Hei Gu was bored and stood on the top of Zhenhun Mountain, watching two figures, one behind the other, dozens of miles apart, flying like the wind on the vast corridor plain. The two old guys were tireless, wandering in confusion. In the wandering formation, I devoted myself to running for three months.
In addition to being envious, he only blamed his bad luck for catching the unlucky "Shou" lot.
The three of them have already sworn a soul oath at the Remnant Soul Hall on the top of Zhenhun Mountain. No matter who is promoted and breaks through, they are not allowed to poison the other two. Otherwise, none of them can trust anyone.
In the entire Corridor of Lost Souls, except for their three remaining sixth-level soul cultivators, there is not a single fifth-level soul cultivator below.
Because every time a fifth-level junior was promoted, they would catch and devour him.
They don't allow another guy who can compete with them to appear in their small territory.
Suddenly he noticed a dull sound under the ground. Heigu was stunned and his soul consciousness was released. He didn't find the source of the sound and quickly flew into the air to escape into the mist to the south.
The human master had come to cause trouble several times before and was suspected of having a criminal record. He immediately thought that the human monk was here again.
The rushing Guo and Feng Niang noticed the silence under their feet and did not stop.
Based on their cultivation level, three months is exactly the time when the noise caused by the Lost Souls Flow Remaining Formation has accumulated to the point where it will cause pain and trouble to them. They dare not fall short. Anyone who stops will be benched as a guard. Otherwise, let Hei Gu come up and try.
Both of them thought it was Hei Gu who was causing trouble, and they scolded Hei Gu for being such a villain.
Using such despicable means to interfere with their extreme training, huh, there is no way you can succeed.
They used several low-level monks they captured to conduct experiments with closed cultivation, which confirmed that the limit mentioned by Chang Siguo really existed. After the limit was passed, low-level monks with weak bodies could run far farther than before.
They also know that after the first limit, there will be a second, third, and fourth limit.
They failed to test the fifth limit, and all the monks they captured ran to death.
They didn't know that Chang Siguo was able to run non-stop for ten years because of his skills and the guidance of a real expert. Otherwise, with Chang Siguo's cultivation base, it would be difficult to hold up for three days in the residual formation. I was driven crazy by the murmuring in my ears.
What's more, I didn't expect Chang Siguo to be so bold as to dare to deceive them with half-truths.
Hei Gu came out of the fog. He could notice that the earthquake in the ground was getting stronger. He flew high into the sky and released his soul consciousness to scan the ancient battlefield in a wide range.
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How fucking daring to cause trouble while he was on duty.
Old Man Guo and Mrs. Feng don’t know how they will bury him. Does he need to use some tricks?
After a quick search along the southeastern route, he found no monks causing trouble. He suddenly realized that xe863 Jing might be from the mysterious little guy in the Lost Soul Mist who was self-confined in the Black Fire Pond, which was very suspicious.
He ducked into the fog, and when he appeared in the Corridor of Lost Souls, he heard a loud thunderclap before he could reach the Soul-Suppressing Mountain.
A ball of yellow light broke through the fog in the sky and disappeared in an instant.
It was so unusually quiet that Guo and Feng Niang could no longer go on. Three figures rushed into the sky. When the three of them broke out of the heavy fog in the sky, there was no trace of that group of light.
"It's that boy"
Heigu was so angry that he gritted his teeth. He was teased by a young boy and ran back and forth in the mist of soullessness. He felt that all his face had been lost.
There was no expression on Guo's dusty and sloppy face. After a while, he said faintly, "Go to the Black Fire Cold Pond and have a look. It's strange. He seems to be more familiar with it than us old guys who have lived here for four to five thousand years." Corridor of Lost Souls"
As he spoke, he descended from above and landed in the valley where the third layer of restrictions was broken.
"There, the stone tablet is missing"
Feng Niang shouted.
Three figures fell to the edge of the fresh mud pit, and the stone tablet disappeared.
The three of them looked at each other, feeling regretful that they had lost their treasure, but there was nothing they could do about it.
The stone tablet has existed here for an unknown number of years. When they took turns practicing in the cold pool, who hadn't seen it? Hei Gu even slept on the stone tablet a few years ago, but no one noticed the strangeness of the stone tablet.
"It's troublesome now. That kid seems to have a way in and out of this place."
The old man muttered to himself.
The pot of water he borrowed was too expensive.
The three of them did not dare to run out of the ancient battlefield easily to find the whereabouts of the boy.
It's depressing to suffer such a loss.
The big man in black also thought of this and was so angry that he jumped up and yelled, "You little bastard, you are playing dirty tricks. Don't run into my hands next time. I won't skin you."
