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Chapter 75. Ghost Wave.

One, two, four twenty-three, twenty-three, and twenty-three foundation-building cultivators chased after him. Ye Feng didn't have to look back, and he could know how many people came from behind through some feelings.

"I really think of me. These twenty-three people are preparing to kill me with the power of thunder to seize my magic weapon."

Ye Feng's eyes narrowed, and his body suddenly changed direction and rushed into a rugged valley.

On the left and right, there is only one place to hide, but this strange rock-formed valley made Ye Feng feel uneasy.

The gray air lingers and the cold wind blows.

The shape of the strange rock is vaguely strange, like a ghost, a demon, but also like a miserable face after death. This seems to be an unknown place and a place for ghosts.

"It's better to be caught in the inside than being chased by twenty-three foundation-building monks. If the people behind me chased me a little later, even if I have the ability to do it, I will not be able to escape from nearly two hundred foundation-building monks,"

Ye Feng thought for a flash, no longer hesitated, his body accelerated and leaped a few times again, and disappeared into the strange rock valley.

After ten breaths, more than twenty figures fell outside the valley in one go.

"Oh no, this kid was in a panic and entered the valley of resentment. I heard that there were many crises here. I don't know how many foundation-building monks died inside. It was an unknown place. There might be some powerful ghosts hidden inside. If we just went in, it would be difficult to get out." A monk stopped and his face changed.

"Resentment Valley? I have heard of this. This valley was originally an ordinary place. At some point, it was surrounded by a layer of strange fog and strange rocks, absorbing resentment and death energy from a hundred miles. It was formed. It was said that the reason for this phenomenon was caused by a large formation set up by a senior after sitting here. Later, many foundation-building monks went in to look for opportunities. For some reason, there were ten people, and one or two people returned. The monks who came back did obtain some excellent magic weapons and elixirs. However, there were more people going there and more deaths later, and the more detailed calculations were not worth it, so few people went in again." Another foundation-building monk stopped, his face full of concerns.

After all, the mortality rate in this valley of resentment is too high, and it can be said that it will be a life-threatening life. Many monks are unwilling to enter in the situation without any benefit.

"Hmph, what's the point of being in a small danger? You should know that the things on this kid are treasures, not magical tools, and elixirs can be compared. Since you are afraid of your hands and feet and dare not go in, then I'll leave first."

A monk thought about it and felt that although the risk was not small, the benefits were high and hesitant, so he jumped in quickly without hesitation.

With the first monk in the Foundation Establishment Stage, the concerns in other monks' hearts have been reduced. In addition, although this place is dangerous, it is not a place to die, and there is also a sense of luck in mind.

"Swoosh!"

The second monk gave up his concern and jumped in.

Then a group of monks followed him unwilling to fall behind.

"These foundation-building monks didn't catch up. No, there is danger here."

Ye Feng, who was running, suddenly paused and stopped immediately.

"The foundation-building monks behind him actually paused a little outside the valley and did not catch up. What does this mean? This shows that they are concerned about the dangers of this valley, measuring the pros and cons, choosing to chase me or give up, and what danger will make a group of foundation-building monks give up a treasure that they can get? Life and death, only their own life and death will make them hesitate in the magic weapon."

Ye Feng was not a stupid person either. This situation only took a dozen breaths, and he immediately realized something was wrong.

"A valley that can make the monks in the foundation-building stage have life and death disasters must be full of crises. I must deal with it carefully."

Ye Feng's spiritual consciousness was released, and his true energy began to operate slowly, and his running speed decreased slightly.

Perhaps because of the strange environment here, Ye Feng's spiritual consciousness could only be stretched out ten feet, but he was powerless to go out. In desperation, he had to move forward secretly and act cautiously with constant response to changes.

A quarter of an hour passed.

I don’t know if it is because of the restriction of human spiritual consciousness or other reasons. In this not short period of time, no Foundation Establishment Cultivator caught up with him. This is a bit unreasonable. It only takes twenty breaths to catch up with Ye Feng at the speed of Foundation Establishment Cultivator. Although he hesitated for a while, it will take less than a quarter of an hour.

Suddenly.

Ye Feng stopped, he frowned deeply, and looked at the strange rocks and gray fog around him.

"It makes no sense. My journey is not broken. How come I have reached the end? I was worried about what kind of illusion array I encountered before, so I specially remembered the shapes and appearances of these strange rocks, but I have never repeated them along the way. No, no, I just remembered the strange rocks without repeating them, but I forgot the strange things of these strange rocks."

Ye Feng thought of something, his face couldn't help but show great solemnity. He finally discovered the strangeness of this strange rock.

The divine consciousness, these strange rocks do not exist in Ye Feng's divine consciousness.

This discovery made Ye Feng's scalp numb.

You should know that the spiritual consciousness is transformed from mental power. It is clearer and more reliable than the eyes and ears perceived. Now that such a strange thing has happened, how can you not be nervous?

Is it because the spiritual consciousness has an illusion, or the eyes have an illusion?

"It seems that I can't get out of this strange valley and it's this strange rock that made it."

Ye Feng frowned, and after thinking about it for no reason, Luck Zhenyuan slapped the strange rock.

"boom!"

This strange stone turned into a pile of gravel under Ye Feng's palm like an ordinary rock.

"Hiss! Hiss!" Then a trace of black gas leaked out from the gravel. This situation made Ye Feng even more curious. He waved his sleeve without thinking and blew the stone away.

Under the stone is a pit less than three inches, but the pit is bottomless and dark, as if it is connected to another world.

"Is this the exit of this valley?" Ye Feng was curious and his spiritual sense penetrated it.

Immediately, Ye Feng's face changed drastically. He exclaimed, and he stomped his feet heavily and jumped forward quickly, a few points faster than when he was rushing out and escaping.

Suddenly, after running for three breaths, several strange laughs came from the black hole behind him.

"Gaga, it's been a long time since monks came here, and they can eat their flesh and blood again. Please wake up,"

After the weird laughed, a huge aura appeared, and then a black yin energy ejected from the hole just now and suddenly filled the air.

When I looked closely at the black fog, it was all composed of dense ghosts and souls, shaped like a tide, covering the sky and overwhelmingly. The place where Ye Feng was standing was suddenly swallowed by the black tide.

Ghosts are all ghosts, on the ground, in the sky, and in the sky, resentful ghosts are everywhere, wandering around, sweeping around in a vast way.

Every time a strange rock passed, a yin energy erupted, and the ghosts that were looking at rushed out of the ground.

"The Yin Vein, there is a Yin Vein underground in this valley, which is an excellent place to breed ghosts. Therefore, the ghosts here have accumulated to an amazing level over the years. Although the nine layers of those ghosts are fragile, they can kill dozens or hundreds with one blow, but the number is too large, and all of them have formed a wave. Even the Jindan monks have to avoid the edge for a while."

A trace of cold sweat appeared on Ye Feng's forehead. He finally knew where he had come. No wonder the foundation-building cultivators in the previous period were hesitant and dared not catch up.

This place is not just a life of death. Once all the ghosts here explode, let alone a life of death, it is simply a life of death. Everyone in the valley will be swallowed up by the waves formed by ghosts, and even the masters of Jindan will have no chance to escape.

"Damn it, I finally got rid of the pursuit of these Foundation Establishment Cultivators and encountered this kind of thing again. It seems that I am really lucky."

Ye Feng clenched his fists and couldn't help but become more anxious.

Sudden,
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