Several miles passed by in a flash, but beyond Yang Ji's expectation, the bright light he saw before never appeared again.
"How could it be? Is it really a hallucination?"
Yang Ji couldn't help but slow down and glanced around. The world was dark and nothing could be seen except those sharp black rocks.
"Is it really because there is not enough air that the hallucinations occur?"
Yang Ji was shocked and confused.
Under normal circumstances, it is impossible for a warrior to have hallucinations. But this is not a secret. When there is not enough air and blood rushes to the head, it will also have some effects.
Moreover, Yang Ji was a little worried whether what he saw before was the reflection of a sharp rock.
"Impossible, absolutely impossible."
Yang Ji murmured to himself. There was less and less air, and the blood shield had shrunk to less than a quarter of its original size, only one foot away from the body surface.
The thin air stored within this range is the last remnant of Yang Ji.
"Buzz!"
Suddenly, another bright light flashed in the darkness, this time it was closer to Yang Ji. Yang Ji's heart skipped a beat, and a wave of hope was rekindled.
"It's not an illusion, this is not an illusion..."
Yang Ji's heart was pounding. Whoosh! With a move of his feet, Yang Ji turned into a ball of white light. His blood energy instantly surged and he flew towards the direction of the light at the fastest speed.
"Woo!——"
Just after they had swept a few dozen feet, suddenly a blast of howling sounded in their ears. It was still far away at first, but in the blink of an eye, it was like thousands of horses galloping together, rushing forward.
"No, it's the strong wind in the underworld!"
Yang Ji was shocked. He rolled in the air and just landed. He was hit by the strong wind with a bang. In an instant, his eyesight went dark, and the black wind howled wildly between the sky and the earth, and he couldn't see anything.
"Buzz!"
Yang Ji strengthened the blood shield to the limit, surrounding himself like a white crystal shield. Thousands of wind blades struck on it, making a crackling sound.
Rumbling, the earth shook, and a strong wind rolled in like a violent wave. Yang Ji struggled against the strong wind. In this case, the consumption of air was far more intense than usual.
After just a moment, sweat broke out on Yang Ji's forehead. It felt like it was harder than fighting a fierce battle with the Skeleton Ghost King.
"The air can't hold it much longer!"
The veins on Yang Ji's forehead were bulging, like earthworms. His breathing was even heavier, and there was a flush on his face. His consciousness began to become drowsy, and Yang Ji felt that his eyesight was turning black.
boom!
I don't know how long it took, but when the black wind passed, Yang Ji fell to his knees on the ground with a bang, sweating all over his body.
"I didn't expect that I would die here..."
Yang Ji's body was swaying, and he laughed to himself. He was about to lose his support. The moment he was about to fall, a white light flashed in his field of vision. A vague white figure walked out from the nearby rocks like raging waves.
Yang Ji couldn't see clearly, he only felt that the blurry white shadow seemed to be getting closer and closer to him.
"You are so brave, you dare to enter the underworld without any preparation!..."
A soft sigh could be heard faintly in his ears.
"It's actually a woman..."
Yang Ji felt incredible, and then his consciousness quickly became confused. He could no longer hear what she said after that. I don’t know how long it took, it seemed like a moment, or it seemed like countless long centuries, when Yang Ji’s nose suddenly
I smelled a breath of fresh air.
"His!"
Just like a drowning person grabbing a piece of driftwood, Yang Ji took a deep breath. With the influx of fresh, rich air, the almost stagnant blood in Yang Ji's body was like breaking ice, and the rumble began again.
It started moving like a sea.
With the support of sufficient air, Yang Ji's physical condition recovered at an astonishing speed. The congestion in his brain quickly receded, and his consciousness became clear and active again.
"ah!"
Yang Ji's chest heaved and he let out a deep breath. For the first time in his life, Yang Ji felt that the air was so beautiful.
His eyelids opened, and his vision quickly became clear. Yang Ji soon saw a beautiful face with an elegant temperament. The skin was as white as jade and could be broken by a blow. A pair of clear, bright eyes were looking at him curiously.
It was less than a foot away from him.
"scare!"
Yang Ji was startled. At such a close distance, he could even smell the clove-like breath from the other person's mouth.
"Fortunately, I caught up. I almost thought you were going to die..."
A crisp and elegant voice came to his ears, and the face in front of him quickly stepped back. Only then did Yang Ji see clearly that the woman standing in front of him was a woman in white with a temperament like a white lotus.
She was holding a strange black pocket lantern in her hand, standing gracefully, like an orchid in an empty valley in this dangerous underworld, which made people feel relaxed and happy.
Seeing Yang Ji's gaze, the woman in white smiled slightly, her smile blooming like a hundred flowers, revealing a sense of goodwill.
"Did you save me?"
Yang Ji's reaction was not slow either. He had just suddenly encountered a black wind from the underworld, which greatly increased his air consumption and was used up in advance.
If it weren't for this woman, I might have suffocated to death.
It's really ridiculous that a martial arts master with unparalleled power who could break monuments and crack rocks with his movements died for such reasons. However, in the underworld where there is no air and the rules of heaven and earth are completely different, this is a real threat.
"Haha, it just happened to happen. If it were a little later, or if you ran in another direction, I wouldn't be able to do anything about it."
The woman in white smiled.
"Thanks."
Yang Ji thanked him sincerely.
"Haha, it's so easy, so there's no need to apologize. Judging from your situation, you should be a senior brother in a county-level sect, right? You are very courageous. You are only at the fifth level of martial arts and you dare to face the evil spirits of the underworld."
The woman in white looked at the Taoist robe on Yang Ji with interest.
Yang Ji was startled, with a bit of confusion in his eyes. This woman had obviously misunderstood and thought that she was a junior Zhoutian-level senior brother in an ordinary sect.
