big murderer below.

The yin wind was blowing, and under the stairs, a green light suddenly appeared, and a huge gossip appeared in the depths of the stairs, and suddenly, the second layer of the mausoleum was illuminated by the ghostly light, and the "blood" of the ghost wood triggered the gossip formation.

"It's ......"

The ghostly light lit up, Jiang Yan was extremely surprised, but under the stairs, in the second layer of the mausoleum, a three-zhang high ancient tree appeared, and a fruit like a human heart hung on the ancient tree.

"Soul Condensing Fruit!Ghost Wood Tree Vine, is this an evil thing planted by Wu Sansheng?" Before the Ghost Wood Tree Vine appeared, Jiang Yan frowned slightly, and said secretly in his heart.

The Soul Condensing Fruit can condense the three souls and seven spirits of ghost cultivation, it is a strange thing, this thing needs to be watered with blood, and the righteous path monks will not plant this kind of demonic thing.

"Wu Sansheng is dead, the Soul Condensing Fruit is ripe, if this thing is refined into medicine, it can warm the qi and blood in my body, and can help me repair the dark wounds in my body, this thing is very rare. Now, what should I do?" Jiang Yan's eyes flashed, and a trace of hesitation appeared on his face, he wanted to get the Soul Condensing Fruit, but he didn't want to risk his life, and now, he didn't know what to do.

The thousand-year-old ghost wood tree vine is almost equivalent to the lower grade monk of the Sanhua Realm, and with Jiang Yan's current state, it is extremely difficult for him to take down the ghost wood.

"Drink ......" Jiang Yan thought about it, and under the stairs, there was another change, but this time, hundreds of "people" appeared.

The ghost wood can detain the soul of the monk, these days, the soul condensing fruit is about to ripen, in order to guard the fruit, the ghost wood has brought the ghost army to the second layer, just now it was cut off by Jiang Yan A tree vine, and now it is already angry. This time, it summoned the ghost army, and it didn't take long to give birth to spiritual consciousness, so it didn't know how to write the word "strategy" at all, and he couldn't think of ambushing Jiang Yan at all.

Before the ghost soldiers appeared, they immediately gathered together, drawing horses and swords, and all the ghosts roared, glaring at Jiang Yan angrily.

"Kill ......"

The ghost army was unconscious, smelling the breath of a living person, and they went straight towards Jiang Yan.

"It turns out that the Great Zhou Ghost Army is here! Okay, good, I never thought that there is no endless road. Today, it's time for me to get this soul condensing fruit!" The ghost army came towards him, Jiang Yan was not afraid at all, he triggered the formation and restrained all the ghosts, these ghost troops were all ordinary ghosts, and they couldn't break free from the shackles of the gossip formation.

The ghost army was sealed in the void by the gossip array, Jiang Yan chuckled indifferently and slowly descended the steps, now, he is not afraid of the ghost wood.

Heaven is evil, you can still live, you can do your own evil, you can't live, this ghost wood has spiritual sense for only a hundred years, it doesn't know what it means to "one thing down one thing", it calls the ghost army out, it is really the old birthday star hanging, looking for death.

"Hahaha, ah! haha, haha, haha......"

"Six Realms of Reincarnation and Spiritual Enlightenment......!

There is endless netherworld qi in the Black Lotus Holy Ring, Jiang Yan restrained all the ghosts, and in an instant, the netherworld qi was brought out. He was worried that he couldn't find the ghost army, and now that the ghost army had thrown themselves into the net, he naturally wouldn't let them go.

"The dream realm of the first life is opened, the path of Shura, and the six realms of reincarnation are opened......"

Jiang Yan entered the Blood River Ancient Land in order to collect these ghost armies, and now he can't wait to recover all the ghosts, and during the spell, he has attracted hundreds of zhang of netherworld qi.

The spirit of the underworld condenses the ghost army, and all the ghosts fall into a dream, and they are about to be reborn, waiting for the ghost army to come out and kill the ghost wood, but in an instant.

Seeing that the ghost army was motionless, the ghost wood retreated to the depths of the mausoleum.