After carefully exploring the surroundings, Ji Qianming came to the broken stone tablet.

This stone tablet is not high, about two or three meters long, and it is gray all over. I don’t know how long it has been standing here. The surface is covered with dust. In this place without vitality, even moss does not exist.

At the top of the stele, there was an irregular crack. It can be seen that there was originally a piece above the stele, but it was broken for some reason, and the part above was gone.

Ji Qianming's fingertips moved slightly, and a gust of wind blew away the thick dust on the stele. There seemed to be words left on the surface of the stele, but because it was too long, it had been blurred.

What is this stone tablet here for? Is it a warning? a road sign? or a record?

Ji Qianming shook his head and walked deeper past the stone tablet. Without reference objects, he had no idea where he had gone, how far away from the core part, or was already in it?

He silently recorded the time in his heart, moving forward at a speed that was neither fast nor slow, and his spirit was always tense, ready to face dangers that might arise at any time.

However, nothing appeared, even if there was not even a stone tablet.

This is the 26th day after Ji Qianming entered the Burial Heaven Abyss. Since he saw the stone tablet on the first day, he has never encountered anything else.

I have to say that after staying in this dark and depressing atmosphere for a long time, my whole mental state will become depressed. The darkness and journey seem endless, trapping people to death in their original place. Even if there are no rumored dangers, just this can kill those practitioners with insufficient will.

Fortunately, Ji Qianming's will is still firm, and the endless abyss did not cause him to collapse. Moreover, he had learned to relax himself while moving forward. He understood that he would not even think about getting out of here in a short period of time. Since that is the case, mentality is very important.

"I checked No. 6 last night. He is an iron wolf. Don't hesitate. Just throw him out in this round!"

"You can fart me! Don't believe him! My special mother is the real prophet!"

"Hehehehehehehehehehehehe... don't fight. I think I'll be the No. 1 this round. He doesn't look like a good person at first."

"Hey, do you want to die? (Horror face)"

“…”

Sitting on the luxurious sofa, Ji Qianming yawned slowly, looked at the clock hanging on the wall, sighed, got up and put on a hiking suit, put on sunglasses, sun hat, and even hung a SLR camera around his neck, and walked towards the villa door.

"I, don't play anymore?" The nine clowns in a circle looked at Ji Qianming preparing to go out and asked with some displeasure.

"I won't play anymore, I won't play anymore, I have to hurry up and continue until evening." Ji Qianming waved his hand.

The nine clowns looked at each other, and their bodies gradually faded away and disappeared into the air. Ji Qianming, dressed as a traveler, pushed open the door of the villa and walked into the endless darkness.

Bang-!

He snapped his fingers gently, and the villa suddenly turned into pixels all over the sky, condensed into a ball, which was put into Ji Qianming's storage ring.

"Tsk, when will this day end..." Ji Qianming sighed quietly.

I don’t know how long he had walked, Ji Qianming’s hair suddenly rose, and an extreme uneasiness enveloped his mind. He instantly started to be energetic, took out the Red Dust Sword, and swept the surroundings with his mental power and spiritual sense over and over again.

Nothing?

Ji Qianming was stunned. With his divine consciousness of the God King level, he found no strangeness here. There was nothing around him, and there was nothing that could threaten his life.

Then...what is this uneasy?

Ji Qianming's uneasiness was getting stronger and stronger, and he always felt that some fatal change was happening. This was the Taoist magic power engraved in the blood that was operating independently. Without actively urging the Taoist magic power, there was only one possibility.

He has reached a critical moment of life and death!

But now he doesn't even know where the crisis is.

At the critical moment of life and death, Ji Qianming made a decision instantly. The spiritual power in his body stimulated, connecting his body with the Great Dao, and once again entered the state of Taoist magical power.

At the moment when he entered the state of Taoist magic, everything around him faded away like a tide, the ground, darkness, sun hat, sunglasses... Everything he experienced in the past twenty-six days turned into illusion. When his consciousness truly returned to his body, he understood what was going on.

When did you fall into the illusion?!

In reality, he stood there quietly, his waist was petrified below his body, and gray silk threads were wrapped around his upper body like a snake. The longest one was about to touch his eyebrows and was about to extend into his brain.

In front of him, the familiar gray broken monument seemed to come alive, stretching out many tentacles and entangling his body... strange and terrifying!

If Ji Qianming was in a normal state, he would have been shocked and his scalp would be numb at this moment! But he is in a state of Taoist magic and will not have any emotional fluctuations at all. With a light sweep of his indifferent eyes, he has already understood his own situation clearly.

Immediately afterwards, his body flashed with a light blue light, and the glass body of the Mirror Zun opened, directly forcing the gray silk threads that penetrated into the body, and the petrified lower body quickly returned to its original state.

Ji Qianming snorted coldly, flipped his palm and held the Hongchen Sword in his hand. His spiritual power was stimulating and he cut at the gray broken stone tablet in front of him with all his strength!

The moment the bright red sword light fell on the broken stone tablet, a strange and sarcastic wail sounded, and then the entire broken stone tablet trembled violently. More than a dozen gray tentacles suddenly burst out on the gray monument, and demons danced towards Ji Qianming.

Ji Qianming unsealed the space Rubik's Cube, and the fifth finally floated quietly in the palm of his left hand. Under the flashing light, the space around him twisted violently, directly tearing the dozen gray tentacles as fast as thunder into the air, and none of them could enter his three-foot range.

Ji Qianming held the fifth final in his left hand, held the Red Dust Sword in his right hand, rolling in a dark blue Taoist robe, stepped forward, and the next moment he penetrated the space and came directly above the stone tablet.

bite--!

The Red Dust Sword in Ji Qianming's hand let out a soft roar, and the Jiuxiao Sword God Technique was activated. A huge golden sword shadow fell from the sky, turning into a flash of lightning and suddenly falling. The emitted light dispelled the surrounding darkness for a moment, revealing an empty and empty space.

The sword light dissipated, Ji Qianming slowly fell down with the Red Dust Sword in his hand, and his cold eyes looked indifferently at the empty pit under his feet, and his brows frowned slightly.
Chapter completed!