"Fellow Daoist is truly insidious, I didn't expect you to attack your own companions."
Suddenly, a clear and cold voice came from behind, startling Kui Gang, who quickly turned around to see Zhang Ling standing not far away.
Seeing this, without thinking, he pointed at the Blue Sword Talisman, and dozens of golden rays appeared, attacking Zhang Ling.
Puff! Puff! Two crisp sounds, and the sword rays instantly pierced Zhang Ling's figure, but then that figure swayed, turning into green smoke and disappearing.
"Not good," Kui Gang's heart sank, and he scanned around with his divine sense, but still couldn't find Zhang Ling's true form. Two fist-sized gray-black beads flew from his side.
The two beads collided with each other, instantly shattering and releasing a large amount of black mist, which enveloped him in an instant.
"Courting death!"
The black mist was strange, and it actually had the effect of isolating his divine sense, so he couldn't detect the situation outside for a while. Kui Gang snorted coldly, but he wasn't afraid of these attacks because he had a talisman.
He circulated the spiritual power in his body, and the Blue Sword Talisman trembled slightly. A large number of sword rays surrounded him, and most of the black mist was dispersed.
Boom! A loud noise!
Kui Gang suddenly felt a heavy pressure on his head. The pressure instantly made his body tremble, and the spiritual light shield around him dimmed.
Looking up in horror, he saw a behemoth falling from above his head. Before he could see what was attacking him.
A pair of pitch-black claws grabbed his body from top to bottom. Then, a ball of gray-white flame shot onto his body, and the spiritual power shield around him sizzled.
At the same time, several white rays flashed, shooting from the gap above his head and piercing his body. He only saw that these white rays were wrapped with small white bone arrows.
In an instant, the white bone arrows exploded one after another, blasting several large holes in the spiritual power shield on this person's body. Even most of his body was blasted to pieces.
Instantly, the numerous blue sword rays surrounding Kui Gang shattered into specks of blue light and disappeared.
A blue talisman also fell to the ground, Zhang Ling breathed a sigh of relief. With a wave of his hand, he took the blue talisman into his hand.
The runes on it flowed, and a small blue sword was drawn in the center, with some starlight floating around it. It was a very flexible talisman.
Another talisman!
Zhang Ling was overjoyed. The spiritual light on it was still about half full, so it seemed that it could be used once or twice more.
He glanced at Kui Gang's corpse. The upper half of this person's body had turned into fragments. Then, he took off the storage bag from this person's body. After a brief inspection, there weren't many things in it. There were only hundreds of spirit stones, but there were two middle-grade spirit stones.
In addition, there were a few magic tools that were somewhat valuable.
After a while, he looked at the corpses of the many dead cultivators. There were still four cultivators, including Bai Heyu and the big bearded man, two late-stage Foundation Establishment cultivators.
One of these two died at the hands of his companion, and the other was killed by the demon ape. There was also a demon and the yellow-shirted man who was killed by the demon ape first.
This gave him an unspeakable feeling in his heart. For the first time, he felt the fragility of the lives of cultivators. If he didn't have the Yellow Pearl Talisman to protect him, he would have died long ago.
These people were all Foundation Establishment experts, and they died in this unknown place. It was really a tragedy. Perhaps one day, he would also die at the hands of a cultivator, or be buried in the belly of some demon beast.
After a moment of silence, he began to clean up the battlefield, and the storage bags of these people fell into his hands.
There were as many as eleven top-grade magic tools, which was a huge fortune. It gave him a feeling of getting rich overnight.
The most valuable things left were Kui Gang's talisman and Bai Heyu's set of formations. They were all of great value. With so many treasures, it was no wonder that Kui Gang had murderous intentions.
Finally, he came to the corpse of the demon ape. This powerful demon beast was now mostly bloody and mutilated, and the rest of its body was charred. It died a miserable death.
He carefully searched the demon beast's corpse and found a fist-sized crystal. This object was gray-black, like the crystal in the green monkey's body before. There was a cold aura on both of them.
However, this one was covered with cracks. He didn't know if it was still useful, but he still put the crystal in a jade box. At the same time, he didn't let go of the demon ape's corpse, and he also put it in a separate storage bag.
This demon beast not only had the magical power to contaminate the magic tools of cultivators, but also could split out powerful gray shadows to attack.
He guessed that it was also part of the demon beast's spirit. Such a strange demon beast was worth studying.
After dealing with the spoils, he found a place to recover his consumed spiritual power.
Two hours later, Zhang Ling recovered his spiritual power. Then, he spent half an hour checking the surroundings. To his surprise, although the surroundings looked no different, there were indeed some restrictions guarding it.
He couldn't see any clues about these restrictions, but the dried corpse he found in another stone room had already proved that this place was indeed an ancient cultivator's relic.
This kind of place was rare, and maybe there would be some opportunities, but now he didn't want to consider these things. It was better to leave this place as soon as possible.
After all, the Green Moon Lake suddenly changed, and the lake water swirled back, sucking them all into this place. He guessed that someone did it on purpose, and now he found the ancient cultivator's relic here. This kind of place was not a place where a small Foundation Establishment cultivator like him could wander around.
He took the corpse bear and began to look for a way out again.
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Soon, he followed a narrow tunnel to an underground stone forest. The place where he came out was a mountain wall cave, and there were many cave entrances around.
Zhang Ling's figure flashed and jumped down the mountain wall, standing on a thick stone pillar, looking into the distance, with a look of astonishment on his face.
Behind the stone forest was a huge underground plain.
In the farthest place that he could see, he could vaguely see a magnificent palace.
The scale of the palace complex was beyond his imagination. He didn't know who built this underground palace in this place.
Zhang Ling hesitated for a moment, then headed towards the palace.
There were many collapsed dead trees along the way, and he soon came to a stone gate. The stone was very high, very similar to the stone archways in some market towns.
After passing through the stone gate, the wide bluestone street stretched all the way, and some stone carvings appeared on both sides.
These stone carvings were of human and beast shapes, each different. The only thing they had in common was that they were very tall. The lowest one was three or four zhang high.
Zhang Ling passed through six stone archways in a row before arriving at the square in front of the palace.
It was even more dilapidated here, with broken walls everywhere, and some stone tablets standing around, engraved with some ancient immortal texts.
Zhang Ling looked carefully, and could only recognize some simple ancient texts. But it also let him know what this place was.
This seemed to be a secret place of an ancient sect. The huge palace complex in front of him was called the "Ghost King Palace" by the ancient cultivators.
