Far away.

Lin Tian had already seen the Pond of Dead Souls.

All around.

There are many mountains of ruins piled up.

Ruins of broken walls, corpses, broken swords, and fragmented banners lay across the heights.

Here, there are either remnants of the ancient city walls or the collapse of ancient buildings after the war.

The breath of ancient times is as vast as a rainbow, coming from afar.

only.

Under the diffusion and erosion of this undead swamp for countless years, everything was filled with billowing black smoke.

Compared to before.

The poisonous miasma of the swamp here is even more intense and shocking.

but.

Within a few miles of the Pond of the Dead, there is sparse vegetation.

It is in sharp contrast to the huge ruins and endless swamps.

And inside, there is a sparkling mirror-like pool of water.

There is a spiritual energy soaring to the sky above, sweeping up and rising like a wave, majestic like a rainbow, spraying into the sky.

Such a huge momentum could not be seen outside the swamp.

It can be seen that the poisonous mist miasma of this undead swamp is rich and terrifying!

But at this time.

On the edge of the Pond of the Dead, there were several figures and a huge figure fighting each other, with spells flying across the sky.

Moreover, Lin Tianlingxu was in the air and could see that the fog in several swamps was gradually thinning.

It seemed that the way in and out appeared in the swamp automatically and vaguely.

"What's going on?"

Lin Tian looked surprised and couldn't help but look back at the way he came.

really.

The fog behind him is gradually thinning and dissipating.

A passage appeared that was free of poisonous mist and miasma.

Lin Tian's consciousness spread and he found that he could detect a range of several hundred meters.

"What's going on?"

Lin Tian looked at Sikou Hen, who was being carried by him, with a cold face, and asked in a deep voice.

at this time.

Seeing the poisonous mist in the swamp dissipate and the passage appear, Sikou Hen was also stunned.

"This...this is someone destroying the Pond of the Dead!"

Si Kouhen came back to his senses and quickly replied to Lin Tian: "The people in front are fighting, it is very likely that it has been affected. Rumor has it that the Dead Soul Pond hides the secret of the Dead Soul Swamp. I don't know what it is. But there is something strange.

Changes usually occur only when the Pond of the Dead is destroyed!"

"This Pond of the Dead seems to be a bit mysterious! It actually covers such a huge swamp. Once you step into the swamp, you start to be affected!"

Lin Tian's eyes shone slightly, looking at the pool in the distance, with a hint of excitement and eagerness on his face. He turned back and said to Si Kouhen: "You led the way and there is nothing wrong with you!"

Nothing happens to me!

Si Kouhen's face was filled with joy and his heart was excited.

But soon, he understood and his expression changed drastically: "Fellow Taoist, have mercy!"

Si Kouhen screamed and begged loudly, hoping to save his life.

Lin Tian was very powerful, and he couldn't even think of resisting.

But, he doesn't want to die!

To be able to step into the realm of golden elixir, it can be said that he has experienced countless lives and deaths.

Almost all those who have reached this level have supreme luck.

It is extremely rare for a few of the millions of monks to enter the golden elixir stage!

As one of the high-ranking cultivators who stands at the top of Moyun Ridge's cultivation realm, he is usually very majestic, and his powerful cultivation makes countless cultivators in awe.

But when faced with life and death, they are more afraid than ordinary people!

Just because.

It’s not easy to reach the realm of golden elixir!

"Spare your life?"

A cold light flashed in Lin Tian's eyes, he curled his lips, and with a buzzing sound on his hand, the True Fire of Samadhi erupted.

Si Kouhen didn't even have time to scream, before he turned into fly ash and scattered in the boundless swamp.

The famous Demon Cloud twin ghosts Sikou Hen and Sikou Shen died like this.

They all died in Lin Tian's hands.

but.

However, Lin Tian collected the golden elixirs of the two people completely.

Although people say it, golden elixir is a good thing!

That is a supreme treasure used for cultivation!

Stealing people's golden elixirs is usually done by demon cultivators!

But in front of him, Lin Tian didn't have the slightest psychological burden to seize the golden elixir from Sikohen and Sikoushen.

The two of them were demon cultivators themselves, so he took it for granted to use their golden elixirs to practice!

"Go over and take a look...the ones trembling with the huge figure seem to be a giant python beast too!"

Looking at the direction of the Pond of Dead Souls from a distance, Lin Tian whispered to himself, then took a step and gradually flew along the low altitude.

Soon.

Lin Tian approached the Pond of the Dead.

He also saw clearly the battle situation at this time.

The huge figure is like a hill.

It was also a giant black python, even blacker than the previous giant python, with billowing black smoke rising from its body, and billowing poisonous mist and venom gushing out of its bloody mouth, making people's scalp numb.

This black giant python looks very similar to the giant python Lin Tian killed before.

only.

His figure was several times smaller, and his aura was only equivalent to that of a human monk in the foundation-building stage, probably like a second-level monster.

But even so, compared to humans, it is just like a small mountain!

Compared to the monks in the foundation building stage, they are also much stronger!

"This giant python can't be the child of the giant python just now, right? There are many kinds of python monsters, and the ones that appear in this swamp are almost all the most powerful ones! There is even a chance to transform into a dragon! However,

, this kind of giant python is far away from the real dragon. Without more than tens of thousands of years of practice and transformation, coupled with supreme luck, it is impossible to become a monk close to the Nascent Soul.

A powerful existence..."

Lin Tian looked surprised and secretly guessed.

A first-level monster is equivalent to the Qi refining period of a human monk!

The second to third level monsters are equivalent to the foundation building stage and false elixir stage of humans!

The third level top monster is more powerful than the ordinary golden elixir in its early stage!

The fourth-level monster is equivalent to the cultivation level of the middle stage of Jindan!

The fifth-level monster is more powerful than the monks in the late Golden Core stage!

A sixth-level monster is comparable to a fake infant monk!

As for the seventh level... he can transform into a human form and practice supreme fighting techniques, no weaker than any Nascent Soul stage monk!

"I wonder if there are transformed monsters on this earth?"

Lin Tian thought to himself, and at the same time his eyes fell on several figures fighting with the black python monster.

Trembling with the black python monster were several girls, all wearing moon-blue hezi skirts and light blue belts that were floating like immortals, flying with the burst of spiritual power on their bodies.
To be continued...