As long as he slowed a little, Zhao Huan would not be able to enter the stone gate.

Because it was turned on for so short a time, it flashed and disappeared like a bolt of lightning that lit up the black night sky.

Zhao Huan, who entered the stone gate, immediately transformed into a humanoid appearance.

He looked like a torch ahead in the dim light.

Ahead, there are curving underpasses.

The outstretched sense of consciousness told him that at every turn, a fork in the road must be divided, and there is no exception.

The sound of ping-pong weapons colliding violently has been deafening, and the sound of many masters fighting and shouting one after another.

Even the clattering of arms, the creaking of skulls, and the sound of blood spurting from the mouth.

There are not two groups of centaurs entering the core of the treasure at all.

Zhao Huan estimates that there are now at least three groups.

Zhao Huan didn't know if there were any masters who were stealth and waiting for an opportunity to make a move.

Or a super strong person like him Zhao Huan who is entering the hinterland of the treasure to grab the treasure.

Murderous machines permeate the underground secret passages, and a mysterious aura fills every corner of the space.

Zhao Huan temporarily stopped walking, and immediately withdrew his divine sense.

Because he sensed a mysterious power.

This power is hidden in the cobweb-like underground passages.

The other party's supernatural power is too strong, and the aura emitted is really weird, even if the starry sky knows the sea, it is not easy to capture.

Zhao Huan tried to convert this information into sound and shadow, so a blurry picture unfolded in the depths of his mind - with the treasure soul nourishing stone as the center, the closer he got to it, the more short and vague figures could be seen.

These figures are pale black, like human figures, but on closer inspection, they don't seem to look like them.

Zhao Huan treated them as human beings in his heart.

Most of these people are about one meter, and there are nearly a hundred.

They travel extremely fast, as fast as lightning, and only surpass them.

Occasionally, these shadows would send a few strange and stealthy detection fluctuations towards Zhao Huan's place.

No matter which fluctuation is touched, it will be resolutely retracted immediately.

This kind of action made Zhao Huan feel an inexplicable sense of terror in his heart.

And this feeling instantly turned into a trace of coolness, which spread to every part of the body like an electric shock.

So Zhao Huan, who was sneaking in secret, couldn't help but tremble all of a sudden.

Suddenly, Zhao Huan was alert.

He hastily filled the fire of god-extinguishing fire in the important places in his body.

In order to prevent accidents, Zhao Huan quietly ran the fire of the illusion world in his collection outside his body.

The coolness disappeared suddenly, the body stopped shaking involuntarily, and everything returned to normal.

Could it be that there were nearly a hundred ancient demon souls living near the Soul Nourishing Stone?

Otherwise, how could their white horse-like probe leave a strange aura in my body?

Otherwise, in the face of the fire of god destruction and the fire of the illusion world, how could they be so helpless?

There are nearly a hundred ancient demon souls, and even a single strength is very powerful, let alone a hundred.

Hundreds of demon souls, the Supreme Elder of the Immortal Clan, Ximen Hu, really made a bloody investment.

For the sake of the Soul Cultivation Stone, he actually sent such a terrifying existence.

Zhao Huan couldn't help but ask himself, even if I have the fire of destroying the gods and the fire of the illusion world, how should I deal with it?

Escape, don't even think about it, so many demon souls have locked themselves, can they escape?

Let's hope they're not demons.

Since we can only face it, let's face it head-on, then face up to these so-called powerful existences.

Zhao Huan no longer hid his whereabouts, he simply began to swagger towards the hinterland of the treasure.

As a result, in the criss-crossing underground passages, a blue light and shadow kept flowing.

After flying for a while, after turning a corner, Zhao Huan suddenly found that the front was white!

The hedron embedded in the two walls of the tunnel glows pale white!

This light makes this miserable whiteness flow into palpitating sadness and mad despair!

So what is that, that, exactly?

Why is it so sentimental?

Could it be that he actually used a divine sense attack to make people unconsciously collect their minds, and then seize this gap to strike a thunderous blow?

Suddenly, Zhao Huan gathered his mind and quickly converged a large number of god-destroying fires towards the depths of the Starry Sky Consciousness Sea.

And the sad and desperate fluctuations that came out of the starry sky and the sea of knowledge immediately turned into nothing.

A trace of suffocation that had just arisen in Fang Cai's heart was like the yellow leaves on the branches, which were blown clean by a hurricane and there was no trace.

Then he condensed the fire of the god destroying into two pale red gazes, and shot towards the place that emitted a bleak white light not far away.

Zhao Huan's heart shook suddenly, it turned out that there were nearly a hundred skeletons gathered in front of him.

These skeletons are sitting and standing, lying and lying, and lying and prostrating.

Some had broken arms, some had broken thighs, some had missing heads, and some were from the middle of the skull.

Some of the whole skeleton was split into two halves, some were entangled with each other, and some still had half a long sword hanging in front of their chests......

Zhao Huan didn't look any further.

These skeletons reveal a variety of different poses.

They were silently telling of a bitter duel, a merciless struggle, a fierce battle full of bestiality and blood.

These skeletons are either cultivators or immortal cultivators, most of them are Buddha cultivators, and some of them are cultivators.

No matter who it is, they are all controlled and killed by cannibalism.

They cultivated to the infancy stage of the majority of the capital, and a small number of them were in the merger stage, and some were Xuan Immortals, or even gods.

So, what about their Yuan Baby, what about their Jindan, what about their souls, where have they gone now?

Could it be that the nearly 100 black shadows that I just sensed were all transformed by Yuan Ying, Jin Dan, or souls?

Why does it have a weird atmosphere?

Could it be that the secret technique that controlled the minds of these monks and made them kill each other was actually poisonous and even demonic?

Therefore, those Yuan Infants, Immortal Hearts, Divine Hearts, Jin Dan and even Souls who escaped from the physical body were all successfully demonized?

Did so many monks die here because they coveted the Soul Nourishing Stone?

Could it be that some ill-intentioned person deliberately led them into the secret land and wiped them out?

Who was so vicious as to let so many monks die, and what was the purpose of this cunning and vicious man?

Could it be、Could it be that these people were deliberately demonized to protect the treasure soul nourishing stone?

Is it the Ximen Tiger of the undead race?

Or to put it simply, is it the ruthlessness of the ruthless star lord who took away the Ximen Tiger?

Thinking like this, the more Zhao Huan thought about it, the more he felt that it was right and necessary, and the more he thought about it, the more angry he felt.

What Zhao Huan didn't know was that at this moment, there were already several eerie skeletons, quietly standing up.

They were facing him, emitting eerie and terrifying white light.

However, Zhao Huan turned a blind eye to this.

Could it be that he has lost his mind and fallen into the sinister and vicious trap of the skeleton?

Everything is unknown, it seems that everything is in the setting, and Zhao Huan at this moment is already in danger.

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