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Chapter 167 The Abyss of Despair

The entire Xuanming realm of cultivating immortals seems to be endless, but in fact it is not. It always has an end.

Looking straight ahead along the south, thousands of miles away, there is a place called the Abyss of Despair, which seems to be the peak of Xuanming's cultivation of immortality.

Although the higher-level monks in the Xuanming Cultivation Realm all know this place, few have actually been here. All this is just because this abyss of despair is so dangerous and dangerous that few monks who enter can

Returned safely.

In most dangerous places, there must be rare treasures, but this is not the case in this abyss of despair. Some of the monks who entered were able to come out alive, but everyone was empty-handed, not to mention the rare treasures, even ordinary alchemy and weapon refining materials.

, there is absolutely nothing in it.

Whenever someone asked those lucky people about the situation inside, they would just shake their heads and smile bitterly, with a look of horror on their faces, but they would not mention a word about the situation inside.

Although this also makes the mystery in the abyss of despair more obvious, the more it is like this, the more no one is willing to enter this place again. After all, after entering it, the danger is too great, and it is likely to be life-threatening, but such a huge

You pay but get nothing. This is a completely useless act. Who is willing to dig deeper?

On this day, a red light flashed in the sky, and a young man in white slowly landed in front of the entrance to the abyss of despair. It was Ling Luoyu.

"Yes, if the Wanmiao Ancestor did not lie to me, the space crack is right here!" Ling Luoyu frowned slightly as he looked into the abyss filled with a cold hazy yellow air.

Frown.

In the entire abyss of despair, the yin energy was soaring into the sky, and a natural power arose spontaneously. Even Ling Luoyu, who was still at the entrance of the abyss, felt waves of pressure coming towards him, and his whole body was filled with a chill.

"The Ancestor Wanmiao would never dare to lie to me when his life was about to end! Looking at the ghostly aura in this abyss of despair, maybe there really is a space crack leading to the ghost world!" Ling Luoyu

Turning his hand, he took out the path map that was engraved with the crack in the space. He scanned it with his spiritual sense again and again until he believed that he had memorized them all. Ling Luoyu put away the jade stone, and his body was filled with red light.

Stepping hesitantly into the abyss of despair.

In the abyss, there is a yellow mist, and the surrounding situation cannot be clearly seen at all. Even with Ling Luoyu's current eyesight, he can only clearly see the scene within a few feet of the surrounding area. What is even more terrifying is that this

The hazy yellow aura, I don't know what it is, can actually block the prying eyes of the spiritual consciousness. If you use your spiritual consciousness to sense the surrounding situation, you can't even see farther than your own eyesight.

"Although the pressure increases after entering this abyss, with my current cultivation level, it is easy to resist this pressure!" Ling Luoyu walked cautiously into the abyss step by step.

"The further we go, the greater the pressure. I have only gone a few hundred feet deep, and the pressure has increased at least ten times. If it was said that ordinary monks in the foundation building period felt very strenuous at the beginning, then now

, even monks in the Danjie stage will feel extremely stressed here. No wonder no one has dared to come in here for so long. It is difficult for anyone to bear this pressure alone!" Ling Luoyu's body is already weak.

He was very strong, and had the power of real fire to protect him. Although he felt a lot of pressure, he could resist it easily.

"If it was just a matter of great pressure, there would definitely not be so many people dying, there definitely wouldn't be so many people dying here, there must be something else fishy about it!" A hazy image suddenly appeared in front of Ling Luoyu's eyes.

There were three forked roads, and without any hesitation, Ling Luoyu stepped on the road on the left. Because it was recorded on the map of Ancestor Wanmiao, Ling Luoyu chose to believe him.

"Puch!"

Just as Ling Luoyu stepped onto the road, suddenly, a dead tree pole lying on the side of the road rose up, turned into a dark python more than ten feet long, and swung at Ling Luoyu.

When bitten, on the python's head, two fist-sized eyes with green light shone fiercely.

"A mere foundation-building ghost wants to hurt me!" Ling Luoyu snorted coldly, flicked his finger, and a spark came out of his hand, hitting the python's head.

"There are ghosts everywhere in this abyss of despair, so it is natural for ghosts to be born. I just don't know if there are ghosts with advanced cultivation among them! If there are, it would be a bit troublesome!" Ling Luoyu frowned slightly.

"This ghost is a yin and evil thing, and my Nine Yang True Fire, and even the pure Yang fire, can restrain this yin and evil ghost. As long as I don't encounter a ghost in the clutch stage, I can definitely kill it with one strike!"

Thinking of his Nine Yang True Fire, Ling Luoyu's confidence greatly increased.

According to the map, Ling Luoyu cheered up and quickly approached the center of the abyss.

Although the closer you get to the center of the abyss, the higher the level of ghosts you encounter. Fortunately, the highest level ghost Ling Luoyu has encountered so far is just a ghost scorpion in the early stage of Nascent Soul. For the body

For Ling Luoyu, who was so powerful and had the Nine Yang True Fire that could specifically defeat ghosts, with just one punch, before the ghost scorpion could react, the Nine Yang True Fire in his fist had already been reduced to ashes.

Even though they are in the early stage of Nascent Soul at the same time, the gap is so huge.

"There are already Nascent Soul stage ghosts blocking the way on this road. How did the Wanmiao Ancestor come here two hundred years ago? Did he lie to me? Or did these ghosts only appear within the past two hundred years?

"Ling Luoyu couldn't help but be filled with doubts.

In the entire Xuanming Immortal Realm, the one with the highest cultivation level is only at the Golden Core stage. If a ghost from the abyss of despair enters the Xuanming Immortal Realm, the consequences will be really unimaginable.

"After passing through this fork in the road, there is a small valley. If the map record is correct, the space crack is in the middle of the valley!" As he got closer to the space crack, Ling Luoyu became more and more nervous.

Be careful.

"Roar!" A low roar came, and a ball of black light shot straight towards Ling Luoyu.

————————————ps: The first chapter is here, and there is also the second chapter————————————————


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