Ten Desolate Daluo

Chapter 415

"Why are the corpses of the ancient clan here?" Fang Qi was a little confused, but he couldn't find the answer.

However, he soon found the answer.

I saw another large batch of poison slowly penetrated into the depths of the woods from the outside. These poisons carried corpses one after another, and were moving towards the inside in an orderly manner.

"Are these corpses all poisoned to death by them?" Fang Qi exclaimed in a low voice when he saw this scene.

"It's possible..." Uncle Dao narrowed his eyes, and suddenly thought of an ancient rumor, and couldn't help but tremble in his heart, "It is said that some extremely terrible poisons need to devour the flesh and blood essence of other races if they want to sublimate. After that, a terrible transformation can occur, could this rumor be true?"

Fang Qi was secretly horrified, even the corpses of the ancient clan could be devoured, what kind of terrifying creature was that?

Soon, batch after batch of poisonous insects and ferocious beasts kept going back and forth, slowly returning from the outside world, and carrying the corpses they brought back to the depths.

"We are following closely." Uncle Dao whispered.

Everyone followed these poisons cautiously. They didn't know how many miles they had walked. After a rough estimate, it would take at least a hundred miles. Finally, they came to the depths of the valley, and in the depths of the valley, The surrounding vegetation is getting less and less, and it is bare, and the strong stench is getting stronger and stronger. People can't help but close their mouths and noses. The strong stench almost makes people faint.

"This is the place! The last time I came across the Wandu Spirit Liquid by chance, it was this valley! There is also a mark left by me when I left that day!" Uncle Dao looked excitedly at the place on a big rock in front of the valley. , depicting a peculiar rune, dancing with hands and feet.

"This is the place where the Wandu Spiritual Liquid is..." The faces of the Rakshamen people were also a little moved. The Wandu Spiritual Liquid is an extremely precious heaven and earth spiritual material. If it is sold, it can be sold for a sky-high price!

There was a fiery look in everyone's eyes, but the danger here also made them cautious, not daring to make any changes, for fear that their heads would be decapitated if they didn't make up their minds.

"Have you noticed that the miasma around here seems to have changed..." Fang Qi suddenly said.

"Change? What change?" Luo Xin's pretty face was full of bewilderment.

"The fog seems to have faded?" The old woman was silent for a while, and said slowly.

"It's not getting lighter, but the color is getting brighter..." Uncle Dao interjected, his face looking a little dignified, "Although the miasma before was gray and very dark, don't you think the miasma here is very bright?"

"Indeed, this is no longer a gray, lifeless miasma, but a light silver mist..." Old Ghost Xu nodded aside.

"And the corrosion is even more terrifying..." The bearded monk at the Rakshamen next to him said in a deep voice, "I can feel that my body is also being strongly corroded. There is also some burning pain..."

Everyone was startled, felt it carefully, there was indeed a faint pain on the surface of the skin, after distinguishing it, it was indeed the light silver miasma that was corroding their bodies!
Fang Qi nodded secretly, his precious body was extremely powerful, with great energy and blood, and he could feel the change of these pale silver mist at the first time. The mist was inhaled into the body and refined one by one.

This is the frightening thing about the treasure body of the extreme path. If you practice it to the extreme, you can even keep all dharma from your body!

"I suggest taking out the spiritual soldiers, otherwise we won't be able to last long with our physical bodies alone." Another monk at the Rakshasa Gate said in a deep voice, and at the same time took out a light shuttle, which emitted bursts of light to resist the attack. Looking at the surrounding fog, everyone also heard the violent sizzling sound corroding the spirit soldiers.

The others also took out their spiritual weapons one after another, and suddenly the vitality surged in the air, and the colorful spiritual weapons enveloped everyone, only Fang Qi remained indifferent, walking behind them with a calm expression.

Not long after walking, Fang Qi saw the corpses of monks again. These corpses had been corroded beyond recognition, and they didn't seem to have been brought in by poison. They should have happened to bump into this place, and they were corroded to death. The storage bag was also completely festered due to long-term corrosion, which sent chills down the spine of everyone.

The faces of the people became more and more serious. They saw many monks' corpses along the way, and Fang Qi even saw the Taoist robes of the Yiyuan Sect, which made him very dignified.

It seems that over the years, there are not a few people who have come to explore this valley.

"I'm not very clear about what's in it. I just took a look at the Wandu Spiritual Liquid from a distance back then, and didn't dare to go deep. I don't know what's inside. I advise you, you should be careful. "'Uncle Dao' said with a deep expression.

Everyone stepped into the deepest valley. At this moment, the light silver mist around them became thicker and the light around them became brighter. They followed the poison into the valley. There were few trees in the valley, and the hills were bare. The stench came from inside, and everyone involuntarily closed their mouths and noses, and at the same time blocked their pores, and stepped into it cautiously.

After entering the core area, Fang Qi soon came to the end. At the end, countless poisonous insects and ferocious beasts threw corpses into a huge Tianchi. There was a silver mist in the Tianchi, and a strong stench came from It was heard from inside that as soon as those corpses touched the venom in that day's pool, they instantly turned into water and disappeared without a trace.

Everyone gasped in unison, corroding the pitch-black wood in an instant. It was truly terrifying, but their spirit soldiers couldn't leave marks on the pitch-black bones, and they were corroded in an instant.

"Myriad Poison Spiritual Liquid! This pond contains Myriad Poison Spiritual Liquid!"

The cultivators of Rakshamen shouted excitedly.

"Looking at the concentration of the Ten Thousand Poison Spiritual Liquid, I'm afraid it's at least the grade of the fourth-grade spiritual treasure, and it may even be higher!" The bearded monk said excitedly, "This terrifying corrosiveness does not have a thousand-year history. It is impossible!"

The thousand-year-old poison spirit liquid!

Fourth Grade Lingzhen!

Just thinking about it makes my heart beat faster.

Sky price!

That's a real sky-high price!
Fang Qi didn't sacrifice the spirit soldiers, he clearly felt the strengthening of the corrosive power in this core area, and with his physical body, he didn't dare to stay here for too long, otherwise his precious body wouldn't be able to stand it either!

"Crackling-"

His Yuangang was being corroded and crackling at the moment, Fang Qi frowned, took Yuangang into his body, and walked around the valley with his body.

"Brother Fang, the physical body is really tyrannical." Seeing this scene, the cultivators at the Rakshasa Gate all stared wide-eyed and lost their voices.

"My little brother is a cultivator of body training." Fang Qi grinned and said indifferently. "However, my little brother's body can't hold it for too long. After all, this place is too corrosive. We quickly took the Ten Thousand Poison Spirit Liquid and left quickly."

Everyone nodded one after another. Indeed, this place is too terrifying, even a cultivator of body training style can't bear it.

(End of this chapter)