"Just look at the scene around you and you will know." Gu Xuan's voice sounded in Zhao Feiyu's mind, "I helped you swallow the power of the monster and consumed too much energy. In the next period of time, you have to

Protect yourself and don’t dare to die before I wake up.”

"I rely on you, old man! Don't, don't, don't! How can I hang out in this ghost place alone without you! Don't forget that we are just grasshoppers on a rope, neither of us can survive!" Zhao Feiyu heard that Gu Xuan

His expression changed involuntarily, and he hurriedly spoke.

But no matter how he called Gu Xuan, Gu Xuan didn't respond at all.

In the sea of ​​souls, Gu Xuan once again turned into a ball of gray mist, without the slightest fluctuation of life coming from it.

After losing communication with Gu Xuan, Zhao Feiyu felt as if the game he had left open suddenly disappeared while playing a single-player game, and a feeling of uneasiness suddenly surged into his heart.

"Look around..." Zhao Feiyu looked around, hoping not to find any dangerous scenes.

I saw that the lifeless land was actually scattered with many sword-like beings.

The surfaces of those swords also emitted bursts of light from time to time, which looked quite extraordinary.

Zhao Feiyu walked to a long sword not far away and held the long sword in front of her.

I saw many mysterious symbols engraved on the surface of the long sword, and there was spiritual energy surging in it.

Before Zhao Feiyu could take a closer look, a terrifying devouring force suddenly came from the Guixu spiritual veins in his body, swallowing up the spiritual energy in the long sword instantly, and the surface of the long sword instantly lost all its luster.

It became dim and dull.

After losing its aura, the long sword turned into the most ordinary weapon, and the power of time suddenly descended on the surface of the long sword.

Under Zhao Feiyu's gaze, the long sword turned rusty. The whole long sword couldn't support its own weight and instantly shattered into a pile of debris.

Zhao Feiyu looked shocked. He patted the residue in his hand and strode forward again.

Something like a seal suddenly appeared not far away.

Zhao Feiyu stepped forward and picked up the treasure seal. He saw that the surface of the treasure seal was clearly engraved with the four characters "Dongyin Cui Family's Birth Seal Treasure".

A devouring power came from the Guixu spiritual vein again, and the power in the treasure seal was instantly devoured, and the treasure seal also turned into a piece of mortal iron.

"My destiny...what the hell..." Zhao Feiyu frowned slightly. He looked at the weapons and magic weapons scattered around him again, and an unknown feeling instantly surged into his heart.

"Could these be the magic weapons of monks?" Zhao Feiyu murmured, his expression changed involuntarily, and a pale color appeared on his face.

He suddenly recalled that when the majestic blood energy broke through the black mist, he had vaguely seen some figures being instantly swallowed up by the endless blood mist, but he always thought it was some kind of illusion.

It's just that all the scenes at the moment are absolutely real, and those weapons and magic weapons still exude weak power, proving their extraordinaryness.

You must know that even the Zhao family, where Zhao Feiyu lives, only has a few magic weapons. Each one is precious and will not be given to others for use easily.

But there are so many magic weapons scattered in this area. Although each one is turned into a defective product, their gathering together seems extremely abnormal.

All this shows that these magic weapons and weapons scattered on the ground were once the belongings of a certain monk, and now the owners of these magic weapons have all disappeared.

After the monk dies, the natal magic weapon that complements it will also be affected to a certain extent, and its power will be greatly weakened.

Although there is no trace of the owners of those magic weapons, the owners of those natal magic weapons must have died at this moment.

And all of this seems to be caused by Zhao Feiyu's power of devouring the remains of monster beasts.

Thinking of this, Zhao Feiyu's forehead suddenly broke out in fine cold sweat, and she couldn't help blurting out, "It's broken..."

Although Zhao Feiyu had never seen the figures of those magic weapon owners, Zhao Feiyu had already guessed the fate of those magic weapon owners.

"Didn't even Fengling Sect save those people?" Zhao Feiyu frowned, "Or maybe those people were led back to their families by the power of Fengling Sect's talismans, and they were too far away from their natal magic weapon, so they

Will it make these magic weapons dim?"

"No matter what, it will not be a good thing to cause this situation..." Zhao Feiyu took a deep breath and couldn't help but touch his chest. "There is also the Guixu spiritual vein in my body. If it sees anything, it will devour it.

Then I will be exposed soon..."

"I don't know if any of the monks who escaped here saw me..." Zhao Feiyu looked at the Fallen Spirit Mountain in the distance, "But no matter what, I can't stay outside the Fallen Spirit Mountain any longer. The Fengling Sect will definitely send someone to check.

The situation, if you find me, I won’t be able to escape..."

"The damn old man keeps giving me problems..." Zhao Feiyu's expression darkened, he spread his legs and hurried away towards the depths of Fallen Spirit Mountain.

Shortly after Zhao Feiyu left, a black figure fell from the sky.

