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Chapter 343 Interrupted(2/2)

Zhang Yang is now really interested in this ghost cave and soul abyss.

Over the past few months, he found that the gusts of gusts of gusts in the ghost cave were blown from the depths of the soul abyss. It was these gusts that made the yin energy of the entire ghost cave extremely strong.

He has checked several soul abysses and found that it is the case.

Moreover, the more you go inside, the more intense the yin wind, and they bring out a rich yin energy, turning the entire ghost cave into a good yin land.

The formation of each Yin land is different. As for the cultivation world, most of them are condensed by the Yin veins; some, such as having a Yin spring, may form Yin land.

However, an area as large as the ghost cave is almost not weaker than that of 100,000 mountains and Xuyunze. In theory, only the Yin veins with excellent quality, or even the Nine Yin veins - and it must be the Nine Yin veins with particularly large areas, so that such a large area of ​​Yin can be formed.

However, Zhang Yang had been wandering in the ghost cave for so long, but he didn't even see a decent Yin vein.

This situation is too strange.

Even if he was not discovered by Shi Xiao, Zhang Yang originally planned to enter the depths of the Soul Abyss after successfully advancing. Now that the advancement is interrupted, it is a little regretful, but it doesn't matter.

Because for Zhang Yang, his strength comes from powerful martial arts, perverted talented magical powers, and immortal treasures. When you enter the depths of the soul abyss, your yin energy will be more intense. As long as there is a suitable place, Zhang Yang will naturally advance more smoothly after practicing.

After comforting himself, Zhang Yang continued to move forward.

After more than two hours of his departure, several figures flashed and landed next to the crack that Zhang Yang cut through the large-scale cutting operation.

"Damn it! My tribe members died below." Naraku looked tyrannical.

"Where is Zhang Yang's trace? Are you sure he has entered?" The Lord of the Soul-Devouring Palace obviously didn't care much about the dead stone lord.

"Confirm! It's very certain below. There are my tribe members in other places nearby. They have never seen Zhang Yang's traces, so there is only one direction inside. Unfortunately, there is not enough time, and my tribe members have only arrived here."
Chapter completed!
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