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From noon to night, and from night to noon, the sky of Burying God Ridge seemed to be forever covered with a layer of gray mist, preventing sunlight from entering.
Canggu rocks can be seen everywhere here. These stones have gone through an extremely long time, as if the landform of the Burying God Ridge has not changed for billions of years.
The twelve people had already penetrated three or four hundred miles into Burying God Ridge, and at this moment, a sudden change occurred! Fatty Zhou, who had been walking slowly, suddenly jumped out like a fat rabbit being chased by a dog. His speed was unbelievably fast, and he bounced up and down on the ground again and again, which shocked everyone else.
Lin Ming even jumped back reflexively. With a touch of his right hand on the Sumeru Ring, the Phoenix Blood Spear was unsheathed!
All of this was done in a split second. By Lin Ming's side, Xiao Moxian's reaction was not slow at all. The blood in her whole body was surging, and she was holding a long whip, ready to transform into the real Phoenix body at any time.
Lin Ming's first reaction was that Fatty Zhou encountered some kind of sudden danger, so he threw them away and ran away by himself!
However, to Lin Ming's surprise, when they were on the alert for the first time, the surroundings were always quiet, the wind was blowing dry grass, the mountains and rocks were still desolate, and nothing happened.
And that fat man stopped suddenly after jumping several tens of feet, his fat right hand popped out suddenly, and shot out an air arrow, with a soft bang, as if something had been hit.
Then Fatty Zhou walked over quickly and bent down to pick up something. His obese body made him feel like he was struggling when he bent down.
Then, Fatty Zhou came back with a red face, holding a red spiritual herb in his hand, and with a flip of his fat palm, the spiritual herb was submerged into his Sumeru Ring and disappeared.
"Haha, luck, luck, I actually picked a blood orchid, which can be worth a lot of money. Or take it back and make alchemy and eat it yourself, it's not bad. This blood orchid has the same spirit and will sneak away. If it is not fast, it will be killed by it." escaped."
Fatty Zhou said carelessly, and when he said these words, not to mention the young people of the Holy Race who were already dissatisfied, even Lin Ming felt unhappy.
This guy is really reliable!
It's nothing for him to pick spirit grass. In this kind of secret realm, whoever discovers the treasure should belong to him.
But Fatty Zhou took every step carefully before, crawling like a snail, saying that if you walk carefully, you will die if you walk too fast. But when he suddenly found the spirit grass just now, he hopped more happily than a rabbit. In the blink of an eye, he flew dozens of feet away, and nothing happened to him.
"You're here to amuse us!"
The saint youth cursed furiously!
Fatty Zhou didn't care about anything, so he said a word. "If you don't believe me, just leave on your own. No one begged you to follow! In fact, for me, it's better for people like you to leave early, so as not to bring everyone into trouble!"
"What did you say!?"
The young people of the Holy Clan were almost about to make a move, but at this time, some people around them tried to persuade them. "Forget it, stop arguing, it's all here, you can still leave halfway, it's dangerous to be alone. No matter whether we are being tricked or not, we are always much safer when we are together."
The person who spoke was the elder brother among the dragon brothers and sisters, and his last sentence was transmitted through sound transmission with true essence. In order to avoid offending Fatty Zhou, it can be said that nothing leaks.
"Hmph!" The young man of the Saint Clan snorted coldly, and could only suppress his anger, "Zhou Shiyan, right? I remember your name!"
"Whatever you want, there are many people who remember me, not least of you." Fatty Zhou said with a whimper, continuing to lead the way.
The twelve people started to move forward again, and the fat man was still slow, challenging the bottom line of the saint youth.
But at this time, there were fewer people complaining, and many people spread their perceptions, thinking of looking for panacea in Zangshen Ridge. The blood orchids that Fatty Zhou picked up before were very valuable. Be tempted.
If you get any natural treasures, even if you don't get the God Burial Stone, it's still a good chance.
The crowd advanced ten miles away, when the young man of the holy tribe suddenly felt a move in his heart. He found that not far away, there was a spiritual grass planted under a boulder. The fruit is as red as blood.
"This is... Demon Blood Fruit?"
The youth of the holy clan was startled suddenly. The legendary monsters with the blood of the royal family died, and the fruits bred with their corpses as fertilizer!
Not only the young people of the holy race, but also others saw this demon blood fruit, but the young man of the holy race was the fastest. He directly plundered the demon blood fruit, a distance of several tens of feet, and it was gone in a flash!
"Wait!" Fatty Zhou's face changed drastically, "Don't touch that fruit!"
Fatty Zhou's voice was stern, but the young man from the holy race just looked at Fatty Zhou with contempt, "Are you stupid or haven't woken up? Thinking of me as a three-year-old child? You just want this demon blood fruit, I will trust you again!" , I'm a fool!"
Said the young man of the holy race, he picked up the demon blood fruit.
