The mysterious monster let go of the blocked road, and let Zhou Qingfeng's master servant return to the first half of the Blood Flow Canyon. The devil also pointed a way to the land of the base. As long as this place is destroyed, the entire canyon can be restored to its original state.
It sounds good, but the devil's words are at most half-trusted. Zhou Qingfeng saved a file and decided to try it. He rode'Jiying' back into the dim black fog again, and moved forward quickly with the help of the dark vision he had just acquired.
The so-called'land of bones' is the place where the corpses are piled up. The closer you get to this place, the more you can see the bones accumulated into a hill. These remains were not completely ossified, but showed a state of slow decay, not only emitting a foul smell, but also flowing corpse oil.
The Adamantite Flying Shuttle walked through the black mist and exploded several zombies walking slowly in the shadows. Its bright shape leaves a conspicuous light mark in vision, indicating its secret attack path and enhanced damage to the undead.
A shriveled ghoul was lying on the pile of bones, opening his ulcerated lips, and Bai Sensen's teeth screamed for demonstration. The undead sensed the approach of living people, but was afraid of a sacred breath.
The shuttle is very light, only a dozen grams. Under the mental power of the'Witcher's Hand', the bright silver light suddenly arrived, attacking at an extremely fast speed. Sensing the threat, the ghoul jumped off the pile of bones that was dripping with corpse oil, and opened its mouth to bite.
The Adamantite Flying Shuttle pierced its head and annihilated its rotten soul. With a perfect body, Zhou Qingfeng could control his mental power more freely. In the past, he used the "Witcher's Hand", which lasted at most ten seconds each time, but now it can last for half a minute.
The body of the ghoul fell, splashing a puddle of sticky black corpse oil. "Jiying" stepped over, and said disgustingly: "As a mount, I really have a hard life. I do all the dirty work. I am the one who carries the luggage, and I am also me when I step on the body oil."
Zhou Qingfeng and Xi Li were riding on the back of Jiying, their feet not touching the ground. They walked among the piles of bones, hunting down the undead monsters that kept popping up.
"There must be something extremely evil in the base of the bones. It prevents the corpse from turning into dust, makes the soul trapped and unable to escape, and allows the undead to continue to resurrect." Xili clutched a short bow, often shooting arrows ten meters away. This is the distance that the'Hand of the Wizard' cannot attack.
The place of bones is horrifying, the piled up bones are like spiritual niches, and twisted corpses can be seen everywhere. The master and servant Zhou Qingfeng walked in all the way, killing dozens of low-level undead, suddenly felt that the ground was dry, but the feeling of heart palpitations became more intense.
The remains of a psychic monster floating in front, with a slippery leather strap and pitch-black body. The flaunting octopus head is especially eye-catching. A dozen tentacles are scattered and tangled, but they are stuck in a fixed state-this terrible monster is dead, but Its body became the center of some necromancy circle.
"Look, there's something on the neck of that lingua monster." Xili said, pointing to the front.
'Jiying' also stopped suddenly and whispered: "Master, I can't move forward. This is a prison circle for the undead. It not only controls the undead, but also refuses the approach of the undead. Only living things can enter it, I Go in and be controlled by him immediately."
Create an area where the undead is prohibited from entering in the middle of the circle that controls the undead. The guy who sets up the circle will think about it. Zhou Qingfeng dismounted and moved forward, Xili stopped again and whispered: "Victor, this magic circle is also suppressing the elves."
In fact, Zhou Qingfeng also felt that his heartbeat was speeding up, and he suffered a great mental load. He clenched the "Evil Breaking" heavy sword, relying on the sacred attributes of the perfect body to hold on, "You stay, I'll go up and take a look."
The spirit sucking monster has a powerful mental control ability, and this circle is maintained with the help of its remains. Zhou Qingfeng approached step by step, his steps heavier. He also noticed the object worn on the neck of the remains, which exudes extremely cold and corrosive power.
"This thing should be the'spiritual core of Orchus'." Xili said secretly in the master-servant contract.
"What Orcas?" Zhou Qingfeng searched for the "occultology" and "monsterology" he knew.
'Jiying' replied first: "There are countless levels in the endless abyss, and countless demon lords. Among these lords, there are three strongest, namely the demon prince Dimo Gogan, and the king of U'an Grazt. , The undead king Occas."
Orcas has existed for countless years, and it created the first undead on the outer plane. It is said that this guy is fat and fat, and looks like a human-shaped goat with bat wings. Even in the abyss of chaos and evil, it is notorious. "
Er..., Zhou Qingfeng walked under the remains of the spirit sucker, looked up a few times, and hesitated: "This thing sounds very powerful, should I cause this trouble?"
Xili said: "Occas often designs some undead artifacts. The Despair Core is his famous work. But it is not just Occas that makes this thing. God knows who left such a thing here? Master? You just smash it with one blow."
"Be careful to smash it with one blow, otherwise it will definitely stimulate protection."'Jiying' emphasized.
If you want to smash it with one blow, the power of the Adamantite Flying Shuttle is probably not big enough. Zhou Qingfeng drew the epee "Evil Breaking", but..., the remains of this spirit sucker floated in the air. He raised the sword and swung the sword light, but at most it hit the sole of his foot.
Damn it, I can't fly.
Zhou Qingfeng bounced under the remains of the spirit sucker, trying to figure out how much effort and high he should use. Xili and'Jiying' were panicking in the distance, and she couldn't help feeling a little frustrated when she saw this look.
The owner is obviously an individual and a person who does great things. He is bold, careful, flexible, and able to accomplish all kinds of impossible tasks. But every time something goes wrong at a critical moment, this kid will turn into a joke.
Zhou Qingfeng was fighting with the soleplate of the lingshui monster, trying to grab the foot of the remains. Xili sighed, shook her head and said, "Master, can you find something to step on?"
"Then find a three-meter-high thing to step in." Unless Zhou Qingfeng speeds up the sprint, he can't jump five meters high. Looking around, naturally, there is no ready-made ladder. He akimbo helplessly, "Good things are hard to come by!"
Where can I find a high enough stepping shelf
Zhou Qingfeng looked left and right to stare at a headless skeleton nearby. I don't know what the devil's half body is, lying crookedly in the sand. He ran over and pulled hard, and the hard ground was connected to the skeleton, and he had to use his strength to feed him.
Pulling brute force here, the sound spread far and wide. Xili became nervous. She held the short bow in her hand and looked around vigilantly, always feeling that the surrounding monsters were gathering towards her.
'Jiying' also frightened, "Master, you'd better move faster and keep your voice quiet. Otherwise, we will be in big trouble."
"If the action is fast, the voice won't be small." Zhou Qingfeng also felt bitter!