However, when I think about the fact that I almost suffocated to death due to lack of air, I feel relieved.
"Gangsha?"
Suddenly, Yang Ji's heart moved, and he immediately noticed the two words mentioned by the woman in white and said doubtfully.
"Haha, it's the strong wind that just passed. Here, because it is very destructive, we call it Gangsha."
The woman in white looked at Yang Ji, explained, paused, and said with a smile:
"There are very few people who can stand up to the evil forces of the underworld head-on like you."
"Oh I got it."
Yang Ji suddenly realized, immediately frowned, and said with some confusion:
"I would like to avoid it, but the strong wind of the underworld is blowing all over the sky and covering the earth, and it penetrates everywhere. According to you, can I still escape?"
"Giggle."
Hearing Yang Ji's words, the woman in white couldn't help but laugh:
"It seems that this is your first time entering here. The evil spirits of this underworld cover the sky and the sun. It is definitely impossible to escape. But you can still avoid it."
"Otherwise, the evil spirit of the underworld is everywhere. If everyone resists head-on like you, then after entering the underworld, it is estimated that within a few minutes, all the blood and energy in the body will be worn away by the evil spirit of the underworld."
The woman in white looked at Yang Ji with a look of laughter on her face.
Yang Ji was greatly embarrassed by her seeing him like this. When he entered the underworld for the first time, he was truly unprepared and completely ignorant of the common sense spoken by many women in white.
However, Yang Ji also felt from her words that this woman in white had probably entered the underworld quite a few times and had a good understanding of all aspects of the situation.
This is a rare opportunity to ask someone.
"Right. What is this?"
Yang Ji suddenly pointed at the small black lantern dangling in the hand of the woman in white. He also realized at this time that the flickering light he had seen in the distance before was probably this strange lantern.
Emitted by a small black lantern.
"This is the lantern of Hades!"
The woman in white looked at Yang Ji, and the weird look in her eyes became more intense. There is no doubt that the disciple of the sect in front of her is the strangest person she has encountered in the past few days. He knows nothing about the underworld, but he actually
How dare you break in.
"This is the method I told you before to escape the evil spirits of the underworld."
"Lamp of Hades."
Yang Ji touched the back of his head. His face was a little embarrassed, but he felt vaguely familiar in his heart, as if he had heard it somewhere.
"The Underworld Wind Lantern is a must-have magic weapon for all ordinary warriors who venture into the underworld. Unless you are already powerful enough to be a Martial Saint or a Martial God. Otherwise, this kind of thing is a must-have for every warrior."
The woman in white also reacted at this time, knowing that Yang Ji really didn't understand. So she suppressed her smile and explained patiently:
"The making of the underworld wind lantern is not very difficult. The main thing is to obtain some special rocks from the underworld that can resist the evil spirits, crush them during refining, and then mix them evenly into them. After they are lit, as long as they are from the underworld,
Wherever the light of the wind lantern shines, all evil spirits will not come near."
"I see."
Yang Ji nodded. He finally remembered that when he visited the gatekeeper last time, he had heard him mention the Hades Lantern, but unfortunately, the words were still unclear.
"I didn't expect that such a small lantern with an unassuming appearance could restrain such a violent wind from the underworld. It's really incredible."
Yang Ji stared at the black lantern held by the woman in white, sighing in her heart.
He has experienced the ubiquitous black wind in the underworld. It consumes a lot of blood. A figure as powerful as the Skeleton Ghost King will be directly weathered after death, leaving only a skeleton.
If he were a fourth-level martial artist, he would have been completely exhausted and his body would be gone the moment he was hit by the black wind.
"Haha, the rules of heaven and earth in this underworld are very repressive. When you enter here, you will be suppressed by the power of heaven and earth, and your realm will be reduced by one level. You are not strong enough, and you have just encountered Gangsha again. Don't be impatient. Take a rest here first.
Regain your strength."
The woman in white looked like she was thinking about Yang Ji.
"She doesn't know my details yet."
An idea flashed through Yang Ji's mind. The woman in white had obviously preconceived ideas and determined his identity based on his performance.
This is a misunderstanding. But Yang Ji is not allowed to tell it off.
"The sixth level of martial arts is close to the seventh level of martial arts."
Yang Ji took a quick glance and said to himself. This woman in white gave him a very different feeling. She was completely different from Lin Qingyan and Luo Yunzi. She was more generous in dealing with others, and she was more powerful.
——Even with the Underworld Lantern, it would be absolutely impossible to move forward in this dangerous underworld without extraordinary strength. Moreover, she still walks alone, and is by no means an ordinary person.
Moreover, when she spoke, she deliberately distinguished herself from sect disciples such as Yang Ji. This made Yang Ji even more curious about her identity.
"I wonder who she is?"
Yang Ji thought to himself. But he also knew that asking about these things during their first meeting might cause the other party to be unhappy or suspicious.
"By the way, you don't dare to ask the teacher sister's name?"
Yang Jigong said.
"Haha, don't be so polite, just call me Wang Zhiyong."
The woman in white smiled, not paying attention to Yang Ji's question: "What about you?"
"Yang Ji."
Yang Ji reported his name.
"Your Taoist robe looks familiar. It looks like the one from Langya County. Which sect is it from?"
Wang Zhiyong asked curiously.
"Senior sister is amazing, she is indeed from Langya County, Iron Crown Sect!"
Yang Jigong said.
"Haha, I saw some of them when I was watching people rush for exams in Taiyizhou Prefecture."
Wang Zhiyong explained.
"oh."
Yang Ji glanced at it subconsciously, thoughtfully. He had never been to Taiyizhou Mansion before.
The identity of Wang Zhiyong I met is indeed a bit complicated. (To be continued, please search Piao Tian Literature, the novel is better and updated faster!