"What a big fire!"

When Nangong Li arrived, Jiang Yan was not seen, and only a fire was left burning vigorously. He vaguely saw the corpses piled up high in the fire, with the stinking black smoke and smelly, accompanied by the sound of "Pi Po" and rushed towards him.

"Strange, weird, weird!"

Although Dorono only pointed to a location, Nangong Li was a foundation-building monk who often came out of the God Transformation Family. His experience was very good. He covered his mouth and nose, and he walked around the fire for several times, shouted "Monster" three times.

How strange?

It can't be said, but this is definitely not a normal way to deal with the corpse-killing trial.

Everything is in order, as if I was prepared...

So many corpses...

Thinking of this, Nangong Li shot out a spiritual palm wind, blowing away all the black and gray on the ground. Sure enough, a circle of traces of a certain formation structure being flattened.

Unfortunately, the destruction was very thorough and nothing could be seen.

"Hehe, sneaky, I didn't go to the right path, just save me the trouble of making up the reasons at that time!"

As he was speaking, a slight sense of shock that the spiritual energy of heaven and earth was being activated came from a certain direction.

"What a good Jiang Yan, I really want to build the foundation in this place without spiritual energy and chaotic trial!"

Nangong Li did not hesitate anymore and rushed to the target location. This trial area was large and was used for low-level monks. Qi Xiu was afraid of accidents, so when the Nanlin Temple was built, he specially adjusted the terrain. There were no peaks and valleys, deep land, and even the river water was shallow, flat and occasionally fluctuated, just because he was afraid that low-level monks would lose their way.

Jiang Yan was sitting upright on a large stone with his eyes closed, and there were pitiful few low-level auxiliary things next to him, and he was all focused on the barrier.

A strong man in Qi Yun's Taoist robe stood not far away, probably helping him protect the Dharma. Seeing Nangong Lilai, he grinned and made a gesture of silence.

"It's so annoying! There's someone here, so it's hard to start!"

Nangong Li fixed his body and was thinking about waiting for Jiang Yan to fail to build the foundation and die. Suddenly, he realized that he had never seen this strong man before!

This time, those Qi Yungenjiao, who came to the trial?

Just as he was about to ask, a black ghost head rushed straight into the door.

...

"Uncle the leader, if you continue, I'm afraid there is no point in going on..."

Qi Zhuang and Chu Wuying discussed for a long time and decided to let Mingzhen come forward and whisper to persuade him.

Qi Xiu remained silent for a while, and then looked up at the place where Zhan Qiu was rolled down. Even though the black soil was extremely strange and dangerous, Chu and Qin still tried their best to find more than ten feet deep and found nothing.

The ancient Nascent Soul beast never showed its head again.

He took out the treasure mirror again, and was isolated by the power of the heavy earth, and the omniscient heavenly eyes could not see anything.

Then there was silence again.

Mingzhen had no choice but to turn his eyes to the two uncles for help. Chu Wuying knew Qi Xiu a little, and stepped forward and said, "Senior Brother, it's time to make a decision."

"oh oh."

Hearing his words, Qi Xiu suddenly came to his senses, put away the treasure mirror, stood up, looked at the direction of the blood pool south, his face gradually faded, and he shouted sternly: "The plan remains unchanged, but it's better to take revenge!"

"yes!"

The disciples agreed.

...

"Don't leave me!"

Zhan Qiu shouted, woke up from his dream, and was sweating all over his body.

"It's almost decades since I've had a dream..."

He laughed at himself. He just dreamed that when he was a child, he was being held by his grandfather and flew over the swamp of death. Suddenly, his grandfather knocked himself down from the flying sword for some reason.

"By the way, I'm not dead!"

I remembered that I was caught in the underground by the Black Soil Tornado, but I didn’t expect that I could still live!

I felt happy, and just as I wanted to get up, there was a severe pain in the bones of the pipa on both sides, "This?"

I only found that the pipa bone was locked by a sharp weapon, and my spiritual power could not be activated by suppressing it, and the sensing could not be realized.

"This is a human technique! Strangely, I clearly fell into the territory of the ancient beast in the wilderness..."

I was not very panicked. It was a blessing to be immortal. I was caught if I was caught. As long as I didn’t kill myself, I could deal with it.

It's better than filling the belly of an ancient beast.

"Did you pass through another space passage like when you built the foundation?"

Unfortunately, there was nothing around, no one cared about it, and there was a dead silence.

My mood fluctuations were too violent before, but now my body has lost the spiritual power that I have accompanied me for many years. I remembered that in order to avenge myself, I didn’t know what dangers my senior brother and others would encounter in this Lion Knight Valley. I suddenly became anxious. I simply shouted and asked, “Is anyone? Why did I imprison me here!”

"Stop quarrel..."

The voice was old and ethereal, as if it was coming from a distance from the opposite side, and it was not hostile.

"This fellow Taoist!"

Zhan Qiu suddenly became energetic, "We have no grudges or grudges..."

"Ho ho..."

The other party chuckled slowly, not commenting.

First, the sound of the formation turning things around came, and then suddenly the light shone brightly, and a fluorite was hit to the top of the space.

"hiss!"

Zhan Qiu gasped. This place was like a cage of white bones, and everything was made of white bones. The outer wall made of high-level beast skeletons barely supported the surrounding heavy soil, and the ground was covered with skulls. No wonder Gang always felt that it was so uncomfortable under his butt, and even passed through his own pipa bone suppression equipment, it was also a pair of white bone chains.

