The most terrifying thing about dreams and illusions is not the lethality, but the confusion of spirit and cognition.

"It's a pity that I can't bring out the copy, or I will get rich." Sun Miaomiao regretted that thanks to Ye Youshen's terrifying resilience, her injury has completely healed.

"Ingenious workmanship, ingenious workmanship." Xiahou Aotian stroked the mechanism's creation affectionately, with regret on his face, "It's a pity that I can't take it away."

"It won't turn us into pigs again, right?" Brother Red Chicken kicked the base, feeling lingering fear.

Zhang Yuanqing shook his head: "We have already passed this level, and there should be no danger. Unfortunately, there is no good harvest."

As he said that, he picked up Little Red Riding Hood, put it in the inventory, and when he took it out again, the road had returned to normal.

Zhang Yuanqing immediately put the puppet swordsman into the hat space.

"In the process of clearing the dungeon, the less things you harvest, the more generous the rewards will be when you settle." The world who survived the catastrophe returned to fire, with a rare sense of humor:

"It's called the law of conservation of reward."

Seeing that his teammates did not respond, he was taken aback: "Isn't it funny?"

Everyone just recovered a life, so how could they be so leisurely to listen to your cold jokes? Zhang Yuanqing turned around silently, "Let's go, let's go to the next level."

Everyone followed and left silently, leaving the world to return to the fire and fall into deep thought.

In this way, they continued to trek in the spacious corridor, sometimes going down, sometimes going up, the alcove candles flickered, the top of their heads was not a stone wall, but it was covered with a wooden ceiling, and there was a vent hole every ten meters, and a slight wind flowed from it. Influx into the air hole.

After walking for more than ten minutes, Brother Hongji suddenly rubbed his arms and said:

"Why did it suddenly become cold? Is it my illusion."

He wasn't the only one who felt cold, the others also felt the cold air floating in the air, penetrating into their pores.

"It's not an illusion, it's Yin Qi." Sun Miaomiao said: "The Yin Qi ahead is very heavy, very heavy, heavier than the Yin Qi of the Corpse Refining Island in Qinfeng Academy."

"It's not Corpse Refining Island, it's Chicken Heart Island." Zhao Chenghuang said.

"I forgot." Sun Miaomiao stuck out her tongue.

"Spit out your tongue, it's disgusting." Zhang Yuanqing, the leader, sneered.

"It's disgusting to repeat your words."

"Hey, why don't you hug my ass anymore?"

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Seeing that the two were still arguing leisurely, Guan Ya and the others suddenly stopped panicking. There were three star officials in this team, and the thing they were most afraid of was genitals.

Moving forward, a cold wind blew in the corridor, the air humidity also increased, and the light became brighter and brighter.

After walking for a few more minutes, everyone saw the exit, and faint sunlight came in from the entrance of the corridor.

Outside the corridor is a valley, with parallel wooden stakes inserted into the dark and towering cliffs, and on the wooden stakes are rotten coffins, and as far as the eye can see, there are hundreds of them.

The mud in the valley is dark brown, with no grass growing.

The sun shines into the valley, and you can't feel any temperature, and the light is pale and pale.

There are two steles standing at the entrance of the corridor, one is written "Jiebu" and "Shangxian", and the other is written "Clean up the old mountains and rivers". JrNovels.com