There are many things in this world that are beyond common sense and incomprehensible, just like Wang Meng at the moment, he is very melancholy!
"It's still late autumn, how come it's just one night and it's been hot and cold!"
Wang Meng stood on the back of riding a bull, wearing a big red robe. His hair and shoulders were covered with white snow. He breathed out and he could see white smoke.
Qingming sky, heavy snow flying!
The snow fell so suddenly, velvety, and fell one after another. Looking up, one hundred thousand rivers and mountains were all wrapped in silver.
In the ancient mountain forest, the trees have a diameter of one meter in diameter, and the leaves on them have not yet fallen. The thick snow is pushing on the leaves, and it is afraid that the branches will be crushed.
The cold wind whistled, and the white snow field swept the snow into the sky.
The wind made a roaring sound like a giant beast.
"We traveled 5,000 li that night and entered the northern part of Sansheng County. This should be the Baimu Desolate Forest. I heard that the four seasons here are like summer, the climate is hot, alien beasts are entrenched, and the ancient trees cover 8,000 li. It's impossible to pass through this deserted forest." Bi Ningshuai was wearing a thick cloth jacket, looking at the flying snow in the sky, and his heart was extremely puzzled and confused.
Eight thousand miles of barren white woods have turned into snowfields, and the most important thing is autumn.
Abnormal must have monsters!
They were four of them on the road together, riding two unicorns, and rushing towards Sansheng County overnight, and now they are thousands of miles away from the ancestral land of the Feng family.
Wang Meng and Bi Ningshuai sat on the back of a unicorn and opened the way ahead.
Feng Feiyun and the little demon sat on the back of a unicorn cow, and followed closely behind, the iron hooves of the unicorn cow as thick as a pillar, trampled the foot-deep white snow on the ground, leaving two rows of deep giant beast footprints.
The little demon sat obediently behind Feng Feiyun, wearing a silver gauze, with a white fox fur around his neck, holding a white cat in both hands, a pair of evil and bright eyes, and long eyelashes. There were also two snow crystals on it, and it blinked twice, like a snow elf.
call!
A gust of cold wind blew as sharp as a knife, and she quickly lifted the white robe on Feng Feiyun's back. The whole small body was hidden in Feng Feiyun's robe, revealing only half of her red face. , a black eye pupil like a crystal grape.
"Brother, you said that the monster and murderer in the ancestral land of the Feng family, is the old ancestor going to come back to life?" The little demon's fingers pinched the corner of his clothes and tied himself and Feng Feiyun, fearing that his small body would be destroyed by The wind blows away.
Feng Feiyun sat cross-legged on the back of the unicorn, holding a simple bamboo slip in his hand, and was studying the "Eight Techniques Scroll", but he couldn't meditate, and he had a headache for the little demon.
In terms of blood relationship, the little demon is also Feng Feiyun's cousin, but Feng Feiyun has now been expelled from the Feng family, and the little demon came out of the customs to kill him.
It's just that Feng Feiyun didn't know why, the little demon didn't attack him for a long time, and he no longer asked him for the rib of the ancestor and the iron plate of the idol, but just like his own sister, sticking to his side, rushing to rush. don't go.
They come, the security!
"Maybe! However, I can't say for sure. After all, the first generation of the Feng family has been dead for more than a thousand years. In more than a thousand years, even Ju Qing will die of old age... How could he still be alive? "Feng Feiyun is also somewhat uncertain.
The ancestral land of the Feng family has been turned into a dead area hundreds of miles away. The mysterious ghosts in the tomb on the top of the mountain, even the wine and meat monks carrying the blood-human god pot, cannot suppress them, which is extremely terrifying.
There is also the river of blood at the bottom of the mountain. A huge white bone is sleeping, and I don't know how many years it has been lying at the bottom of the river. It is very likely that it does not belong to this world or this era. Feng Feiyun always feels that one day it will climb out from the bottom of the river, making the world uneasy.
"But... I heard that Juqing is not the ultimate in cultivation, there is still realm above it, it is higher than the Nine Heavens of Destiny, and Nirvana is the palm of life and death..." The little demon tilted his small head and touched the cat indifferently.
"How many times has your cultivation reached the level of destiny?" Feng Feiyun asked.
The little demon's eyes shone brightly, and he said with a smile, "Hehe, I won't tell you!"
"Uncle, there is a situation!" Wang Meng's voice came from the front, with a bit of surprise!
The two unicorns that were running wildly stopped immediately in the wind and snow!
There was a pitch-black footprint in front of it. From the barren white woods on the right side of the ancient road, it continued to a hill in the distance. The cold snow fell in the air, obscuring people's sight. No matter how far they were, they could no longer be seen.
"I smell the dead!" The little demon's eyes were like bright stars, his eyebrows were curved, and he looked at the distant hill covered with towering ancient trees.
"It's a corpse evil!" Feng Feiyun turned his phoenix eyes, and he could see a piece of death energy rising up on the hills in the distance, filled with a chilling aura.
"This is the northern part of Sansheng County. I didn't expect that all the corpses would come here. It seems that the entire Sansheng County will become the territory of the corpse." Wang Meng said.
