Chapter 33: Into Skull Mountain, Eight Desolations Return to the Clouds

"The monster came out of Skull Mountain?"

Hearing the words of the city lord Xie Jianfeng, the disciples of the various sects discussed one after another, and their expressions were serious.

Although there are no deep mountains and forests in Qingshan City, there is a fierce place 'Skull Mountain'.

Skull Mountain is shrouded in black gas, full of white bones, and there are fierce things infested from time to time, and few people dare to approach. It is said that Skull Mountain was once the site of the Demon Sect's altar, and there were great demon remnants in it, and many people went to explore the secret, but unfortunately there was no return.

Occasionally, there are people who come back alive, but the seven souls and three spirits are incomplete, and they are stupid, and they can't tell one, two, or three.

So to this day, no one knows what exactly lies in the depths of Skull Mountain.

"It's a bit of a hassle coming out of Skull Mountain. It's hard to get in and out alive......" Some timid disciples have begun to retreat.

At this time, the deputy sect leader of the Dragon and Tiger Sect, the tiger, stepped out, and his loud voice exploded: "Let's go!

Although some disciples are reluctant, but since they have responded to the call, there is no reason to quit, otherwise they will be laughed at.

The crowd stood in silence.

The tiger summoned the mount 'Thunder Leopard', and the Thunder Leopard shone with blue thunder around it, roaring like thunder, and the Thunder Leopard rode out quickly and rushed towards the east city gate.

The two city guards of the City Lord's Mansion rode their horses and chased up.

After that, there are the three thousand elites of the City Lord's Mansion, the elite disciples of the Dragon and Tiger Sect, and the last are the elder disciples of the various sects.

"Let's go. Yang Xiu glanced at the disciples, crushed the galloping talisman, and suddenly accelerated to follow.

The disciples followed.

Two hours later, we arrived at Skull Mountain.

Skull Mountain stretches for miles, and for some unknown reason, the vegetation on it is sparse. As far as the eye can see, you can see the white bones of the forest, human bones, and animal bones. The whole mountain is shrouded in an indifferent black air, which is overwhelming.

There are occasional beast roars in the mountains, resounding throughout the four fields.

At this time, there were already soldiers stationed at the foot of Skull Mountain, and the situation was tense.

"Meet Lord Tiger!" As soon as the army arrived, a garrison of soldiers immediately greeted him.

The tiger rode on top of the leopard and asked, "What is the situation?"

"Occasionally, demon beasts come down the mountain, but they are not on a large scale, and they have all been hunted by us. However, judging from the performance of these demon beasts, it seems that they are organized and disciplined, and they are afraid that there are powerful demon beasts to lead them......," said the soldier who greeted him.

The tiger frowned slightly, and thought slightly: "Got it." ”

After that, he jumped off the Thunder Leopard and turned to look at the crowd: "Skull Mountain is extremely dangerous, you must be cautious. Next, each sect was used as a group unit, and they swept into the mountains in a fan-shaped shape to respond to each other. In case of unforeseen circumstances, signal flares are credible, and all parties must support as quickly as possible!"

"In addition, there is no order from me to cut into the depths of Skull Mountain!

"Otherwise, you will bear the consequences!"

"Into the mountains!"

The tiger's words fell, and the breath and coercion of the foundation realm rippled.

His magic weapon is a pitch-black iron rod, exuding a faint black glow, and the inscription engraved on it is actually an eight-grade magic weapon blessed by an inscription.

The tiger sacrificed the magic weapon, and suddenly the disciples and soldiers of the sect also sacrificed the magic weapon one after another, and suddenly the brilliance shone, and the killing aura spread.

Yang Xiu held the Cold Moon Knife, and the cold light was swallowed.

Qin Xiaochi untied the long whip on his waist and poured it into the true qi, and the green glow flickered.

Qin Tian's magic weapon is called the 'Eight Desolation Wandering Dragon Sword', the whole body is blazing red, and when the true qi is infused, the Eight Desolation Divine Fire shines, and the shadows of the sword scatter, and the Eight Desolation Wandering Dragon Sword actually turns into eight crimson long swords and quietly levitates behind him.

The Eight Desolations Dragon Sword came out, which immediately attracted the envy and coveting of countless sect disciples.

"This is Qin Tian's saint-level magic weapon, the Eight Desolation Wandering Dragon Sword?"

"He is worthy of being a true disciple of the Great Luo Holy Land, and his shot is extraordinary!"

Several disciples of the Dragon and Tiger Sect looked over, and one of them said, "It's a pity that such a superb magic weapon is in the hands of a five-fold waste of qi refining. ”

"Only a senior brother can be worthy of such a magic weapon. "There are disciples who pat themselves on the back.

"Follow them when you enter the mountain. ”

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And if you want to talk about the degree of gorgeousness, Murong Xianyun's magic weapon is really amazing.

