The white fog in the Valley of Evil Spirits does not dissipate all year round, and it is difficult to see far. The two of them looked into the depths of the valley, only to see that there were vertical and horizontal cracks everywhere, unfathomable.

Among these cracks, some are ordinary, and some are unique. There may be some treasure hidden in it, or it may hide some kind of danger.

Li Muran and the shopkeeper cautiously flew slowly at low altitude in the Valley of Evil Spirits. The classics only mention that there is some kind of terrifying existence here, which specializes in devouring the divine thoughts of immortal cultivators, but there is no too detailed information, so they can only rely on themselves to explore slowly.

In the deep cracks, some of them kept emitting blazing waves, some of them were thick white mist, and some of them were gusting with gusts of wind, obviously each with its own strangeness.

"If you don't investigate deeply, it's hard to gain after all!" Li Muran said: "I'll take a deep look!"

The shopkeeper nodded, and the two of them came to the sky above a crack.

The two looked into the depths of the crack, but there was no end in sight at a foggy glance, and faintly, Li Muran felt that this place was full of aura and the smell of plants and trees was strong.

The two of them slowly flew towards the depths of the chasm, and after passing through the thick fog, they landed at the bottom of the chasm.

The vegetation here is verdant and full of vitality, and it looks like a cave. And the breeze around is gentle, the birds are singing and the flowers are fragrant, and it looks peaceful.

However, under this peaceful appearance, Li Muran immediately found that under an ancient tree with sparse branches and leaves not far away, there was a skeleton lying down.

The skin and flesh of this skeleton have long since melted, and only the white bones of Sen Sen remain, but there is still a broken Taoist robe on the white bones, and you can even vaguely see that there is a simple storage bag in the sleeve of the Taoist robe, and there is also a jade bracelet on the wrist of the white bone, which is obviously a common storage ring for spiritual monks.

High-level monks generally carry several kinds of storage treasures, some of which are used to store a large number of treasures for cultivation, and some are used to store talismans and magic weapons that may be used against the enemy, so that they can be used in a timely manner. Some high-ranking monks even have a portable cave mansion.

"Could it be that a monk has fallen here?" the shopkeeper was stunned: "I see that his body has not been found yet, and the storage rings are still here." ”

"Be careful!" Li Muran said cautiously: "This should be a trap! This crack is very conspicuous, and people should often come here." And judging from the form of this skeleton, it has been dead for at least a hundred years. It's something extraordinary that no one has found it for 100 years!"

"That's right!" the shopkeeper nodded, "If you take it lightly or are attracted by the storage ring and rush to approach the corpse, most of you will be ambushed! This kind of method can only trick some fledgling immortal cultivators into being deceived, if they have experienced some wind and rain, how can they be deceived by this! It seems that the person who laid down the means is not very clever!"

The two of them looked around vigilantly, since there was a trap here, then the person who laid the trap should be nearby.

However, after a careful investigation, the two found nothing. This area is only a few miles in size, and it can be seen at a glance.

"It seems that the problem lies in this locust tree!" Li Muran pointed to the ancient tree.

He secretly used his mana, stretched out his fingers, and a flash of spiritual light turned into a huge blade of light in mid-air, slashing towards the ancient tree.

"Bang!" the light blade slashed at the ancient tree, and the light blade immediately turned into a little spiritual light and dispersed, but it didn't even cut the bark!

"It's really weird!" Li Muran was shocked, where could an ordinary ancient tree be so strong!

Suddenly, the mountains shook, and the roots of the ancient tree swelled in an instant, spreading rapidly in all directions. The surrounding heaven and earth vitality was also absorbed by the ancient trees in an instant. The branches and leaves of the ancient tree also grew extremely fast in an instant, covering the sky and the sun in an instant, covering the entire exit.

In an instant, this crack canyon was completely shrouded in ancient trees. Even the ground was torn apart, and tree roots appeared in full swing out of the ground. The surrounding land became dry inch by inch, and the place where the birds sang and the fragrance of flowers became a place in an instant, as if all the essence had been absorbed by the ancient trees!

"When you get to this place, you don't want to go out!" came a deep old man's voice from the ancient tree.

Li Muran frowned: "It's a Wood Spirit Clan monk! This Wood Locust Tree should be his body!"

The shopkeeper nodded, and the golden light flashed on his body, and he sacrificed the power of the phantom. He stretched out his hand and grabbed it, and the phantom aura gathered in his hand, turning into a golden sword. The surface of his body was also covered with a layer of golden dragon scales.

Li Muran also immediately opened his mouth and squirted, sacrificing the natal magic weapon Star Absorbing Sword.

Suddenly, gusts of wind swept up all around, and countless ghosts cried out. Immediately afterwards, gray and white ghosts flew out of the locust tree, fiercely rushing towards Li Muran and the others.

"There are so many powerful ghosts!" Li Muran was shocked. The locust belongs to yin, and it is originally a spiritual wood that is easy to gather yin qi and attract ghosts, not to mention that this is a high-level wood spirit that has been cultivated and has opened spiritual intelligence.

