The white devil came and went quickly, and he was no more than a cup of tea, and he couldn't even see a shadow. If he wanted to find her, he had to go to his old lair. After asking two villagers, he found out However, this white devil's cave is not a secret. The white devil has a habit of eating people, either sucking away the flesh and blood on the spot, or frightening people away and eating them slowly.
Those who sucked the flesh and blood on the spot were like those unlucky horse bandits who ended up with their corpses exposed in the wilderness, but those who were frightened away by him would pile up their bones in a valley after eating A mountain of white bones was built around it, so that the piles of bones became the symbol of the white devil's lair. A hunter who went hunting in the mountain once saw it from a distance, and many people know it.
Although the two villagers had never been there, they walked in the general direction and saw the White Bone Mountain, so they knew the White Demon's lair.
The two of them are just ordinary people with no knowledge of cultivation. They are naturally timid when they encounter such monsters, but their relatives have been frightened away. No matter how timid they are, they can force something out. From the table where Fang Xing drank just now, he poured a jug of remnant wine into his mouth. After gaining courage, he brought a hatchet and hunting crossbow in his hand, and walked ahead bitterly to lead Fang Xing.
It's just that the airs are not small, but the steps are vain, obviously fearful.
Along the mountain road, I walked for about forty or fifty miles with one foot deep and one foot shallow. Now Fang Xing has no cultivation base, and the two villagers are also ordinary people. In the past, it was already nightfall, and finally reached an area, but it was a stretch of wild mountains, strange rocks and cliffs, low trees and wild grass, and in the surrounding mountains and forests, even the sound of birds and insects could not be heard, like this All the living beings in the area were frightened by a kind of demon energy and dared not make any movement.
"White... Bone Mountain..."
Suddenly, a villager cried out, and fell to the ground limply in fright.
Fang Xing was also trembling in his heart. He raised his head and looked forward, and saw a hill made of white bones four or five miles ahead. The reason why he could see it so clearly in the night was because of the scales of fire on the mountain of white bones. Flying around, the shadows are like a huge fire, illuminating the surroundings faintly, in this quiet and deserted wilderness, it feels a bit like a haunted ghost.
"When I saw the White Bone Mountain, it must be the White Demon's lair..."
When the two villagers came here, the courage they had grown up by drinking was gone, and they said tremblingly, there was even a bit of crying in their voices. Already turned around and fled.
"Why does it look familiar...then keep going!"
Fang Xing frowned, and suddenly urged behind him anxiously, the knife slapped on his thigh with a "slap" and "slap" sound.
"I... let's go..."
One of the villagers trembled and looked at Fang Xing pleadingly.
Fang Xing immediately rolled his eyes: "Co-authored to rescue your wife and let me sleep?"
The two villagers immediately didn't know what to say.
Seeing that they were afraid, Fang Xing had no choice but to encourage them: "Don't worry, with me here, he can't hurt you!"
As he spoke, he took out a yellow talisman, and with a light shake, a faint golden light lit up on the talisman, illuminating the dark surroundings. This light was spiritual, and it also slightly dispelled the ubiquitous strange surroundings. The evil atmosphere makes people feel at ease.
"Fa... Spell..."
When the two villagers saw this scene, their eyes lit up immediately, and they looked at Fang Xing with a little more awe.
But it was obvious that he had grown a little more courageous, and his feet were not trembling so badly.
"Hehe, what a joke, I still have a flying sword, you guys can lead the way ahead, if something happens, I'll stand up for it!"
Fang Xing pretended to be an expert, and said with a sneer.
"Okay... okay, thank you Immortal Master..."
The two villagers plucked up their courage, and with the faint light of the yellow talisman, they moved forward step by step.
Fang Xing followed slowly, watching Zhou Dong's movements vigilantly.
At any rate, after his cultivation base dissipated, some of the abilities of the Yin-Yang God and Demon Sword still remained, and he could see some simple restraints and spiritual objects with a little spiritual energy, but the higher-level ones could not be identified. Out.
Just going deeper all the way, Fang Xing seemed to be leisurely, but a strange expression gradually appeared in his eyes.
Getting more and more familiar!
One mountain, one line, one forest and one slope gradually came into view, and began to match certain scenes in memory.
When I came here just now, the sky and the earth were dim, and the surrounding fields were so dark that I couldn't see anything, but as I got closer to the Baigu Mountain full of will-o'-the-wisps, the surrounding light became clearer and clearer, but the surrounding mountains and scenery were blurred. It was all brightly illuminated, and with a panoramic view of these mountains, a sense of familiarity emerged spontaneously, lightly, and touched some memories in my heart.
"Accidentally, I broke into the house..."