The blue light flashed and disappeared, and a beautiful paper umbrella printed with pink peach blossoms stretched out, slowly circling around Murong Xianyun. In the meantime, there are pink petals falling, fluttering with the wind, and from a distance, Murong Xianyun is like a fairy descending, beautiful.

With her beautiful face, she immediately attracted the attention of countless male disciples.

"It's beautiful!"

"Are the disciples of the Ten Thousand Ancient Immortal Sect all immortals?"

Everyone only noticed the splendor of Murong Xianyun's magic weapon Guiyun umbrella, but the parrot master noticed its quality, and secretly sent a voice to Yang Xiu: "This is also a saint-level magic weapon." ”

"The one who suppressed the aura of the too dark ice body on her body should be this magic weapon. ”

"Saint-grade magic weapon?" Yang Xiu was shocked in his heart.

It was reasonable for Qin Tian to have a saint-level magic weapon, and it was not enough to surprise him. But Murong Xianyun was able to take out a saint-level magic weapon, "What is her identity? Is she also a disciple of the Holy Land? But the identity of a disciple of the Holy Land does not match her current cultivation!"

Yang Xiu couldn't help but glance at Murong Xianyun more.

And Murong Xianyun automatically blocked everything, and when she entered the battle state, she inexplicably had a decisive killing aura, and she was cold.

Gu Fan and Lieshan did not have a magic weapon yet, and the two of them each held a stainless steel long sword for the time being, and rushed into Skull Mountain with Yang Xiu in one direction.

As soon as you enter Skull Mountain, a cold wind intrudes and is terrifying.

And behind them, a small group of disciples of the Dragon and Tiger Sect quietly followed.

At the same time, the Blue Dragon Sect united with the other two sects, and they also swept in the direction of Yang Xiu.

"Yang Xiu, you will be buried in Skull Mountain today!" He Xinghe, the elder of the Blue Dragon Sect, muttered to himself.

More than 20 disciples of the Ten Thousand Ancient Immortal Sect, under the leadership of Yang Xiu, advanced in a 'V' formation. Yang Xiu took the lead, Qin Tian and Murong Xianyun were on the flanks, Qin Xiaochi was the highest, and she was behind.

As they go deeper,

Suddenly, from the bushes on both sides, more than thirty blue-eyed demon wolves rushed out, showing their hideous fangs, and pounced.

At the same time, the two-meter-diameter blood eagle swooped down from the air, and the sharp claws grabbed it fiercely.

"Everyone, be careful!!"

Yang Xiu reminded, and then the cold moon knife came out of its sheath and launched the knife drawing technique, the knife flashed, and the blue-eyed demon wolf that rushed to the front was instantly cut in half.

Bloodline shooting.

Qin Tian used the magic trick in his hand, and the eight dragon swords floating and sinking behind him suddenly burst into flames, emitting a sword roar, and flying out in unison.

Puff puff......

The Eight Desolations Dragon Sword is like a living creature interspersed with flying in the wolves, and in the blink of an eye, it kills more than ten demon wolves.

Murong Xianyun raised his hand lightly, and with a whoosh, a sleeve arrow flew out from between the sleeves of his clothes, piercing through the blood eagle that swooped down with great speed. With a mournful roar, the Blood Eagle fell from the sky and slammed into the ground, sending smoke and dust and shaking the earth.

At the same time, the Guiyun umbrella spun out, and Murong Xianyun suddenly disappeared in place, and when he reappeared, he was already among the wolves, under the Guiyun umbrella.

"Teleport!!" Yang Xiu exclaimed.

Even he couldn't do this kind of speed, he used the Enlightenment Divine Fire to deduce, but to no avail. I think this teleportation effect should be given by her magic weapon, Guiyun Umbrella.

Sonor!

Murong Xianyun grabbed the handle of the umbrella and pulled it down.

Suddenly, there was a sword in the umbrella handle!

This magic weapon is quite interesting......

The long sword was unsheathed, and one by one practiced in the air, killing two demon wolves with one sword.

The Guiyun Umbrella moves quickly in the air, as long as the Guiyun Umbrella arrives, Murong Xianyun can teleport under the Guiyun Umbrella and quickly displace.

Puff puff......

In the blink of an eye, more than thirty demon wolves were completely wiped out.

And at least twenty of them were killed by Qin Tian and Murong Guiyun.

The eight swords returned to their positions, and the aura on Qin Tian's body suddenly dissipated, and the clouds were light and light.

Brush!

The Guiyun umbrella floated to Yang Xiu's side, and then Murong Xianyun teleported in, and the sword in the umbrella returned to the sheath.

"These two guys are really demonic...... Yang Xiu secretly said to himself.

Even if the Cold Moon Knife cooperated with the Knife Drawing Technique, it couldn't compare to these two people in terms of killing speed.

It is worthy of a saint-level magic weapon, and it is really extraordinary......