Chang Siguo's body was shrouded in a thick layer of gray-yellow light. Even with his strong body at this time, he felt like the world was spinning. He was squeezed by the huge pressure and his bones creaked, which was very uncomfortable.
The Heavenly Eye Technique barely penetrated the thick yellow light and could not let it out. It could only detect the flow of light and shadow, and it was like fast forwarding a movie and it was dizzying.
After just checking for a while, I felt a little dizzy, so I quickly retracted the Heavenly Eye Technique.
Concentrate on dealing with the overwhelming pressure of teleportation
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Yes, Yuehun Monument is an ancient fixed-point teleportation formation, or a one-time teleportation.
The veteran didn't bother to explain to him exactly where to send it.
He found that this trip to the Corridor of Lost Souls seemed to be a demonstration according to the script arranged by the veteran. Although there was a fright, there was no danger of life, and it was more about continuous gains. No wonder the monks were keen on looking for opportunities.
About half a word later, Chang Siguo, who was under great pressure, heard a "bang" in his ears.
He suddenly felt the pressure on his body loosen, and he rushed downwards. He reacted quickly, leaned back and flew upwards to escape. His vision went dark, and "bang", he still hit the ground heavily.
When he shook his head and pulled himself out of the ground with a gray face, he was surrounded by mud and dust. He used his clairvoyance to scan and found that he was in a valley with sparse vegetation.
A large pit with a radius of twenty feet and a depth of five feet was blasted in the middle of the valley. He was at the bottom of the pit.
This fixed-point ancient teleportation array is too overbearing. If it had been someone else, he would have been squeezed into a meat pie on the way.
The final hit into the ground was not something a Jingxinjing monk could bear.
The earthquake shook me to death, how could I still be alive?
Chang Siguo patted himself and jumped into the air to see where he had found it.
He noticed that there was a faint yin energy here, but it was not as rich and icy as the Corridor of Lost Souls. He suddenly became alert to something. Chang Siguo had a flash of flame on his body, and the next moment, he used his fire escape technique and appeared thirty feet away in the sky.
A cloud of gray mist suddenly appeared, covering the place where he had just been, and flew away.
"Ma Dan, Yinhun Beast Yinhuo Mountain Range"
Chang Siguo seemed to know where he was teleported, and his old tricks were very harmful to people.
He just escaped from the wolf's den and fell into the tiger's den.
The aura on his body was rising, and he already held the Sihuang Dao in his hand, and continued to fly into the air. He noticed that there was a vague intimidating aura staring at him from below. It was really troublesome.
I heard Mr. Meng say that the ghost beast will not capture monks in the Lingfu realm or above.
Although his current cultivation level is still close to reaching the Lingfu realm, his aura should be almost gone.
Soon he found that it was useless and the aura became even stronger.
Staring at him, eager to xe863.
The life-saving sword energy that Elder Liu sent him still had one strand left, and it couldn't deal with the ghost beast at all.
He was ready to use his original sword energy that was countless times stronger to fight against the Yin Hun Beast.
He only hopes that this place is on a certain edge of the Yin Fire Mountain Range, and must not be deep in the Yin Fire Mountain Range. Otherwise, there is no place to escape after being separated by seven or eight hundred miles. It is impossible for him to defeat the cunning ghost below. Beast, no matter how hard you try, it won't work.
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One thing is that he doesn't want to attract the woman An Yan because of the fight.
That's also a big problem.
A huge suction force suddenly stopped his flying body and pulled him downwards.
Chang Siguo reacted very quickly. He held the knife with both hands, put his fingers together in the knife technique, and slashed at the source of the suction.
His current cultivation level is many times higher than before entering the Corridor of Lost Souls.
The sword light, which was more than ten feet long, seemed to be struck in an invisible sticky substance. The dazzling red line suddenly exploded in the air.
Chang Siguo felt a light on his body, and he used Fire Escape again, and disappeared in a flash, leaving a floating flame in its place, which was affected by the strong wind of the explosion, drifting on and off, drifting with the current.
When Chang Siguo reappeared, he was already more than thirty feet away in the sky.
As his cultivation level improved and his body greatly strengthened, he was particularly capable of using the Flash Shadow Fire Escape.
Flying high and seeing far, he took a moment to look around.
Immediately, I was overjoyed. About ten miles away from him, in the direction of the setting sun, there was a huge ravine running through the mountains from north to south. It was the famous training channel for monks in the Yinhuo Mountains, Paolong Canyon.
Less than thirty miles south, the Grand Canyon reaches its end, and beyond is a flat plain.
Fortunately, God followed his wishes and did not leave him in the depths of the Yinhuo Mountains crying that the sky should not respond and the earth should not work.
He suddenly felt that there was hope for his escape
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