Chapter Fifty-Nine: Black Mountain in the Wasteland

The two Rakshasa arrows had already made it scramble, but who knew that Qin Feng took out another one to shoot.

The alien beast felt that Qin Feng was playing tricks on it, which slowly made it desperate.

A mouthful of blood spurted out, his mood was affected, his body was unstable, and he staggered.

In this episode, he used a secret technique to dodge two Rakshasa arrows, but at this moment, he was disturbed by Qin Feng's actions.

"Poof. ”

In a trance, a rakshasa arrow struck, quickly passing through the beast's chest, bringing blood flowers.

Another arrow swooped after the beast stopped when it was injured, stabbing in and passing through.

There were two large holes in the chest of the alien beast, and the blood was gurgling.

"I'm not willing!" fell with a thud, fell to the ground, and died.

After a few breaths, it turned into black water, rotting until only bones remained.

The ferocious beast died.

"Good old brother!" Liu Zhuang smiled and strode into the room, cheering with joy.

I was very relieved in my heart, this old monster was not weak, and finally died in the hands of the two.

"Blood debt and blood payment!"

Liu Zhuang walked in front of the skeleton, extremely relieved, and his eyes lit up.

The two teenagers approached the skeleton together.

Qin Feng put away the bow and arrow in his hand and regarded it as a treasure.

Unexpectedly, when the third arrow was taken out, the strange beast was frightened into confusion, and an inadvertent one was passed through by the Rakshasa arrow.

It's a good thing that he can save an arrow.

"This little arrow is not ordinary, keep it well, maybe it will come in handy one day. ”

The two teenagers sat down cross-legged in front of the skeleton, silently.

Approaching the moment, the consciousness in the mind is invisibly attracted, as if it is hooked.

"It's such a wonderful feeling..."Liu Zhuang said dumbfounded.

The cultivation of the two of them is still low, they have not touched the cultivation of the realm of consciousness, and they have a weak concept of their own spiritual consciousness.

Only superficial use of psychic perception, and intuition of danger, and so on.

Qin Feng's consciousness was warm at the moment.

A soft mass detached from his mind, and after leaving his body, Qin Feng actually had a God's perspective, and he saw himself sitting cross-legged in place.

And the other "self" is now melting into that mass of matter, warm, light, as if invisible.

"Myself" flew out, was led by an invisible force, and came to a completely unfamiliar environment.

A piece of heaven and earth.

The environment couldn't have been more realistic, but it was new and unfamiliar, and if he hadn't known that he was receiving the inheritance in the cabin, he would have even been lost.

"Qin Feng!"

A soft shout came from beside him, Qin Feng turned his head, and saw "Liuzhuang" running towards him, which was no different from Liuzhuang in reality.

It's just that the surface of the clothes is covered with a faint halo, confused, like walking out of the fairy mist.

"Where is this?"

The two of them looked around side by side, taking in their surroundings.

The two of them were in the air at the moment, stepping on the clouds, levitating out of thin air, their clothes and belts blown by the high wind, the big clouds at their feet, and the sky above their heads.

The great sun slanted overhead, radiating light.

"Why is there only one sun..."Liu Zhuang whispered to himself, babbling in his thoughts.

"Look at your feet!" Qin Feng prompted.

Under the feet of the two of them, there were layers of clouds and mist, a snow-white patch, obscuring the vision and making it difficult to see through the ground.

The wind stirred slightly, and the clouds dissipated slightly, revealing a gap that could barely be seen from the bottom of the surface.

"It's... Hell?" Liu Zhuang was sluggish, muttering, a little scared.

The ground is not an imaginary village, mountains, flowing water, but a scarlet patch.

It's shiny red, it's so red, like a vast expanse of hot magma that you can't see the edges.

"We seem to be able to move?" Qin Feng raised his hand, "himself" actually listened to his own call, without hesitation, "himself" had a thought, and his body fell quickly.

He pierced through the clouds, trying to get closer to the ground and get a good view of the scarlet.

Liuzhuang hurriedly followed.

After falling for a long time, it gradually reached the bottom of the clouds, close to the surface, and the red seen in the high sky revealed its true face at this moment.

A vast red desert.

Horizontal, no edge can be seen, connecting heaven and earth, and at the end of the field of vision, there are red lines formed by the red desert.

The whole land is red.

The two continued to fall for a long time, standing dozens of feet above the earth.

At this moment, it is even clearer, the red color of the ground is not sand, but powder.