The place was too small, only about a meter in size. Facing each other, a man was sitting face to face with his black robe, holding his own storage bag in his hand, lowering his head and carefully checking it. His movements were extremely slow and weak.

It seems that there are only two people here. After building the foundation, you can fast. Judging from the other party's weak appearance, I don't know how many years he has been sleepy here.

"Well……"

Both of them were lost in the world, Zhan Qiu wanted to make a few words, but his eyes fell on the other party's bone-like hands, and when he thought of the cage of bones, he understood everything at once. "It's a ghost cultivator!" He thought to himself, and swallowed everything back when he said something.

"In the early stage of the Golden Pill, there are not many good things, but why are they all targeting blood cultivation? What do you want to do when you come to this Lion Knight?"

Gui Xiuma finished sorting the things, but in the end he looked down on them, so he put the bag aside and asked slowly.

Zhan Qiu also saw that the current situation was that both of them were trapped here anyway, and the other party could not get out, so he could not get out even more. The white bone prison could block heavy soil, which was absolutely impossible for him to do. So he was very frank when talking, and how to wash the Heihefang with the blood knife. He never changed his ambition to take revenge for a hundred years. After finally forming a pill, he found it here, but unfortunately fell in and explained it clearly.

"oh……"

After listening to the ghost cultivator, he lacked interest, "The water in your natal bottle is useless for escaping here. I have been here for many years. The power of the heavy earth makes the dead air flow too fast, so..."

He followed the cloak on his head, and the surface of the skull was covered with a layer of wrinkled facial skin, and the position of his facial features was a bit inconsistent with it. Zhan Qiu felt that it was horrible at first, and there was also a bit of a strangeness that broke away from the laws of life. However, after watching it for a long time, he felt a sense of funny wearing a mask with a crooked mask.

"The sooner you contribute to me, the more I can draw..."

After the ghost cultivator finished speaking, he threw out three white bone array plates, which were horns on each other and spread around his body.

"You're this?"

Zhan Qiu's scalp gets numb. Often, ghost cultivators want you to make contributions, which means that he intends to transform you into various names of corpses and ghosts.

Sure enough, as soon as the bone array was driven, it began to extract the origin of his life.

"No!"

Unexpectedly, this ghost cultivator did it just by saying that he would do it, and he would take human life. It was like saying that you would do me a little favor, so dull that he was extremely cruel.

Zhan Qiu was so anxious that he struggled desperately, feeling that the power of life was leaving him quickly, and finally panic.

In order to avenge, Zhan Qiu is not afraid of death, especially after he failed to intercept and kill the blood cultivator, if Qi Xiu and others had a bad reputation for this, Zhan Qiu would be willing to exchange his own life for it. But now he is facing this extremely slow way of death, and after death, he will have to be manipulated and ordered by this ghost cultivator, and it will be difficult to face it calmly for a while.

"No! This fellow Taoist, I...I..."

I spent a long time, but I didn't expect anything to touch the other person. The decades of life had already flowed out. The person was almost fucked by humans, and his left and right cheeks were about to be pressed together. Finally, I thought that the ghost cultivator said that the death energy had passed too fast, and this matter could be solved by himself! Isn't the [Dead Swamp Water] in the magic weapon just a matter full of death energy!

He quickly asked for mercy. Gui Xiu was indeed interested. After a bit of bargaining for death, the two finally reached an agreement. Basically, Zhan Qiu used [Dead Swamp Water] to prosper his life. When the Dead Swamp Water was paid, it was the day when he was made into a zombie.

But the ghost cultivator did not expect that the magic weapon of exorcism was almost endless, and there was no problem in spending hundreds of years.

If you want to turn Zhan Qiu into a ghoul, you have to wait for him to die of old age.

The magic weapon of the monk exists in his sea of ​​consciousness. This is the only item that will not be seized, but unexpectedly it will help Zhan Qiu.

...

Three days later, the ghost cultivator poured a handful of water on his head, then stretched his waist beautifully, and couldn't help but exclaim: "It feels so comfortable..."

Then wait for Zhan Qiu to swallow the [Double Beads Turning Heart Pot] into his mouth, point out with one finger, and the white bone chains reseal the pipa bones.

After two days, the spirit of the ghost cultivator has improved a lot and people have started to talk hard. Anyway, the two of them are interdependent and cannot find a way out, so it is even more impossible to practice. The rest is just chatting nonsense.

This ghost cultivator avoided the group of people who came to the Lion Valley to wake up the war. He should have been with the Blood Knife nearby. Unfortunately, the Blood Knife found a good place, but the ghost cultivator unfortunately fell into the underground of this heavy land. The power of fighting against the heavy earth for decades is almost exhausted. If he cannot fall in, he will probably not last long.

"Actually, people in the world have too deep misunderstandings about ghost cultivators. Think about it, ghost cultivators do not compete for spiritual land with your monks. They do not need to eat elixirs of monks, use elixirs of monks, and they will not compete for women with monks. According to the type of martial arts, we only need a place such as yin, darkness, secludedness, and death. It is okay to sit there for thousands of years and thousands of years. The well water does not interfere with the river water, which will not hinder the monks' affairs at all. Why do we have to kill them all!"

The reason for this ghost cultivator was revealed, Zhan Qiu said unhappily: "When you transform the dead into a corpse ghost, why don't you say that the well water will not break the river?"
To be continued...