The two restrained their breath and approached the Mobei Mountain.
Along the way, they sensed the breath of the Mosha clan, and the two bypassed directly.
The two of them were getting closer and closer to the Mobei Mountain. The closer they got, the blood of the Prison Monument in Lu Ming's body was throbbing more and more, feeling hot and dry.
Soon, the two of them were approaching a hundred miles away from Mobei Mountain.
Here, there is already a faint black mist filling the air.
The two did not flinch, and continued to move forward. A hundred miles passed in the blink of an eye, and the two of them completely entered the range of the Mobei Mountain.
"Demon, demon, demon!"
Suddenly, loud roars sounded in Lu Ming's mind.
This voice was full of lawlessness, but also revealed a kind of helplessness and unwillingness.
Between the sky and the earth, black mist filled the air. With the cultivation base of the two of them, the visibility in a radius was no more than 20 meters.
Moreover, there was a terrifying pressure on the two of them, making it difficult for them to fly, and they could only land on the ground and move forward on foot.
"Xiaoqing, be careful!"
Lu Ming took Xie Nianqing's little hand and walked forward carefully.
hum!
Lu Ming's spine was filled with blood, and the blood of the Prison Monument was beating continuously, getting stronger and stronger.
Lu Ming controlled the bloodline of the Prison Stele to prevent it from manifesting.
The two of them walked for a long time, and they felt that they were halfway up the mountain, getting closer and closer to the top of the mountain.
The source of that throbbing feeling is the top of the mountain.
When Xie Nianqing came here, there was also a strong attraction, which was throbbing with her blood.
"Huh? A lot of skeletons!"
Suddenly, Lu Ming found skeletons on the ground.
This skeleton is not big in size, and it looks like the skeleton of the Mosha clan.
Legend has it that many Mosha clan died here before, and it seems to be true.
Moreover, the fingers of these skeletons all wear storage rings.
Xie Nianqing grabbed a storage ring in his hand, and the next moment, Xie Nianqing took out a pile of black stones from the storage ring, and a strong demonic energy permeated the stones.
"This is a magic stone. It has a great effect on those who practice magic. For me, it is more effective than a rough stone!"
Xie Nianqing explained.
"There are a lot of storage rings here, maybe they all have magic stones, you keep them, it will be of great use to you when we leave here in the future!"
Lu Ming said, stretched out his hand to inhale, attracted the storage rings one by one, and handed them to Xie Nianqing.
Xie Nianqing practiced the way of magic, and these magic stones are most suitable for Xie Nianqing.
Xie Nianqing took it and put it away one by one.
Then, the two searched around and found many skeletons of the Mosha tribe, and of course there were occasional human skeletons, but very few.
"Demon! Demon! Demon!"
When we got here, the sound became louder and louder. This sound directly affects the human mind, not from the ears.
It seems that there is a peerless demon emperor shouting and roaring on it.
The two continued to move forward. Whenever they encountered the skeletons of the Mosha tribe on the road, they put away their storage rings. Along the way, they harvested no less than a hundred storage rings and a large amount of magic stones.
Among other things, these storage rings alone are a big profit.
After another half day, the two finally approached the top of the mountain.
Along the way, the two did not encounter any danger.
This surprised the two of them secretly.
The Mobei Mountain is very dangerous, anyone who enters will die!
This sentence can be confirmed from the skeletons of the Mosha tribe and the skeletons of the human race along the road, but the two walked along the way, but it was calm, except for the constant sound of magic, there was no other movement.
hum!
Coming here, Lu Ming's spine was filled with blood, and the blood of the Prison Monument was beating wildly. Even Lu Ming himself couldn't suppress it.
With a sound of vibration, the blood vessels of the Prison Suppressing Stele emerged, and became larger and violently vibrated.
hum!
Ahead, on the top of the mountain, there was also a terrifying vibration at this moment, and then they saw that the black mist rolled up and separated from the two sides, and the scenery in front was completely exposed to the eyes of the two of them.
"this... "
Seeing the scene in front of them, the hearts of the two trembled fiercely, and they were dumbfounded.
In front, there is also a stele, a stele!
This stele is extremely huge, standing upright like a majestic mountain.
On the stele, there is only one large character: Monument!
There is only one word 'monument' on the top of the stele, which is uneven, as if it is not a complete stele, but only a part of a stele.
The stele is full of ancient vicissitudes, and the color looks very similar to the blood of Lu Ming's Prison Stele.
hum!
The blood of Lu Ming's Prison Stele flew out and stopped in front of the stele. The two vibrated non-stop, emitting a radiant light, as if they were echoing each other.
"Lu... Lu Ming, how do I feel, your blood is so similar to this stele, as one!"
Xie Nianqing was extremely surprised.
Lu Ming himself was also shocked.
Because he felt that this stone tablet gave him a very kind feeling, and he understood that the previous throbbing all came from this stone tablet.
The two stone tablets vibrated, and the ten thousand feet of light filled the air. Around the Mobei Mountain, those Mosha Clan powerhouses entrenched in all directions of the Mobei Mountain were also found.
"The Mobei Mountain has changed, could it be that a peerless treasure has been born?"
"It's shining brightly, a peerless magic treasure is born, go and see it!"
One after another silhouettes gathered towards the Mobei Mountain, all of them were mighty demons, all of them were the strong ones of the Mosha clan, the worst ones were all the existences of the fifth level of spirit gods, and even the strong ones of the seventh level of spirit gods.
A group of Mosha clan appeared hundreds of miles away from Mobei Mountain.
At this moment, on the top of the Mobei Mountain, the black mist became very thin, and the huge stone tablet was clearly seen, shining brilliantly.
However, the Mosha tribe stopped here and did not dare to approach it any further. The evil name of Mobei Mountain is not just a talk, the entrants die, let them stop.
But looking at the radiant stele, the Mosha Clan couldn't bear it in the end.
"Now that the Mobei Mountain has changed, it may not necessarily be dangerous!"
"That's right. I saw that human woman go in before and brought out a golem. It's all fine. It's time for the Demon Tablet Mountain to be born!"
One after another shriveled voices sounded, and the eyes of many Mosha tribes glowed with fiery light.
"rush!"
Some of the Mosha Clan finally couldn't bear it, and rushed towards Mobei Mountain with a roar.
As soon as they rushed into the range of the Demon Tablet Mountain, voices rang out in their minds: Demon! magic! magic!
The magic sound is habitual, full of terrifying power of destruction.
Some of the Mosha Clan of the fifth and sixth levels of spirit gods screamed, and their bodies were like dumplings, and they fell from the air and fell to the ground without the slightest breath.
Dead, at least more than 20 Mosha clan powerhouses died all at once.
Several Mosha tribes at the seventh level of spirit god roared and retreated crazily, bleeding from their seven orifices.
"Can obliterate the soul!"
A Mosha clan with the seventh level of spirit and god roared, and retreated hundreds of miles, terrified.
The other Mosha tribe who didn't move forward just now were very grateful, thankful that they held back, otherwise, I'm afraid it would be the same result.