A quarter of an hour later, Chen Yun was already standing at the foot of Storm Mountain.

I didn’t feel anything when I was far away, but now that I’m closer, I feel that this mountain is truly incredible.

There are no other mountains, just this bare peak, extremely straight, covering an area of ​​more than ten miles.

The first thousand feet high was not difficult at all for Chen Yun.

As Chen Yun stepped a thousand feet up, a biting and dark wind suddenly surged from the mountain, and it became more and more violent.

But after a thousand feet, an icy cold wind began to appear on the mountain. As the height increased little by little, the wind began to become more and more fierce.

If an ordinary mortal were here, he would probably have frozen to death after a gust of cold wind.

But for Chen Yun, who had refined his body with thunder liquid, the cold wind posed no threat to him.

At this time, rocks covered with frost appeared all around, and frost also appeared underfoot.

The air was filled with white mist and bitingly cold.

It was unknown how long he had walked, but soon Chen Yun arrived at a crystal clear glacier.

The surrounding rocks were all covered in thick ice, and the mountains became steeper.

On a flat rock near the top of Storm Mountain, a silver giant ape over ten feet tall was beating its chest with both hands and roaring towards the sky. Under its huge figure was Chen Yun.
Chen Yun stared at the sky solemnly, with his hands behind his back, remaining silent.

Thousands of various evil beasts with ribs and wings were circling and dancing above the huge rocks. The biggest of them were as big as five or six feet, while the smallest were only a foot in size. But all of them looked hideous and extremely ferocious.

However, these flying Yin beasts seemed to be afraid of the ferocious aura of the giant ape transformed by the Weeping Soul Beast, and did not dare to swoop down for a while. However, they did not seem to want to leave, and they were temporarily deadlocked here.

Chen Yun didn't want to delay any longer, so he gently patted the Soul-Crying Beast's head with his right hand and said, "Let's do it."

Hearing Chen Yun's words, the Soul-Crying Beast growled, inhaled suddenly through its nose, and then blew out fiercely with its mouth closed.

A large piece of silver light rolled out from the huge nostrils, covering most of the Yin beasts. These flying Yin beasts immediately screamed in the silver light, and then fell down to the ground.

But two smaller Yin beasts slipped through the net.

They flapped their fleshy wings and avoided the giant ape's silver light, and pounced on Chen Yun from both sides.

A cold light flashed in Chen Yun's eyes, and he pounced out like a tiger.

His hands fell heavily on the two Yin beasts.

The powerful force instantly penetrated the bodies of the two Yin beasts.

"Aww!"

There was a shrill scream, and the two Yin beasts howled, then fell heavily to the ground, dead.

At this moment, a three-headed Yinming Beast King emerged from the Yinming Beast group.

The aura emanating from it is extremely powerful, only slightly weaker than that of the Soul-Crying Beast.

"This Yinming Beast King is very powerful. I can use him to try out my magical powers!"

With this in mind, Chen Yun jumped off the shoulder of the Soul-Crying Beast.

The jet-black hair turned from black to red at this moment.

The scarlet eyes stared straight at the Soul-Crying Beast King in the distance.

At this time, dark red blood marks appeared between the eyebrows.

A bit of dark energy was entwined around his body.

At this moment, Chen Yun could clearly see that although he could not mobilize his spiritual power, he could freely control the dark energy of this dark place.

It was like a fish falling into the water and a bird flying into the sky.

Chen Yun was somewhat surprised by the smooth feeling.

"I didn't expect that Long Yin's Dark Blood state would be so miraculous."

Chen Yun's eyes flickered as he looked at the three-headed Yinming Beast King in the distance, with a sneer on his face.

He stepped on the ground with his right foot, and his whole body turned into a white shadow, rushing straight towards the Yinming Beast King.

Looking at Chen Yun who was rushing towards him, the Yinming Beast King growled and flapped his wings.

Densely packed, pitch-black barbs cut through the air.

From a distance, they look like sharp arrows.

A cold light flashed in Chen Yun's eyes. He looked at the arrows and immediately raised his right hand.

The surging dark energy gathered in front of him at this moment.

The dark energy continued to entangle and condense, finally forming a thick black wall of dark energy.

"Stab! Stab!"

Sharp black arrows pierced deeply into the wall.

At this moment, Chen Yun's body was entangled by the Yin and Ming aura, his speed increased greatly, and he turned into a phantom, appearing out of thin air in front of the Yin and Ming Beast King.

A hint of coldness flashed in Chen Yun's eyes, and he raised his right hand and smashed it hard on the leader's head.

"Boom!"

At this moment, all the powerful force poured into the head.

"puff!"

