The dark red light curtain was shattered into countless crystals, like the starry sky, and for a while, the deep underground cave was faintly shining.

Against the backdrop of the dark red shimmer, a vague seated figure jumped into the eyes of Zhang Fan and the three of them.

This point of crystalline light, but a candle in the wind, flickered slightly, and then disappeared.

From beginning to end, it was just a moment, and the entire crypt was restored to a deep and dark scene.

Because of the glimpse, it is even more weird and terrifying.

As if a lifetime had passed, the light disappeared, and it was suddenly dull and depressed, until it was broken with an exclamation.

"Someone!"

The voice came from Zhang Fan's side, it was the kind of voice that was slightly sharp and mean, and at this time, it sounded even more high-pitched, but it was Fengzi Zeng's exclamation.

But this time, no one blamed him, whether it was Zhang Fan or Li Chun, they suddenly saw such a situation, and their hearts were shocked.

In this deep underground cave, I thought it was a treasure hunter, but I didn't want to see it at first sight, but I was sitting alone, what a strange scene!

Among the three, only Zhang Fan was somewhat mentally prepared, and although his face also changed color slightly, at least he didn't react too much.

"Don't panic!"

"Not a living person!"

Zhang Fan whispered a few words, and then raised his hand, and a large flame appeared, dazzling, not letting the morning sun rise.

Flames then floated in mid-air, up and down slightly, burning calmly, like torches, illuminating the entire cave transparently.

After all, they were all monks in the foundation building period, and even the most unseemly Feng Zizeng never retreated, but just stood still, taking advantage of this sudden burst of light, and carefully looked at the sitting human figure.

It was a tall and thin middle-aged man, but when he sat upright, he was not as tall as ordinary people's shoulders, and if he stood upright, he would be a big man.

Looking at his eyebrows, his aura is lofty, if it weren't for the slightly thin lips that look like a yin owl, he can be called a beautiful man.

Such a character, wherever he is placed, can win praise, but at this time, he looks somewhat embarrassed.

On top of the face, the dust was covered with a layer of yellow, and the dust was uneven, it felt like sweat mixed with the soil into mud, and then dried up and cracked directly on the face, covering wrinkles.

Below the face, the burly body part is even more devastated.

On a piece of clothing that could no longer be seen, it was as if countless sharp blades had cut it, and it was full of cracks.

These cracks, small as a baby's lips and as large as an arm's length, look like rags hanging on the body.

You must know, not to mention a knotted Dan Grandmaster, it is an ordinary foundation building monk, who can get his whole body embarrassed to this point, and if he doesn't die, he is also dying.

The ascetic man was right, when this person said that when he arranged the outside protection, he must have been seriously injured and was not far from death.

What's more strange is that looking through the broken strips of cloth, the skin inside him is intact, and it faintly looks a little crystal smell.

"It's really dead!"

The voice that let out a sigh of relief sounded beside Zhang Fan, but it was Li Chun and Feng Zizeng, who also found the problem.

In fact, it is not difficult to find this, but I was shocked by my heart and failed to investigate it carefully.

With their cultivation during the foundation building period, at such a distance, as long as the other party did not deliberately hide, everything in their body could not escape their perception.

The middle-aged man sitting upright in front of him, the qi and blood in his body seemed to be coagulated, there was no sign of flow at all, and there was no trace of his heart beating, not to mention breathing, the dust on his face had even covered his mouth and nose.

In such a situation, it is natural that he will not be a living person.

Relaxed, the three of them, only then did they notice some details that had been overlooked before.

This middle-aged man, his body is not without intact things, at least the crown on his head is still intact, the style is simple and simple, and a white ball the size of an egg is inlaid on it, which is shining brightly.

"Concentration Bead!"

This thing, they are very familiar with it, a moment ago, Zhang Fan and Li Chun, they had both shown it once, but the one in front of them was bigger, and the luster was more rounded, and after a little sense, there was a sense of calmness and leisure, and the whole person suddenly sobered up, obviously left by a more powerful and mature soul beast.

From this, I thought about the two soul beasts outside, and an answer was about to come out.

Whether they died at the hands of Zhang Fan or the soul beast that was killed by Li Chun, I am afraid that they are all pets or spirit beasts that this person has in captivity, and the earth lizard is estimated to be specially cultivated to be used as the body of the two soul beasts, if not, its defense power will not far exceed that of its peers.

This Eguan, if it appeared in front of Zhang Fan and the three of them at other times, would definitely completely attract their attention, and it was even possible to cause a scramble.

But at this time, after a glance, none of the three of them took one more look.

Everyone's attention was firmly attracted by the rest of the other things.

Under the cover of the clothes like broken steps, an intact Qiankun bag hung crookedly on the middle-aged man's waist, and in addition, there was a dark red Ruyi, one end of which was held in his hand, lying quietly on his lap.

