The old man is very pleased with the old man, the old man is smiling, and seems to be so friendly to everyone.

After passing through several long corridors, the figure of the old man stopped suddenly, and everyone looked forward, only to see that there was a spiritual spring about Zhang Xu wide, and the water of the spiritual spring was gushing out continuously. It is like a fairyland on earth, and the aura here is more vigorous, and everyone is immersed in it unconsciously.

Ning Qi looked at the Lingquan, with the corners of his mouth slightly raised. His spiritual thoughts easily broke through the seal on the surface of the Lingquan. Without the old man noticing, he saw the scene in the depths of the Lingquan, which was like a fairyland with the outside world. The scene is different. In the depths of the Lingquan, there are groups of black bugs surrounded by groups. The number is extremely huge, tens of thousands. These bugs seem to be just larvae, and the Lingquan is their nutrient. At the top of the swarm, at this moment There are more than a dozen soul-eating worms that are several times larger than the other worms and are the size of a fist, squawking in anticipation, as if they are waiting for some kind of order!