After learning about these mysteries of the corridor, Mo Xuan developed a strong curiosity about this ancient power. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

What kind of force would make the path of trials in the clan so difficult?

In comparison, the ancient general tower is simply a place that is not worth mentioning, and this promenade is ancient the ancient general tower in terms of scale and sophistication.

It's a pity that the corridor has been destroyed, and it seems that there has been a monstrous battle in it, and along the way, Mo Xuan has seen too many traces left by the battle.

This result made Mo Xuan feel regretful, because if the corridor was intact, it would definitely be an excellent place to sharpen.

Mo Xuan couldn't think of any way to sharpen himself better than to compete with the strongest pure-blooded Heavenly Rank War Beast of the same rank.

It's just that even if the corridor is intact, Mo Xuan doesn't have time to enjoy this opportunity, because he desperately wants to leave to rescue Mo Li and the others.

Therefore, after reading the inscription, Mo Xuan's mind converged from the long corridor.

This place is in ruins, and the last stone temple is left to survive, and there is nothing worth staying.

After Mo Xuan was amazed, his attention was on the four-sided bone mountain, and his eyes couldn't help but show a hint of palpitations.

It's not that he hasn't seen a river of blood, he has really been on the battlefield, experienced bloody battles, and is not a fragile and timid coward.

However, the scene here is really terrifying, the white bones are accumulating, and it is estimated that only God knows how many people have died.

After a slight hesitation, Mo Xuan gritted his teeth and turned away from the abandoned altar, and began to grasp the bones and climb up, wanting to climb to the top and take a look around to see where he was.

"Woo ......"

The wind continued to blow in all directions, forming a whimpering sound through the gaps in the bones, which made people feel creepy, as if there was a group of ghosts crying wolves around them.

Bai Sensen's Bone Sea Bone Mountain, coupled with this wind-numbing sound, Mo Xuan seemed to have come to hell, making him dare not breathe.

Mo Xuan stepped on a large pile of bones, climbing up hard, and from time to time he would step on a pile of dry bones and collapse, and the whole person slid down again, so it was extremely slow and extremely difficult.

The sky was overcast, and there seemed to be a layer of clouds that had not dispersed for thousands of years, which made Mo Xuan's mood extremely depressed.

"Smack......

Suddenly, Mo Xuan felt his ankles tighten, as if he had been caught by someone, and his hairs stood on end in fright.

He looked down and saw that he had stepped on a section of his arm bone, causing the phalanges in the front of the arm bone to rise and clasp his ankle.

Mo Xuan breathed a sigh of relief, wiped the cold sweat on his forehead, shook his legs, shook off the arm bone, and pulled out several skulls from the bone pile.

"Knock Knock ......"

These skulls fell from the sky, and the hollow eye sockets stared at Mo Xuan, with a strange aura.

Mo Xuan shuddered unconsciously, forcing himself not to think nonsense, and then climbed up as hard as he could.

Finally, after several hours of arduous climbing, Mo Xuan finally climbed to the top of the bone mountain around him.

"Whirring ......"

When Mo Xuan was standing at the peak, the wind was blowing in his face, and the gloomy aura was so strong that it almost blew Mo Xuan down.

A kind of icy piercing bones enveloped his whole body, and this violent wind, mixed with a strong yin qi, could not be separated at all, reaching the bone marrow, freezing people all over the body.

Mo Xuan used his mystical power to run his whole body, dispelling this feeling of coldness, and then looked around.

I saw that all around were full of white bones, undulating, like waves on the ocean.

This is a veritable sea of bones, vast and unknowing, eerie and terrifying, creepy, and the less timid may have to be paralyzed directly by fright.

The size of the abandoned altar was only a dozen zhang long and wide, and from Mo Xuan's angle, it looked like a small whirlpool on the vast ocean, small and low-lying, inconspicuous.

Looking at this magnificent sea of bones, Mo Xuan's heart couldn't help but shake.

When he first stepped out of the stone gate and stepped on the altar, he thought that it was surrounded by several bone mountains, but he didn't appear until he reached the top.

Vast white bones, all over the place, Mo Xuan stood here, looking around, indescribably lonely.

The yin wind gusted, the black clouds pressed into the air, Mo Xuan couldn't see any life, and this feeling of death realm made him extremely uncomfortable.

In the rear, there are many bones, and there is no end in sight to the vast sea of bones!

Ahead, there was a thick white mist in the air, and Mo Xuan couldn't see anything there because of the distance.

The mist, misty white, like the color of a dead man's face, gave people goosebumps.

Mo Xuan's intuition told him that the front was by no means a good place, and it was better not to get close if he could.

But behind is a vast sea of bones, and if you want to cross it, the devil knows how long it will take.

So Mo Xuan had no choice, if he wanted to leave such a ghost place, he was afraid that he could only march forward, whether it was to retreat or return the same way, it would not work.