Bi Ningshuai smiled: "As long as you don't encounter a female demon, a few corpses can only be regarded as Chinese cabbage, just cut them off, take the corpse palace, and exchange points."
Wang Meng rolled his eyes at him and said, "It's scary to have no culture, don't you know that the corpse evil of the third transformation is already comparable to the ancestors of the giant level. If you encounter one, you can eat him even the bones. There is no scum left. Even if it is a corpse that has become a corpse for the second time, some old corpses are terrifyingly powerful and can easily slaughter the cultivator of destiny."
Bi Ningshuai couldn't laugh anymore!
"The corpse!"
The little demon's lips moved slightly, and suddenly it flew from the back of the unicorn, passed through the flying snow, and flew over the mountain in the distance in an instant, and fell.
Her body is sharp and sharp, breaking all the dead aura.
It didn't take long for her to walk back slowly from a distance, with a cloth bag four times the size of her body on her back. It was uneven and dripped with corpse fluid and blood.
Whoa!
She opened the huge cloth bag, and a large pile of corpse palaces was poured out, forming a hill, with a total of two hundred and thirty-seven.
"Brother, help me get dressed!" She wiped the sweat on her forehead with her sleeve.
The three were stunned, and the little demon was too strong. You must know that even if it was just the first corpse evil, its defensive power was comparable to that of a monk at the peak of the gods.
More than 200 corpse demons were enough to dismember the cultivators of the Great Perfection of the God Base, but the little demons only spent a short while before killing them all and digging up the corpse palace.
This is equivalent to easily getting 237 points.
Feng Feiyun owns the World Spirit Stone, and the space inside can hold a big mountain. With a white light in his hand, all the corpse palaces on the snow disappeared and flew into the World Spirit Stone.
The group hurried on their way, but they were a lot more cautious. The appearance of corpse evil was a dangerous signal.
Hundreds of corpse demons may not be much, but if they encounter an army of corpse demons, this is the power that can slaughter even a fairy gate, and even a small demon probably has no chance to escape.
Along the way, they encountered several small waves of corpses, all of which were new corpses that had just undergone their first corpse transformation, all of which were killed by Feng Feiyun and others.
The little demon was the fastest and strongest, and had already collected 854 corpse palaces.
Feng Feiyun, secondly, collected one hundred and forty corpse palaces.
Wang Meng collected thirty-seven corpse palaces.
Bi Ningshuai collected forty-three corpse palaces.
This is their record along the way. The little demon alone occupied eight floors, which really stole the limelight.
Everyone is secretly planning, after deciding to enter Sansheng County, they will go their separate ways, otherwise they will always be suppressed by the little demon, and it will be difficult to emerge.
After walking along this ancient road for another two days, I finally began to meet other monks, among them, there are naturally many peerless geniuses from the Vientiane Pagoda.
A young hero from the Vientiane Tower, driving these ten golden chariots, with hundreds of servants and generals, flew across the sky when it was almost dark.
The ten golden chariots were all five-hundred-year-old chariots pulled by different birds. The wheels rolled in the air, making a loud buzzing sound, and the wind and snow scattered all over the sky.
"That is a young hero who ranks in the top 50 of the "Hundred Pagodas", Ning Fengdao, a person from the Sifang Tianhou Mansion. Not long ago, the Shenwu Army was defeated, and the Sifang Tianhou died in the female demon. In his hands, blood stained half a mountain of mountains, and then Ning Que, the younger brother of Sifang Tianhou, inherited the position of Sifang Tianhou."
"Ning Fengdao is the only son of Ning Que. Ning Fengdao was originally very talented and dominated the Vientiane Tower. His father inherited the Quartet Talent, which made his identity and status to a higher level. Many young talents are talented They all followed him."
This guy Bi Ningshuai is simply a know-it-all, he knows a little bit about everything.
"Ow!"
A cyan ancient bird more than ten meters long flew across the sky. On the back of the ancient bird stood a heroic man, wearing a white Confucian robe, with his hands behind his back, and a black giant sword flew in front to clear the way. Soon to disappear at the end of the sky.
"That's the third prince of the Great Food Nation. This person's cultivation base is also quite terrifying. He has almost never been defeated in the realm of God's Great Perfection."
Before nightfall, I saw a few waves of strong men, rushing in one direction, most of them were geniuses from the Vientiane Tower, and some of them couldn't even be famous for Bi Ningshuai.
The cultivation base is more terrifying than the other, and they are all characters who can rule the roost in the younger generation.
Of course, in addition to the geniuses of the Vientiane Pagoda, there are also a few men with awe-inspiring aura, with blood clouds suspended above their heads, holding black cloth iron sails that are hunted by Yin Feng.
Seeing these evil people, Bi Ningshuai was so frightened that he got into the snow, but Wang Meng dug him out.
"Come on, that's the introduction of the evil way, it must be the young masters and His Royal Highnesses of the evil sects." Bi Ningshuai was very jealous of the few people who had just passed by.
These people are all rushing in the same direction, it seems that there is something important!