According to legend, this world was originally dark. After 48,000 years, the giant god Pangu opened the world and transformed mountains and rivers. After 48,000 years, Nuwa created humans.

According to legend, the first beam of light in the world is born in the darkest place.

The boundless darkness, as if eternal, swallows everything.

Ye Xuan rose from the wind and flew from the cliff. The darkness came into his eyes.

The wind in my ears was whistling, and under this undead abyss, there was only eternal silence.

Finally, Ye Xuan stepped on the ground and fell into this undead abyss.

Ye Xuan didn't care where this undead abyss came from and how it was formed.

Although it was pitch black all around, Ye Xuan's eyes were like torches, and a ray of light shot out from his eyes, and all the scenery under the Dead Abyss were visible.

After touching his lips and savoring the kiss Lu Xueqi just now, Ye Xuan couldn't help but become confused.

Lu Xueqi knew that her cultivation was not enough, and she knew that there were many dangers below. She didn't want to be a burden to him, so she decisively withdrew when she saw Ye Xuan so resolutely.

"What a woman from Zhong Linghuixiu!"

Ye Xuan thought silently in his heart.

In the endless and boundless darkness, a little light suddenly appeared in front of Ye Xuan's eyes. It was a faint, with a white light. It floated in the darkness and entangled itself, like the gentlest woman, holding her beloved lover and lingering with him.

It was like a squirt of light smoke, with some emptiness and emptiness. In the air, beside Ye Xuan, it gradually turned into a beautiful and desolate face, kissing Ye Xuan's lips!

There was a faint fragrance, a hint of confusion, and there was nothing left with coldness!

The coldness that enters the heart!

Looking at Lu Xueqi suddenly appeared in front of him, Ye Xuan's eyes were blurred, his hands were in his arms, and his fragrance was as soft as jade.

But soon, Ye Xuan's eyes slowly woke up, and a hot fire burst out from Ye Xuan's body. The woman who looked exactly like Lu Xueqi in front of him turned into a ray of blue smoke and dissipated, as if she had never appeared before.

"Ghost spirit!" Ye Xuan had never been so angry. These ghost spirits seemed to be desecrating the goddess in his heart. If he hadn't just separated from Lu Xueqi, he knew that the other party would not have appeared here at all, so even Ye Xuan would have found a story.

According to ancient sayings, only the soul and soul are immortal. After a lifetime, the soul and spirit will leave the body and go to the next life, and reincarnation will continue in life. However, there are resentment in the world. Because of the three poisons of greed, anger, and ignorance, because of fear, evil, and fear, they are attached to the world, looking back on the past, and not wanting to be reborn, which is a "yin spirit".

Although these ghosts seem harmless, the illusion created is extremely realistic, which makes Ye Xuan, a mid-stage cultivator in the Nascent Soul stage, almost unable to resist.

However, if I hadn't been in a daze just now, these ghosts wouldn't have had this opportunity.

Thinking of this, a brilliance flashed in Ye Xuan's eyes, and the originally dark and dark abyss was clearly reflected in his eyes.

I just wiped out the vaginal spirit myself, as if I poured cold water into a oil pan, and it instantly boiled. Countless vaginal spirits seemed to wake up from a long sleep, feeling the warmth of the human body that had appeared for the first time in hundreds of years, gathered towards Ye Xuan.

The white light like light smoke drifted unsteadily and transformed into countless faces, including men or women, old or young, beautiful or ugly. However, at this moment, there was only one feeling in Ye Xuan's eyes: cold.

These Yin spirits are surrounded by Yin energy, giving people a cold and bone-black feeling.

The ghosts were densely packed, covering every corner of the Dead Abyss. At this time, the Dead Abyss was under the white light emitted by the ghost, as if it was daylight.

Seeing so many ghosts floating towards him, even Ye Xuan felt a numbness in his scalp.

The only thing that is thankful is that although there are many Yin spirits, each one has no spiritual intelligence under its cultivation strength.

Perhaps Ye Xuan had some difficulty in solving these ghosts, but it was easy to run away.

After all, I have a lot of skills and have the trump card of the Flying Thunder God. In this world, there is no place that can be trapped in me.

Long before, Ye Xuan secretly set up the flying thunder god mark in a place outside the Ancient Cave of Wanfu, so even if he couldn't beat it, it was still easy to run away.

Just as Ye Xuan was about to retreat to find the blood-dropping hole, the soul-devouring rod in his dantian suddenly became restless.

I saw the soul-devouring rod suddenly flying from Ye Xuan's dantian, and the soul-devouring rod emitted a faint light. As soon as the ghosts approached, they were absorbed by the soul-devouring rod, just like a vampire bat, sucking people into humans and fucking them, but the soul-devouring rod was made more absolutely.

The ghost absorbed by the Soul-Devouring Rod directly turns into fluorescence and is then swallowed by the Soul-Devouring Rod.

After absorbing these ghosts, the soul-devouring rod suddenly slammed into the air for several rounds, and seemed very excited.

Looking at the Soul-Devouring Stick, Ye Xuan paused slightly and his eyes flashed.

"Soul-eating?"

Thinking of this, Ye Xuan suddenly smiled and forgot about this. The bloodthirsty bead itself has the ability to absorb other people's blood and strengthen itself, and the soul-catching rod can also absorb the soul in the soul and shock all ghosts.

When the soul-capturing rod and the bloodthirsty beads fuse into the soul-devouring rod, the soul-devouring rod now has an additional function that can absorb the power of these ghosts and strengthen itself.

"No wonder this soul-devouring stick is so excited!"

The Soul-Devouring Stick is connected to Ye Xuan's mind, and the magic weapon has a spirit, so you can feel all the emotions from the Soul-Devouring Stick.

After absorbing the Yin spirit, the momentum of the Soul-Devouring Stick couldn't help but increase a little. Although it was so small that it only absorbed the power brought by a Yin spirit. There were countless Yin spirits under this undead abyss.

Ye Xuan looked at these ghosts and his eyes flashed. It seemed that he could not just leave like this.

Thinking of this, Ye Xuan waved his hand and the soul-devouring rod flew from the air to his palm.

The magic power in the body surged and finally poured into the soul-devouring rod, causing the soul-devouring rod, which originally emitted a faint light to shine.

For a moment, the Yin Ling, who originally wanted to rush towards Ye Xuan, suddenly stopped and then made a sharp cry from her mouth, with fear and fear in her voice.

This soul-devouring rod has the function of soul-catching and can shock all ghosts. Now under the action of Ye Xuan, these ghosts that originally rushed like tides suddenly spread out madly around, wanting to stay away from Ye Xuan as soon as possible.

"I want to run? No way!"

Ye Xuan held the soul-devouring rod in his hand, and suddenly rushed out and flew towards the ghosts.

Originally, Ye Xuan did not intend to care about these ghosts, but now that the Soul-Devouring Rod can improve its quality and strength after absorbing these ghosts, Ye Xuan can only clear all these ghosts.

The soul-devouring rod in his hand flew away, and wherever he passed, the Yin spirit turned into nutrients and entered the soul-devouring rod.

At this time, the soul-devouring rod began to slowly transform, and a thread of blood-like silk thread slowly climbed up the soul-devouring rod, making the soul-devouring rod look even more charming.

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