But said that the colorful lizard disappeared in an instant, Li Jingliu didn't need to mention the feeling in his heart, for a while, he felt like the shadow of the lizard, so he had to wrap the feather coat tightly, retreat to a corner, and carefully stare at any place where the lizard might appear.

Unexpectedly, the lizard did not move at this time, Li Jingliu looked at it carefully for a long time, and the original vigilant spirit had to relax a little at this time, and at this time, a stream of water suddenly appeared above him, but the seemingly clear water splashed on the rock wall and brought out a small pit. Li Jingliu hurriedly dodged, and then ten thousand fine wind blades shot towards the source of the water flow.

There was no shadow of a lizard there, Li Jingliu thought about it, instead of waiting here, it was better to leave as soon as possible...... He shook his wings and rode the air currents to quickly float forward, in fact, his thoughts were completely fine, with the speed of the lizard, he couldn't catch up with the feather coat. After a moment of riding the wind away, there was a grave in front of it, why do you say that, it was full of human bones, even the bones of animals whose names could not be named, but there was no sign of a fight around, and the corpses were just thrown here like garbage.

The bones of the corpses, which had not yet completely decayed, gathered together with a pungent stench, and even a thin miasma hung over the grave. However, among the many corpses, there were obviously some treasures mixed in, and it seemed that someone had killed these creatures and threw them directly into this pit, and even the many magic weapons on those corpses were not bothered to take away.

Li Jingliu saw that some of those magic weapons even produced a thin layer of treasure light, and the brightness of that light even revealed that layer of miasma was exposed to the outside. Some of the corpses were also inserted with some flying swords full of aura, but the flying swords seemed to have just pierced the bones of the corpses, and they still had a solemn aura.

In Li Jingliu's view, this situation is equivalent to seeing a piece of dog's head gold lying on the ground in broad daylight, and the dim light of the precious metal goes straight to the human eye, but there is a fierce dog the size of a calf lying on his stomach next to him, and the fierce dog has his eyes slightly closed, and it is impossible to tell whether it is awake or asleep outside.

Is this gold to be picked or not to be picked? That's the question. Li Jingliu covered his nose and stared at the treasure pit for a moment, picking it up! Just take a cursory look, any thing in the pit is enough for him to eat for a lifetime, and a few things are nothing.

As for the miasma, the miasma is a kind of air flow, and his own feather coat is the feather of the air flow, what is there to be afraid of? Thinking about it, he put on his feather coat and went down to the pit, and sure enough, the moment the thick miasma touched the feather coat, it automatically separated, and those treasures revealed their true colors in front of his eyes.

The flying sword was slanted into the corpse, the clear pill pinched the fingers of the corpse, the strange flower basket set aside the surrounding stench, and emitted a little faint fragrance, the eyes of the beast corpse wrapped in clothes were as bright as Li beads, and even some of the semi-rotten skulls bloomed small pink and purple flowers, Li Jingliu looked at it, but it was the spiritual rhino incense recorded in the record of strange flowers and plants.

Lingxi incense, rootless and leafless, is a different flower that grows on the skull of the deceased, and its color is determined by the mental state of the deceased before his death. The more pink it is, the heavier the pain, and the use of its flower grinding powder on the tip of the nose of the living can make them directly feel the various scenes of the deceased, which is really a necessary choice for torture and torture.

I have to say that this decayed land full of the dead is also a treasure trove.

Li Jingliu tried to manipulate the breeze to dispel the rotten smell on the tip of his nose, but helplessly, the smell seemed to be quite stubborn, and it really relied on the tip of Li Jingliu's nose, constantly intruding on his breathing.

So he went up, held his breath fiercely, put a layer of poison cloth on his hand, and groped his way through the grave. He didn't pick and choose, he stuffed something into the Naxu Ring when he saw it, and he didn't say anything else, it was Naxu Ring, he picked up as many as three or five, Li Jingliu only felt that it was quite smooth when he picked up things, and he didn't even believe that he had such good luck, everything was normal, but the treasure was sharp, and he was a little awkward.

Even when Li Jingliu was excited, there was also a pair of excited eyes in the inconspicuous rock crevices between the stone walls, so much meat, such a rich aura, how long was it enough for my eighteen-aunt wife to eat?

Finally, the breath in his lungs seemed to be exhausted, and Li Jingliu hurriedly puffed up his wings and rose into the air, and in an instant, he rushed out of the dead place. He didn't dare to stop until he was about ten feet away from the miasma floating in the dead ground. He took out the Void Ring, put on a poison cloth and took out those treasures one by one, and the joy of picking up the treasures was shattered in an instant.

A treasure is a treasure, and the spiritual power is not a fake. It's just that everything can't stand the scrub of time, and now it seems that those treasures are not as smooth and translucent as before, and even emit treasure light, but are old and decayed. The blade of the flying sword was curly, the elixir was stained, and the flower basket was scattered with some corpse stench, only the spirit rhino incense was as vivid as before.

Li Jingliu knew that he had been tricked, and hurriedly took the antidote pill that had been prepared for a long time, and even the green jade vial containing the elixir was already dyed with the colorful rotten light. The transparent pills rolled out of the bottle, and those colorful rotten qi instantly climbed up on those pills, and in an instant, those pills were colorful and greasy, and the sweet and greasy smell crawled over the pills.

