"Get out of the way!" the monk shouted, rushing directly towards Jiang Feng.

"I told me. Jiang Feng said, slapping his palm towards the monk who rushed over. A strong amount of spiritual power poured out of his palm, like a flood gushing out of a dam bursting its banks, and rushed towards the monk.

Jiang Feng had just made a move, and the monk did not fight back, but in a quick retreat, he avoided Jiang Feng's palm.

"Give me the Soul Nourishing Pill, or you won't want to leave here. Jiang Feng said to the monk.

The monk who was stopped by Jiang Feng looked at Jiang Feng angrily. Judging by his expression, this person should have wanted to rush over and fight Jiang Feng. But the man was just clenching his fists and not moving.

"You know very well the consumption of spiritual power here. Give me the Soul Nourishing Pill, or you won't want to leave here alive. Jiang Feng said, and pressed forward.

Seeing Jiang Feng coming, the anger on the monk's face became even heavier, but this person still didn't make a move, and he didn't rush towards Jiang Feng again. After Jiang Feng walked in a few steps, the man gritted his teeth and touched out the dark green jade bottle that he had taken away before.

"Here you go. As the monk spoke, he threw the Soul Nourishing Pill out of the hall. It's just that the direction of the throw is not Jiang Feng's place, but the left side of this person.

The bottle was moving rapidly in the air, and Jiang Feng directly chased after it. The monk who was stopped by Jiang Feng also hurriedly rushed into the distance. Jiang Feng didn't care about the monk at all, but was chasing the Soul Cultivation Pill.

Although the speed of the bottle flight was fast, Jiang Feng's speed was even faster. He grabbed the bottle almost instantly. The moment he grabbed the bottle, the ground suddenly shook violently, and then a loud bang was heard. Then the whole ground suddenly cracked, and the black tower collapsed at this time.

Within two hundred meters of the Black Tower, a ground crack was suddenly discovered. When the Black Tower fell, the cracked ground fell to the ground. And from under the cracked ground, there was a huge suction, sucking all the monks above. Even the monks who had not entered the formation area were affected by this powerful suction. Their bodies flew uncontrollably towards the area where they were rapidly falling.

At this time, there were constant screams and bursts of creepy laughter in the outer city. While the three gates were all open, the monks who entered the black city were dying in large numbers. The monks who are still alive are also desperately fleeing. Pursuing them was a black aura that glowed with a dark red glow and was filled with a strong aura of death. The laughter came from this black air.

Whenever a monk was caught up by the black qi, he would let out a terrible scream. When the black gas flew by, all that remained was a skeleton with a lost skull. In the black gas glowing with dark red light, I could also vaguely see skulls floating. And as more and more people are killed, there are more and more skulls in the black air.

These are basically monks who belong to the Northern Underworld, and it's not that they haven't thought of resisting. It's just a pity that they are not the opponents of the black gas. In the beginning, the black qi only picked the weakest monk to attack, and only chose one at a time. At that time, the other monks did not pay much attention. But soon, as more and more people died, the black qi began to become stronger. Up to now, even if dozens of monks joined forces, they couldn't stop the black qi. The monks had no other way but to flee.

The slaughter in the outer city continued, and the black qi had become stronger and stronger, and it was already filled with numerous skulls. At this time, the monks in the center had all fallen into the ground.

At a depth of 100 meters underground, among the piles of rubble, monks crawled out of the rubble. After these monks appeared, the first thing they did was to take out spirit stones or pills and spiritual fruits that could replenish spiritual power and take them. Although they were not physically injured, the loss of spiritual power was very huge. Basically, they don't have any spiritual power left. All of this is because of the previous formation, as well as the huge suction force when it fell.

Jiang Feng was also among these people, and he was also secretly recovering his spiritual power. At the same time, he, like the other monks, was looking around. The more they looked around, the more surprised the monks became. Because they didn't expect that under the black city, there was actually a dungeon. It's just that this dungeon has been destroyed. There were ruined buildings everywhere, and the corpse that had been dead for an unknown amount of time.

