Chapter 309: Is it dead or alive? The Demon Returns to the Soul (third update, please recommend votes!)

The dark red rice curtain is broken into countless crystal clear, like the starry sky embellished... Time is noisy... in the Sichuan Cave. It is vaguely shining.

Against the backdrop of the dark red light, a blurred human figure jumped into the eyes of Zhang Fan and the other two.

This crystal clear light spot is just a candlelight in the wind. It flickers slightly and disappears.

From beginning to end, in just a moment, the dark scenery was restored to the end.

It was just because of a shocking glance that it seemed even more weird and terrifying

It seemed like a lifetime had passed. The light spot that had disappeared, and it was suddenly dull and depressed until it was broken with a scream.

"Someone!"

The voice came from Zhang Fan. It was a slightly sharp and mean voice. At this moment, it sounded even louder, but it was Feng Zizeng's scream.

However, this time, no one blamed him for his childhood, whether it was Zhang Fan or Li Chun, and he was shocked when he saw this situation.

In this deep underground cave, I thought it was from the treasure hunt, but I didn’t want to see it at first sight. But I was sitting upright alone. What a strange scene!

Among the three, only Zhang Fan was a little mentally prepared. Although his face changed slightly, at least he did not react too much in each situation.

"Don't panic!"

"Not a living person!"

Zhang Fan whispered a few words, then rose, and a large area of ​​flames appeared, dazzling and dazzling, preventing the sun from rising.

The flames then floated in the air, slightly up and down, burning calmly, washing them like torches, and immediately illuminating the entire hole.

After all, they were all the monks in the Foundation Establishment stage, even Feng Zizeng, who was the most dissatisfied, and they had never retreated. They just stood still. Taking advantage of the sudden burst of light, they carefully looked at the sitting human figure.

He looked like a tall and thin middle-aged man. But sitting upright will not be as high as an ordinary person. If he is straight, he will definitely be a big man.

Looking at his eyebrows and eyes, he was majestic. If his lips weren't slightly thin and looked a little bit sinister, he would have been called a handsome man.

Such a person can win praise wherever he puts it, but at this moment, he looks a little embarrassed.

The face was covered with dust and stained with a layer of yellow out of thin air. The dust was not even. It felt like sweat mixed with the soil and mixed into mud, and then it was directly dry on the face, cracked and wrinkles were made.

Below her face, her burly body is even more addicted to sores.

The clothes that could no longer be seen on the material were as if countless sharp blades had been cut, and they were all covered with cracks.

These cracks are as small as a baby's lips, and the big feet are as long as an arm, and they look like strips of cloth hanging on their bodies. You can tell at a glance that they must be dead and dead. Only then can there be such traces.

You know, let alone a master of the alchemy, he is an ordinary foundation-building monk. If he can make his whole body feel embarrassed, he will be dying if he doesn't die.

The Ku Taoist was right. When this person arranged external protection that day, he must have been seriously injured and not far from death.

What's strange is that through the broken strips of cloth, his skin inside was intact and looked a little crystal clear.

"It's really dead!"

A sound of breath came out loud beside Zhang Fan, but Li Chun and Feng Zizeng also found the problem.

In fact, it is not difficult to find this point, it is just because my mind is shocked and I cannot check it out in detail.

With their cultivation level in the Foundation Establishment Stage, at such a distance, as long as the other party does not specifically hide, all the situations in their bodies cannot escape their perception.

The middle-aged man sitting in front of him had his blood and blood in his body as if he had solidified, and there was no sign of flowing, and his heart was not beating. Not to mention breathing, the dust on his face even covered his mouth and nose.

In this case, he will naturally not be a living person.

After relaxing, the three of them noticed some details that had been ignored before.

This middle-aged man was not without intact, at least the crown on his head was still complete. The style was simple and simple, with an egg-sized white ball inlaid on it, and it was shining brightly.

"Status Pearl!"

They were very familiar with this thing. A moment ago, Zhang Fan and Li Chun had both displayed it once, but the one in front of them was bigger and rounder. After a little sensing, they felt calm and leisurely. They were completely awake, and they were obviously left by the more powerful and mature soul-attached beast.

From this, think of the two soul-attached beasts outside, and one answer is about to come out.

Whether they died at the hands of Zhang Fan or the soul-attached beasts killed by Li Chun, they are probably all pets or spirit beasts that this person has kept. The earth lizard is probably specially cultivated as the bodies of the two soul-attached beasts. If it weren't for this, its defense would not be far beyond its peers.

If this E-Crown appears in front of Zhang Fan and the other two at other times, it will definitely attract their attention and even cause a fight.

But at this moment, after a glance, none of the three of them looked at each other.

