Killing an old witch doesn't mean anything, and it doesn't do him any good. But for such a guy who manipulates ogres, Qin Ming is still a little interested.

When the old witch got the berries, she took the ogre to a place, and the target was the demonic mountain where the demon's bones had been transformed.

Qin Ming followed all the way behind, and the more he walked into the mountain, the more filthy things he saw. Ogres, orcs, and other things that seem to crawl out of rotting pits, for example.

All kinds of resources are running in this direction, the corpses of demonic beasts, magic materials, and I have seen many explorers who hunt demonic beasts, and they have also been poisoned.

When he walked into a range, Qin Ming suddenly felt that something was wrong. An oppressive feeling haunted me.

fluttering, like a big bird shuttling through the jungle, the hurricane set off around the jungle. Finally the figure fell in front of the old witch. A giant man with a height of two feet. There's even a pair of giant bat wings growing on its back.

"Is this a human being?" Qin Ming asked. With his wings folded, he looked like a giant, but those wings were not ornaments.

Although in this world where magic is rampant, it also makes him wonder, this guy and people are fundamentally different.

Qin Ming hesitated to learn the undead department, most of the undead creatures dark creatures, he knew them, but there was no one who matched this giant man.

His communication with the old witch was simple. The old witch knelt and kissed his toes, and finally gave him the berries.

The giant man put it away, glanced at it, and flew away with a flutter of wings behind his back. The old witch left with the ogre again.

Qin Ming shifted his target, and the further he walked inside, the more creatures he could see, and finally he flew all the way into the Demon Mountain.

The Devil's Mountain is different from the Corrosive Swamp, and if there is any difference, it is that all the bones are buried here.

On top of this skeleton, there is a huge altar. Above the altar was a cross, but it didn't seem to have much to do with Jesus, at least not a skeleton or a bloody human skin on it.

When Qin Ming saw this altar, he thoroughly explored most of their bottoms. This is the world where there are churches that believe in God, and naturally there are evil people who believe in Satan.

Not to mention, Satan once personally led the army of hell to attack the Holy Continent, and the all-knowing and all-powerful Lord has never been found.

This place is a dark church. Those believers in Satanism were established with demonic magic. If these people have been rooted here all year round, then Gray's statement that there was once a sorcerer who wanted to help them solve the hidden dangers of ogres, but disappeared here, makes sense.

There is also the strange magic of the old witch just now, compared to the spell magic corresponding to the Holy See's Holy Light Technique. Originated in hell.

"This time, it's a little difficult to do. Qin Ming frowned, originally he wanted to solve the ogre's matter, but the water in this place was much deeper than the ogre. Of course, with Bao's means, a Saint-level Demonic Beast, I don't think there is a problem here.

But if he attracted the attention of the Dark Holy See later, whether it was him or the people from the Demon Village behind the Demon Mountain, there would be a lot of trouble.

One after another, not only that giant sweat, but also a lot of various monsters walked in, Qin Ming is now estimated to be some kind of high-level dark creatures, demons, vampires and the like.

Of course, it was all his blind guessing. Soon after, they came over with a group of people, dressed as explorers from the vicinity, also to hunt for magic cores and other things.

They pressed the dozen or so people in front of the altar and began some kind of ritual. Wisps of black gas left from the altar, as if in response to some kind of call. The tributes placed on the altar eventually merged into one under the influence of the black qi and turned into something like a magic potion.

Qin Ming watched as those people inhaled the mixture of these black qi and potions, but after a while, the black qi disappeared. After a brief period of silence, the hunters' bodies suddenly grew larger, and their eyes turned red as if they were bloodshot. Muscles are like giant bugs burrowing under the skin.

Seven of the ten men were directly affected by the pain, and a mist of blood burst onto the bones and skins of the corpses on the altar.

In the end, only three of them withstood the torture and fell to the ground. Then some of them grew wings, and some of them made a huge hole in my stomach.

In the shadows, they became more and more deformed, and in the end, Qin Ming witnessed the birth of two ogres and another dark creature with his own eyes. But this kind of thing, seeing it always makes people feel uncomfortable.

"There's a big problem in this Demon Mountain. Qin Ming blinked.

In contrast, it is really a miracle that the people of Demon Village can live for such a long time at the foot of the mountain. Maybe it's also because these dark creatures don't have much interest in the village that is too weak, but the harassment of such subordinates from time to time has also made the demon village pay a lot of price, the price of blood.

Qin Ming took Ah Bao around the altar and walked into the Demon Mountain. Although this altar was important, it was not necessarily the most important thing in his opinion.

Under the altar, after the sacrifice was completed, the big man knelt down under the altar, his originally closed eyes suddenly opened, and he looked around, showing a trace of confusion in his eyes.

"General Zod, what's wrong?" asked a giant man next to him, who wasn't much smaller than him.

Could it be that a slight expression appeared on his rough face: "Just now I seemed to have been inspired by the gods, only a trace. ”

Then he bowed his head deeply and fell down in front of the altar. Worship the god he cries and prays for all day.

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Qin Ming came to the interior of Skull Mountain, and there were not too many dark creatures in it. Shuttling through it, there is nothing except that the dark aura is getting stronger.

And the more you go into the interior of the mountain, you will find that there are fewer and fewer rocks. If it is a demon who escaped from the war of gods and demons, then it is a miracle that it has remained active in the body for thousands of years.

And when it went further, a huge white bone appeared inside, revealing a feeling from ancient times.

Qin Ming put his hand on the bone and knocked it twice, the bone quality is very recommended, I don't know if I can cut it off with my fighting spirit.

When there was a lot of this, Qin Ming also had a better idea, what was the use of him asking for a piece of bone, if he wanted to pack the whole mountain and take it away.

Qin Ming showed a hint of a smile and thought of something interesting. Undead magic, Hell Summoning or Undead Summoning.

The reason for this is that the creature he was summoning happened to be in Hell. The aura of the dead forms a door behind it. An undead creature of half-white bones and half-flesh stepped out of it.

"Long time no see, brother. Looking at this clone, a smile appeared on the corner of Qin Ming's mouth.