The deep voice of the wood spirit came from all around: "These ghosts are all monks killed by this seat! Their flesh and blood have become the best nourishment for this seat, and their souls have also become ghost slaves driven by this seat." The two of you will soon join them! This seat is just short of two ghost generals to lead the ghost slaves, and the cultivation of the two of you is not low, which is just right!"

"It turned out to be an evil wood spirit!" The shopkeeper's face changed slightly: "This kind of wood spirit directly absorbs the flesh and blood of immortal cultivators or high-level demon beasts as nutrients, and can absorb the essence of heaven and earth, and its cultivation is extremely fast, and its magical powers are not small! Not to mention, this evil wood locust is also good at exorcism!"

"It's just some lonely souls and wild ghosts, and it's not a high-level ghost cultivator who has achieved cultivation, don't worry!" The corners of Li Muran's mouth curled slightly, and he reached out and took out two golden talismans from his sleeve.

He stretched out his fingers and flicked them, and two spiritual light spells **** came out, immediately stimulating these two golden runes.

The golden rune immediately turned into a ball of golden light and burst open, and countless golden Sanskrit characters emerged from the burst, each golden Sanskrit turned into the size of a zhangxu, and the surface shone with dazzling golden light.

"Buddha Gate Talisman!" the Evil Wood Spirit exclaimed, and hurriedly ordered the ghosts to flee.

However, at this time, those golden Sanskrit words had surrounded all the ghosts, and the Buddha light shining on the surface of these Sanskrit words was very restrained against those ghosts. The ghost didn't dare to approach these golden Sanskrit texts at all, and gradually became trapped by the Sanskrit texts, squeezing into a range of several zhang in size.

"Li Daoyou actually has a Buddhist talisman?" The shopkeeper was shocked, he thought that Li Muran was a Taoist monk, but he didn't expect that there were even Buddhist talismans.

In fact, these spells were all treasures refined by Li Muran when he was in the Nether. As the first monk in the Nether Realm, Li Muran has some friendships with several senior monks in the Leiyin Temple, the first Buddhist gate in the Nether Realm, and has refined some Buddhist charms with their help. Moreover, as an important branch of the art of talismans, there are also detailed records in the Langhuan Cave Tianwan Scrolls left by Tianxuan Daoist, and Li Muran has also spent a lot of effort studying it.

These ghosts are not too strong, so they can be restrained with Buddhist talismans refined in the Nether Realm, and if they are really powerful ghost cultivators, these talismans are a little insufficient.

Li Muran suddenly shook the star-absorbing sword in his hand, and the green light in the sword body flashed, and a green shadow flew out, transforming into a hideous grimace.

This is exactly the resentful spirit tamed by Li Muran, this resentful spirit has followed Li Muran for many years, but Li Muran always felt that it was not very useful, so he did not cultivate it carefully.

It's different when you reach the spirit world, the resentful spirit is also a kind of spirit monk, if you can open your spiritual wisdom and cultivate a big increase, you can become Li Muran's right-hand man, and also make his own magic weapon more magical.

The resentful spirit is essentially an evil spirit, so whether it is a fierce aura, or a grieving aura, or a ghost body, a void body, or an aura that contains evil qi or contains pure essence, it is a great tonic for it.

"I'll give you these ghosts. Li Muran said.

The spirit was overjoyed and hurried at the ghosts, but it was a little afraid of the golden Sanskrit.

Li Muran stretched out his finger and flicked it, and a gap opened in the aperture around the Sanskrit text, and these ghosts without divine consciousness immediately subconsciously rushed here. The resentful spirit has been guarding this place, and it has turned into a bloody mouth dozens of feet in size, swallowing all these ghosts!

"Damn!" the evil wood spirit roared, and the branches and leaves of the ancient tree's body trembled, showing its anger.

Suddenly, branches peeled off from the ancient tree and turned into a sharp cyan wooden sword, stabbing towards Li Muran and the others.

"Let me come!" The shopkeeper rushed forward with a flash of golden light, and the golden sword in his hand swung continuously, slashing off the handle of these wooden swords one by one. After these wooden swords were broken, they collapsed into bits of blue light and disappeared, obviously just a wisp of pure wood attribute aura.

Most of the wooden swords were blocked by the shopkeeper, and only a few hit Li Muran, who gently waved the star-absorbing sword, and calmly resolved it.

Li Muran's heart moved, the methods of the evil wood spirit sacrifice were very ordinary, and they did not match the powerful aura it exuded.

Li Muran was wondering why, and suddenly the shopkeeper's face changed greatly, and he exclaimed: "Oops, poisonous!"

Li Muran suddenly realized that this evil wood spirit had already shrouded all the nearby spaces, and at the same time exuded a faint fragrance of plants and trees, as long as Li Muran and the others fought here, they would naturally inhale these grass and tree breaths, but they didn't expect that there was also a slow toxicity in it.

It was only at this time that the shopkeeper found out that he had been poisoned. This chronic toxicity, when it was discovered, it was too late, and the shopkeeper immediately felt that the mana in his whole body froze and changed, and even the phantom golden light on his body was greatly dimmed.

"It turned out that he was quietly using poison!" Li Muran smiled slightly.

No wonder Li Muran couldn't see the mystery, because he was already invulnerable to all poisons, not that he was careless, but that these poisons were insignificant to him!