The cold dew covered Su Ji's clothes, and he stood quietly in front of Jinghu for a night. He didn't care about his clothes, but he made his wishes go against him. But this was easy to say, but it was difficult to do it.

Hua Qi and him worked hard for several years, both as a hidden and also as a preparation for what happened next. But this period was indeed very peaceful. Su Ji liked such days, but now he was in trouble for a while.

Hua Qi was excited about this, but Su Ji was calm.

A white eagle fell from the sky, with letters tied to its claws.

"This time the opponent is Hei San, who is good at using Gu."

The letter paper is written by Hua Qi, the white carving is grown by Hua Qi, and the characters are blood-red.

Hua Qi talks about things, and divides the levels by color. The redder the handwriting, the higher the level of danger.

Since the establishment of Mingyue Villa, it has encountered several major events, all of which are red, but never once did it be so dark red this time.

In just one sentence, no other introduction, this is all the information that Hua Qi can collect.

The people in the underworld are indeed mysterious.

If Hei Qi was more cautious, he would not have easily cleaned up Su Ji. As a lesson from the past, Su Ji knew that he should be cautious.

He decided to go to the mountain temple first.

Su Ji brought Feijing Sword, and his original scabbard had been abandoned by him. After five years of continuous practice, Feijing Sword has entered the stage of keeping a low profile. Now he looks very old and dull.

In fact, this sword is much scarier than five years ago. It can already kill people on its own!

Su Ji also handed over the purple sash fairy clothes to Hua Qi for safekeeping, and Fei Jing Jian felt even more comfortable with Su Ji.

At this moment, the sword body was wrapped in the silk peeled from the soft old clothes, which made the sword look even more ordinary and unremarkable.

Su Ji took calm and simple steps toward the barren mountain.

This mountain is called Baiyun Mountain, and there are countless people in the world called Baiyun Mountain. This is just an ordinary one. Even the mountain god is just a local good man. After his death, he was regarded as a god by the people, but the incense has long since faded.

Su Ji still remembered that when he was a child, he and Shen Xingguo climbed this mountain and went to the mountain temple. At that time, there was still incense in the temple. He and Shen Xingguo found costumes to dress up as mountain gods and ghost-catching gods to intimidate others in the future.

But that was already fifty years ago.

The traces of that year were left without any trace, and the statue of the mountain god was blurred.

The temple is not big, and Su Ji finished visiting it soon.

There is indeed no clue.

If you have to say that there is something abnormal, there are no spider webs here.

The dilapidated ancient temple had no spider webs, which was indeed a strange thing. Su Ji jumped and climbed to the crossbar. He touched the dirt in front of him with his fingers.

He loves cleanliness and does not bother him dirty at this moment.

Even though he was wearing a mask, he still closed his eyes.

My mind was immersed in the boundless darkness, and a ray of light suddenly flashed.

A spider as big as a palm ate all the spiders of all sizes in the temple and finally formed a net.

Su Ji's eyes flashed, but no one could see them because the mask was blocking them.

The big net wrapped a black figure, and then the black figure became breathless.

The picture ends here.

Su Ji sighed lightly that he was still a distance away from the realm of God and enlightenment, otherwise he could completely understand the whereabouts of the black shadow. This is the superpower brought by practicing innate Qigong.

As his practice continues to improve, he becomes less and less like a person.

I don't know if this is a good or a bad thing.

"Hua Qi has investigated that the divine object in the underworld is a spider. Combined with my past experience, it is indeed the case. Is it really the divine object in the underworld just now when I saw that spider?

Su Ji thought it was not, it was just a feeling.

Now that he is practicing higher and he is becoming more and more aware that the spider he saw in the dungeon was very terrifying. Any of its movements is full of natural mystery.

But at that time, he couldn't understand at all.

A song came, like resentment and admiration, like a ghost singing.

It was the hottest noon of the day, but the singing seemed to pull people deeper into the middle of the night.

Su Ji did not have any fear, but was also awesome.

Did he deliver it to his door before he found someone?

If this is true, you have to be more careful.

Su Ji also heard footsteps, all directions, and they were in chaos.

But he couldn't see anyone.

This is not an illusion.

The singing became more and more serene.

The sun is obviously very strong, but the temperature around it is like when the snow melts in winter. Anyone who has experienced it knows that the snow melts is colder than when it snows.

Su Ji stepped on the ground lightly and then went up to the roof of the Shanshen Temple. He looked around and couldn't help but be shocked. This was him, just a shock. If it were a normal person, he would have fainted at this moment.

Many dead people broke out from the soil around the mountain temple.

A pale face, corpse spots everywhere, her clothes are not covered, and some even have white hair on her face and her nails are very long...

Most of these corpses were stiff in movement, so their steps were very messy, and some even could only jump straight. Now these dead people surrounded Su Ji in the mountain temple.

Unless Su Ji flew out.

He was not afraid of these corpses, but he felt disgusting.

But Su Ji wanted to find the corpse-driver who drove these corpses.

The corpse-driven art is not a fairy technique, but uses a deep understanding of the human body to manipulate the dead through the transmission of true qi. Of course, these corpses have been specially fabricated by the corpse-driven person.

The principle is generally like this. As for the details, only the people in this way can understand it deeply.

"Singing is the key to the transmission of true qi."

When the first deceased was about to pounce on Su Ji's face, Su Ji suddenly realized this.

He shouted loudly.

It uses true energy to convey sounds and destroys the increasingly sad rhythm of singing.

But the song became clearer and brighter in Su Ji's roar. Su Ji's face was less than half an inch after his stinky nails.

Su Ji gently raised his leg and kicked the dead man away.

Su Ji did not look happy, but frowned.

The dead man fell to the ground and slowly got up. He made a mistake. The corpse was different from the living. As long as the joints were not completely destroyed, they could still stand up.

As he thought about it, he slapped a close-knit corpse through the air with another palm.

This time he changed his dark force and smashed all his bones.

Su Ji was not lustful at all. He could not waste all his skills on these dead people, which was exactly what the other party wanted.

But can't he leave?

Su Ji's heart flashed and made the decision to escape from the siege of the dead first.

But when someone was in the air, something suddenly flashed in his heart, and the other party should have a backup plan.

This moment of hesitation made Su Ji save half of his life.

The battle between life and death cannot allow too much thinking, but Su Ji has made a unique progress in recent years and has a clear mind, but he can do this instead.

One of the dead actually had a sword.

No, this is not a dead person, it is a living person.

"Taiyue is lighter."

This is the killer move of Taihua Sect, one of the five major sword sects. The people who draw the sword have been in this move for at least thirty years.

Those who can practice this sword technique must have at least forty years of internal strength accumulation.

This sword technique is a perfect interpretation of what it means to lift heavy weights.

The sword is a heavy sword, with a sharp edge.

If you count the Taihua School, there are absolutely only a handful of people who can use sword skills to this point.

Su Ji blurted out: "Qing Lingzi."

As soon as he said this, he immediately realized that the other party's natural sword move had a hint of irresistible slowness.

If it were someone else, it would be difficult to seize this opportunity, but he is Su Ji.

Originally, Su Ji was flying backwards and he tried his best to avoid the sword. Suddenly, he paused and violated the laws of nature. He faced the sword's edge.

This is an extremely dangerous change, but Su Ji was calm.

When he cried out the other party's identity, he turned the situation around.
To be continued...