However, after Jing Wuqing fell along the cliff for less than a dozen breaths, she found that the blood stains on the edge of the cliff were interrupted, and more importantly, she let go of her divine sense and went all the way down the cliff to the bottom of the abyss canyon, but she couldn't find the boy who fell.

Jing Wuqing slowly fell into the air at the bottom of the abyss, and the terrifying divine consciousness of the Jin Dan period was released, spreading along the canyon and in all directions, covering the surrounding area for nearly a hundred miles.

But after a while, Jing Wuqing couldn't help frowning, within a hundred miles, there was no one at all, and it was impossible for a Qi Refining Stage cultivator to escape such a long distance in the blink of an eye.

At the bottom of the abyss, it is extremely wide, with streams crisscrossing the country, dense forests, and boulders.

Jing Wuqing swept back and forth at the bottom of the canyon for dozens of miles with a puzzled face, but still couldn't find the slightest trace.

Later, she searched all the way down the blood stains on the cliff again, and her divine sense almost penetrated a few miles below here, but she still couldn't detect anything unusual, or the body of the fallen young man, not even traces and residual breath.

"How is this possible? Even if he falls here, he will definitely leave traces, and that person's dantian was directly shattered by my sword light, how can he escape?"

Jing Wuqing's powerful divine sense shrouded the inside of this canyon, his face was full of puzzlement, and he frowned and muttered to himself.

After staying in the middle of the canyon for a long time, the skull staff in Jing Wuqing's hand suddenly waved, and a group of skulls appeared out of thin air, densely packed, creaking, and the sound made people's scalps tingle.

Thousands of skulls, under the command of Jing Wuqing, swished along both sides of the canyon and began to **** out, almost clinging to the ground all the way from here and disappearing.

And Jing Wuqing, after seeing that the skull had completely disappeared, she glanced at this place at the back of the most, and her eyebrows were still deeply locked, but after the most scarcity, she shook her body slightly, swept up, and disappeared at the bend at the other end of the canyon in the blink of an eye.

With the disappearance of the hordes of skulls and the departure of the vultures, the canyon returned to peace.

However, in less than a stick of incense, between the boulders and the dense forest below the canyon, there were once again terrifying and cold creaks, and thousands of skulls appeared in the canyon again, and the astonishing death and yin qi suddenly rose to the sky and scattered in all directions.

And after the group of skulls appeared in less than a few breaths, on the canyon sky, a white sword light appeared, and in the blink of an eye, it stopped in the middle of the canyon, but it was the thorn and the love returned.

"It seems that this person has a more subtle body to avoid the detection of my divine sense, and may have fled this place calmly......"

Jing Wuqing inspected the canyon again, but still couldn't find any clues, his face couldn't help showing chagrin and unwillingness, and then he thought of the skeletal boy who was killed, and his eyes were even more murderous.

If she hadn't been so light on the enemy just now, she wouldn't have allowed this young man to escape, and this person could survive from the magma lake in the blood pool, how could she be an ordinary person, or because she was outside at this time, she thought that she was a Jindan stage cultivator, and it could be said that she could be caught in the hands of a Qi refining stage, but now it is planted in the hands of the other party.

"I was injured before, but now my vitality has not fully recovered, if I meet someone from another sect or the Northern Regions, it will be troublesome......"

Jing Wuqing wandered in the canyon for a long time, and finally reluctantly put away the group of skulls, held the skull staff, and flew away from here with the sword light.

Abyssal Canyon.

Except for the dead and yin left over from the group of skulls, the place was silent again.

Two full hours passed, and in a crack under the canyon wall, there was a sudden clattering sound of mountain rocks cracking.

In less than a few breaths, the gap, which was originally only half a zhang in size, had already been slashed open by a blunt sword with an incomparably simple texture like stone.

Burst!

Emerging from the crack in the mountain wall, it was naturally Zhang Yan, who held the red and blue light in his hand and the Gagara fire wing, which had long since disappeared, and staggered out of the crack in the mountain wall, his face was pale, his eyes were like ashes, and his clothes were full of blood, and when he came to the edge of the cave that had been opened, he finally couldn't help but spit out a piece of blood.

Looking down at the dantian, there was a large bloody mouth, the blood flowed, the entire dantian was even more shattered, all the mana had long since dissipated, and there was still a white dead air spreading, but the infant was still sitting silently on the broken dantian.

"The dantian has been abolished, and there is no way to cultivate, which is equivalent to completely cutting off the path of cultivating immortals, and it is no different from mortals......"

Zhang Yan's eyes were full of dead silence and corruption, and he looked at his dantian blankly, trembling slightly.

Before, he opened the ancient umbrella and completely resisted the attack of the girl's skull staff and the terrifying bone-drawing spell, but he was still shocked by the impact of the big staff, and his spirit was unstable.

However, this did not allow him to suffer such trauma, the most deadly thing was that in the middle of the air where he fell into the abyss canyon, a strange skull sword light of the girl could actually bypass the ancient umbrella and pierce his dantian, and even if the sword light was fully defended, except for the ancient umbrella, he could not resist the next bit.

At that time, falling in mid-air, watching the sword light pierce into the dantian, and the pain felt from the dantian, Zhang Yan already knew that the Dao dantian had been completely abolished.

But in order to save his life, when Zhang Yan fell to the cliff of the canyon halfway, he just fought the moment the mana in the dantian dissipated, cast a divine shadow shift, aimed at a gap in the canyon, teleported to it, and then used the ancient umbrella to cover his breath tightly, so as to escape the detection of the girl's powerful divine sense.

Now.

Looking at his broken dantian, as well as the mana that dissipated inside, the meridians were even more empty, and Zhang Yan's heart was like ashes.

