In the depths of Huiyun Volcano, behind a rock ravine, Bai Yitong pushed down a few pieces of rubble, slowly revealing his figure. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info On that day, the mountain range changed dramatically, and most of the Nayuan disciples of the Immortal and Demon Realms did not have time to escape, and were swallowed up by the abyss giant mouth. Some of them were incinerated into smoke and dust by the sudden eruption of magma. Some of them were swept into the depths of the abyss by the tumbling waves of qi.

Bai Yitong was swept deep underground by the wave of qi, rampage, and finally embedded in a pile of rubble. After the wave passed, he moved a little and found that there was no serious problem.

It's a long way from where the lava erupted, so it's not too hot. Ordinary Nayuan monks can easily resist by opening a thin layer of mana shield.

When all the dust settled, Bai Yitong looked around and found that the place where he was was turned out to be a building ruin. Although the ruins look very old and scattered, they are definitely man-made. In other words, in the depths of the cloud mountains, there were a large number of human monks active. With such speculation, maybe the ancient treasure trove that Yi Qianxing said really exists.

If this speculation is true, looking at the general outline of this ruin, it should be the location of the secondary treasury of the ancient treasure house. Although it is recorded in the Kyushu Chronicles that this sub-library has long been carved up, Bai Yitong still wants to find out. Since God arranged for him to be here, it was a chance in the dark.

However, it has been silent for nearly 10,000 years, and I don't know if anything has changed. There is no one else here, and Bai Yitong is no longer hidden. He released Jia Ying and put on another layer of armor. Finally, the whole set of Eight Spirit Flying Wings was released, and then he slowly touched towards the ruins.

Dark and deep underground, silent ruins. There may be undusted bones and unscrupulous souls. Everything, we don't know.

Bai Yitong firmly believes that this place of silence for 10,000 years will never be as calm as it seems on the surface. Although in my mind, there is no danger warning. However, a crisis can strike at any time.

Jia Ying behind him was still expressionless, and the Divine Realm bow and arrow in his hand were simply carried. Although Bai Yitong called Jia Ying less and less. However, basically every few days, I still talk to her. He knew that although Jia Ying was a flower and plant, it must also be thoughtful. It's just that the way of thinking of flowers and plants is completely different from that of human beings. If nothing else, let's just say that Jia Ying can not only learn things quickly, but also create new things based on what he has learned. This alone can prove that Bai Yitong's idea is somewhat reasonable.

"It's coming!"

Suddenly, Bai Yitong's eyes instinctively trembled. Then, there was finally an early warning in the consciousness.

This was his first abnormal reaction since approaching the ruins. The danger warning flashed away, making Bai Yitong frown. He tentatively walked forward for a while, but there was still no response. However, compared to the previous atmosphere, it suddenly became weird.

This strange atmosphere is somewhat similar to that of the cult ruins, but it is not the same. Despite this, Bai Yitong still did not stop. As the distance deepened, a thin gray mist rose around at some point. In the haze, there seemed to be something floating inside and outside the ruins.

"Boom......"

Suddenly, in the silent air, there seemed to be the strange laughter of a child. Listen carefully, but there is no sound.

Of course, Bai Yitong would not think that this was an illusion, because he had a delicate mind and a pure heart technique. Psychic attacks are almost ineffective against him.

Since it is not an illusion, then there must be something strange about this sound.

Then he walked deeper into the ruins, through a ruined wall that resembled a passage, and in front of him was an open stone door. The stone gate is very thick and heavy, and it cannot be pushed by manpower. In the past, it must have been opened and closed by using mechanisms.

Bai Yitong was just about to step in, but suddenly a black shadow flashed behind him in his consciousness. The speed of the shadow was very fast, and it was almost teleporting in a flash.

With a "whoosh", a flying sword burst out of the air and struck a blow along the place where the black shadow went.

Bai Yitong quickly turned around, and there was nothing behind him. And the flying sword that was struck out also fell into the vacancy. At this time, the previous baby's laughter sounded strangely behind him. Moreover, in the divine sense, the black shadow flashed again.

This time, Bai Yitong didn't rush out again, he slowly closed his eyes, carefully feeling everything around him. In addition to his divine sense, his body also emitted a circle of aura waves that were mainly inductive. And Linglong's mind was running rapidly, carefully analyzing the information transmitted back by this circle of breath waves.

"Huh..."With an eerie laugh, the dark shadow flashed again. In addition to his divine sense this time, Bai Yitong also clearly felt the trajectory of the black shadow's movement from the feedback breath wave.

"As a ghost, but not in samsara. Continuing to dwell on the world, why is it so painful..."

Based on the form of the black shadow and previous experience, Bai Yitong roughly judged the type of opponent.

Between the heaven and earth of Kyushu, there have been five tribes of demons, demons, immortals, humans and ghosts since ancient times. Except for the Terrans, the other four races are all more or less related to the Terrans. The ghost clan is formed by absorbing the breath of the underworld after the death of a person or a monk.

Now it seems that the aura of the underworld in this ruin is really strong. It is not a problem to give birth to a ghost clan in this environment, the question is how many ghost clans have been born here in 10,000 years.

"Huh..."

The ghost reappeared, but this time it came straight to Bai Yitong. Its speed was almost instantaneous, in a flash.

Bai Yitong snorted coldly, and instantly opened the Lei Gang technique in the Nine Rings Field. The surroundings were instantly filled with the aura of thunder spirits, and in the sound of "popping", a series of chain explosion thunder chains filled the scene.

The thunder department specializes in overcoming the evil devil and the evil spirit, and the ghost shadow was shrouded by the thunder gang and was instantly dispersed. A moment later, it trembled and appeared outside the white pupils. It can be seen that it is indeed very afraid of thunder.

The ghost seems to have suffered a lot of vitality, and it has not hidden anymore after it appeared. Bai Yitong turned to look, but it was a ghost baby who was less than three years old. This infant ghost clan has a terrible face, and it seems to be very fierce. However, at this time, the vitality was injured, but it was unable to move. Bai Yitong walked towards it step by step, and the moment his finger was raised, a thunder chain was slowly raised.

"Immortal spare your life!"

Suddenly, another white ghost flashed. This white ghost is also a baby, and immediately protects the black ghost boy when it appears.

"What is the reason why you died at a young age, and you should have entered samsara to seek liberation, but you stayed in this earthly world?"

Bai Yitong saw that the ghost boy in white had no intention of hurting anyone, so he temporarily put down the thunder attack.

"The immortal spares his life. Our two underworld ghost clans are both miserable people, and we have suffered a miserable fate in our lives......"

The white-clothed ghost boy was like a big brother, protecting the trembling black-clothed ghost boy in his arms. (To be continued.) )