Grassroots Immortality

After just a few dozen breaths, another such voice was heard on the fourth floor.

Then came the third...

The fourth...

When the ninth voice sounded, there was also a sound of a door falling to the ground and colliding with the ground.

Hard work pays off. After nine attacks, Lin Xian finally smashed the door open.

When the door was smashed open, extremely dense demonic energy also escaped from it. Lin Xian was also on guard.

Because according to his guess, there should be a monster in this house.

After putting the Zhenyue stick back into the Qiankun mirror, Lin Xian had already carried the green shield obtained from Shenyue Valley on his left arm.

In terms of defense, this green shield is also the most powerful treasure of Lin Xian at present. To be on the safe side, Lin Xian still carried this green shield on his left arm.

The demonic energy dissipated, and the imagined attack did not come as expected.

There was no monster coming out of the house either. Could it be that his guess was wrong?

Out of curiosity, Lin Xian walked slowly into the room.

Of course, when he entered the room, he also saw the "monster" sitting cross-legged in the room.

After the "monster" looked up and down, it did not seem to attack.

Lin Xian was also quite surprised to see that the "monster" was actually looking at him.

His intuition told him that the "monster" in front of him was not a real monster, and he should have intelligence.

Lin Xian couldn't figure out the other party's origin, but this Meteorite Palace has been around for countless years, and calling him senior should not be wrong.

Since the other party has intelligence, it is of course easier to deal with. Of course, Lin Xian is still very careful about this kind of unknown existence, and he is always on guard.

Being able to survive such a long time, regardless of whether it uses secret methods, such an existence is worth Lin Xian's full attention.

Lin Xian was the first to speak: "Senior, I just came here unintentionally, and I didn't mean to disturb you. I wonder if you can tell me where this place is? I just broke the door out of curiosity, and I have no ill will towards you."

Hearing Lin Xian's question, the "demon" sitting cross-legged did not stand up, but just slightly opened his eyes, as if he was recalling something.

After that, he said: "I seemed to feel the breath of spiritual treasure just now. Are you not a cultivator from the demon world? You seem to be a little different from those jailers."

Hearing the word "jailer", Lin Xian was also slightly surprised. He had guessed before, and now he heard this existence say the word "jailer" in person, which confirmed his initial guess.

"Senior, do you mean that this Meteorite Hall is a cage? But why is there such a strong demonic energy in every room? It can be said that it is a rare holy place for cultivation."

Seeing that the other party had no intention of taking action, Lin Xian also opened his mouth to continue asking.

"Yes! For the demon cultivators, this place can indeed be regarded as a holy place for cultivation. Every three hundred years, the jailers will enter this place to cultivate. Some people can even break through their cultivation with the help of this rich demonic energy."

"This can also be regarded as a kind of welfare for the jailers, but these demonic energies have no effect on me."

The senior in the stone house heard Lin Xian's question and answered it, but his answer also shocked Lin Xian.

According to him, demonic energy is useless to them, so what do they need?

Spiritual energy? Or underworld energy?

"If demonic energy is useless to seniors, then what do seniors need? Spiritual energy? Or underworld energy?"

In order to confirm the identity of this person, Lin Xian continued to ask.

If the situation is really like this, then the cultivators in these rooms should not be much of a threat.

These rich demonic energies may be a punishment for them, and they are of no benefit to them at all.

"Young man, my last bit of consciousness is about to disappear. For the sake of being human, I advise you to leave here immediately. This is not the place you should come to."

"Being able to come here and open this door, it is also a fate for us. The power of this Meteorite Palace is beyond your imagination. Don't go on. Go back."

Hearing that this cultivator actually persuaded him, Lin Xian was also very speechless. Since he decided to break into the Meteorite Palace, of course he was prepared to face all kinds of dangers.

"Thank you for your kind reminder, but since I have entered the Meteorite Palace, it is definitely necessary to explore it. Can you tell me about the Meteorite Palace?"

When Lin Xian heard that the cultivator said that his consciousness was about to disappear, he hurriedly asked.

But after Lin Xian asked for a long time, he didn't see the cultivator continue to speak, and a bad premonition rose from Lin Xian's heart.

The monk had closed his eyes and did not open them again. Lin Xian could not feel any fluctuations from him, and even the fluctuations of his soul had disappeared.

It seemed that this senior had completely fallen. Lin Xian carefully checked and did not gain anything.

Just as Lin Xian carefully checked, the other four closed doors opened at the same time. Lin Xian also felt that there were monsters coming out from inside and heading towards the room where he was.

When Lin Xian heard the movement, he immediately left the room and summoned the monster hunter again.

The four monsters may have been human monks in their lifetime, but when they sink to the bottom and become monsters, the door will automatically open.

Lin Xian just forced the door open, and the monks inside still retained their last consciousness, but because of his destruction, the monks in this room did not become monsters.

Although they fell, they did not become zombies.

The demon hunter has fought fiercely with the first monster. Judging from the situation of the battle, the strength of these monsters is indeed much stronger than the monsters on the third floor.

However, after the growth of the demon hunter over the years, its strength has improved by leaps and bounds. It can't resist these monsters with its physical strength alone.

After a few claws, the monster was broken into countless pieces.

When the demon hunter smashed the second monster, a fist-sized round bead appeared in Lin Xian's field of vision, which seemed extremely abrupt.

After the round bead rolled for a distance, it finally stopped.

The demon hunter continued to fight fiercely with the monster, while Lin Xian slowly walked to the round bead, stretched out his hand and sucked it, and the round bead was sucked into his palm.

Lin Xian took the fist-sized round bead and looked at it carefully.

This round bead did not look like the inner elixir of a demon beast, nor did it look like the soul crystal of a ghost beast, nor did it look like the magic core of a demon beast.