Enter the ancient road of Sansheng County!
Banta Mountain, this place should have been an ancient place for pilgrimage, but now it is covered with thick corpse aura, covering the sky and avoiding the ground.
"puff!"
Feng Feiyun slashed out with one knife, the white dragon energy surged wildly, and at the same time smashed the three corpses into pieces. This is the first trick of "Dragon Emperor Sword Art", "Dragon Emperor Kills with One Knife", or there are only nine layers of essence, then The essence of the last layer is always incomprehensible.
With a flick of his sleeves, he put away the three corpse palaces on the ground and threw them into the world spirit stones.
"Eight hundred and thirty-three corpse palaces that first turned into corpses, and one corpse palace that turned second into corpses, equivalent to 1,833 points." Feng Feiyun said.
It is not far from Banta Mountain. From a distance, the huge mountain is like a giant beast lying down, completely blocking the road ahead.
It was recorded on the ancient sheepskin scrolls that it would take half a month for ordinary people to climb over half a mountain, and even an immortal cultivator would not be able to cross this ancient mountain for a while.
Feng Feiyun has been observing the periphery of Banta Mountain for several days, but he can't find a way to climb the mountain. Even if there are so many dangerous roads, they have already been entrenched by a large group of corpses. siege.
The number of corpses gathered here exceeds Feng Feiyun's original imagination. Standing dozens of miles away, you can see groups of corpses. Some of them are worshiping the mountains, and some are like walking dead. The patrol of the corpse, as well as a very small number of corpse evils who have become corpses for the second time, actually stood on the edge of the steep cliff to practice, swallowing the essence of Tianyu, and absorbing the blood of the earth.
This is an Asura hell-like scene, corpses gather, resentment covers the sky, and the air is filled with a bloody smell.
"Brother, what are they looking for? They seem to be digging bones in the soil..." The little demon tugged at Feng Feiyun's sleeve and asked curiously.
"Sifang Tianhou fell here not long ago, the bones were smashed by the female demon and hit the mountain, these corpses should be digging his bones, as long as they get a small piece of giant bones, their corpses can be Take it to a whole new level.”
Feng Feiyun has also been studying the "Eight Techniques Scroll" for the past few days, and there are special records on the corpse evil.
The three evils in the underworld, the corpse evil, the ghost evil, and the god evil, all exist between the dead and the living. They are neither dead nor living. It is difficult to define what they are, and of course it is difficult was killed.
Just like, the body strength of the corpse is very abnormal. Once it reaches the second corpse transformation, it is almost indestructible. Even if the spiritual tool wants to smash them, it depends on the cultivation level of the monk holding the spiritual tool. It is not strong enough, if the cultivation base does not reach a certain level, it will not kill them at all.
Ghosts are even more perverted. They have no physical body at all, and are completely immune to physical attacks. Even spiritual tools can do very limited damage to them. Only some special vessels can seal, subdue, suppress, and obliterate them.
As for the evil spirits, it is even more mysterious and ethereal.
Of course, this is only for ordinary people. For treasure hunters, they specialize in restraining the three evils in the yang world and the three differences in the yin world, and have special secrets that can suppress them.
The Sifang Tianhou fell here, and the blood soaked into the soil, dyeing the entire Banta Mountain red, but the blood-red mountain was covered by heavy snow.
"Shh!"
A dazzling light emerged from the ground, containing unparalleled majesty. It was a human hand bone, only the size of a spade, crystal clear like jade, hot, like a gem unearthed.
This is a bone of Sifang Tianhou!
This hand bone was dug up by a corpse evil whose body was half rotten, and immediately attracted the attention of the surrounding corpse evil, and they all rushed towards it.
The bones of Juqing have a fatal temptation to corpses, allowing them to cultivate to a higher realm.
Feng Feiyun stood in the distance, watching all this quietly, it was crazy, these corpse evils were killed for a bone, and even the second corpse evil rushed out three, countless corpse evils. The body was smashed to pieces.
This is the corpse tide. At this time, even the monks of the Great Perfection of the God Base will be easily smashed into meat sauce by them.
"Boom!"
Next to it, a cliff collapsed, 10,000 jin of boulders rolled down, smoke and dust rolled inside, and two radiant rays of light shot out, spreading out dozens of miles away. This is the eyes of people, no, it is the eyes of corpses!
"Ow!" A corpse roar came from the mountain, shattering the bodies of hundreds of corpses.
The roar of the corpse shook the trees to fly ashes, cracked the stones, and swung out wave after wave.
Standing dozens of miles away, Feng Feiyun could feel an overwhelming force rushing towards him. He slashed out nine knives in a row before smashing the power of the corpse roar.
"It's too powerful, could it be that there is a corpse evil here for the third time?" Feng Feiyun's eyes were like fire, looking at the corpse evil crawling out of the soil from a distance.