The head was shattered and bright red blood splattered everywhere.

He only had time to let out a scream before his head was blown to pieces.

When the remaining two heads saw this, their faces turned fierce and they immediately opened their bloody mouths and bit towards Chen Yun.

Seeing this, Chen Yun revealed a sneer, and his figure flashed, disappearing from the spot in an instant.

When Chen Yun appeared again, he had already landed on the shoulder of the Soul-Crying Beast.

"The state of Long Yin's Dark Blood is much more powerful than I imagined."

Chen Yun glanced at the injured Yinming Beast King in mid-air and no longer had the idea of ​​killing it. Instead, he chose to leave it to the Crying Soul Beast to deal with.

"call out!"

The Soul-Crying Beast shook its nose vigorously, and a soul-capturing divine light gushed out of its nose at an extremely fast speed, instantly covering the Yinming Beast King.

"Roar!!!"

The Yinming Beast King only had time to let out a shrill scream before his entire body was sucked into the Soul-Crying Beast's stomach.

After devouring the Yinming Beast King, the Weeping Soul Beast exuded a faint sense of sleepiness.

"It looks like it's time to evolve."

Looking at this scene, Chen Yun muttered in his heart, then gently stroked the body of the Weeping Soul Beast and said lightly: "It's time to leave."

At this moment, a space crack of more than ten feet suddenly appeared in the sky at the top of the mountain.

A large amount of spiritual energy from the outside world poured in, and in an instant, spiritual power poured into Chen Yun's body.

"call!"

Chen Yun exhaled lightly, waved his right hand, and one Yinming Beast Crystal after another was absorbed into his body.

The remaining storage bags were trapped in the cloth bag and turned into a golden stream of light, instantly disappearing into the crack.

And when Chen Yun appeared in the crack, a suction force instantly appeared behind him, as if to pull Chen Yun back to the underworld.

At this moment, Chen Yun spread his golden thunder wings, golden lightning flashed, and Chen Yun disappeared from the spot in an instant.

On the turbid and dark yellow sea, there was silence everywhere. There were no waves or the slightest sea breeze blowing. Everything looked lifeless.

It was as if there were no living things here at all, it was just a dead sea.

But at this moment, the sea water rolled somewhere on the sea surface, and a black mist suddenly emerged from the bottom of the sea.

The inky black fog spread rapidly, reaching an area of ​​over a hundred feet in the blink of an eye.

But at this time, a thunder was heard, and then a silver light flashed in the fog. A ball of dazzling silver light appeared out of thin air above the black fog. There was a bloated figure faintly inside it, and there seemed to be a pair of golden wings spread out behind it.

Before he could see clearly who was inside, the golden light flashed a few times again, then suddenly disappeared, and appeared at the edge of the black fog the next moment.

Amid the continuous roars, the figures in the golden light kept appearing and disappearing. In the blink of an eye, they turned into a dot of light in the sky as if by teleportation, and then disappeared without a trace.

This person is none other than Chen Yun who escaped from the Dark Land.

Chen Yun exhaled lightly, waved his right hand, and the Soul-Crying Beast turned into a light green shadow and sank directly into the spirit beast bag.

The next period of time is the time to explore and harvest.

With this in mind, a blood cloud flew out from the storage bag and hovered in the air.

Looking at the scene in front of him, Chen Yun nodded with satisfaction, and then disappeared into the snow cloud.

A large pile of storage bags appeared in front of him. These were obtained from the Yinming Land. At the very least, they belonged to cultivators in the Foundation Establishment Stage, and there were also quite a few storage bags from the Core Formation Stage.

In addition, there are many that are covered with dust, and I don’t know how long they have been in the land of darkness, so I can’t tell what the cultivation level of their owner is.

Chen Yun waved his right hand lightly, and a light blue storage bag appeared in his hand.

His spiritual consciousness slowly poured into it and he began to explore it carefully.

"Crash!"

As a sound broke through the air, crystal clear spirit stones flew out of the storage bag.

At a glance, there are only dozens of them.

"The Foundation Establishment Monk's storage bag is really shabby!"

Chen Yun shook his head, and what appeared before his eyes were some spiritual herbs that had already rotted.

As time goes by, the spiritual herbs can no longer be preserved.

Only spiritual stones and some magical instruments could be completely preserved.

As time passed, eighty to ninety Qi training storage bags had been completely sorted out by Chen Yun.

There are only tens of thousands of spirit stones among them, and those magic tools have long lost their spiritual light. After all, they are not as good as magic weapons and it is difficult for them to exist for so long.

Next are those

"Fire Cloud Art, a foundation-building technique, is just mediocre!"