"Could it be that there must be such a catastrophe in the dark, and the avenue will not be able to achieve it?"

However, Zhang Yan's eyes were dull and silent for a long time, and he suddenly smiled bitterly, and then his eyes looked at the top of the canyon again, and he was silent.

However, Zhang Yan still kept his senses, holding a flying sword, and sat down on the edge of the mountain wall with difficulty.

Even if the dantian was abolished, the spells could not be cast, and it was even more difficult for Edgeworth to do, his divine sense and body were not greatly damaged.

In particular, he cultivates the Bone Forging Skill, this set of magical mutilated exercises, which does not need mana support at all, can be used, and can still be done to avoid some dangers.

For the restoration of the dantian, Zhang Yan also knew that the hope of Lu Dao was extremely slim, but now the most important thing is to leave this place, save his life, and then find a way.

Now that he was in good sense, he easily took out the remaining half bottle of Yuluo liquid from the storage ring, and didn't want to drink it all.

Although this elixir liquid is very precious, and it is used to refine the very precious life-killing pill, if the life is gone, it will be in vain to keep this elixir.

Zhang Yan swallowed the Yuluo liquid, and immediately felt that there was a cool and warm aura in his body, along the meridians, converging on the broken dantian that had been hit hard.

As the liquid medicine converged on the dantian, Zhang Yan clearly felt the slowdown of the injury, although the dantian was broken and could not be repaired, but the external flesh wounds had begun to slow down, and the blood had stopped and began to scab.

But what made Zhang Yan helpless was that the Yuluo liquid did not have the slightest effect on the dead qi and yin qi left in the broken dantian.

The sword light that the girl cast carried an astonishing amount of death and yin qi, which were unique to the White Bone Gate cultivator, and it was different from the death qi on the Yin corpse of the Corpse Refining Gate.

Zhang Yan already knew the power of the death qi and yin qi of the Dao Dao when the sword light pierced into his body, but he couldn't imagine that these dead qi were not corrosive like the corpse refining gate, but they were as difficult as maggots on the tarsal bones, and the jade Luo liquid couldn't force it out, and now he had no mana, which was even more in vain.

The most terrible thing is that those dead qi and yin qi are still spreading along the broken dantian towards the meridians, Zhang Yan himself has cultivated the exercises of the Thousand Spirits Sect, and he can still resist that yin qi, but that dead qi can't resist at all, even if his physical body is strong, those dead qi still slowly spread.

If these dead qi can't be completely suppressed, no matter how strong Zhang Yan's physical body is, sooner or later it will be destroyed and devoured by these things.

However, after taking the Yuluo liquid, most of the wounds on Zhang Yan's body had obviously recovered, and the speed of the spread of those dead qi had slowed down a lot.

Zhang Yan looked inwardly and probed, and found that except for the dissipation of the broken mana of the dantian in his body, and the entanglement of those dead qi and yin qi, everything else was fine.

But the dantian was broken, Zhang Yan was still extremely weak, he ran the bone forging skill, and his movements were full of stiffness and stumbled from the mountain wall to the canyon.

At this moment of running the Bone Forging Exercise, Zhang Yan suddenly felt that the spread of death qi and yin qi in his body suddenly stagnated, and he was actually suppressed.

Zhang Yan's eyes couldn't help but show surprise, and he didn't want to fully unleash the bone forging skill, and then he rushed towards the other side of the canyon, towards the north.

Although he had no mana, with his bone forging skills and strong body, his speed was still extremely fast, and he disappeared at the end of the canyon in less than a few breaths.

Half a day later, on the edge of a wasteland in a hundred miles north of the canyon here, Zhang Yan appeared on an official road that was obviously often passed, and his face was still pale.

At this moment, it is already late, the sunset is slanting westward, the sun is shining, the land is soaked in the sunset, except for the car marks on the official road, there is no one, dead wood and stones, and the roadside is desolate.

Zhang Yan looked along the official road that extended to the north, frowned and groaned for a long time, and when he got up, he actually swept into the barren mountains next to the official road.

At the bottom of a mountain range, Zhang Yan directly used the flying sword to dig out a small cave, although it was not a flying sword, but with the sharpness of the flying sword, in less than a few kung fu, the small cave had been dug up.

"I hope I can meet a caravan heading to the Northern Regions tomorrow, otherwise it will be unrealistic for me to go north alone. ”

In the cave mansion, Zhang Yan thought to himself, he knew that the official road of the Dao was a secular country leading to the Northern Regions, and it was also a realm of cultivation that could lead to the Northern Regions, but he was on the road alone, not to mention that he was not familiar with the Northern Regions, even if he was familiar, with his current situation, he would be unlucky if he encountered any Qi refining period cultivator with evil thoughts in his heart.

Although the Golden Wing Small Ball is now more than enough to deal with a monk in the late stage of the Qi Refining Period, he does not dare to take risks at all, and it is not surprising that a lone casual cultivator, even if he is a foundation building stage cultivator, is swallowed by others and has no bones left.

"Senior, the imprint in the sea of my consciousness is so subtle that I can't even notice it. However, those old monsters of the Thousand Spirits Sect, could it be that they could still sense this mark in my sea of consciousness at such a distance?"

After a while, Zhang Yan couldn't help but ask.

"Hmph, the marks left by those little guys in the Thousand Spirits Sect are still quite powerful, you let go of the divine soul, wait for me to erase it, and the rest will be said ......later."

As an old voice came, the small pebble on Zhang Yan's chest flashed slightly, and immediately shot out a spiritual light from inside, and in the blink of an eye, it fell into the center of his eyebrows and disappeared.