In an instant, all the things about soul searching rush into ye Ziheng's mind. Ye Ziheng sits cross legged and practices for about five minutes. After a hundred years, he opens his eyes and touches the head of one of the tomb guards.

"No more practice?"

The devil looked at ye Ziheng and asked, although "soul searching" is not a particularly difficult secret skill, but like ye Ziheng, he only practiced for five minutes and began to use it. I'm afraid he has not even practiced it.

But ye Ziheng shook his head and then said.

"There's no time. Practice while you're using it."

With that, a hand was put down and pressed on the head of the mausoleum guarding beast. At this moment, the eyes of the mausoleum guarding beast, which was about to be closed, suddenly opened, and then opened its mouth and roared. The body kept twisting, and the position of its nostrils and eyeballs began to bleed.

"Bang!"

With a muffled sound, the head of the tomb guarding beast suddenly exploded, blood and brain splashed everywhere, and ye Ziheng's face and body were stained everywhere.

However, ye Ziheng did not stop because of this. Instead, he grabbed another mausoleum guarding beast, and then a powerful force penetrated into the head of the tomb guarding beast.

After the experience of the last time, ye Ziheng's efficiency was obviously better than that of the last time. Some fragments began to drill into his mind. He saw he Xia'an. At the moment of seeing the snow collapse, he Xiaan suddenly fell down from above.

But at this moment, it was "bang!" Ye Ziheng's body shook and opened his eyes slowly. He saw that the head of the tomb guarding beast in his hand had disappeared, leaving only the blood and brains of his hands.

Ye Ziheng could not help but frown, but still stretched out his hand to touch another monster.

Then there was a burst of fragmentary memory, but the time line and position were not the same, so ye Ziheng saw a lot of them, but in less than 10 seconds, the brain of the tomb guarding beast exploded again.

In this way, ye Ziheng explodes the brains of one tomb guarding beast after another, and segments of memories are spliced together in ye Ziheng's mind. Soon, a complete picture appears in front of Ye Ziheng.

"Bang!"

When ye Ziheng blasted the head of the animal, a complete memory was formed.

A sound of snow collapse sounded, and the whole snow surface collapsed, and he Xiaan also fell down. These mausoleum guarding animals watched he Xiaan secretly and waited quietly until a long time passed. Finally, they could not wait and took the first step towards the deep. These mausoleum guarding animals also got up with their actions.

After that, ye Ziheng only had some small fragments flashed by from time to time, because his soul searching skill was still not skilled enough. After only practicing for five minutes, he could get this effect and it was very good.

But even if it is only a few small fragments, it is enough for ye Ziheng. At least he knows the general direction he Xiaan will go after.

After knowing all this, ye Ziheng did not stop at the same place, but started to run in the direction of he Xia'an. However, ye Ziheng could still feel clearly that he had never disappeared.

After running for more than two hours, ye Ziheng came across a fork in the road. There were three directions in total. Ye Ziheng didn't know where the three directions were going, and there was no breath left here, which made ye Ziheng a little puzzled.

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