Zhang Qian's eyes closed slightly, he was extremely satisfied with the destructive power possessed by this blood refining black gold sword qi after the completion of the great achievement, and slightly estimated the time in his heart, two months of time were spent in this underground abyss, and now it should be nearly mid-July, although he doesn't know the specific time, but the Zhongyuan Festival should be between these two days, remembering the ghost and reminding him of the day, he didn't want to stay here for a long time, his head was full of green silk flying, and he drove his body to break through the air.

Naturally, it was urged to refine the black gold sword qi of the blood, and it was like a person who cultivated flying swords, and the sword flew.

Ordinary sword cultivation can only be used with a sword, but up and down his body, the hair nails are added to one piece, I am afraid that there are thousands of them, and the speed is naturally much faster, and the hair and nails are all born of flesh and blood, the same as the heart, and the flexibility is even more incomparable to ordinary sword cultivation, in this rugged and tortuous, dangerous abyss is also at ease, such a means is by no means comparable to the previous flight with the power of the Eagle God Dao clothes to communicate with the power of the wind, regardless of speed, Flexibility is stronger than several times, but will not be limited by the environment, if the wind is flying, if the air circulation is not smooth, the power of the wind is weak, the speed will be greatly reduced, and this method is more economical Yuan Jing, the benefits are needless to say.

In a moment, he flew out of the abyss and came to the middle of the frozen lake.

Looking around, the dark cave is shimmering, all kinds of rare metal ores can be seen everywhere, and there is no trace of excavation damage, the ghost is really a person with quirks, the things in this cave are not taken, Zhang Qian naturally does not believe his set of "heaven to take it, must give it first" The truth, when you take it, everything is obedient to your heart, what is the will of heaven, and do not speculate, the mind moves, the head of green silk falls off out of thin air, and turns into a ghostly light in the cave to penetrate and cut, only to hear the sound of collapse suddenly remembered, the gravel on the rock wall rolled down, and the ore and metal embedded in it were stripped out, and there were nearly 100 pieces.

These exposed rock surfaces are only a very small part of the content contained here, and there are not many precious things in the depths of the rock wall, but Zhang Qian is not greedy.

If you blindly grab the bone and suck the marrow, it is likely to cause this underground cave to collapse, and then you will have great ability, and it will be difficult to escape the birth, which is really the end of retribution.

He didn't believe in fate, but he was a man who understood.

The blood refining black gold sword qi was withdrawn, restored to its original appearance, and then rolled up his sleeves, urging the prohibition on the Eagle Shinto robe, bringing up a strong force of Xunfeng, and he saw that the wind in the cave was raging, flying sand and stones, and the metal ore that was free from the shackles of the rock wall flew towards him quickly, and disappeared into the darkness in front of him, and he was naturally included in the dust cave sky, and he counted it slightly in his heart, including more than 700 catties of dark copper, more than 400 catties of cold iron, More than 100 catties of ice tungsten, in addition to a gourd of nether sand, are rare materials for refining magic weapons, the value is immeasurable, and now they are all collected together, and they will come from many uses.

"Together, these things contain the energy of Gengjin that is incomparable to even the Nine Palaces Golden Pagoda, and in the future, you can not only continue to refine and melt into your hair and nails, but also go to Wanyuan Building to exchange some medicinal materials. ”

Just as he was doing this, a dark wind suddenly rolled up in the abyss in the middle of the glacial lake, and the ice melted everywhere it passed, but no flowing water was formed.

It's as if the wind has blown the ice into powder.

Then a strange whistling sound surged from the abyss, like a thousand ghosts crying, which made people's hearts tremble.

"Could it be that today is the Midyear Festival!" Zhang Qian's heart suddenly swelled up with an ominous premonition, and when he raised his eyes, he saw that there were many ghosts in the yin wind, and there were countless ghosts, while he figured out the situation for a moment, the ghosts like a tide had rushed towards him, like a line of ocean tides, and there was an overwhelming momentum, among which the ghosts were in different shapes, or the head was different, or the stomach was broken, the stump and the arm were broken, and the ghost lost its physical sustenance. Most of the thoughts and appearances presented are the most unforgettable scenes in life, that is, the tragic situation before death, so the temperament is also extremely fierce and loves to kill people.

Zhang Qian's face was gloomy, and with a wave of his hand, a cloud of fire surged towards the place where the yin wind came from.

Countless evil ghosts turned into ashes, and for a while the sound of crying was loud, and it was like a miserable laugh, Zhang Qian's eyebrows were slightly wrinkled, and he saw that the gate of the ice lake and the abyss that seemed to be connected to the netherworld was opened, and the evil ghosts were endless, and they were killed countless by the fire clouds, and the cave was still crying loudly. Laughing miserably, the yin wind fluttered more and more fiercely, and actually suppressed the fire cloud burning just a few points, he is not a stupid person, so at such a juncture, he naturally will not do more entanglement, with half an acre of fire cloud to seal the road in front of him, and then urge the blood refining black gold sword qi, turned into a black light and went towards the cave, although those evil ghosts have the heart to devour people, and the back and forth are like a wind, but they are not as fast as him.

In an instant, he was thrown away without a trace, and there was not much threat.

Beneath the abyss of the glacial lake, endless ghosts are still spreading outward, like a lake after a month of heavy rain.