Everyone's attention was firmly attracted by the rest of the things.

Under the cover of the clothes like a broken step strip, a complete bag of Qiankun hung crookedly around the waist of the middle-aged man. In addition, a dark red veins seemed to be held in his hand, lying quietly in the old... Bi Qiang.

Needless to say, the Qiankun bag is, under normal circumstances, it means that the entire wealth of a cultivator is placed in the Qiankun bag that is usually a little smaller than a grand master of Killing Dan, which is enough to make the foundation-building monks go crazy.

Even Zhang Fan had done the task of pulling off the Qiankun bag from Master Jiedan.

However, the three of them have all seen the world, so naturally they know what the real family of a master Jiedan is!

A small magic weapon can only be a magic weapon!

What can the dark red Ruyi placed on the knees of Middle Easterners? If it is not a magic weapon, what can it be?

Almost at the same time, a bright color flashed in the eyes of the three of them at the same time. The enthusiasm and the naked desire color could not be concealed.

Under such temptation, Zhang Fan moved his steps slightly and then stopped.

After all, there are two magic weapons in his Qiankun bag. This makes him still able to keep awake. After entering this place, his mind, which has been attracted by the middle-aged man, and some things that he has overlooked suddenly surged into his heart at this time.

This is sober and calm. The more you reach the critical moment, the calmer you are, this is one of Zhang Fan’s advantages and characteristics.

"Not right!"

After eliminating the interference, he pondered for a moment and immediately noticed something wrong.

"airflow!"

This small hole was obviously dug in a hurry. Not to mention being disassembled, even the four walls were uneven, as if a giant beast was rushing around and leaving scars.

In such a place, it is naturally impossible to open up some ventilation ports and arrange formations, but since he entered, he clearly felt a faint surging airflow.

Although this airflow is weak, it persists, like a whirlpool made of a breeze, absorbing the spiritual energy of heaven and earth without attention.

"What's going on?"

Zhang Fan frowned, stretched out half of his steps and completely took it back.

With his spiritual power that is far beyond the average foundation-building monk, he clearly felt that the center of the air vortex was on the body of the middle-aged monk.

The exact location of its dantian.

"Golden Pill!"

"His golden elixir is still running."

A very obvious possibility emerged in Zhang Fan's heart.

Not only that, with this idea in mind, he once again used his eyes and stared at the middle-aged man.

This time I had a firm view in my heart. It seemed very different.

As I saw before, there was no change in the physical condition of this person, regardless of breathing, blood, heartbeat, etc., but it was not like a dead person when looking at all naked skin.

Zhang Fan has come into contact with the Grand Master of Killing Dan, no matter how he looks, he has never seen such a situation.

Under the crystal clear skin, there is a faint dark red. It flows slowly like magma. This dark red is not blood, but spiritual energy. It condenses to the extreme like lead and mercury.

If it is normal, if a monk dies, his lifelong spiritual energy will also dissipate between heaven and earth. This is a cycle of reincarnation. The natural law of today's land.

It is already a very powerful way to keep the body from being destroyed. It is even more difficult to keep the spiritual energy from dissipating. Unless some sects specialize in preserving the body, they can reach this point.

Judging from the surrounding environment and previous judgments, this person obviously does not have this article.

"There is definitely a problem here."

He could even detect it, not to mention the Daoist who had a spiritual power far above him.

"Little, son!"

"Your luck is here!"

It was with a hint of excitement, and the voice of the Ku Taoist exploded in his mind.

Zhang Fan raised his eyebrows without eye-catching hearing this and said, "What can I do if I see the teachings of Mr. Ku?"

The situation in front of him only made him feel dangerous, but he didn't feel lucky.

"Demon's soul recovery technique!"

"This is the Demon Soul Recovery Technique!"

"Hahahaha, I didn't expect that my old man would have the chance to see such a stupid guy

Zhang Fan was confused when he heard this. He only remembered the name of the Demon Soul Recovery Technique. He passed it in his mind. However, he must have never heard of this Technique, so he had to ask Taoist Ku again for advice.

"Boy, you really found a treasure this time."

"The body of this unlucky guy is the most talented treasure of heaven and earth

"oh?!"

After hearing this, although he didn't know the specific situation, Zhang Fan had roughly guesses in his mind and was about to continue to let Taoist Ku explain a little while, the situation in front of him suddenly changed.

"Ding Po-Ding!"

The sound of footsteps running in the cave, echoing in silence, making it particularly loud.

"Fengzizeng".

Zhang Fan's face suddenly became gloomy. His palm couldn't help but tremble, but he forced himself to hold it back. Just a sarcasm appeared on his face.

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