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A flash of white light appeared, and Han Li, Xiao Yan, and Ye Fan appeared on a desolate little earth slope.

In addition to the three of them, there were two other Jindan-stage cultivators here, one was an old man in gray clothes who looked quite amiable, and the other was a demon cultivator covered in black robes and shrouded in evil spirits.

After being teleported here, Xiao Yan looked around blankly, and then cast his eyes on Ye Fan and Han Li.

Han Li immediately sent a voice message, telling Xiao Yan what had just happened in the hall in a concise manner. Xiao Yan's eyes widened when he heard it, and he slapped his thigh and said that he had missed a good show.

"What about now?"

Xiao Yan glanced around and asked in confusion: "Why is Brother Yamu not here?"

Han Li shook his head and said: "Not only Brother Yamu, but more than a hundred cultivators in the hall are not here. I suspect that the teleportation array will randomly teleport people who enter the array to somewhere in the outer hall."

Xiao Yan frowned and said: "If that's the case, why are we still together?"

This is also what Han Li was puzzled about, so he cast his eyes on Ye Fan.

Ye Fan smiled slightly, took out the silver war spear, and said with a smile: "This treasure is called the Void Spear, which was given by the Emperor. It has many space-related abilities."

"When I was teleporting just now, I felt that the power of space was going to separate you and me, so I took out this treasure and linked you and me together, so that we didn't get separated..."

"So that's it!" Han Li and Xiao Yan both understood.

Ye Fan smiled and said: "Master uncle has great magical powers and great fighting power. Fairy Zi Ling is with him, so there is no need to worry at all. We just need to explore the secret realm step by step, and we will meet up with Master uncle sooner or later."

Han Li and Xiao Yan nodded, and then cast their eyes on the other two Jindan cultivators here.

Frightened by Ye Fan's performance in the hall, the two Jindan cultivators did not dare to step forward to greet them.

Han Li thought about it, took the initiative to walk over, and bowed in a friendly manner: "I am Han Li, may I know the names of the two Daoists?"

Seeing Han Li take the initiative to greet, the black-robed monk looked alert and couldn't help but take a step back.

The other gray-robed old man was flattered and hurriedly returned the greeting: "I am Ge Li from Tiantai Island, and I am honored to meet Daoist Han."

"It turns out to be Daoist Ge!" Han Li nodded and said with a smile, "The three of us brothers are entering Xutian Palace for the first time, and we know nothing about the information here. I wonder Daoist Ge..."

Han Li didn't finish his words, but Ge Li's face was already suddenly enlightened.

He said quickly, "In that case, I am willing to share information with you."

Han Li smiled and said, "Thank you, Brother Ge. Although my cultivation is shallow, my Brother Ye is very powerful. As long as Brother Ge is willing to share information, he can act with us!"

As soon as these words came out, Ge Li was overjoyed and hurriedly thanked him, and then respectfully bowed to Ye Fan behind Han Li.

Hearing the conversation between the two, the black-robed monk paused, as if hesitating whether to go with Han Li and others.

But in the end, she still took a step and walked towards the gray fog in front, as if she was going to break through alone.

Han Li glanced at the black-robed monk, but didn't care. He immediately turned sideways and invited Ge Li to come forward and talk.

Ge Li was flattered, and hurriedly walked up to the three people, carefully choosing his words and saying: "This place is called the Land of Ghost Resentment, which is the first secret realm of the outer hall of Xutian Palace. It is filled with thick ghost fog and countless evil ghosts and dead souls..."

As Ge Li spoke, Xiao Yan couldn't help but raise his head and look forward.

I saw a layer of hazy white light covering the small earth slope more than ten feet ahead, blocking a large amount of gray-white fog outside.

The gray-white fog filled all the heavens and earth above and below the earth slope, and there was no end in sight. There were gusts of gloomy wind in the fog, and the sound of ghosts crying and screaming could be heard faintly in the whistling, which made people feel terrified.

Seeing this, Xiao Yan's heart trembled, knowing that if it weren't for the layer of white light, they would have been trapped in the endless sea of ​​ghosts by now.

Ge Li continued, "This first level was not difficult at first, but since more and more monks have fallen into the ghost fog, this ghost land has become more and more dangerous."

"Those monks who died here with resentment have turned into more powerful ghosts after death."

"The more ghosts there are, the more monks who will die here. The two will gradually form a vicious cycle, causing the difficulty of the ghost land to increase greatly every time the Xutian Palace is opened..."

"I heard that the last time the Xutian Palace was opened, a monk encountered a ghost king with a mind in this ghost land, causing the seven or eight monks who were in a group to be wiped out, and only one person escaped and ascended to heaven."

Speaking of this, Ge Li was a little frightened.

However, when he saw Ye Fan, he hurriedly added: "Of course, for Han Daoyou and Senior Ye, the Land of Ghost Resentment is definitely not a concern. Even if they meet the Ghost King, they will not be Senior Ye's opponent!"

"..."

Ye Fan looked at him with a smile, and then chuckled: "Since it is only a land of ghosts, there is no need to worry. Let's go and get through this first level first!"

As soon as the voice fell, Ye Fan waved his hand and flew forward with Xiao Yan and Han Li.

