Chapter 967 Dead Spirit Stele

The dark and secluded pit, I don't know how deep, rich to the extreme of death like a cloud, rolling and surging.

Tang Huan's back feathers stretched and circled slowly. At this time, his body was no longer covered with green flames. The "ghost nine spiritual birds" were squatting on his right shoulder. Nine colorful light sources constantly overflowed from his body, covering Tang Huan's body, flowing like water.

These nine brilliant lights completely insulated Tang Huan from the invasion of the dead air around him and made him much more relaxed.

The pit is a completely dark world.

Since entering the cave, Tang Huan...