This scene caused Lin Ming's pupils to shrink, and his muscles tensed instantly. In fact, Lin Ming was the one who discovered the Demon Blood Fruit first. He rushed out recklessly and recklessly, and secondly, at the moment he really found the Yaoxue Fruit, an ominous premonition flashed in his heart.
Now hearing Fatty Zhou call to stop, Lin Ming immediately raised his vigilance.
And beside Lin Ming, Xiao Moxian, the dragon brothers and sisters, including the taciturn young man in black with a figure of fourteen or fifteen years old, also quietly drew out his weapon. His weapon was like a sword and a knife, and his whole body was pitch black. Cold light.
Because of Fatty Zhou's words, they are all on guard, and would rather believe that they have or not be prepared for possible dangers.
However, it seems that the young man of the Holy Race did not encounter any danger. He grabbed the spirit grass and laughed loudly: "Haha, this fruit is worth hundreds of millions, and there is often no market for it. I just want to break through the middle stage of the gods. Give me alchemy, it can greatly enhance my energy and blood power!"
"Excellent! This trip to the Burial God Ridge, even if I didn't get the God Burial Stone, I won't lose it! I've had enough of it, I've been tricked by this liar all the way, and I've been angry again!"
Just as the saint clan youth was talking, at this moment, Lin Ming suddenly felt a chill coming from under his feet, and he climbed up his back. He saw a very strange and terrifying scene. The saint clan youth was holding a The "demon blood fruit" stretched out its roots, plunged into the arm of the saint youth, and began to absorb and devour the blood and muscles of the saint youth!
The arm of the saint youth was rotting and shrinking at a speed visible to the naked eye, but the saint youth didn't even know it. He still had a smug expression, and at the same time, he showed disdain for Fatty Zhou.
"By the way, I would also like to thank you, the bird man, without you leading the way, I would not be able to pick this demon blood fruit, hahaha!"
At this moment, the happy laughter of the saint youth was in stark contrast to his completely rotten left half of his body. This weird scene was unforgettable for the rest of his life.
"Don't look, he's already dead..." Fatty Zhou's face was ashen. What happened to the young people of the holy clan did not make him feel any gloating, but made him feel more and more dangerous on this trip. According to the usual years, this distance is still It is unlikely to encounter such a strange evil thing.
"What's dead, why do you all have that expression?"
Seeing the panic, pity, and all-out alert expressions of the crowd, the saint youth felt a strong sense of anxiety, "What's going on... what are you looking at..."
He suddenly had an ominous premonition, turned his head and glanced at the left side of his body. At that moment, he saw the most terrifying scene in his life, and it was also the last scene... His left half of the body had completely rotted away, turning from scarlet Mycelium-colored things emerged from the rotten flesh and wriggled like nematodes. The extremely disgusting and terrifying scene made him let out a heart-piercing scream.
However, just as his cry sounded, a cold flying knife pierced his throat!
"Crack!"
With a soft sound, blood splashed, the throat of the saint youth was pierced, and his voice became hoarse instantly!
Lin Ming's eyes were fixed, and the person who made the move was obviously Fatty Zhou!
"We can't let him scream, it will attract other things, let's get out of here quickly, otherwise this thing will attack us again!"
As Fatty Zhou said, he stretched out his movements and quickly swept towards the depths of the Burying God Ridge. Lin Ming followed closely behind. The scene just now was shocking. The Burying God Ridge revealed weirdness everywhere.
The eleven people ran for more than ten miles at a stretch before stopping.
Everyone's complexion was not very good, the rabbit died and the fox was sad. Witnessing the tragic death of the saint youth made people feel terrified.
Even Xiao Moxian, who has always been heartless, had an unnatural expression, "What is that, it's so disgusting!"
"I said... let's go back!"
It was the One Feather Demon King who spoke. If there was anyone who had the greatest impact from the scene just now, it would undoubtedly be the One Feather Demon King.
He secretly estimated the strength of himself and the dead young man of the holy race in his heart, and finally felt that he was not much stronger than the young man of the holy race, and even if he could win, it would be a miserable victory.
The other party died so miserably, if it was him, it would definitely be the same end.
"If you want to go back, you go back by yourself, we have no such plan." The girl who threw the gun over her shoulder and the younger sister of the Dragon Clan brothers and sisters spoke. She looked at the Demon King with disdain.
This kind of disdainful gaze made the Demon King of One Feather furious. He regretted following Lin Ming and Xiao Moxian to this desperate place on the spur of the moment.
"Damn it, I'm most afraid of encountering such a big bully, dying by myself, and almost implicating us." Fatty Zhou jumped up and said cursingly, "Fortunately, we didn't encounter any danger when we escaped just now, and we didn't stray too far from me. Familiar road."
Fatty Zhou looked around, roughly determined the location of the group, and finally heaved a sigh of relief.
"What exactly killed him?" At this moment, Lin Ming asked. RL
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