If placed in the human world, although the crater of an extinct volcano cannot be said to be in gloomy, it will at least not look like the dilapidated picture in front of you.

For example, the Tianchi Lake in Changbai Mountain in China, the human world, is where Yan Ning met the four divine beasts, Vermilion Bird. It is the holy place left after the volcano erupts, and the highest beautiful scenery in the hearts of countless people.

But in the exile place in front of me, there was no wild grass thousands of miles away. The black rocks were all visible, mostly things that were made of magma after the volcano erupted.

In such a barren land, Yan Ning did not see a single figure, but he saw a human-shaped stone monster not far from the left and right sides, which was exactly the same as the gatekeeper they killed just now.

"There are so many guardians?" Miao Dabao took a breath of air conditioning.

Yan Ning looked at Quefeng and Yan Hong: "If you can't use spiritual energy and simply use physical strength, can you beat those who guard the gate?"

The two were silent for a while, and Yan Hong was still a little confused, but Quefeng shook his head seriously and said, "Even if he can beat him, the enemy will lose 1,000 and 800 of them will lose 1,000. It's not worth it."

Without the help of spiritual energy, once they are injured in the battle, they can only use their own abilities to recover, and cannot use spiritual energy to regenerate them.

Yan Hong did not answer, but probably not much better than Quefeng.

"No wonder no one has been able to get out of the exile place over the years. Without spiritual energy, even the guardians in front of us can't beat them. Even if they have beaten them, they will encounter other stone monsters not far away. I believe that the corpses of countless powerful masters have fallen on the way we came."

Yan Ning sighed. This place of exile was simple to come in and difficult to leave. At this time, he actually felt like he stuffed a light bulb into his mouth but couldn't take it out.

As for why the Blood Whale and Crown didn't come to the exile place to kill their enemies, Yan Ning now understands that it's not that they don't want it, but that they can't do it.

In this desolate exile land, even if the emperor-level powerful people come, they will lose their ability to move mountains and fill the seas and shake the earth. In this land, the only criterion for judging strength is whether your heart is ruthless enough, your hands are spicy enough, and your fists are hard enough.

Here, without the help of spiritual energy, those immortals who specialize in spell attacks have completely become ordinary people, and demons who are proficient in physical strength have unique advantages.

The blood whale and the jackdaw, a fat and round aunt, and a weak and thin bamboo pole, arrived at this place of exile and were obviously the kind of bullied person...

"It seems that it's not that easy for us to kill those people."

Yan Ning licked his lips, but was not afraid. He practiced the Netherworld Body Forging Technique in Tianlang Pavilion. Although his physical attack was not strong, his defense was absolutely terrifyingly high. He had absolute confidence to challenge the two early-stage powerhouses of the Demon Emperor in the exile land.

"Damn it, why do you feel like we were cheated by that guy Mu Di?" Miao Dabao said depressedly.

you do not say?

It is naturally the best to come to the exile land and successfully complete the task. If it fails, Moody and the others will be considered a one-time and for all. This time, Moody is really going to make a fortune by making money by nothing.

"Come on and see what's going on in the Exile City."

Fortunately, there will be no stone monsters in the crater, otherwise Yan Ning would probably not be able to hold on to this last section of the road.

The stone monsters are distributed on the periphery to prevent people from leaving in the exile.

The group walked forward for a day and a night. Without the help of spiritual energy, even they had to rest. In the past, they ran for ten days and half a month without taking a breath. Now, just walking for one day, they were exhausted. Only at this time, Yan Ning realized that he was relying too much on the help of spiritual energy.

The foundation of practicing Taoism is to cultivate oneself. Everyone is studying the use of spiritual energy to achieve a stronger state, but they do not know that their bodies are getting worse and worse.

Entering the exile land is now more like a kind of practice in Yan Ning's view. If he can go out alive from here, he will definitely benefit a lot.

That night, Yan Ning and others finally found a small wooden house not far from the exile city. Outside the wooden house, plants similar to potatoes, were growing with difficulty, but this was not the point. The key point was that this small wooden house should be filled with people.

The few people were exhausted and didn't say they wanted to have some food, they just wanted to ask for a sip of water, so they came forward and knocked on the door. After a while, a trembling old man opened the door: "It's so late, who is it?"

Quefeng said: "I disturbed the old man. We passed by here and wanted to get a drink of water so that we could enter the city of exile."

Yan Ning and Yan Hong, who were standing behind, looked at each other and seemed to have communicated.

"Oh? A rare guest!"

After hearing this, a trace of light flashed in the turbid eyes, and then quickly let go and said to the few people: "Please come in!"

Quefeng thanked repeatedly and led the way into the wooden house. As soon as he walked into the wooden house, he couldn't help frowning. There was a rotten stinking smell in the wooden house. He looked down and saw an old woman lying on the wooden bed in the room. It seemed that she was the old man's wife.

"Sorry, my wife is sick and very ill. Maybe it will take a few days to go." The old man bent over and closed the door.

The old lady hummed for a while, but she couldn't hear what she wanted to express. But Feng sighed. The place of exile was too poor. If the space magic weapon could still be used, he could help the old lady.

Several people sat around the only square table in the room. The old man smiled and said, "Some people came from afar, and the boat was exhausted on the way. They should be very hungry, right? I have nothing to entertain everyone here. The water tank next to me has the water I just picked up today. I will go to the field to dig a few dishes and eat it."

"Thank you so much." Ke Feng said gratefully.

"Hi! This is nothing, after all, no one has come to this ghost place for a long time."

The old man walked out of the wooden house with a smile and went to work hard.

Apart from Quefeng, even Miao Dabao closed his mouth rarely, Quefeng thought it was because everyone was afraid of disturbing the old lady on the bed.

He stood up and went to fetch water. Yan Ning looked at the water cup that was in front of him, and barely took a sip. After confirming that there was no problem, he drank it all.
Chapter completed!