Unfortunately, the three cultivators in the Jingdan stage escaped had no defensive ability.

The black fog that filled the air, like watered concentrated sulfuric acid, instantly eroded the soul, and the three light balls made screams like ghosts and wolves howling.

"ah!"

Although these black fogs will not cause the soul to collapse and disappear quickly, the pain of soul-sucking and refining is unbearable for them to bear.

Shen Lang had quick eyes and quick hands. With one hand, he stretched out his magic weapon, the soul-swallowing bottle, appeared in his palm.

By activating the spiritual power, a white light emerged from the mouth of the bottle.

The three balls of light flew towards the Soul-Swallowing Bottle in an instant, and were sucked away by the Soul-Swallowing Bottle with almost no resistance.

Hua Ziling's pretty face beside her was full of surprise. Shen Lang actually had magic weapons that could absorb the soul, which was unheard of.

After absorbing the souls of three late-stage cultivators of the Killing Pill, Shen Lang clearly felt that the soul power in the Soul-Swallowing Bottle was full, and he could summon the dead bone demon that had been sealed in the storage ring for a long time.

"Let's go, let's see what's going on there?" Shen Lang said.

Hua Ziling nodded.

The two walked towards the broken hall.

The hall was surrounded by desolate areas, with soil splashing everywhere, and pits everywhere, and traces of battle.

When the three cultivators in the Kalpa stage entered just now, they pushed open the door at the entrance of the hall. Shen Lang and Hua Ziling happened to see the scene inside outside.

The hall is not big, it only has about 100 square meters of space, and the interior is dark.

The two of them used the spiritual eye technique and could barely see the scene inside.

There is really a ancestral hall inside. There is a simple tribute table in the center of the ancestral hall, which enshrines three painted black tablets, and next to it is an incense burner and tribute fruit plate.

The most conspicuous thing is the tribute fruit plate, which contains two golden fruit plants.

The fruit shines golden light, which is the Yang Hui Fruit.

"Is that golden fruit the legendary Yang Hui Fruit?" Hua Ziling couldn't help but exclaim.

"As you can see, it should be this thing." Shen Lang's eyes shrank.

This time, he had two of the Yangguos, so he would not admit his mistake. The furnishings in this ancestral hall were exactly the same as those in the site of the Immortal Garden, and the tribute fruit was also Huiyangshen.

As the only spiritual fruit in this world that can prolong life for a hundred years, the Yang Hui Fruit is so famous. A Yang Hui Fruit can be easily exchanged for a top-level ancient treasure.

Hua Ziling looked extremely excited and couldn't help but go forward to get the fruit.

"Silly woman, don't act rashly!" Shen Lang immediately grabbed Hua Ziling's arm.

Hua Ziling immediately returned to her senses, took a deep breath and said, "I'm sorry, I'm losing my composure."

Shen Lang snorted coldly, looked around the ancestral hall, and frowned.

"How is that possible?"

The three late-stage monks of Jiedan who had clearly entered before, even if there were restrictions inside the ancestral hall, there should be corpses of three people.

But there is nothing in the ancestral hall except the tribute table, and there is no shadow of a corpse at all.

Could it be that the three corpses disappeared out of thin air, or that the restrictions inside could instantly strangle the three corpses into powder?

The latter doesn't make sense. If the restrictions inside were really powerful to that extent, the souls of the three old men would not be able to escape.

"Is that?" Shen Lang's eyes lit up and he thought of a possibility.

"What do you know?" Hua Ziling asked curiously when she saw Shen Lang showing this expression.

"There are most likely space cracks in this ancestral hall." Shen Lang said hurriedly.

"What, space crack?" Hua Ziling's heart trembled. Shen Lang's imagination was too rich, right?

But thinking about it, there is really this possibility.

There are many ways in which space cracks exist, either visible to the naked eye or invisible. There are even those that can wander and float and open and close by themselves.

Basically, all space cracks are unstable. When they accidentally touch the crack and are sucked in, they will be instantly crushed into slag by the disordered space, which even the Nascent Soul cultivator cannot resist.

There are only a very small number of stable space cracks, which are equivalent to a spatial node. After entering that stable space crack, it may be transmitted to another place in this world, which is equivalent to spatial teleportation.

The reason why Shen Lang thought of the space crack was mainly because he also encountered the space crack in the Xianyuan ruins, but that was a stable space crack.

He judged that the three late-stage monks of the Dan stage, after entering the ancestral hall, they saw the Huiyang Fruit on the tribute table, were dazzled by joy, and tried to get the fruit, and were strangled by the space crack, and the soul barely escaped.

This will make sense.

In short, the three late-stage monks in the Killing Dan had no corpses, which disappointed Shen Lang. He originally wanted to get spoils and ancient treasures from the three of them, but his abacus was lost.

Shen Lang glanced at the three tablets, which were engraved with a line of gold-plated fonts.

It says "Penglai Palace xx real person's spiritual position", this pattern.

This should be the ancestral hall of the elders of Penglai Palace. There is actually a space crack, which is incredible.

As for the two Yang Hui fruits on the tribute table, they are of amazing value, far exceeding the spoils on the three Jindan stages.

Shen Lang was still a little confused about things like Huiyang Fruit. Although it was of great value, cultivators with his cultivation level dared not sell them. Moreover, Shen Lang did not lack life span, Huiyang Fruit was a bit useless for him.

Even so, the Yang Hui Fruit is a top treasure, and Shen Lang still wants to get it. If he can break through the Nascent Soul Stage and take action to fall back to the Yang Hui Fruit, then he will be much easier to get in the Nascent Soul Stage.

"Shen Lang, let's avoid the space crack inside. Can we get the Huiyangguo?" Hua Ziling, who was beside him, immediately asked Shen Lang.

"Try it."

Shen Lang waved his hand and a series of Qi swords condensed in front of him.

"Swish swish swish swish!"

Under Shen Lang's control, the Qi Sword slowly flew towards the ancestral hall.

"Swish swish swish!"

A large number of Qi swords flew into the air and were sucked in by some space.

At the naked eye, there were hundreds of small space cracks in the ancestral hall!

The two of them couldn't help but be dumbfounded. The defense was almost airtight. No wonder the three cultivators in the Kalpa stage died instantly.

Moreover, these hundreds of space cracks are still moving and moving, but the speed is slow.

Shen Lang flew out thousands of Qi swords in a row, and then he found out the specific direction and movement direction of these space cracks.

This is not because there is no possibility of getting treasures, but that it is to pass through many space cracks at an extremely fast speed, and to resist the suction force of the cracks.

Of course, Shen Lang himself did not dare to do this, but he came up with an idea.

He took out a coffin from the storage ring, untied the seal on it, opened the cover of the coffin, and lay a skeleton two meters tall lying inside. The skeleton was like crystal stones, emitting a dazzling stream of light. It was the Dead Bone Demon.

Shen Lang then summoned the soul-swallowing bottle, and a large amount of soul power surged into the skull of the Dead Bone Demon. The Dead Bone Demon was immediately awakened, and two green lights appeared in the hollow eye sockets.
Chapter completed!