Thinking of this, Mo Xuan was depressed for a while, and finally set off hard, slowly moving forward on this sea of bones.

As he advanced, gradually, the white mist began to appear around him, filling the sea of bones and containing a strong aura of death.

Mo Xuan protected his body with his mystical power, and he didn't dare to let his body come into contact with these mist easily.

He could feel that these mist were related to this vast white bone, and it seemed to be formed after the power of death was so strong that it would be of no benefit to a living creature if it came into contact with it.

Mo Xuan was very afraid of this, so he didn't dare to touch it, and all the fog was isolated.

At the same time, he became more and more cautious, taking every step carefully, so as not to lead to any unforeseen crisis.

After all, this place is not a real ocean, it is just full of endless white bones, in case Mo Xuan steps into the air, falls into the sea of bones, and is drowned by endless white bones, it is really unknown whether he can break free again.

It was with this kind of possibility in mind that Mo Xuan maintained a slow progress, avoiding regretting his recklessness.

"Woo ......"

The wind continued to hit Mo Xuan, and he flew and kept moving steadily.

Gradually, the bones around him changed, and as he advanced, the bones he saw became stronger and stronger.

At the beginning, Mo Xuan could easily crush the bones with a little force, but now, even if he deliberately exerted himself, it was difficult to crush the surrounding bones.

This means that the strength of those monks who turned into bones here is not trivial, otherwise the body would not be so powerful, and after falling for so long, the bones still contain power, and they are extremely hard.

Even Mo Xuan could see that some bones were in the light, which was the embodiment of extremely high cultivation, and the body was irrigated by the laws of the Soldier's Dao, and its bones contained the power of the Soldier's Dao, even if it fell, it would also shine and never be erased.

But anyone who can leave such a bone is a huge strength in his life, and I am afraid that King Feng will be as fragile as a chicken in front of these people.

Facing these bones, Mo Xuan was extremely awe-inspired, and he didn't dare to approach easily.

Along the way, he accidentally approached a finger bone buried in white bones, only the size of a finger, but it contained terrifying secret power, and after a few zhang of separation, they all collapsed Mo Xuan, causing him to vomit blood.

From then on, Mo Xuan would never get close to that kind of light bone, and only dared to look at it from a distance.

Fortunately, this kind of shining bones were only a very small number after all, scattered and not concentrated, so it didn't cause Mo Xuan any huge trouble.

However, this situation did not last long, and soon, as Mo Xuan advanced, the powerful bones of such light around him began to increase, becoming more and more dense, causing Mo Xuan's feasible range to shrink greatly.

With so many powerful bones densely packed, the pressure formed was incomparably terrifying, and under this majestic pressure, Mo Xuan struggled and his body was about to split.

He walked with difficulty, dodging the strongest bones one by one, and cautiously advanced in that light.

In this way, Mo Xuan saw more and more Xeon bones, gradually replacing all the ordinary bones.

The huge sea of bones, all composed of this kind of supreme light bones from here, really made Mo Xuan unbelievable.

With so many bones, the sea of bones can be described as terrifying, and it is hard to imagine what caused so many strong people to fall.

Faced with this situation, Mo Xuan had to perform the art of war of "shaking the mountain and reinvigorating the mountain", combining the power of the art of war with the power of the mysterious power to protect himself, so that he could barely continue to move forward.

A faint skeletal brilliance shrouded the four directions, and the coercion of the strong did not disappear with the passage of time.

Mo Xuan walked in it, as if he could see a powerful man at his feet, which made him feel a sense of shock.

Soon, he saw a ray of light in the rich bone, which took on a golden color.

It was a hand bone, simply lying in front of it, scattering surging golden rays, engraved with endless patterns, and rune imprints, and the breath was terrifying to the extreme, like a wild beast sleeping.

It was just a hand bone, but it cut off the heavens and the earth, making Mo Xuan feel a terrible coercion of the heavens and the earth, and the whole person couldn't help but kneel down.

Mo Xuan broke out in a cold sweat, his eyes trembled, and he couldn't help but hold his mind!

This is definitely the bone of the supreme giant, although there is only one section, but it contains the giant's perception of the way of war, so it is so terrifying that it is unimaginable.

A golden hand bone, horizontal in front, like cutting off the heaven and earth, its way is the breath to suppress the world, this scene, so that Mo Xuan had to stop, not daring to move forward.

Under the shock of his heart, Mo Xuan had to take a detour, but when he was nearly a thousand meters away from this bone, the moment he stepped forward, he still affected the coercion of this golden hand bone, causing the majestic Gu Li to sweep down in an instant.

Mo Xuan's face suddenly turned pale and bloodless, and his whole person couldn't move, and only the reflection of the golden hand bones was left in his pupils.