In the darkness of the abyss, clumps of darkness drifted in the dim light of the fire, and on the other side of the darkness, it was like an exiled world, desolate and cold, and ghosts constantly drifted out of it.

Midyear Festival solstice, 100 ghosts day tour.

July 14 is the day of the year when the yin energy is at its peak, the yang energy in the world is weakened, evil ghosts are rampant, and there are no taboos.

However, at this moment, the countless yin spirits floating in the shadows, as if facing the most terrifying demon god in the world, suddenly stopped the crowding and noise, and their expressions fell to the ground, just shivering.

An arm suddenly poked out of the drifting darkness, the complexion was blue and black, like moss along the ancient well, the five fingers were slender and strong, the nails were like gold and iron, shrouded by a layer of misty yellow mist, exuding a heavy breath of death, the deep underground world seemed to fall into silence with the appearance of this arm, the arm slowly groped along the edge of the darkness, and then the five fingers were tightly clenched, as if grasping the darkness of the invisible substance in the palm of the hand, and with a sharp pull, the darkness spread suddenly, and the passage of the underworld of the underworld expanded more than two or three times in an instant, and a huge body drilled out of it。

The black hole, which is more than half a foot high, is like a low dog hole to him.

This evil ghost is full of red hair, like fluffy grass, a pair of pointed ears, a long face and a square mouth, round eyes, like the size of a bull's eye, a lion's nose, blood-red mountain eyebrows are high and protruding, as far as the face is concerned, it is extremely impersonal, the naked body is full of horizontal meat, the hair is messy, people are frightened, after coming out of the passage, seeing the ghost crawling on the feet, the face shows disgust, the mouth opens like a bull's roar, the huge sound wave turns into substance, and spreads in all directions, and everywhere it goes, the ghost is scattered like mist, and then the evil ghost looks up and sucks it, and countless living souls are swallowed by him, and he does not chew, like drinking water, all into the stomach。

These ghosts have been tempered by the years, and they have endured for a long time, and they have some Taoism, which can be classified as first-class ghost paths, and they are not as easy to dissipate as mortal souls, and they are still unconscious when they are sucked into their wombs, and they let out desperate screams and cries.

And this burst of sound seemed to come from his mouth and stomach, which was terrifying.

In the Qinghe Mine, Zhang Qian's rugged mine flew by, like a bat, although there was darkness around him, but it was difficult to have any impact on him, the roar from behind him and the ghost cry like a tide, made him speed up a few points again, just in the abyss under the ice lake, the red-haired demon devoured tens of thousands of souls, until the eyes were quiet, then he felt satisfied, wiped his mouth, as if talking to himself:" Although this ghost has escaped from the underworld now, he used to be with Ma Mian after all, specializing in capturing and killing lonely souls and wild ghosts, and you and other little ghosts dare to grab the road with me, I really don't know whether to live or die. ”

With a wave of his hand, a red light flew out of his hand, but it was a huge steel fork.

Mottled like rust, if you look closely, it is old blood scale, and I don't know how many dead souls have been under this fork.

As the steel fork cut through the void, a miserable howl suddenly came from the darkness in the distance, it turned out that there was still a ghost hidden in that corner, but it was different from ordinary ghosts, the face was delicate, with a bit of bookish atmosphere, and the edges and corners were clear, and the clothes on the body were also wrinkled, and it was actually cultivated into a body, the ghost path practice was extremely difficult, affected by the breath of the Yellow Spring in the underworld, the memories before death were scattered, and only in this way could it be reincarnated, but there were dead people who had extremely heavy resentments in their lives, and the breath of the Yellow Spring could not be dissolved, so they stayed in the underworld, but the human nature dissipated, and the muddy nightmare was like a cystLike beasts, these ghosts are the lowest level of existence, and most of them are eaten by other evil spirits.

There are others, tempered by time, gradually recalling all kinds of things in life, regaining fragmentary memories, and restoring their original appearance, which is the second kind of existence.

If the memory is completely restored, and the mind is complete, no different from when it was alive, it is considered a third existence.

If you go further, you will cultivate your body and live with others, and if you don't have a certain path, it will be difficult to distinguish the flaws, and you will already be powerful, no less than the monks who have cultivated true qi.

However, such an existence, under the steel fork, was directly seriously injured.

"The ghost handsome spares his life, the kid doesn't have the intention to peep, but he is greedy for the prosperity of the world, so he escaped when the door of the underworld was opened, if the ghost is not allowed, the kid will go back. The ghost came out of the darkness, the body was fragmented, the steel fork penetrated his body, submerged into the rock behind him, like into the mud, this scholar is also a proficient in human affairs, and there is no intention to hit the stone with an egg, the fierce god in front of him is one of the ten ghosts of the underworld, although he is no longer supported by the power of the underworld, but his own strength is by no means his own challenge, and he knows his mind, and hurriedly said: "Today's matter, I will not mention half a sentence after I go back." ”

"If you don't talk about it, if you go to several hells, even the gods will speak, how can I believe you. "Although the bull's face is rough, like a demon god, his mind is delicate.

Hearing this, the ghost who looked like a scholar suddenly had no ghost on his face.

The ghost handsome bull head glanced at him coldly, and said nonchalantly: "Now that I have left the underworld, I will also belong to the human world, and there is a lack of a servant by my side, so you can follow me." ”