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The spiritual power emanating from the treasures on the altar made Zhang Tian feel a little unbearable, but looking at the numerous bones around the altar, Zhang Tianqiang restrained his excitement and lowered his head to inspect the bones all over the floor. stand up……

Among the piles of bones in the ground, Zhang Tian found dozens of storage bags. Most of the storage bags were rotten, and the spirit stones inside had already become extremely dim, and their value was not comparable to an ingot of ten taels of silver. However, there are still five or six items in the storage bag that still have a little light, but obviously they have lost all spirituality...

Hard work pays off, Zhang Tian always found out that one of the storage bags contained the token of the suzerain of the Huanyumen, but it was obviously decayed, and Zhang Tian suspected that if he used a little more effort, the token would be lost. I'm afraid it's about to crumble to pieces...

Zhang Tian carefully put the token into a storage jade box, put it into the storage ring, and then turned his head to look at the treasure in the center...

The treasure exudes a dazzling light, making it hard to look directly at it, but judging from the seductive fragrance it emits, it should be a treasure of heaven and earth, otherwise there would not be so many bones dying here...

Although Zhang Tian believed that he was a man of extraordinary cultivation, he saw so many monsters and human corpses perish here. After careful consideration, the task he wanted to complete had been completed, and this unnecessary risk would be discussed next time, so Turn around and go straight out...

"You... have to go! Why are you so reluctant to let go of such a good baby!" Suddenly, a hoarse voice came from behind. This sudden voice made Zhang Tian almost tremble with fright...

Zhang Tian slowly turned around, and saw the white-haired old man appearing in front of him at an unknown time, his empty eyes were fixed on Zhang Tian, ​​he smiled strangely, and stretched out a bony finger Holding the treasure, "This is a rare treasure—Qi Ling, don't you think so?"

The old man walked while talking, and when he stopped, he stood impartially at the entrance of the passageway back, which just blocked Zhang Tian's way back. Zhang Tian was taken aback, and subconsciously wanted to activate the talisman he had quietly prepared in his hand. , but he still held back, but a trace of cold sweat broke out unconsciously on his body, and he looked at the old man in front of him warily...

"This old man, can I borrow it?" Zhang Tian looked at the old man cautiously and said...

"Oh... how many people dream of the baby, you... just dismiss it like this?" The old man's mouth opened and closed, and he seemed to be speaking in a leisurely manner, without any intention of moving away...

"Old man, I'm not familiar with this thing, you should go and see if there is a chance!" Zhang Tian smiled and fastened the talisman...

The old man sat down on the ground with a strange expression on his face, as if he was thinking to himself: "Hey, I'm afraid you don't even know what Qiling is! This is one of the spirits of heaven and earth. As the name suggests, this It is to pray to God to give you a treasure to stimulate the hidden spirit root. As long as you are a monk, you must have the spiritual root, and what you dream of is even the hidden spirit root. A trace of hidden spiritual root is separated out, which in turn stimulates the potential of cultivation, so all the bones in front of you are flocking to it! It's a pity..."

The empty eyes of the old man suddenly lit up, and his expression suddenly became solemn when he looked at Zhang Tian. Suddenly he stretched out a hand and pointed it at the sky. Attracted by a huge magnet, madness poured into the top of the altar. At this time, a piece of clear sky appeared in the sky of Death Valley. The golden sunlight mixed with mist softly sprinkled into the altar. The holy light fell on Zhang Tian's body, as if for him. Plated with a golden halo...

Even if Zhang Tian wanted to issue the talisman at this time, he was unable to do what he wanted. He was so suppressed by the spiritual energy that he couldn't move the slightest...

At this time, the treasure above the altar—Qi Ling, emitted an endless red mist like a monster in the altar as if in response, and the mist on the entire altar condensed into a ball, and this mist completely enveloped the altar. The sky that should have been clear has been stained with scarlet blood at this moment, and more than half of the space has been turned scarlet by the mist, rolling like a sea of ​​blood, and there is a decaying smell everywhere...

But in the center of the sea of ​​blood, there is a very conspicuous place. The sea of ​​blood is obviously centered on Zhang Tian. Zhang Tian looked at the hellish scene in front of him, and suddenly took a deep breath. The dark red mist around him was pure. Incomparably, with traces of aura, Zhang Tian tried to control his body with his thoughts, but before he could think about it, the dark red mist suddenly turned into a group of red filaments, flowing along his body. The watch slowly penetrated into the body, slowly penetrated from the fingertips to the arm and then into the body surface...

When the red filaments entered Zhang Tian's eyes, there was a boundless sea of ​​red fog in front of Zhang Tian's eyes. He stood alone in the wilderness, the wind was dancing around, and the sky was full of chaotic clouds, dark gray. The spiritual power in the vast sea of ​​fog is surging and rolling, and the rolling sound seems to be rolling in spring thunder. It seems that this is the end of the world, everything is like chaos, only the terrifying danger of the confrontation between heaven and earth...

While Zhang Tianzheng was in a daze, he suddenly saw a purple mist appearing in the depths of the sea of ​​fog. The purple mist ran through the north and south, and began to be like a line. Slowly, he saw that it was stretching wide and thousands of miles long, roaring with a destructive momentum. come...

The purple mist seemed to be far away, but it appeared in front of his eyes in an instant. Only then did Zhang Tian realize that the purple mist actually penetrated his body, as if it was like a huge ocean wave, like a wall. The high purple wall approached across the sky, with an aura that crushed everything...

At this moment, Zhang Tian felt that he was having some palpitations, and subconsciously dodged, but before he could dodge, the purple mist swept over his body immediately, and immediately felt as if a sharp knife pierced through his body. Come roaring, but whizzing away like nothing...

Before Zhang Tian could heave a sigh of relief, the same scene appeared again in the distance in front of him. A red mist surged up again, like a huge wave, and the same mist passed through his body directly, and the momentum was much stronger than before. When the body passed by, there was a burning like a heat wave. Zhang Tian felt as if his consciousness was being roasted in a raging fire. I calmed down, but the mist seemed to be boundless, and the next yellow mist came again...