The void on the third floor, above the top of the mountain, is like the ripples on the first floor, showing a transparent and twisted air wall shape.

Everyone came here in a short while and looked at the wall of air in front of them.

I just didn’t have to wait long for the first batch of people to see it.

Silently, Zhang Feng arrived here and stepped in.

It was also two breaths late, and the young master and others followed.

Just as Zhang Feng and others left one after another, everyone filed in.

The team of six people entered in the 26th batch.

At the same time, they took a step forward.

What struck them again was blood-red clouds floating in the sky, bringing a strange aura to the place.

And after everyone was teleported to the third floor, it was as if they had stepped into another time and space.

Everyone who came in from behind was teleported to different locations.

Now on the west side of the third floor, it seems that there are only six people in the team here.

Apart from them, there was a black land spreading in front of them, and they didn't know where it extended.

Behind him are twisted waves of nothingness, crushing the occasional blowing gravel.

For a moment, the captain and others first moved a little further away from the void behind them, and then began to take a cautious look at the surrounding scene.

Not long after, the captain let out a surprised sound, and regardless of where Zhang Feng was, he warned everyone first,

"The aura here is a little weird..."

The captain seemed to be feeling something and vetoed decisively, "Sure enough! The spiritual energy here is completely incompatible with the techniques we practice. It is best not to take in too much, otherwise it will take a lot of effort to expel these spiritual energy."

"Brother is right..." Although the fourth child had a hot temper, he was very careful and obedient when faced with cultivation problems and did not use the spiritual energy of this place to practice again.

Because if you know that cultivation is not working, but you still try to find trouble by changing the method, then that is a problem.

"Let's go..." Lao San looked around. When he realized that there was no danger, he motioned for everyone to go to the left first. "The spiritual energy fluctuations on the left are obviously higher than here. I think if we continue to go to the left, it should be

You can find some different places.”

"The third floor is not recorded in ancient books..." The captain led everyone to follow the third child, "It's better to be careful to avoid unnecessary things happening."

"I feel like I can't avoid it even if I want to..." The fourth child laughed, "Look at the weird aura here. If I say there isn't anything weird here. Do you believe it?"

"So it's better to be careful." The captain continued to move forward.

Everyone looked at the reality, alerted their surroundings, and moved forward to follow.

At the same time, not only the six members of the team were so careful.

Even the other monks who were on the edge of the third layer of barrier, after realizing that the spiritual energy here was strange, did not use it to practice.

Also on the north side of the third floor.

After Zhang Feng arrived here, he felt with his mind that the third level was filled with an indescribable wave.

If you have to carefully understand it, it is actually similar to what the captain and others said. It is essentially the same as the first level of spiritual energy fluctuations. It is a kind of evil spirit spreading similar to ghosts. It is completely opposite to the spiritual energy on Wuji Continent.

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But Zhang Feng knew more about evil spirits and ghost spirits than the captain and others.

Then through personal on-the-spot investigation.

Zhang Feng also knew that this contradiction was like mutual repulsion, differences in cultivation, but also mixed with spiritual energy, which made them somewhat involved with the outside world.

But no matter what.

Zhang Feng absorbed the spiritual energy of this place, but felt like a fish in water.

The demon evil meridians in the body are flowing with black spiritual energy, which are all formed from the spiritual energy of this place.

Feel these.

Zhang Feng only had one idea, that this was a holy land for demon cultivators and ghosts to practice.

But compared to the quality of Guidu's spiritual energy, it is still slightly inferior.

Zhang Feng felt this and walked forward while practicing his exercises. He wanted to take a look around and see where the secrets of the third level were.

And as time goes by.

After Zhang Feng went about three hundred miles further ahead, he saw an illusory figure emerging in the distance.

Walk forward again.

The illusory figure in front of him is a soul, but his strength is at the early stage of ascension.

But when the ghost old man saw Zhang Feng approaching, he became alert the next moment.

Ghosts are still souls, and their strength is no longer one-tenth of its original strength.

He was obviously wary of Zhang Feng, a living person who suddenly arrived.

