Perhaps it really came from the underworld. When the monks entered it, they would not be able to stay for too long. Once they were too long, their cultivation could not resist the erosion of the Yin and Netherworld energy and infect their spiritual power, which would be troublesome.

With the erosion and assimilation of yin energy for many years, the landform of the Tiezi Gorge has changed far-reachingly. In some places, deep and deep abysses are formed, and in some places are filled with yin ice that is sensational, scattering a slight cold breath. Its color is different from the frost in the outside world. Its color is dark and has wisps of sticky black floss-like substances. Once such yin ice appears, the nearby area will often attract the Nether Spirit Evil Corps to sleep, because this thing can promote its evolution and strength, just like spiritual power to a monk.

The deep and quiet iron corpse gorge is like a dead place that has been sleeping for countless years. At one moment, deep in the quiet earth, the yin veins in the center of the earth caused by fighting suddenly rumbled loudly. This tremor seems to occur frequently. The quiet wilderness has no reaction at all, but in some deep abyss, sleeping corpses of the Ming Lingsha opened their eyes one after another.

Black, with a trace of sticky black floss, without any vitality or breathing. If you look closely, some of these sleepy objects that look like humans and non-humans are broken, while their intact limbs and torso are like black iron, with clear edges and angularity, and a faint light radiance. As for the damage, they condense into strange scabs, some are like sharp blades, some are like hammer heads, and some are like strange shields, all in all shapes, but each reveals a cold and resentful atmosphere.

At this moment, as the vibration became bigger, more and more evil spirit corpses woke up. When they looked up, they had no light eyes, as if they were searching for something. There was no expression on their terrifying and ferocious face, and they could not tell the difference between joy and sorrow. There was only the indelible hideous and ferocious ones.

Zhou Hao may be really because of the consumption of too much, and the Dantian world was silent. The originally vast sea of ​​spiritual power was only a shallow layer. The sacred tree that was originally standing proudly was green and verdant, and now it seemed a little shriveled and powerless, and the spiritual infant fell completely asleep.

Bai Li, Ganoderma lucidum, lotus fairy and others were all panicked. Fortunately, this change did not continue to worsen, and the sacred tree always emitted a unique hazy wave. Under the huge shade of the tree, everyone was not affected and hurt.

In the center of the earth, as the tremor continued, the movement became increasingly huge. In the endless iron corpse gorge, the evil corpses seemed to feel uneasy and excited. The howling sounded one after another, and some obviously powerful evil corpses stepped out of the occupied Yuanze, searching for something around.

Zhou Hao's original body fell into a deep sleep, and even his consciousness and soul seemed to be in ignorance due to fatigue. However, with the instinctive feedback, the eternal life in his body naturally operated. As a technique that had been practicing for several years, even if it was not activated independently, the effect should not be underestimated.

At some point, the tremor in the center of the earth seemed to reach a limit. A sudden ripples flashed in an unknown space, as if a door was opened, and then a dark and ink-like viscous light appeared silently.

Hesit... A violent sound came, as if the pressure was released after the thick cloud appeared. The originally invisible space ripples were suppressed by the power of this world. After a sound, the peace of the past was restored.

But the sticky mist was not peaceful, and a cold and cold breath came to my face, which was incompatible with the aura of this world. Even though this area has experienced countless erosion and assimilation, it is always an alien object, without roots and no paddy, and cannot change the final outcome of its demise.

The viscous mist quickly rose along the underground cracks generated by the vibration, as if the depths of the ground were not waiting for a moment. With the appearance of the viscous mist, a unique wave dispersed silently in the Iron Corpse Gorge. Almost all the wise evil corpses no longer sleep peacefully at this moment, as if a delicious dish called itself in the distance. The shrill, cold, ruthless, bloodthirsty howls resounded throughout the Iron Corpse Gorge, and the cold earth suddenly regained its vitality.

bang, bang, bang

Countless running bodies roared and roared on the dark and bumpy ground, broke into the Iron Corpse Gorge, and the monks who hunted the evil corpses of the Nether Spirit, and those casual cultivators who escaped from Wushuang Town, were surprised to find that there were evil corpses in front of them. They were about to hunt, but then the evil corpses that continued to appear had appeared in large numbers and fled in panic.

Those who are more in-depth, relying on their high cultivation and large numbers, quickly paid a terrible price for their carelessness and recklessness. The Nether Spirit Evil Corpse is not easy to hunt. The Yinming Aura is extremely restrained on the monks. Some iron corpses are difficult to kill even spiritual weapons, and they often can only cut a little skin. In addition, the strange howling of the Nether Spirit Evil Corpse seriously affects the soul. In the Iron Corpse Gorge, hundreds of monks began to escape and were gradually chased by the tide of corpses.

The sticky fog did not wander around randomly, and seemed to have a trace of spirituality. Although there were a lot of scattering, it was not even a drop in the fog of about a meter. It was not too long, so the fog seemed to have found something of interest and rushed out suddenly.

The deep rock soil seemed to be a decoration, and the viscous mist was like an illusory body, rising to the ground through layers of obstacles. The sliver of the outer edges formed a huge mist, which was more majestic than the body. As soon as it surged out of the ground, the huge volume burst into a loud sound, and the cold breath instantly spread thousands of feet in a circle, and the yin ice crystals like stars quickly condensed in the abyss at the center.

After a period of sleep, Zhou Hao was no longer in a coma, but he was not awake. First, he really had no strength. After waking up, he realized that the explosion that transcended the boundaries could not bear at all, especially his body, muscles and veins, and a trace of fine cracks spread throughout his body. If he did it again, I believe that even if he mastered that power, his meridians would burst. Second, the spiritual infant seemed to be trying to absorb the strange breath of the outside world. The colorful light was like a flowing cloud, driving the warm original spiritual liquid and constantly hovering.

Zhou Hao could clearly feel that although the spiritual infant at this moment was not as powerful as before, the essence of spiritual thought seemed to be moving towards a more rounded and mature direction.

With Zhou Hao's addition, the operation of the Changsheng Sutra immediately accelerated, which was more than ten times faster than the self-operation. Moreover, under the leadership of the mind, it swept the whole body inch by inch, repairing some minor injuries caused before, and Zhou Hao was completely immersed in recovery.

Suddenly, a sudden sensation of coldness awakened Zhou Hao, who was addicted to cultivation and recovering, and his soul and thoughts gushed out immediately, scanning the situation in the four fields.
Chapter completed!