Chapter 1977

Thinking of this, Ye Feiran silently sent a message to Bianhua, "Huahua, would you like to contact Baiju?" Bianhua was startled for a moment, then smiled and said, "Master, if you didn't tell me, I would have forgotten about that dog." Ye Feiran: "..." Dog? Not as good as Ergouzi! However, from a white dog to a dog, I don’t know what Bai Ju’s reaction will be when he hears it? After laughing, Bianhua quietly contacted Bai Ju. After a while, its voice sounded in Ye Feiran's mind, "Master, Bai Gouzi is in the Death Swamp." Hearing this, Ye Feiran raised his eyebrows slightly, "Why is Bai Ju always one step ahead of us?" "He must have done it on purpose." Bianhua's tone was full of disgust. "Ignore him." Ye Feiran smiled. Ye Murin and Murong Lingji were also talking, but no one heard what they said. Ye Feiran glanced at them, then lowered his voice and asked Ye Han beside him, "Auntie, do you know what they are talking about?" Ye Han shook his head, "I don't know." She had been training with Murong Lingji and had not encountered anything special. Ye Feiran frowned and then continued, "If I don't talk about them anymore, what will my aunt gain?" Hearing this, Ye Han smiled, and then told Ye Feiran what he had learned. "What, Murong Lingji gave you all the gains?" Ye Feiran pretended to be surprised, but in fact, he had despised Murong Lingji countless times. "Well!" Ye Han was a little embarrassed, "Do you think I should give him half?" "No need, he gave it all to you, it must be because he doesn't like it." Ye Feiran said with certainty. After hearing this, Ye Han thought of Murong Lingji's identity, and agreed in a strange way, "It should be so." Ye Feiran's lips curled up slightly, "Auntie is right to think so." After they had eaten and drank enough, Ye Feixuan, Li Luo and the Death Worm also came back. Oh, there is a little tail at the back, that is the Hades Fox. Although it did not find the Cold Spirit Ghost Flower, it still remembered the words of the Biangan Flower, that is, it was thinking about the power of the underworld. When Bianhua saw Minghu, she also remembered the pie she had painted, and quickly discussed it with Ye Feiran, "Master, Minghu's performance is good, but I don't want to share any of its Ming power. Do you think it can be replaced with stone marrow?" ?” The corner of Ye Feiran's mouth twitched slightly, "As a person...as a flower, you must keep your word, not to mention that the beast of the underworld can definitely swallow and refine the power of the underworld?" After hearing the last words, Bianhua's eyes suddenly lit up, then she turned into a human form and took Minghu aside. Minghu was extremely excited. Do you really want to share a bit of Minghu's power with it? Bianhua stretched out her hand and patted Ming Hu on the head vigorously, and said seriously, "I have performed well before, and I keep my word. But I have ugly words ahead. Whether you can swallow and refine it depends on your own ability. If not, , I will take it back." Hearing this, Ming Hu was excited at first, and then dumbfounded. "Take...take it back?" Bianhua nodded matter-of-factly, "Yes, you can't swallow it and refine it. If I don't take it back, will it be an advantage to other cultivators and underworld beasts?" The underworld fox shook its head subconsciously. How could it take advantage of other underworld beasts or cultivators for the treasure it finally won? At this moment, Minghu was very confident in itself. It felt that it could definitely swallow and refine the power of Ming. When the other shore flower released a trace of the power of the underworld, it immediately tried to devour and refine it. It's a pity that the ideal is beautiful, but the reality is cruel. It had been in a stalemate with the power of the underworld for three days, and could not be swallowed at all, let alone refined. Bianhua on the side was happy and speechless at the same time. "Okay, don't try. I've finally figured it out. You have no connection with the power of the underworld." After hearing this, Ming Hu suddenly became anxious, "Sir, I'll try again." Bi'an Huayu waved her hand and directly put away the power of the underworld, "The time is up." The Ming Fox looked at the disappearing power of the underworld and suddenly felt like crying without tears. It felt that as long as it was given enough time, it would be able to swallow and refine the power of the underworld. "Okay, don't cry. This is stone marrow. It can be used to cleanse the muscles and cut the marrow. You can find a place to take it yourself!" Bianhua threw a bottle of stone marrow to Ming Hu, and then returned to Ye Feiran. "Master, please send me back to the mysterious space!" It is afraid that the Hades Fox will stalk it. Ye Feiran smiled helplessly, sent Bianhua back to the mysterious space, and then raised his eyes to look at Minghu. Minghu was naturally unwilling, but he still had the stone marrow, so he felt somewhat comforted. Ye Feixuan walked to sit down next to Ye Feiran, and then explained the matter briefly. "We have revealed the space cracks and monsters, and they will send cultivators to pay attention to the situation." Ye Feiran nodded and said nothing. This place belongs to the Netherworld and naturally it should be handled by the practitioners of the Netherworld. "A Ran, what are your plans next?" "I have already told Hao Zicun and Sikong Jing that I