After the monks had recovered some of their spiritual power a little, they could feel that many divine senses were scanning around. After a few seconds, the monks flew up and flew towards the place. In the midst of the rubble, the monks sucked out the treasures that had fallen with them. It was precisely because of these treasures that the battle between the monks broke out.

There were scuffles going on in many places, and Jiang Feng didn't care about those people, nor did he care about those treasures. He moved quickly, looking for a way out. Before he fell, Jiang Feng had already got what he needed. Just now, he also handed over the things to the Flying Fish Boy and asked him to treat himself.

Just as Jiang Feng was about to rush out of the ground and return to the ground, a puff of black smoke suddenly appeared in front of Jiang Feng. The front end of the black smoke turned into a skull, and it opened its big mouth and bit towards Jiang Feng.

The sword qi that had been condensed in his fingertips lit out, directly penetrating the skull's black smoke eyebrows. The skull black smoke's large mouth opened and closed quickly. When Jiang Feng retreated slightly, the black smoke burst out. Several dark red skulls flew out of the black smoke, and after flying a little upward, they gathered together.

Jiang Feng was just about to use his sword to smash those skeletons, when above him, a huge formation suddenly appeared in the air. Jiang Feng, who was about to make a move, hurriedly stopped and quickly flew downward.

The moment he fell back to the ground, Jiang Feng quickly ran into the distance. He had only just run a few tens of meters when three monks stood in front of Jiang Feng, forcing Jiang Feng to stop.

The three monks didn't say a word, and directly made a move on Jiang Feng. When Jiang Feng saw them, he could see that these three monks were all mid-stage fugue monks. In the face of the attack of these three monks, Jiang Feng did not hesitate to use the Huangquan Sword.

Three Huangquan swords flew out and headed straight for the three monks. Jiang Feng also rushed forward quickly. When the Huangquan Sword collided with the attacks of the other three people, Jiang Feng quickly passed through. His fingertips continued to point out several sword qis, briefly stopping the spells prepared by the three monks. Jiang Feng then walked directly past the three monks. His Huangquan Sword also flew past the three monks in close behind.

Jiang Feng was far away, and he didn't stop for a minute or a second. The three monks who tried to leave Jiang Feng behind all looked in the direction Jiang Feng had left. On the necks of the three of them, there was only a shallow wound that was bleeding. It was left on their necks when the Huangquan Sword flew by.

"It's not what we thought, his spiritual power is still abundant. There is a lot more spiritual power than ours. He had a chance to hit us hard just now, but why didn't he do anything?" said one of the monks, puzzled, as he touched the wound on his neck.

"He seems to be running away from something, is there something extremely dangerous?" said another monk.

The faces of the three monks gradually changed. From Jiang Feng's performance just now, they deduced something. As they looked at the place where they had fallen, the three monks were more sure of their thoughts. The three of them no longer wanted to snatch the treasure, but quickly ran into the distance.

The dungeon is huge, bigger than the city on earth. Except for the ruined buildings, there are some corpses, and there is nothing of value at all. Jiang Feng flew quickly close to the ground. He didn't know where there was an exit or where it was safe. He just knew that he had to go away quickly.

Ever since he was about to approach the Black Tower and start scurrying around within a certain range, Jiang Feng had realized the true effect of those formations. Those formations weren't meant to kill them, nor were they meant to protect the Black Tower, or those treasures. Its purpose is only to consume the spiritual power of the monks. When this kind of speculation fell, Jiang Feng believed it even more. When that puff of black smoke appeared, Jiang Feng was even more convinced that someone was deliberately consuming their spiritual power before making a move.

Twenty meters from the ground, a huge skull composed of many dark red skulls was rapidly approaching the place where Jiang Feng and the others had fallen. When this huge skull appeared in the place where the collapse occurred, the monks below who were still fighting for the treasure looked up at the sky one after another.