Chapter 66: Desolate Iron Coffin
Ancient corpse, wrapped in iron chains, wandering aimlessly forward, the long iron chain stretching to the ground, the end scraping against the ground, a brittle sound echoing through space.
The headless ancient corpse slowly walked through the place where the two had previously fought, and Ding Yan, who was hiding in the dark, clearly felt a very strong aura of extreme yin and killing energy surrounding the headless ancient corpse. This power had already deviated from the hidden, and fallen into a single yin killing energy, ordinary people would absolutely die immediately if they touched it. Even if it were a scattered immortal, without defense, they would also fall.
"Ah!!"
A shrill and mournful cry rang out.
The old ghost of Du Mu, hiding among the broken rocks, burst out a large amount of vital energy as the headless ancient corpse approached. A cold and gloomy breath instantly engulfed it, then exploded, turning into endless bloody mist that flowed along the iron chain on the ground and merged into the body of the headless ancient corpse.
A lone immortal fell at this moment.
Ding Yan, who was hiding in the dark, looked at the scene with a shocked expression.
"How did he die!"
Within his realm, he couldn't even see how Duanmu Old Ghost died. Now Ding Yan finally understood why Huangfu Ming would abandon killing the enemy and flee in a hurry after hearing the sound. Facing this unknown existence, escaping was clearly the best choice.
The headless ancient corpse seemed to be completely unaware of all this, dragging the iron chain step by step towards the distance, and finally disappearing into the gray fog.
The world was once again quiet.
Everything before was like a dream.
After a long time, when it was confirmed that the headless ancient corpse had left, Ding Yan's breathing slowly recovered. He glanced at the direction where the headless ancient corpse disappeared, and without thinking, he directly chose the opposite direction. Although, he also didn't know how many such monsters existed in this strange land.
After flying for a long time, Ding Yan met several more cultivators along the way.
Those people's cultivation were still in the Refining Qi stage, and there wasn't a single Loose Immortal among them.
Those people, after seeing Ding Yan, either fled in a hurry or changed their expressions and bowed to show respect. It's obvious that encountering someone with stronger cultivation than oneself in such a place isn't a good thing; if one's attitude is bad and they get killed by the other party with just a casual swipe of their hand, it would be too unjust.
After flying for a long time, Ding Yan stopped at the edge of a desert.
He took out the remaining map, and Ding Yan began to look for a way to leave this gray misty area. Unfortunately, the records on the remaining map were very vague, although there were many characteristic places, but there was no clear record of how to leave the gray mist layer. Only one place called Ming Wang Lake was marked.
King of Hell Lake...
Ding Yan muttered to himself, making a note of the location. As for not being able to find a way out on the map, Ding Yan didn't think it was unexpected. After all, the incomplete maps drawn by Old Ancestor Mo were based on the places he had been to, and there would naturally be no records of places he hadn't been to.
Of course, the residual map is not a place to be. After seeing the residual map, Ding Yan found a record in one corner of the residual map. In the gray mist layer, there is a kind of black crystal stone, which contains pure Yin power and is an excellent material for refining high-quality cold attribute magic weapons. They call it Mingjing.
The value of Ming Jing is extremely expensive, in the outside world, a piece of Ming Jing can basically be exchanged for one hundred yuan jing.
Yu Jing is more precious than the jade stone in Ding Yan's hand. To a certain extent, Yu Jing is even more valuable than the spiritual stones he cultivated in his previous life.
"First, find the Ming Wang Lake, and if possible, see if there's a chance to find some Ming crystals." After putting away the map, Ding Yan decided.
Not to mention the value of Ming Jing, just the method of refining treasures is worth Ding Yan's attention. After all, Ding Yan has not refined a single treasure so far. The only thing that can be used to fight with others is still the mysterious skull that was snatched from Xing Lao Guai.
Of course, with Ding Yan's means, even without the law-protecting treasure, he wouldn't be at a disadvantage against ordinary loose immortals. With just these three Dao techniques, it would be enough to make him unbeatable.
Dispersing the immortal consciousness, Ding Xiang carefully and cautiously walked into the desert.
The sand was icy cold, and when I stepped on it, I could clearly feel the chill of the yin energy seeping into my soles.
As for this strange desert, Ding Yan didn't dare to be careless and didn't dare to fly randomly. He could only follow the ground, step by step, moving forward. As for other directions, Ding Yan wasn't without consideration, but thinking of those headless ancient corpses that might appear at any time, he still decided to stay as far away from them as possible.
The fog grew thicker.
In this silent world, I don't feel the passage of time at all.
Also don't know how long it took, Ding Yan found a withered land. Here, originally was a lake. But now except for sand, only some not completely rotten dead wood is left. The original site of the lake has long been withered, and the ground is full of cracks, without any signs of life.
Ding Yan walked over, observed for a moment, and finally found a broken piece of golden bell fragment on a crack.
"This is a treasure, someone has been here!" Dīng Yán said affirmatively as he picked up the fragments of the treasure.
The luster on the broken pieces of the treasure has not completely faded, it is obvious that this is a treasure that was damaged not long ago.
Just as Ding Yan was about to observe further,
A gust of dark wind suddenly struck, and the sand on the ground also began to roll.
The wind is getting stronger and stronger.
Suddenly, the desert beneath his feet shook slightly.
The endless desert began to rise up, a terrifying dark and cold force swept in.
"This aura..."
Ding Yan, holding the golden bell fragment, felt this aura and his face changed greatly. He tapped his feet on the ground twice, and his whole body flew away. The illusory Bagua diagram flashed in the air, and he disappeared instantly, fleeing towards the distance like a teleportation.
Just as Ding Yan left, a huge iron coffin suddenly rose from the sand below, and the terrifying corpse energy rushed straight into the sky, even dispersing the surrounding gray fog.
In the distance, Ding Yan clearly saw this huge iron coffin in the void.
"It's not that headless ancient corpse!" Ding Yan was shocked.
At first, when Ding Yan felt that breath of air, he thought the headless ancient corpse had appeared. However, after the gray mist dispersed, Ding Yan clearly saw that what emitted that cold and gloomy aura was not the previous headless ancient corpse, but this nameless iron coffin.
Cough...cough...
The coffin lid shifted slowly, emitting a piercing sound.
Bang!!
A withered bony claw suddenly protruded from within and grasped onto the coffin wall.
Without looking back, Ding Yan fully activated the Qian Kun Dao Jing, and the yin-yang virtual shadow reappeared. His entire person was like an instant move, disappearing into thin air.
Before disappearing, Ding Yan clearly saw a mummy wrapped in bandages walking out of the iron coffin. In its right hand, a blood corpse that had not been completely swallowed was trembling constantly, with fresh blood dripping continuously. Behind the iron coffin, a faint glow illuminated an area!
Inside that iron coffin, it was actually filled with Dark Crystals!
Corpse energy fills the sky, looking up at the sky and roaring!
The terrifying power of yin evil spreads out from the base of the demon corpse, the sand layer on the ground is like a wave, rippling and spreading out...