"The Ghost Slave Technique is somewhat similar to the Soul Bewitching Technique!"

……

As the skills in the jade slips flooded into his mind, Chen Yun casually put the jade slips into his storage bag.

As all the storage bags were turned over, Chen Yun's attention fell on those storage bags that were suspected to be in the Jindan stage.

There are more than ten of them, and these are the storage bags of Jindan cultivators.

I think there must be something valuable in it.

With this in mind, Chen Yun slowly channeled his spiritual consciousness into the storage bag.

One after another, crystal clear mid-level spirit stones poured out from the storage bag and landed in front of him.

Chen Yun took a quick look and saw that there were dozens of spirit stones.

As expected of a Jindan cultivator, the number of spirit stones he possesses is far beyond that of a Qi training cultivator.

In addition, magical weapons poured out from the storage bag.

However, Chen Yun discovered that the spiritual power of most of the magic weapons was dim and they were obviously useless.

Among them, only three magic weapons still had a little light on them, obviously they were not damaged.

They are a purple magic weapon in the shape of a shield, an emerald green flying sword and a pitch-black tripod.

The reason why the three magic weapons still have their power is not because they are so magical, but because these storage bags are relatively new.

It was obvious that it had not been long since he fell into the underworld.

To Chen Yun, these magic weapons are of average value, but the skills in the storage bag are of the greatest value.

Dozens of jade slips of different colors are arranged neatly.

Chen Yun took them out one by one, placed them between his eyebrows, and slowly poured his spiritual consciousness into them, examining them carefully.

Time passed, and an hour passed.

When Chen Yun put down the last jade slip, he couldn't help but let out a breath.

Among so many jade slips, most are of little use, but there are two that are quite magical.

The first technique is called: Ming Wang Jue.

Yes, it is the Great Jin Ming Wang Jue.

It’s a pity that this technique requires relics to be practiced. I will have the opportunity to practice it only when I go to Dajin in the future.

The second skill is called the Art of a Hundred Skills, which is a rather special mechanical skill that can be used in conjunction with the Dayan Jue to greatly increase its power.

It is mainly a puppet of wood attribute. After performing a hundred tricks on it, it will become the same as a human being.

Quite magical.

Then, Chen Yun looked at the three storage bags.

The origins of these three storage bags are unclear. Some say they belong to Nascent Soul cultivators, while others say they belong to Golden Core cultivators.

Since he wasn't sure, Chen Yun simply opened them all at once.

Chen Yun poured his spiritual consciousness into the three storage bags.

Then, crystal clear spirit stones flew out from the storage bag.

"what?"

Suddenly, Chen Yun let out a light exclamation, and several high-level spirit stones flew out of his storage bag.

Looking at the high-level spirit stones in front of him, Chen Yun's eyes flashed with surprise: "I didn't expect there would be so many high-level spirit stones. It's really unexpected."

Then three jade slips appeared in his hand.

Chen Yun placed a jade slip between his eyebrows, and his spiritual consciousness slowly flowed into it.

Half a cup of tea later, Chen Yun slowly put down the jade slip. The martial arts technique recorded in this jade slip was called Haoyang Jue.

It is the founding practice of the Haoyang Sect, a practice that reaches the peak of the Nascent Soul stage.

Overall, this technique is very good.

However, the technique that Chen Yun practices is more suitable for him, so he can keep it.

As the second jade slip was placed between his eyebrows, a hint of surprise flashed in Chen Yun's eyes.

This skill is called Yaksha Technique.

The silver-winged yaksha in the original novel is this type of yaksha.

"Something interesting!"

Carefully playing with the Silver-Winged Yaksha in his hand, Chen Yun raised the corners of his mouth slightly, chuckled, and turned to look at the third jade slip.

Divine consciousness slowly poured into it.

After half a cup of tea, Chen Yun put down the jade slip and murmured in a low voice: "This technique is a bit strange."

What was recorded in the jade slip was a kind of illusion.

But when I thought that Yin Yue was about to reveal herself, the value of this illusion suddenly dropped.

Chen Yun put away the jade slip and then took out the magic weapon from the storage bag.

There are seven or eight magic weapons in total, but most of them have no spiritual light. There is only one pitch-black bead that emits an extremely dark aura.

It was as if it was shrouded in a dark and gloomy aura.

Chen Yun stretched out his right hand and gently touched the bead, and bits of dark energy were drawn out of the gem.

At this moment, tiny bits of golden light poured out from the beads.

Looking closely, Chen Yun could even feel the Buddha's light emanating from this bead.

“It’s actually a relic!!!”

And it just so happened that this relic was obtained from the storage bag of Ming Wang Jue. (End of this chapter)