Fang Xing smiled wryly, and became more and more sure that this area was the Ghost Mist Valley area that he had been looking for for several days.
Look at the wild slope not far away, I have caught wild rabbits on it...
However, although he was a little excited, Fang Xing did not show anything in front of the enemy, and he became more and more vigilant anyway.
There was even some ruthlessness in my heart, if my predictions were correct, then behind the Bone Mountain, there should be Ghost Smoke Valley.
Back then, my home was taken over by a monster...
"You actually took over the young master's lair, you must kill him..."
Fang Xing thought to himself, and slowly began to calculate in his heart.
After passing Baigu Mountain, you can already vaguely see a valley hidden in the mountains, but it is very hidden by the mountains and backwaters. If it is not for the Baigu Mountain as a comparison, it is really not easy to find. The two villagers , when they got here, they needed to work hard to distinguish the path, but Fang Xing sighed leisurely, urging them to move forward, and found a small path familiar to them, and then went around a hillside. After sliding down, they came to a group of people. In front of the valley surrounded by mountains, he stopped and let out a long sigh.
"Finally home… "
There was a moment of absence, and then Fang Xing came back to his senses, urging the two villagers to move forward.
In front, there is a deep valley with a radius of four or five miles, hidden in the dark night, and the white mist from nowhere hides the valley, almost like a secluded area. If it is this valley "ghost smoke" two The origin of the word, I don't know why, but the temperature here is extremely low, as if suddenly entered the cold winter, the breath turned into frost, and the two villagers were shivering from the cold.
"A mortal's physique is so weak that he can't even stand the cold..."
Fang Xing glanced at them contemptuously, then took out a cotton coat from the small ivory tower and put it on.
"Master..."
Standing on the edge of the valley, looking at the incomplete gate of the cottage, the two villagers were too scared to move.
"go inside!"
Fang Xing was unceremonious, even undisguised, and urged the two of them to walk into the valley.
"Bold, who broke into my retreat dojo?"
Such blindness and daring to rush in, it was discovered instantly, and a stern sound suddenly sounded, and the billowing mist seemed to be alive, and surrounded Fang Xing and the two villagers without any explanation. This mist is not substantial at all, but at this moment it feels slippery and cold, like being entangled by monster snakes one after another, chilling the bones from head to toe.
"Master help..."
The two villagers were scared out of their wits and opened their mouths to yell.
And Fang Xing simply threw away the yellow talisman with a whoosh, raised his hands high, and shouted, "Don't get excited, Bai Daxian, I just brought you two fresh prey back, are you interested in having a good chat? How about a long-term cooperation in the future?"
"ah… "
The two villagers who regarded Fang Xing as a life-saving god were dumbfounded, but Fang Xing laughed and kicked the two of them out first, while he followed behind, clasped two yellow talismans, and rushed over , They were already entangled by the weird mist, and they jumped forward like this, but immediately touched this kind of restriction, all the mist tightened in an instant, but tied them up like ropes, At the same time, a powerful force came, pulling them abruptly and falling forward quickly.
In the dark sky, Fang Xing could only see a mass of white shadow in front of him, but the terrifying aura on that shadow made his heart skip a beat. While going, he flipped his left hand and crushed the yellow talisman in his hand, at the same time he yelled strangely: "Bai Daxian, don't worry, I'm here to present a treasure, look what is in my hand?"
When the yellow talisman in his left hand was crushed, an invisible golden light flowed through Fang Xing's body, but it completely dissolved all the white mist that bound him, and he followed the forward momentum and went straight to the white mist in the middle. The confused shadow rushed over, raised his right hand, but screamed, and pressed the purple gold talisman straight towards the white shadow, his mind tensed up in an instant, success or failure depended on it.
The cultivation base is gone, but the vision and insight are still there.
It has long been seen that there is no murderous intent in the white mist restraint set by the white devil, and he also expected that he would have no other defenses when he saw that he and the two villages had no cultivation. Fang Xing took advantage of this Opportunity, to paste this purple gold talisman on his forehead, thinking that this purple gold talisman can even suppress Ying Qiaoqiao who is in the Golden Core realm, let alone this white demon who probably only has a foundation building cultivation base
Everything went as expected, he successfully rushed in front of the white devil, and patted the purple gold talisman in his palm.
However, at this moment, his pupils shrank suddenly, he let out a strange cry, and abruptly stopped taking pictures of the talismans.
At the same time, a flying sword entwined with white hair also protruded out of thin air, pointing directly at the center of his brow, but did not continue to stab.
Fang Xing and Bai Mo looked at each other in disbelief as if they had seen a ghost.
"How could it be you..."
After a while, Fang Xing smiled wryly: "Senior Sister Xiao..."