In other words, a monk at the peak of transcending tribulations can easily disperse the old man and use his soul as his own nourishment.

At one time, Zhang Feng took a few steps forward, and he took a few steps back.

This is why the old man, in addition to feeling that Zhang Feng's level is not low, can also deeply sense that Zhang Feng has a terrifying wave of aura on his body, as if he will be instantly shaken up as soon as he comes into contact with it.

But in fact, Zhang Feng did not intentionally reveal his own aura.

On the contrary, this is just Zhang Feng running his skills and ghost capital fragments all the time, absorbing nearby spiritual energy as usual, and practicing on a daily basis.

But for the souls who need to practice ghost energy, seeing Zhang Feng today and sensing the "horrible whirlpool" around Zhang Feng is no less than a lonely wild ghost seeing a ghost in the underworld.

This is an innate restraint and cannot be justified in any way.

Unless the old man who is on the edge of the third level has entered the realm of immortals, he can use part of his own strength to offset this crushing suction force.

As time passed, the surrounding space stretched, infinitely narrowing the distance between the two.

Zhang Feng pressed forward step by step, as if he really wanted to kill the old man, but in fact he wanted to scare the ghost cultivator first, and then he could communicate with him.

Otherwise, none of the monks who could live for such a long time would be easy to communicate with.

But when the old man saw Zhang Feng not letting him go, he backed away. When there was no way to retreat, he seemed to accept his fate and spoke first,

"This fellow Taoist... I am the elder of the Qianhe Sect thirty-six thousand years ago. Today I know that you will not let me go easily, but before I die, can you tell me some things about the outside world?

..How is our Qianhe Sect doing now?”

"Thousand Crane Sect... Thirty-six thousand years ago..." When Zhang Feng heard this sect, he thought about the ancient books he saw in Taoist Lianyun's mansion.

It is true that 30,000 years ago, there was a middle-level sect called Qianhe Sect.

It was only 16,000 years ago that it was removed from the Wuji Continent.

The specific matter is nothing more than a vendetta.

At that time, he was the leader of the Thousand Cranes Sect, a monk who had reached the pinnacle, and offended the sect that had human immortals.

Moreover, the leader of the Qianhe Sect doesn't know anyone yet and has a tough temper.

This can be said to be an open flame meeting a firecracker.

This ending goes without saying.

The confiscation of homes and the extermination of families often happen in Wuji Continent.

The Qianhe Sect had more than 10,000 disciples at that time, but all of them were driven out and killed by the sect with the Immortal.

Even if there are still remaining Qianhe Sect disciples in the future, they want to avenge the sect.

But with such an ending, it would be difficult for them to make waves.

Over time, the Thousand Cranes Sect became a story in ancient books.

But now, this old man from the Thousand Cranes Sect is actually living in this place in the form of his soul.

Zhang Feng thought about it and couldn't help but ask him: "The lifespan of an ascended monk is only nine thousand years, and even if he is reincarnated, he cannot escape the catastrophe of eighteen thousand years.

Now according to Taoist friends, you are more than 36,000 years old, is this?"

In this world, the lifespan of an ascended monk is only nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine years.

Even if you are reincarnated and practice to the same level, as long as you don't break through to the immortal level, you will still be condemned by heaven at a multiple of nine thousand years.

In this kind of condemnation, the only outcome is that the soul will fly into annihilation and will never be reincarnated.

Zhang Feng can be heard asking.

The old man rarely showed a hint of bitterness, as if he was struggling to survive, and he told without any concealment what all the senior souls in Yingmo knew.

"To be fair to fellow Taoists, disasters can be avoided in this world.

Nowadays, there are countless lonely souls like me who have survived for more than 30,000 years, or even 60,000, or 120,000 years...

If there are no outside monks to interfere and hunt us down now... fellow Taoist monks might still be able to meet the senior monks who have lived for millions of years..."

'Hunting...' When Zhang Feng heard this word, he recalled the situation when the old man saw him before, and he also knew why the old man was on guard against him.
To be continued...