To be honest, this behavior is actually a bit arrogant, because when walking on the ground, you only need to be on guard against the surroundings above your head, but when flying in the air, you have to worry about whether there will be evil ghosts ambushing under your feet.

However, considering Ye Fan's cultivation, it doesn't matter if he is arrogant.

Ge Li thought for a while, and immediately cast a spell to fly up and catch up with Ye Fan and the other two.

As soon as he passed through the white light, the gray-white ghost fog that covered the sky and the earth surged over like sharks that smelled blood.

If a mortal with no cultivation touched the gray-white ghost fog, his essence and blood would be sucked out immediately and he would become a withered corpse. His soul would become the nourishment of the ghost fog and he would fall into the ghost path and could never escape.

However, it would be different if he changed to a cultivator.

Even if he was just a cultivator in the foundation-building stage, he would be able to resist this level of ghost fog. The only question was how long he could resist it and whether he could get out of the endless ghost fog before his mana was exhausted.

Of course, with Ye Fan here, this problem would definitely not be a problem.

A black light flashed on Ye Fan's body, and a black dragon-headed shoulder-swallowing chain armor appeared on him.

Ye Fan's mind moved slightly, and the pattern of the armor suddenly lit up with a blue-green light, and a rolling hot air emanated from it.

Once the ghost fog touched the hot air, it immediately turned into green smoke with a sizzle, and finally completely disappeared.

Occasionally, there were evil ghosts hiding in the ghost fog. After touching the hot breath, they would be forced to show up, and their souls would emit flames, and finally turn into ashes in a miserable and painful wail.

In this way, the hot air filled the spherical space with Ye Fan as the center, making all the gray ghost fog and evil ghosts outside ten feet unable to enter.

Han Li, Xiao Yan, and Ge Li stayed in this spherical space. Except for enduring high temperatures, it can be said that it was extremely safe.

"Wait!"

After flying for a while, Han Li suddenly spoke and called everyone.

Ye Fan raised his eyebrows, followed Han Li's gaze, and immediately realized it.

It turned out that Han Li had sharp eyes and saw a pile of bones next to a broken stone pillar under his feet. The bones were covered with a treasured robe, emitting a hazy blue light. It was obviously a valuable treasure.

Han Li asked Ye Fan to wait for a moment, and he flew down, took out the Green Bamboo Bee Cloud Sword, and carefully picked up the treasured robe.

Because the gray-white ghost fog was too dense, it was difficult for the spiritual eyes of the Linking Pill cultivator to see through it, so it was not until Han Li flew back with the treasured robe that Ge Li finally saw the shape of the treasured robe clearly.

He was a little surprised at first, then his face darkened, and he sighed: "It turned out to be him!"

Han Li looked at Ge Li and asked in confusion: "Do you know this treasured robe?"

Ge Li nodded and said: "This fire-proof treasured robe is made of 100-year-old ice silk. Ordinary flames cannot get close to it. It was a well-known treasure in the Chaos Star Sea 300 years ago."

"The cultivator who owns it is called Yu Zhenren. I have met him several times. He formed a pill much earlier than me, and his strength is stronger than mine. When the Xutian Palace was opened last time, I heard that he also went there, but he never came back after this trip."

Speaking of this, Ge Li looked at the bones below and sighed: "I really didn't expect that this person would be trapped in the land of ghosts and couldn't even pass the first level of the outer palace..."

After saying that, Ge Li couldn't help but feel fortunate in his heart.

Three hundred years ago, this place was so dangerous that even a Jindan cultivator like Yu Zhenren would perish.

And his strength is not as good as Yu Zhenren. If he had not been lucky enough to be teleported together with Ye Fan and the other two, he would probably have died with hatred in this first level of ghost resentment.

Thinking of this, Ge Li's demeanor became more respectful.

Xiao Yan sighed that the world is unpredictable and cultivation is not easy, and then he no longer cared about this matter.

As for Han Li, he looked at Ye Fan and carefully transmitted his voice: "Since this Yu Zhenren is famous, his strength must be extraordinary. He fell in such a place, and it is definitely not just the influence of ghost fog and ordinary evil spirits."

"If I'm not mistaken, there must be a very powerful ghost nearby!"

Ye Fan nodded, his eyes shining with golden light, looking at the ghost fog in front of him and smiling: "You guessed right, there is indeed a evil ghost here, and the person who just left is now facing it!"

Han Li was slightly startled, and looked in the direction of Ye Fan's gaze, but he could not see anything.

Ye Fan smiled slightly, and two golden lights burst out of his eyes, instantly piercing through the gray fog in front, leaving two thousand-foot-long holes.

Han Li and others looked along the hole and saw that in the ghost fog a few miles away, the black-robed monk was controlling a fiery red hammer and entangled with a vague ghost.

Next to the ghost, there were countless wronged ghosts and two human-shaped ghosts covered with green hair, who were besieging a little monkey with green hair and a height of only a foot.

When seeing this little monkey, Ge Li couldn't help but show horror:

"This is... a crying soul beast!"

"He actually has a crying soul beast, no wonder he dares to be so arrogant!"