"boom!"
The cliff has collapsed again!
A corpse cloud rose out of thin air, floating layer by layer, and above the sky, it turned into a huge vortex.
A broken evil corpse flew out from the cliff, flew to the middle of the mountain with a swoosh, raised its head and let out a long howl.
Hundreds of lightning bolts fell from the corpse cloud in the sky, hitting its body. Not only could it not be wiped out, but it made its corpse even tougher, and an earthworm-like current flowed continuously on its body. , it is like turning into a lightning corpse.
"What a powerful force!" The little demon stared at the corpse halfway up the mountain, and hid behind Feng Feiyun again in fright.
"It can't be... Sifang Tianhou, right?" Feng Feiyun stared at the mysterious robe on the corpse. The mysterious robe had already been shattered, but he could still see the pattern of Tianhou's robe, embroidered on the robe. The golden lions have only half of their heads left.
The body of the corpse was indeed severely shattered, the head was smashed, a large piece of the skull was blown away, the left arm, left shoulder, and left back were all smashed, and many parts of the body were missing.
It must have been attacked by super powers before its death, and even Ju Qing's body was about to be smashed into thousands of pieces.
The person who shot it must be a witch, so this corpse is the dead Sifang Tianhou.
A generation of Tianhou turned into a corpse evil. Not only did the combat power not dissolve, but it became even more terrifying, and a corpse breath was exhaled. It can turn the grass and trees in a radius of dozens of miles into pitch black.
"Brother, do we still have to go to the Banta Mountain?" said the little demon.
"Are you afraid?" Feng Feiyun said.
"Yeah!" The little demon nodded.
There was actually a third-transformation corpse evil that was born and guarded on Banta Mountain. It was collecting broken bones and condensing its body. Those low-level corpse evils were all trembling on the ground, just like worshipping the king.
Feng Feiyun looked at the towering mountains in front of him. Many places were covered by clouds and mists. In some places, the treasures were soaring to the sky, and in some places, there were waterfalls falling from the sky. Among the waterfalls, there were silver fish several meters long and washed down.
In the mountains, some stone walls are also engraved with stone paintings, ancient characters, stone Buddhas and human figures.
It used to be incomparably prosperous here, and many human cultivation bases will come here because of its fame. Some sages have left their footprints here, but now they have turned into a dead place, occupied by corpses.
Feng Feiyun really wanted to see and see that ancient altar. He always felt that the altar was no trivial matter. There was an invisible force guiding him here.
Feng Feiyun did not leave in the end, wandering around Banta Mountain, and opened a cave a hundred miles away as a temporary residence, waiting for an opportunity.
In a flash, another month has passed.
During this month, the corpse was still sitting on the middle of the mountain to cultivate. Several.
Of course, this is also cheap Feng Feiyun, can hunt dozens of lone corpses every day, and collect more and more corpse palaces, which can be said to kill two birds with one stone.
The little demon always left early and returned late. Every time he came back, he would carry a bag of corpses several times bigger than her body, like a dwarf carrying a big mountain on his back. From a distance, it looks like a big snail again!
This made Feng Feiyun quite angry, and he was sneaking around, playing sap, and digging traps, for fear of disturbing the corpse group in the mountain, and he could kill dozens of corpses in a day. But the little demon was ten times more than him, or even more.
The little demon put down the mountain-like bloody bag, flicked the stone with his small hand, sat down, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and said, "Brother, do you want me to share half of it with you?"
"Uh... I still don't need it!" Feng Feiyun said.
Another few days have passed!
Above the sky, there was a sound of soul-destroying bells!
A black bell like a giant bell flew from outside the northern sky, making a rhythmic sound, with the magic power of seducing people's souls.
The ringtones echoed in the heaven and earth for a long time.
An old man wearing a corpse robe came towards Banta Mountain step by step, and the giant bell was suspended above his head. He took a step and the bell flew out a step.
The robe he wears is somewhat like a Taoist robe, but it is not a Taoist robe. The left side is white and the right side is black, symbolizing the two worlds of yin and yang. A yin and yang fish.
"Yin Corpse borrows the way, Yang Ren retreats!"
The old man wore an iron crown, his body was stooped, his face was wrinkled, his eyes were narrow, and he had a tall aquiline nose.
"Boom, boom, boom..."
Wherever he passed, the bell rang, and all the corpses followed behind him, forming a line, following him like slaves.
There are already hundreds of corpses behind him, like a long black line, walking neatly in the snow field, very eye-catching and very strange.
The shock of this scene is indescribable. Someone can control the corpse, and he also controls hundreds of them. This method is even more powerful than a treasure hunter.
"The corpse hunter from Beijiang Mansion has come too. Based on the old man's cultivation, I am afraid he is a corpse master-level figure."