plan to go to the Death Swamp to find the underworld fruit." Ye Feiran said with a smile. As soon as these words came out, Hao Zicun and Sikong Jing looked at each other and then spoke in tandem. "We've thought about it." "Miss Ye, wherever you go, we will go and continue to take advantage of your luck." Hearing this, everyone couldn't help laughing. Li Luo also took the opportunity to speak, "I'll be with you too." As a result, everyone packed up and left the Sea of ​​Wrong Souls, and then controlled the spacecraft to fly directly to the Death Swamp. A month later, the spacecraft landed in the Death Swamp, and Ye Feiran and the others also recuperated for a month. Seeing the Death Swamp, they had no fear at all and were even full of the urge to explore. Ye Feiran took a look around and saw that the surroundings were very desolate. The shrubbery was very withered and it was completely impossible to regenerate. The ground was dry in some places and wet in some places. Although it was full of potholes, it was not at all like the swamp she imagined. "Is this really a death swamp?" Ye Feiran asked with raised eyebrows. Ye Feixuan was not surprised at all by Ye Feiran's doubts, because she had the same reaction when she first came here. “This is indeed a death swamp, just on the periphery. The Nether World divides the Death Swamp into three parts, namely the outer area, the middle area and the inner area. The outer and middle areas have been explored countless times by practitioners. Let’s go directly to the inner area! " Ye Feiran nodded, "Okay, but let's go slowly!" Hearing this, Ye Feixuan smiled. She guessed that Aran must be trying to pick up the slack. At the same time, Bianhua's voice also sounded in Ye Feiran's mind, "Master, let me out, and I'll contact Bai Gouzi." "good!" When Bianhua contacted Bai Ju, Bai Ju was still in the Death Swamp, but he did not reveal his location. Bianhuahua is not entangled at all. It wants Baiju to find the fragments of the past alone. As time passed, the group of people and the ghost cultivator passed through the outer and middle areas of the Death Swamp without encountering a single danger. Maybe everyone knows that opportunities and dangers coexist, so Ye Feiran failed to pick up the leak this time. In this regard, Ye Feiran's mood was not affected at all. As soon as they entered the inner perimeter of the Death Swamp, they immediately saw other practitioners. The other cultivators naturally noticed them, but they just raised their eyes and continued with their own affairs. As long as the new cultivators don't snatch the treasures they are eyeing, nothing will happen. Ye Feiran glanced at them and began to seriously look at the real swamp in front of him. The end of the first swamp cannot be seen at a glance. The separation between the muddy water and the water surface makes it look like a pool of sewage, but the waves that stir from time to time prove that there are underworld beasts moving under the swamp. "Axuan, what kind of underworld beast is most common in the Death Swamp? How is its combat power?"

March, early spring. A corner in the eastern part of Nanhuangzhou. The hazy sky was gray and black, showing heavy depression, as if someone had spilled ink on the rice paper, and the ink soaked into the sky and blurred out the clouds. The clouds overlapped and merged with each other, spreading out streaks of crimson lightning, accompanied by rumbling thunder. It's like the roar of gods, echoing in the world. ,. Blood-colored rain, with sadness, falls into the mortal world. The earth was hazy, and there was a ruined city, silent and lifeless in the dim red rain of blood. The city is in ruins and everything is withered. Collapsed houses can be seen everywhere, as well as blue-black corpses and pieces of meat, like broken autumn leaves, silently withering. The streets that used to be bustling with people are now desolate. The sandy dirt road that used to be bustling with people is no longer noisy now. Only blood and mud mixed with minced meat, dust, and paper were left, indistinguishable from each other, which was shocking. Not far away, a broken carriage was stuck deep in the mud, full of sadness. Only an abandoned rabbit doll hung on the shaft, swaying in the wind. The white fluff has long been soaked into wet red, full of eerieness. The turbid eyes seemed to have some residual resentment, looking lonely at the mottled rocks in front of them. There, a figure was lying down. This was a boy of thirteen or fourteen years old, his clothes were torn and covered with dirt, and he had a broken leather bag tied around his waist. The young man squinted his eyes and remained motionless. The biting cold penetrated his worn coat from all directions and spread throughout his body, gradually taking away his body temperature. But even though the rain fell on his face, he didn't blink, staring coldly into the distance like an eagle. Following his gaze, he saw a skinny vulture gnawing on the carrion of a wild dog, seven or eight feet away from him, observing the surroundings vigilantly from time to time. It seems that in this dangerous ruins, if there is the slightest movement, it will instantly rise into the sky. The young man is like a hunter, patiently waiting for the opportunity. After a long time, the opportunity came, and the greedy vulture finally buried its head completely into the belly of the wild dog. ,,. ,.