At this time, Ling Tian, who was in the prison of sin, did not know what was going on in the ancient continent.
After three days of trekking, with the black ghost leading the way, he finally arrived outside the Dongxie Dry Forest, the prison of sin.
"Gang Leader, the Dongxie Dry Forest is ahead."
The black ghost figure stopped in the void, pointed forward and introduced to Ling Tian.
"Um."
Ling Tian nodded slightly and looked in the direction of the nigger's finger.
Everything in front of him was densely packed with dead trees.
Shrouded in gray haze, there is no edge.
"wait for me here!"
Ling Tian didn't waste time and immediately gave the nigger an order.
After saying that, the figure swooped down and disappeared into the haze in an instant.
The black ghost stared at Ling Tian's retreating back, with a look of hesitation on his brows.
Ling Tian has entered the East Evil Dry Forest, and he doesn't know whether he should continue to obey Ling Tian's orders.
To him, although Ling Tian was only a ninth-level Taoist warrior, he was still a big tree where he could enjoy the shade.
If Ling Tian emerges from the Eastern Evil Dry Forest alive, he will definitely be able to dominate the Prison of Sin in the future, and his status in the Prison of Sin will also rise.
But if Ling Tian dies in Dongxie Dry Forest, then everything will be in vain.
"Just wait for a while."
The nigger thought about it before making up his mind.
This place is outside the Dongxie Dry Forest.
Although it is not as dangerous as Dongxie Dry Forest, it is still full of dangers.
In the past, he would not have dared to stay here for a long time.
But now that he has the Demonic Abyss Ax in his hand, his strength has greatly increased, and he is confident that he can protect himself here.
“I don’t know where Senior Brother Gonghen is practicing!”
Ling Tian walked into the Dongxie Dry Forest, and his eyes were still gray. He could only see clearly things within fifty steps, and there was an aura of dryness everywhere around him.
Wow...wow...
After walking a few steps, there was a faint hoarse sound coming from the front.
Ling Tian turned his hand and took out the Chaos Sword, his expression became alert.
call out!
After walking a few more steps, a black shadow flashed rapidly from the front.
Seeing this, Ling Tian decisively raised his sword and stabbed forward. He heard another "wow" sound, and the black shadow fell to the ground.
"Um?"
Ling Tian looked around and saw a dead crow lying on the ground.
These crows are small and have no wings.
However, there was an eerie air of loneliness permeating his body.
These crows are more like dry crows than crows.
Come to think of it, those hoarse sounds just now came from the mouth of the withered crow.
"There are such creatures in the Eastern Evil Dry Forest?"
Ling Tian was slightly surprised, and then shook his head nonchalantly, "Although these withered crows are filled with withered air, their strength is pitifully weak. At most, they can only be compared to human True Yuan realm warriors. No matter how many there are, they are not good for them. I don't pose any threat. If you guessed it correctly, the withered crow must be a lower-level creature than the evil spirit in the East Evil Dry Forest."
call out! call out! call out……
As soon as Ling Tian finished speaking, darkness came from the depths of the dry forest.
"so much?"
Such a scene made Ling Tian's expression change slightly.
Sure enough, I still can't say enough.
One dead crow is nothing, but a group of dead crows is also very scary.
At least visually, it gave Ling Tian a powerful impact.
"Get away!"
The withered crows rushed towards them in an instant, but Ling Tian decisively swung his sword away.
The chaos sword light swept across, and rows of dead trees were cut off.
At the same time, dozens of withered crows died tragically under Ling Tian's sword.
However, this group of withered crows didn't seem to know what fear was, and they continued to attack Ling Tian one after another.
"It's really troublesome!"
Ling Tian's eyes turned cold, and the figure stepped forward with a sword in hand.
The Chaos Sword cut through the void and slashed at the withered crows.
Wow...wow...
Waves of hoarse sounds were heard one after another, and dead crows died miserably under Ling Tian's sword.
Ling Tian's figure flashed, and the speed of his sword was getting faster and faster, almost making him red-eyed.
After a while, all the withered crows were killed, and Ling Tian breathed a sigh of relief.
But when he was about to continue moving forward, his feet suddenly froze.
The terrifying withering air spread out from the dead crow's body and entangled his right foot.
"Um?"
Ling Tian's eyes narrowed.
As soon as he thought about it, his right leg ignited with terrible meteor inflammation.
However, the power of the meteor fire seems unable to expel this air of desolation.
On the contrary, it also caused the air of dryness and silence that filled the surroundings to roar towards him.
In an instant, his whole person was enveloped in it.
"What?"
Ling Tian was shocked, he didn't expect that the little withered crow would cause him such a big trouble.
Although the withered crow is dead, the air of withered silence will not dissipate for a long time.
While entangling Ling Tian's entire body, it continuously invaded Ling Tian's body.
"Damn it!"
Ling Tian realized that something was wrong and quickly mobilized his own strength to resist this aura of desolation.
But this didn't seem to have any effect, and his power was gradually withering under the influence of the aura of silence.
"You still want to eat my body?"
Ling Tian frowned, slightly annoyed.
He didn't believe that he could fall into the hands of a group of dead crows.
As he circulated the Chaos Scripture, the power of chaos aroused.
The power of silence can make ordinary power wither, but it cannot affect the power of chaos.
"Um?"
Ling Tian suddenly noticed something, and his eyes flashed with a bright light.
The power of silence was not expelled by the power of chaos, but was actually assimilated by the power of chaos.
A sense of loneliness gradually grew in Ling Tian's heart during this process.
"What does it mean to be lonely?"
Ling Tian's eyes flashed, and he immediately activated the power of his soul.
The destiny soul of the Heavenly Way Monument blooms, and the power of Heavenly Way evolution emerges.
The sense of silence that existed in Ling Tian's sea of consciousness became stronger and stronger in an instant.
call!
After a moment, a dry wind blew through the space.
Ling Tian slowly raised his arm, and the palm of his hand was filled with the faint power of withered energy.
"What a surprise."
Ling Tian couldn't help but laugh when he saw the withering Dao power in his palm.
He practiced the Nine Forbidden Bible, and the ideal state was to practice nine Taoist powers at the same time.
Although he had controlled nine kinds of Tao Power before, due to the special nature of Chaos Tao Power, it was difficult to be compatible with other Tao Powers and could not be used by the Nine Forbidden Bible.
There are actually only eight Taoist powers that can really connect the Nine Forbidden Bibles.
Killing, sword, demon, demon, fire, darkness, light, reincarnation.
But now, there is another kind of power - the power of dryness.
Ku Zhi Dao's power is vague, and currently it doesn't even have the first level.
Ling Tian was unwilling to let go of the opportunity to comprehend the power of Ku Zhi Dao, and decisively sat down cross-legged.
All around were the corpses of withered crows.
But he no longer felt disgusted with it, but instead enjoyed it.
Borrowing the power of the evolution of the Heaven's Path from the Heaven's Path Monument, he can absorb the dryness and silence in the air and turn it into his own use.
The wisp of withered Tao power lingering in Ling Tian's palm became clearer and stronger.
Time flies and seven days pass.
Ling Tian finally opened his eyes and stopped practicing.
At this time, there was still a terrible air of silence lingering around him.
The difference is that these dead air no longer comes from the dead crow corpses on the ground, but from their bodies.
The power of Ku Zhi Dao he controlled also jumped into the fourth level in just seven days.
