The wind in the wilderness blows and flows into the distance.

...

"Is there any other problem? Ask quickly, that old man named Poison Shadow, probably he is anxious to wait."

Feng Junwang urged him.

"Senior, are there any restrictions on entering the eighteen levels of hell?"

Fang Junmei asked.

"No!"

Feng Junwang shook his head and said, "As long as you are brave enough, you can go in and look for your own mark of reincarnation. I have also seen some monks in the middle stage of the Ancestral Orifice, accompanied by their companions, who have also gone there to find them."

"Don't you have to wait until the late stage of the ancestral orifice?"

Fang Jun said strangely.

"No need"

Feng Junwang shook his head again and said, "But although you can go there, you will be attacked by the heaven and earth when you enter there. Most of the attacks of those vengeful spirits also come with soul attacks. So, my advice to you is to find some magic weapons that can resist soul attacks and bring them with you."

Here comes!

The treasure of the stars obtained in the ancient star land is used here.

Fang Jun said in his heart.

"Ah, I almost forgot to say that integrating eighth-level spiritual objects and learning Tianbu Zhi is not a necessary condition for reaching the human realm. But if I really can't, it is almost impossible to grab the thirty seats later. There are many cultivators who are competing for old monsters who have not entered before, and their methods are very impressive."

Feng Junwang added another sentence.

Fang Junmei nodded again.

...

"Where are some great masters guarding the eighteen levels of hell?"

Fang Junmei asked again.

I suddenly remembered that when I was in the Yellow Spring Realm, there were ghost cultivators guarding similar places. In fact, the Lord of the Yellow Spring Realm was the leader of all ghost cultivators.

Is there such an existence in this world?

Has anyone changed to the ghost realm after death? If so, will the old man with swordsman, Fan Lanzhou and other deceased relatives and friends start over in another way?

"No one guards other places except the realm, I have never seen or heard of them."

Feng Junwang said.

Fang Jun nodded slightly, looking sad.

...

"What if someone goes crazy and wants to destroy the eighteen levels of hell and cut off all monks' paths of reincarnation and paths of progress?"

After thinking about it, Fang Junmei asked again, and always felt that this world was not as perfect as the world of the Lord of the Yellow Spring Realm. There are also differences in some ways of practicing.

It seems like it was the God of Kaitian, who hastily prepared a finished product, only for a simple purpose, rather than carefully considering all living beings.

Feng Junwang smiled when he heard this, stretched out a finger and pointed towards the sky.

"I have also asked someone this question. This person, the answer he gave me is this. If someone really plans to do that, it will definitely lead to severe punishment from God!"

Fang Junmei nodded again after hearing this.

...

After asking a few more questions, Fang Junmei finally had no questions.

There was nothing to say, Feng Jun forgot to say goodbye and leave.

Although I handed over such things, it was a blessing to be able to meet this senior again and get his advice.

...

Fang Jun's eyebrows turned around and headed straight to the direction of the sea of ​​karma.

Although his magic power is still a distance from the state of Great Perfection, if he can find his own mark of reincarnation earlier, he will be able to practice without distractions.

And I am looking forward to meeting my grandmother Piao Shuang and other acquaintances there.

...

Hurry up.

Hurry up.

I walked on the sky and rushed from an oasis to the next oasis. In the middle is a vast sea of ​​dead sand. The vast area is no longer described as thousands of miles.

In such a vast world, only a limited number of people close to each other can be connected with teleportation arrays, otherwise you can only rely on two legs to rush.

...

There are so many masters in the Central Holy Land.

Fang Junmei had already seen three or four supreme monks rushing by, and the distance below collapsed was terrifying.

In such a world, Fang Junmei is more restrained than before, just rushing to the road and not causing trouble, but if she wants to find you, she will never be able to help her.

There are very few junior monks. It is conceivable that if they do not know how to walk through the sky, they will have to waste a lot of time on the road. It is better to look for opportunities nearby.

The feeling of being alone often arises naturally.

...

On this day, Fang Jun's eyebrows fell on the top of a mountain in a dead sea of ​​sand, looking for a land to recover.

Looking up, there was no creature in a desolate dusty land, leaving traces of the war everywhere.

call--

It was covered with thick dust everywhere, and there was no sign of vitality. When the strong wind swept by, the dust and sand in the sky were raised, running like a yellow dragon, endlessly, and even making sounds like ghosts and howling.

Fang Junmei glanced for a moment and quickly looked at the top of the highest barren mountain that she saw with her naked eyes.

This mountain is about ten thousand feet high, and there are still many dilapidated ruins on the top of the mountain, covered with dust and a doomsday look.

The thick and long stone pillars were not built by ordinary people at first glance. If nothing unexpected happened, this place might have been the ruins of a certain cultivation sect in the distant era, but it had long been destroyed by the war.

In fact, most of the rumored dead sand seas were once like this, but were destroyed in ancient wars.

Many of these places have become new secret realms, and more of them are ruins like this in front of him. He has seen a lot of them along the way.

...

Silently swept by quickly.

Fang Junmei just scanned it casually, but soon, a glimmer of light flashed in her eyes and found an abnormality.

"This ruin seems to have been arranged by someone, and has been arranged into an extremely secret formation... The broken jades seem to be inconsistent, but there are still rules to follow, although there is no fog in the formation."

Fang Junmei said to herself in her heart.

The formation restrictions have always been passed down from generation to generation.

He has a good level of ban, and he can see something in the road of the formation.

"Is there some secret hidden nearby, or is there some monk hiding there to practice?"

Fang Junmei was curious.

...

After a while, he shook his head and pressed down.

"Forget it, I'm just a passerby, what does it have to do with me? Besides, this ruin was before, I don't know how many times it has been browsed by other monks. How could there be any chance? Most of them were practicing for a short time."

Fang Junmei said to herself, and did not stop anymore, and continued to fly forward first.

...

This flight took another half a day and finally saw the creature.

This dead and silent sea of ​​sand also has a strange race, called the evil spirit of the moonlight.

From a distance, on the desolate earth, there are strange things that look like moonlight and emit bright yellow light, appearing in the cracks of the ground, as if walking.

The evil moonlight spirit, each of the body is only three or four inches long, without hands or feet, just a piece of light, but at the top, there is a one-eyed thing flashing.

It seemed like there was a gathering, these guys lined up in a certain direction. This scene was definitely the first time Fang Junmei saw him in his life.

I couldn't help but stop in the sky, and my spiritual sense followed them.

...

Time passes by little by little.

The evil moonlight spirits finally gathered into an extremely huge crack in the ground. From here, there was already an inexplicable yellow light that began to block Fang Junmei's spiritual consciousness, making him unable to see the scene below.

This creature born and raised in the earth is also very capable.

Fang Junmei withdrew her spiritual sense that was exploring downwards and wanted to leave.
To be continued...