Li Jingliu suddenly felt a little dizzy, his legs were a little numb, and there was a feeling of numbness and itching on his palm, he hurriedly raised his hand to see, his palm was already colorful, and between raising his hand, some small pieces of minced meat fell from his palm. Fortunately, he didn't feel pain, just a slight tingling, from the palm of his hand to the heart.

The blooming Lingxi Fragrance smiled slightly, the skull-like buds opened the Heavenly Spirit Cover, and some of the pink-purple powder seemed to have grown legs, and instantly rushed towards Li Jingliu's direction, rushing straight towards Li Jingliu's nose.

Li Jingliu couldn't dodge, he couldn't even see the tiny powder clearly, he just stood there dizzy, watching the powder burrow into his nostrils and then rush into his brain.

One of the worst things in the world is watching your body slowly decay and being powerless, and the worse thing is that you can't do anything about the predicament you find yourself in when you're conscious. Li Jingliu's thought at this time was that the ginseng essence memory was really good, and this cave was really not a simple place.

It may sound a little untrue, but Li Jingliu is indeed thinking clearly at this time, he clearly knows that his body is rotting little by little, and the slightly itchy feeling has spread from the palm of his hand to the entire arm. The painful presentation of other people's memories that come to mind is presented in a thread.

At that time, there were many monks, and there were even two true immortals with the highest cultivation. Since entering the cave, everything has gone smoothly, killed two little monsters, harvested some spirit grass, I thought that this time the cave exploration, will be the same as many times before, there is no danger to spend, but everything ends here.

The smooth earth pit, the huge lizard, his sharp encirclement spread death intent like a blade, the layers of poisonous mist in his mouth were colorful, and the minions of the giant blade knocked the two true immortals to the ground in an instant, and then, there was a ferocious ravage, the lizard claws came down from above, and the cylindrical tongue was pointed, and it was extremely easy to pierce the heads of the two true immortals, and then, those pink and purple flowers bloomed.

The rest simply did not have the time or the ability to escape. The moment they saw the poisonous mist, they were already poisoned. The poisonous gas penetrated their eyes, and they fell to the ground, and the lizard's huge body pressed up, jumping and jumping, and the dust flew up. The smooth soil pit that was originally shallow and shallow was crushed by the lizard's jumping and collapsed three floors.

It hurts, it hurts, and the burning pain that started with the eyes burns all over the body in an instant, and the pressure of the weight is almost negligible compared to it.

Li Jingliu felt the deep pain very clearly with his brain, and he was surprised why he hadn't fainted yet. The body had lost sensation, and there was darkness in the eyes. He didn't know where he was, but he clearly realized that he was going to die, and even the feathers of the Heaven Opening Beast couldn't resist the call of death.

"Do you want to live?" said the strange voice of the golden shopkeeper abruptly in his ear. "If you die here, I can't keep your old father from being angry, and that Mo Shaoxia, the little fox, and even the half-dead ghost mother, they will all accompany you, are you sure you really want to die here?"

Li Jingliu's spirit perked up slightly, and he always had a small vial of blood hanging around his neck, the blood of the flesh and bones of the living and the dead. All it takes is three movements, and you're good to go...... No, you can't die...... Can't die......

Yes, you can't die, there seems to be an angry voice shouting in your body, you can't die! I can't die!

So, the fleshy hand moved slightly with the remnants of the broken meridians, and then, the hand that was only white and firm touched towards the neck, where there was a small bottle.

Li Jingliu has lost all senses, his skin and bones are broken, and even his brain is about to be eroded. He couldn't feel his hand moving, let alone the bottle. But the angry voice in the body began to roar, and the irascible coercion gave orders to the body with an irresistible will.

Get moving! Find the bottle and open it!

So, the bottle opened, and the clear green liquid slowly flowed out. In an instant, the white bones regained their vitality, and the jubilant vitality of life re-entered the bloodline. The skin and bones, and the meridians began to grow back, and Li Jingliu's damaged dead body quickly turned around in the lizard's stunned gaze.

The lizard didn't dare to move, he was scared. Not only was he shocked by the brutal coercion that frantically overflowed from the bones in front of him, the immortal man in his memory seemed to have returned here, he looked at his huge self with a smile, and even senselessly endured his fierce blows again and again, the erosion of the poisonous mist, but he was not dead, he was not dead, that is, his body was melted into only dry bones, and the vigorous vitality still surprised the lizard. Finally, the lizard was scared, for the first time, for the first time, for the first time the immortal people saw it.

He was scared and was about to leave, but the smiling man stood up and knocked out his 10,000-year-old cultivation with just one blow. Then he stiffly pulled out his own poison sac as compensation for his bleeding.

So the colorful poisonous lizard that has been guarding the cave of heaven and earth for 10,000 years has turned into a small lizard since that day, and even the monks in the feathering period can't beat it, and they have to endure the sarcasm and sarcasm of the eighteenth aunt every day. At this time, he suddenly saw this skill of resurrecting white bones, and his heart trembled three times in a row, and it was that little bit of murderous heart suddenly appeared and was shattered by the painful memories before.

The colorful lizard stood there cautiously, not daring to retreat or make a move, for fear that he would be treated so tragically as before, he hesitated for a while, and was timid, so he had to squat there and look at Li Jingliu, who was rapidly recovering.

After about half a pillar of incense, Li Jingliu, who had only white bones left, suddenly opened his eyes, and his rotten body was covered with muscles and flesh again, and his skin was covered little by little.