Immediately afterwards, Meng Yan repeated his old trick and interrogated the second prisoner himself.

This prisoner was very unlucky. He had a dart stuck in his head, which made him look particularly funny.

The interrogation process was the same as before. They asked about the key and the place of death, and compared the two. After confirming that they were correct, Meng Yan kindly sent him to be reincarnated.

After finishing this, Meng Yan sat alone under the tree and sorted out the information he had just obtained.

The harvest this time was really rich, and it answered many questions in his mind.

It turns out that emotional spirits were created to help with spiritual practice.

No wonder the effect is better than any other elixir. This is obviously ancient high technology.

It turns out that there really are intelligent beings in the ruins, and they have reached an agreement with the crows.

No wonder they attack the defense like crazy.

It turns out that the value of Meng's Kung Fu is not just a half-step foundation building, it is also related to the inheritance of Linghua Sect.

Neither of the two prisoners knew what was going on in the Forbidden Spirit Death Ground.

They did not dare to stay in the place of death for a long time and came and went in a hurry, so they did not know the process of the trial.

However, the Red Frost Divine Envoy has so much confidence in him, which means that the forbidden spirit death place is not an absolute death place for him. As long as he is careful, there should be no big problem.

As for the situation of the exploration team and rescue team that were trapped in a dead end, Meng Yan had no way of guessing.

They might all be dead, or they might still be alive.

No matter what, he should go in and take a look, to see the living person and the dead body.

After sorting out the information, Meng Yan gathered his team members and said, "I'm going to see the place of death."

Lei Bing quickly dissuaded him: "That's a place of death."

Ji Xiaomin also quickly advised: "Meng Yan, it's too dangerous. I know that Meng's method is a method of body training, and I also know that you are very strong, but it is still too risky."

"Don't worry, nothing will happen. In fact, those crows have all gone to their deaths," Meng Yan said.

Everyone is curious.

"So, your interrogation skills are not up to par, and you didn't ask for such critical information." Meng Yan criticized, "I left the matter to you, just hoping that you can handle it well. As a result, you let me down.

"

Several people lowered their heads, a little ashamed.

Meng Yan was absolutely right. They didn't even find out such crucial information through interrogation.

"Their method is very strange, but I can use it too." Meng Yan did not go into too much detail about copying magical powers, "I am going to go to the death place to see, and you are on guard outside. If I don't come out in half an hour, you can just

Leave, return to the camp, and report the situation here."

"This is an order, do you understand it?" Meng Yan asked loudly.

"clear."

"Just understand, remember to obey orders." After saying that, Meng Yan stood up and walked towards the teleportation platform.

The teleportation platform is nearby, not far away.

It was a stone platform about five meters in diameter, covered with moss and vegetation. Although it looked dilapidated, its functions were intact.

Meng Yan mobilized his spiritual energy to establish contact with the surrounding space, and then obtained four spatial directions.

One is connected to the ruins of the sect, one is connected to the land of lust and death, one is connected to the land of dead bones, and the last one is connected to the land of forbidden spirits and death.

This teleportation array consumes a lot of spiritual energy.

The more people are teleported, the greater the consumption; the farther the teleportation distance, the greater the consumption.

A monk who has perfected the realm of distraction can probably barely teleport himself.

This is also the reason why the six foundation builders are stationed here.

There is not enough foundation building to provide energy, and it is impossible to teleport dozens of people at once.

Meng Yan chose the place of death for forbidden spirits.

In an instant, gray fog filled the air and enveloped Meng Yan. In the blink of an eye, his figure disappeared from the teleportation platform.

…

…

The gray space is filled with brown-yellow mist.

Mu Qian carefully treated the wounded man's wound. When she reached for the medicine box, she couldn't help but frown, and said with some despair: "The hemostatic medicine is gone."

The exploration team did not bring many medicines, only two medical kits in total. Although they tried their best to save, they still ran out.

The current medical kit was brought over by the rescue team and has now been used up.

The atmosphere is very depressing.

No one spoke.

Since arriving at this ghost place, the team members have suffered heavy losses.

There are a total of 60 people in the two exploration teams, 19 people have died and 7 others were seriously injured.

Mentors, soldiers, students, and even technical experts are all dying one after another.

What's worse than having no medicine is that they are running out of ammunition.

The exploration team's ammunition was almost exhausted the day before yesterday. Later, the rescue team was also trapped here. They replenished a batch of ammunition, but after two days, they were in danger again.

There is not the slightest bit of inspiration here. The practitioners can't use any skills in this ghost place, and they are not as useful as ordinary warriors.

Fortunately, the soldiers of the Secret Service were all elite and remained calm in the face of emergencies. After finding that they could not leave, they used earthwork methods to encircle a circular trench. Otherwise, the team would not have been able to survive now.

Wang Ruolong lit a cigarette.

What you breathe in is anxiety, and what you breathe out is despair.

"Here we come, here we come again. We can't even kill him!"

A figure walked out of the brown mist, holding a sword, and rushed over at a very fast speed. Its figure was blurry and could not be seen clearly. Neither its appearance nor its clothes could be seen clearly. It was clearly just a silhouette.

However, facing this silhouette, the people in the trenches felt as if they were facing a formidable enemy.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Gunfire rang out.

The silhouette was shot and slowed down, but it was still rushing towards the trench and was there in an instant.

Some soldiers quickly threw grenades.

However, before the grenade exploded, the silhouette dodged, then adjusted its angle, jumped up, and suddenly rushed to the trench, raising his hand and striking out with a sword.

The soldier who just threw the grenade was unable to effectively dodge at all.

The sword pierced his chest, and the sharp sword came out of his body.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Intensive gunfire hit the silhouette, and the angry bullets sifted it.

Eventually, the silhouette dissipates.

However, the soldier's injuries were indeed real.

His chest was pierced, and the soldier fell in a pool of blood, coughing violently, and vomiting blood every time he coughed.

Mu Qian almost collapsed.

He wanted to use spiritual energy to help stop the bleeding, but the Dantian was completely empty and there was no way any spiritual energy could be squeezed out. She rushed to the warrior's side and wanted to help him stop the bleeding, but she couldn't do it.

No spiritual energy, no medicine, no doctor...she couldn't do anything.

"Here we go again!" Someone saw the figure approaching, broke down emotionally, and yelled angrily: "Special code, damn ghost, I will fight with you."

The soldier fired hysterically at the figure.

Bang bang bang, the gun barrel spurted out tongues of flame.

He no longer cared about saving ammunition or other things.

Wang Ruolong didn't stop him either.

He is going to die anyway, so let the warrior vent his emotions to his heart's content.
Chapter completed!