Tang Ning jumped into the air, her consciousness spread far away, and she headed south.

After experiencing several more storms along the way, and walking for several days, he finally found the suspected location.

From a distance, it looks like a well, a deep hole about three feet in size, surrounded by sticky red liquid. Below is a dark abyss with no end in sight, and even spiritual consciousness cannot detect the bottom.

When he was fleeing above, he discovered this location at a glance, because this hollow was so out of place.

In this completely silent space, with no flowers, grass, trees, no snakes, insects, rats, ants, and only red soil, such a bizarre hollow appears. You can even think about it with your toes. It must not be simple.

The mucus adhering to the pit and the red water droplets are basically the same in appearance. It is very likely that this is the passage leading to the gray fog space.

Tangning didn't dare to touch the mucus rashly. After thinking for a while, he decided to find out and jumped into the hole in a flash.

As soon as I entered this place, I realized something was wrong.

His figure couldn't stop falling, as if he was holding a thousand-foot mountain above his head.

The spiritual power in the body stopped operating at this moment and was sealed in the Linghai Point.

In addition to the roaring wind in my ears, everything I could see was darkness, and even my consciousness was limited.

It kept falling for about a quarter of an hour, and suddenly the world began to spin.

He felt as if he had entered a constantly rotating world, like a bottle spinning rapidly, and he was inside the bottle.

As time passed, Tang Ning felt the pressure on his body becoming more and more intense, as if there were several mountains squeezing in from around him, and his consciousness gradually blurred.

I don't know how long it took, but when he woke up again, he found that the surroundings were filled with gray fog, and red water droplets kept falling above his head.

He jumped up and immediately stood up.

At this time, his entire left arm was wrapped in red water droplets, which were spreading along his body, but at an extremely slow speed.

Red water droplets kept falling on him from high in the sky. Tang Ning quickly jumped away and looked at her left arm covered in red water droplets, feeling puzzled.

Why?

Why was he hit by the same crimson water droplet this time, but it spread so slowly? Could it be that he had absorbed the blood of Xuanwu and his body became tougher, which caused this situation?

Now it is certain that the hollow is the passage to and from the space here, but a new question arises, how was he pulled from this gray fog space to the golden Gangfeng space.

That deep hollow is the same as the space here. It is an extremely gravitational field similar to a forbidden air formation. The monks can't fly at all if they stay inside.

Logically speaking, if you are pulled into a cave, there are only two results: either you will be stuck to the red water droplets on the walls of the cave, or you will fall back into the space here.

How did you get pulled out of that hole?

Also, why is it that while the golden wind sweeps across the entire space, only the golden corpses are safe.

If that golden corpse is really Xuanwu corpse.

Was it killed, or did it die naturally?

Regardless of the method, he has been dead for so long. Theoretically speaking, it is impossible for there to be any blood left, and it should have dried up long ago.

But as soon as he arrived at that place, he was drowned in blood. Could it have been waiting for him to appear?

In addition, Xiao Zhan fell into a comatose state as soon as he entered this space. Is this really just a coincidence?

Everything seems very strange and difficult to explain with common sense.

Tang Ning's pupils shrank, thoughts racing in her mind, and she thought about her guess again. Could it be that Xuanwu was really killed by someone? There was a very terrifying existence in that golden Gangfeng space, and it was leading all of this.

If so, what is its purpose?

His mind was in confusion and he didn't dare to think about it any further, but he couldn't help but think about it.

After a long while, he took a deep breath, put all these thoughts behind him, and looked at his left arm wrapped in red water droplets.

He frowned slightly, gritted his teeth, and cut off his left arm. Soon, a new arm was formed at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Tangning walked cautiously in the gray mist. After a while, she saw a huge stone door faintly visible in front of her, with the image of an evil ghost vaguely visible on it.

He hurriedly came to the vermilion stone door, stretched out his palm and gently turned the jade plate in the evil ghost's left eye. At this moment, a heavy snorting sound came from his ears.

The sound of snoring became heavier and heavier, and the red-haired evil ghost on the stone door seemed to come to life. His huge eyes turned, and he slowly raised the long knife in his hand and swung it towards him.

He had no power to resist. The moment the evil ghost woke up, the entire space was imprisoned, and all his spiritual energy was locked.

Black light poured into the entire space, and he entered the dark space again. He was dazed inside for an unknown amount of time, until light flooded into his eyes and the darkness was dispelled.

………

Tangning opened his eyes with difficulty. A terrifying penetrating wound on his body was emitting a black light, tearing his body apart. The sound of surging water could be heard in his ears.

This wound runs from the right side of the head to the thigh. It is exactly the same as the wound made by the evil spirit that entered this space before. It can be said to be completely symmetrical.