The powder was extremely fine, like fine sand, all red, covering the whole land, and when the wind blew, the red sand and dust flew all over the sky, rendering the air red.

"No wonder it's like magma..."Liu Zhuang suddenly wondered.

Qin Feng grabbed it casually, grabbed a small handful of red dust, brought it to his eyes, and watched it carefully.

"This sand..."

Qin Feng was dumbfounded, the sand was a little ordinary, no different from ordinary sand, and he couldn't see anything strange.

After careful debate, I found that this grain of sand was not as simple as red, not red, not orange, but black and red.

It's so red and black.

Qin Feng looked at the sand in his hand closely, and even hallucinated, the fine sand in his hand was black.

"How to blacken... There is no black east substance. ”

The two of them couldn't tell clearly, obviously the sand was red, without a trace of impurities, all of them were red, but the overall feeling was black.

This black treachery was born out of thin air.

After looking at it for a long time, they didn't find any clues, so the two gave up observation and explored along the ground level into the distance.

The body is light, like a breeze, in this state, the two of them are thousands of miles in the blink of an eye.

But the two have no reference, the surface is an endless wasteland, although the two know that they are fast, but they have no clear concept.

The two of them flew for a few breaths, and they didn't know how far they flew, maybe tens of thousands of miles, they couldn't tell, or they could be very close, and they couldn't judge.

The ground is still a red wasteland, unchanged, not even the slightest change in the terrain, it is still flat.

Qin Feng flew all the way, never saw canyons, plateaus, mountains and other terrain, the entire red wasteland, unexpectedly flat, without ups and downs.

Like a knife cut plane, not like the earth, like a cross-section.

"What's that?" the two of them counted again, not knowing how far they had traveled, but only the wind that swept backwards.

When questioning the vastness of this area, Liuzhuang exclaimed.

A small black spot appeared in the sky in front of him.

Although it is very small, it can be very conspicuous against the background of the pure sky, and the small dots stand there, black and motionless.

"Black bugs?" Liu Zhuang guessed, and then denied it, the bugs will fly and move, but the black dot will not move.

Qin Feng was shocked, his words condensed, and said, "You take a closer look!"

When Liu Zhuang heard this, he stared at it carefully, but he still couldn't see anything strange, countless clouds and mist drifted by, and black spots disappeared and reappeared, without a trace of change.

The two flew out quickly, not knowing how fast, and flew towards the "black dot".

"So far?" flew for a long time, and the black dot was still on the horizon, still a small black dot.

If Qin Feng hadn't seen it, Liu Zhuang would have wondered if he was dazzled and guilty of floaters.

Qin Feng felt that his body had no weight, and he could go as fast as he wanted, and the world was so big that he could swim.

"Is this the power of the strong," he muttered, narrowing his eyes.

The two of them flew for ten breaths, and the black spots in their field of vision finally changed, and they had expanded, no longer the size of mosquitoes.

Enlarge to the size of an elixir.

"Triangle?" Qin Feng groaned, wondering.

The small black dots, with three sides, resemble a large mountain section.

"Hurry up!" Qin Feng felt that his speed had not yet reached the limit, and with a thought, he melted into the wind and accelerated towards the sky.

Only then did they realize that the small black dot they saw at the beginning was actually not small.

It's just that because it's too far away, the two feel small.

As the two approached, the black object revealed its full form.

A big black mountain.

It is said that it is a mountain, but it is actually inaccurate, the black object is ten thousand feet high, ten thousand miles wide, wide at the bottom and narrow at the top, like a huge 10,000-pound pendant.

Standing abruptly in the red wasteland.

Montenegro can't see the material, it's just pure black, there is nothing else on the surface, it's all black, withered and withered, lifeless.

"That's too big, isn't it... What is this for?" Liu Zhuang muttered as he stood halfway up the black object.

He was suspended in the air, above the clouds, but he was still halfway up the black mountain.

Qin Feng also wondered.

Endless wasteland, endless red sand, and here stand such huge black peaks, the sides of the peaks are like knives, lifeless, as if they have been punished by heaven, the material is not dirt, like black charcoal.

This world is too monotonous, and at the same time, it is too vast.

Qin Feng doubted that with the speed he had just made, even if it was a great wilderness, how many times could he cross it.

"What about our inheritance..."Liu Zhuang whispered, still remembering the purpose of this trip, looking at the black giant mountain, secretly distracted.

"I don't know. ”