The figure looked at the surrounding scene, with a look of doubt and confusion in his eyes, and most of all, he was full of shock.

Although the various magic weapons scattered on the ground are of low grade, they are all the natal magic weapons of monks who have just entered the path of spiritual practice.

Obviously these weapons and magic weapons belong to the monks who turned into mummies, and at the moment, it seems that no monks have survived.

The black figure looked into the distance and saw the huge monster skeleton standing in the ancient forest. There was no life around it, and it was like a dead place.

The black figure slowly dissipated as if melting, and then condensed again in front of the monster's skeleton.

The black figure placed his hand on the monster's skeleton, and bursts of spiritual energy merged into the monster's bones.

The scene of the demonic beast's skeleton was replayed in the black figure's eyes, but the image of the demonic beast was extremely blurry, and the black figure was unable to understand the true image of the demonic beast.

The black figure slowly lowered his arms and took a breath of cold air.

The monster's cultivation level during its lifetime was very tyrannical, far superior to that of the black figure.

Although the flesh and blood spirit of the monster skeleton has disappeared without a trace, the black figure can still feel the fresh breath coming from the monster skeleton. It is obvious that the power of the monster skeleton was swallowed up not long ago.

"Could it be the work of beings deep in Fallen Spirit Mountain..." Although the black figure knew very little about the secrets of Fallen Spirit Mountain, he had occasionally heard some secrets from Ji Ning's mouth.

"Is it true that no one survived?" The black figure slowly closed his eyes. His body was like a pool of water, instantly dispersing on the earth and flowing continuously in this area.

The black liquid stopped in front of a treasure seal.

All the liquids once again gathered into a black figure.

The black figure picked up the treasure seal. There was no aura in it, and it had turned into a piece of mortal matter.

The black figure put the treasure seal on the tip of his nose and took a few deep breaths.

"It seems that there are still survivors..." The black figure shook his hand violently, and the Fang Baoyin instantly shattered into powder.

The black figure looked towards the depths of Fallen Spirit Mountain, and the figure melted into the earth again.

"It's over, it's over..." Zhao Feiyu was walking in the ancient forest that blocked the sky and the sun, and the screams of unknown monsters could be heard from time to time around him.

The ancient forest in this area is denser than that outside Falling Spirit Mountain. There is a rotten atmosphere in the ancient forest, and there is also an unknown dangerous atmosphere surrounding Zhao Feiyu's heart. It feels like

It's as terrifying as walking into a mass grave at night.

Zhao Feiyu knew that this ancient forest had reached the real realm of Fallen Spirit Mountain.

"Falling Spirit Mountain... Nothing unclean will die here, so it's called Falling Spirit Mountain..." Zhao Feiyu thought of this and couldn't help but feel a cool breeze blowing behind him, which made him shiver.

Chills.

"Damn old man..." Zhao Feiyu looked helpless, "I was staying at the foot of the mountain just fine, there was no need to come to such a ghost place."

"I had to do something to swallow the remains of the monster beast, which cost me several lives." Zhao Feiyu sighed, "I'm fine now. If I don't run away, my life will be gone immediately, but if I run here, if there is no old man,

Help, I might have to give my life here..."

Zhao Feiyu walked to an ancient tree and leaned under the trunk.

He looked at his hands and frowned slightly. "And what should I do with the Guixu spiritual veins in my body..."

"It seems that the spiritual veins are not under my control now. As long as they come into contact with something with spiritual energy, they will swallow the spiritual energy..."

"It's easy to say if you encounter weapons or something, but what should you do if you encounter monster monks..."

"It seems that I still can't go to crowded places. If Guixu's spiritual veins swallow up the cultivation of other monks uncontrollably, then other people will treat me as a demon. I can't even use any spells now."

No, the old man said that my spiritual energy is still negative now, and I can't use magic at all. If I were touched by other monks, wouldn't I become a piece of fish on someone else's chopping block, and I would die miserably..."

"And that Pulse Casting Pill..." Zhao Feiyu couldn't help but look sad when she thought about what Mu Hao said to him before, "I still have to look for the Lingming Grass..."

"My start was too miserable..." Zhao Feiyu sighed, and suddenly a gray shadow fell down from the tree.

Zhao Feiyu was startled and shrank back suddenly, only to see clearly that what was hanging down was the skeleton of a snake-like monster.

Zhao Feiyu patted her chest, "Damn, I was scared to death... I thought a monster was coming to the door..."

"Damn it, a broken bone that has been dead for who knows how long is here to scare me." Zhao Feiyu thought of this and kicked the snake monster's skeleton in the head.

But the skull of the snake monster was not kicked off as Zhao Feiyu thought, but was extremely elastic.

Zhao Feiyu was slightly startled, and the head of the snake-like monster suddenly opened and roared sharply towards Zhao Feiyu, and the pressure of the monster was instantly felt.

"Holy shit!" Zhao Feiyu's eyes darkened and he almost fainted and fell to the ground.


Chapter completed!