When entering the gray fog space, the scars made by the evil ghost are from left to right, and when they come out, the scars are from right to left.

The green spiritual power surged in his body, resisting the erosion of the black light on his body. He was in a daze, and his consciousness fell into coma again.

When he woke up the second time, his injuries had almost healed and he was floating on the water.

After a long time, he regained some strength, stood up, took out the elixir and swallowed it.

But they found that the vermilion stone gate and the evil ghost had disappeared without a trace.

…

The blue sky was as clear as a wash, and a wave of turbulent waves suddenly rolled up from the calm sea. Under the turbulent waves, a Xuanling ship rose from the bottom of the sea.

On the deck, the corpses of several huge monster beasts were displayed, with pieces of flesh scattered all over the floor, blood flowing across them, and a fishy smell spreading all over the place.

The Xuanling Ship was galloping towards the north. As it was going, a ray of light was seen in front of it.

In the cabin, several people saw a man stretching out his hands to block the front of the boat from the circulating pictures, looking at each other.

"It can't be someone from the patrol team of the Netherworld Sea Organization!"

"Probably not. If they are from the patrol team of the Netherworld Sea Organization, they should wear the uniforms of the Netherworld Sea Organization, and I have never heard of anyone going out on patrol alone."

"Could it be that other fleets were in trouble?"

"What should I do? Do you want to stop?"

"Let's take a look first. He's only one person. If anything happens, we can handle it."

"I'm going out to check on the situation, please be careful."

Several people said one by one.

The Xuanling ship slowly stopped, the cabin door opened, and a middle-aged man with a broad forehead and broad face came out, walked to the bow of the ship, and said to the passerby: "What is the purpose of fellow Taoist blocking the ship?"

"Tang Ning, I am out of schedule with our fleet. I would like to return to Wuyue Pier with your fleet. Please make it easier. I am willing to pay the corresponding fees."

The man blocking the ship was none other than Tang Ning. After he recovered from his injuries, he quietly left Millennium Island and arrived at the agreed upon location. After waiting for several months, no ship to take him to the ship arrived. He expected that he would inevitably

The deadline was missed.

There is no distinction between day and night in the golden Gangfeng space, and he has been unconscious several times, so he has no idea how long he has been there. And he has been waiting in this vast sea for several months without seeing a single person, so he

Decided to follow the preliminary plan to find the fleet that came to hunt in this sea area.

After two or three months of sneaking in the endless sea, with good luck, I finally found a hunting fishing boat and hurriedly stopped it.

"Fellow Daoist Tang, I wonder which fleet you are in?" The middle-aged man seemed very cautious and did not let him into the ship immediately.

"I originally went out to sea with the fleet of Taoist friend Wen Qingyun. I was riding the Song family's Leizi boat."

The man frowned: "I heard that you know fellow Taoist. As far as I know, his fleet has not gone to sea recently, and I have never heard of fellow Taoist's name. I wonder when you joined his fleet?"

"To be honest, I am not from Wen Qingyun's fleet. I just came here on his boat. Later, I had other important matters, so I parted ways with Wen Daoyou's fleet. Before leaving, we agreed

We met at the reef, but I had no choice but to miss the deadline due to an accident, so I had to find other hunting fleets to go back together."

"In that case, fellow Taoist, please wait a moment and allow me to discuss with other fellow Taoists on this ship." After saying this, the middle-aged man turned around to leave.

"Fellow Taoist, please be patient." Tang Ning hurriedly called him.

"Do you have anything else to do, Fellow Daoist Tang?"

"I just want to ride with your fleet to pick up your merchant ship back. I have no other intention. Please believe me, fellow Taoist. If your fleet is willing to ride with me, I will be grateful and willing to pay 10 million spiritual stones.

." Tang Ning did not inform him of his identity as a Taixuan Sect disciple because he knew that these casual cultivators were very wary of Xuanmen and would do bad things.

"I understand. Fellow Taoist, wait a moment. I'll discuss it with the others." The man turned around and entered the cabin. The Xuanling Ship's light flashed, and a light curtain formed, covering it. These were the members of its fleet.

To prevent accidents, the ship's defense light curtain was opened.

In the cabin, a man came in from the outside and repeated Tang Ning's words: "He said he was willing to pay 10 million spiritual stones. What do you think?"

"He can tell about Wen Qingyun's fleet and knows about the Song family's transport ship. I don't think it looks like he is cheating."

"He's only one person, so he's not a threat to us. Since he missed the deadline, it's not a big deal to give him a ride, not to mention he's willing to pay 10 million spiritual stones."

"If there are no objections, then let him enter the ship."

Several people nodded one by one.

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