Needless to say, under normal circumstances, it means that the entire net worth of an immortal cultivator is put in normal times, and in normal times, a Qiankun bag of a Sect Master is enough to make a foundation building monk crazy.

It was from the body of Grandmaster Jiedan that he forcibly ripped off the Qiankun bag, and Zhang Fan also did it.

However, the three of them can be regarded as having seen the world to some extent, so they naturally know what the real belongings of a Jiedan Grandmaster are!

- A magic weapon, it can only be a magic weapon!

The dark red Ruyi placed on the middle-aged man's knee is not a magic weapon, what can it be?

Almost at the same time, a bright color flashed in the eyes of the three of them at the same time, and the eagerness and the color of naked longing could not be concealed.

Under such temptation, Zhang Fan's footsteps moved slightly, and then stopped.

After all, there are still two magic weapons in his Qiankun bag, which allows him to keep his consciousness to some extent, and after entering this place, he has been attracted by this middle-aged man's mind, and some faintly ignored things suddenly come to his heart at this time.

This is sober and calm, the more critical the moment, the more calm, this can be regarded as one of Zhang Fan's advantages and characteristics.

"Something is wrong!"

After eliminating the distraction, he immediately sensed that something was wrong after a little groaning.

"Airflow!"

This small cave was obviously hastily excavated, not to mention decorated, and even the four walls were uneven, like the scars left behind by a giant beast going on a rampage.

In such a place, it was naturally impossible to open up any ventilation openings and arrange formations, but since entering, he clearly felt that there was a faint surge of air.

Although this air flow is weak, it persists, like a whirlpool composed of a breeze, absorbing the aura of heaven and earth unnoticed.

"What's going on?"

Zhang Fan frowned, stretched out half of his steps, and completely retracted it.

With the strength of his divine consciousness far beyond that of an ordinary foundation building monk, he clearly felt that the center of that air flow vortex was on the body of the middle-aged monk.

To be exact, it is in its dantian location.

"Jindan!"

"His golden pill is still running. ”

A very obvious possibility emerged in Zhang Fan's heart.

Not only that, but with this thought, he once again used his eyes to stare at the middle-aged man's body.

This time I have a fixed opinion in my heart, and it seems that it is very different.

This person's physical condition, as seen before, has not changed in terms of breathing, qi, blood, heartbeat, etc., but on all the bare skin, it does not look like a dead person.

Sect Master Jiedan, Zhang Fan has been in contact with a lot, whether it is on the surface or in the underground immortal cultivation realm, he has never seen such a situation.

Beneath the crystal skin, there is a faint dark red, flowing slowly like magma, this dark red is not blood, but aura, condensed to the extreme, like lead and mercury-like aura.

Under normal circumstances, if the monk falls and dies, the aura of his life will also dissipate between heaven and earth, which is a reincarnation, a natural law of heaven and earth.

To be able to keep the physical body from destruction is already to the point of cultivation to the point of being very powerful, and at the same time, it is even more difficult to keep the aura alive, unless some major sects specialize in the means of preserving the body, so that it can come to this point.

Judging from the surrounding environment and previous judgments, this person obviously does not have this condition.

"There's definitely something wrong with this!"

He could detect it, not to mention the ascetic people whose divine consciousness strength was far above him.

"Boy!"

"Your luck is here!"

With a hint of excitement, the voice of the bitter Taoist exploded in his mind.

Zhang Fan raised his eyebrows unobtrusively when he heard this, and said, "What does the bitter old man have to say?"

The situation in front of him only made him feel dangerous, but he didn't feel any luck.

"Heavenly Demon Soul Rejuvenation Technique!"

"This is the Heavenly Demon Soul Rejuvenation Technique!"

"Hahahaha, I didn't expect my old man to have the opportunity to meet such a fool. ”

Zhang Fan was confused when he heard it, he only remembered the name of the Heavenly Demon Soul Rejuvenation Technique, and went through it in his mind, but he definitely had never heard of this technique, so he had to ask the bitter Taoist for advice again.

"Boy, you've really picked up a treasure this time. ”

"The flesh of this unlucky guy is the top natural treasure. ”

"Oh?!"

Hearing this, although he didn't know the specific situation yet, Zhang Fan had a rough guess in his heart, and he was about to continue to let the bitter Taoist explain a thing or two, but the situation in front of him changed suddenly.

"Oooo

A series of footsteps resounded in the cave, echoing in the silence, and it seemed extraordinarily loud.

"Fengzi Zeng!"

Zhang Fan's face suddenly became gloomy, and his palms couldn't help but tremble, but he forcibly held back, just a touch of ridicule appeared on his face.

(To be continued)