Xue hated himself and flew out, the incident happened suddenly, and the speed was fast, Feng Xiaoyi wanted to stop it, but it was too late.

The two demons, as well as the old man, faced the eyes of the three, Feng Xiaoyi said in a low voice, "It flew out by itself."

Don't blame him, really don't blame him! It's really self-defeating!

"Forget it, don't go out yet, something is approaching this way, see the situation and then act at the opportunity." The old man said.

In the field, Snow Hate was approaching the two turquoise flames, looking at this posture, it seemed like he was going to attack them!

"Can you control it?"

The old man said quickly, he didn't know what would happen, but he was in the Necromantic Mountains, and he didn't want to provoke those two ghost fires.

Phantom fires are not afraid, but the thing behind them, that is a terrifying demonic existence!

"I'll try my best."

Feng Xiaoyi replied, and at the same time tried his best to suppress the snow hatred and not let it mess around.

I saw that Snow Hate stood in the sky above the two ghostly fires and stopped castration.

"Keep it that way." The old man suddenly whispered.

"Rustle."

Because at this moment, there was a sound of footsteps, a row of shadows appeared, and there was a sound of grinding between the chains, and when I looked closely, it turned out to be a long team of puppets locked in a row.

"What's that?"

He has become the lord of snow hatred, and after joining the suppression, snow hatred is obedient, and Feng Xiaoyi can also spare time.

"Yin soldiers, eyeless yin soldiers." The old man whispered.

"Yin soldiers?"

The evil title, Feng Xiao Yiwen cast his gaze.

It was really a prisoner, all dead, and all of them were aimless prisoners, each of them as if their eyes had been gouged out, and there were holes in the holes, and there were dried black blood stains.

These prisoners lined up in a long line, at least there were thousands of people, their clothes were very old, not at all from this era, some still held broken ancient soldiers, and many were incomplete.

It is normal to have missing arms and legs, but there are also some scary, such as the head, waist or face, etc., with a big gap, which looks scary.

"What are they doing?"

Feng Xiaoyi asked quietly, these Yin soldiers are like ancient corpses, although they are dead, they can not be suppressed, and each of them feels very powerful.

At least any of the things he met were far from being opponents.

"Wandering, wandering around the interior of the Necronomicon Mountains." The old man said.

"Some people say that they are the guardians here, and some people say that they are reincarnated, and they will never stop dying, for generations, outside of eternal reincarnation, they cannot be reborn, and eventually become a humanoid puppet."

"And how can they be chained?" Feng Xiaoyi asked.

"Seeing those two turquoise fires, there are monsters who want to control them, use the ghosts as their souls, and occupy their puppet bodies."

"Wait, don't make a noise yet, another monster is coming."

Suddenly, the ground shook, at first the amplitude was not large, but slowly, the tremor became more and more intense, and there was a behemoth approaching, and with every step, the ground rumbled and trembled.

"Put away your sword, because it drew it." The old man reminded.

Hearing this, Feng Xiaoyi grabbed the scabbard on the ground, threw it away, flew towards Xue Hat, and took the sword in.

"Boom!"

The ground was still shaking, and it was as if Feng Xiaoyi saw a moving hill approaching, and a large amount of dirt was shaking off.

Then, they saw clearly, it was a huge ancient beast, and some of the exposed flesh and blood were rotten, maybe too long, and those large wounds were dry and hard.

"Whew! Call! ”

The sound of heavy breathing was like a strong wind, and on the other side, several behemoths came over, all of which were beasts and birds that had never been seen in the outside world.

Finally, these monsters met at the corner, looking at each other from a thousand feet, and when they saw the column of Yin soldiers, they were a little afraid, quietly retreated a few steps, and then slowly retreated.

"Let's go! Don't stay here for long! ”

The Yin Soldier walked away, and the two phantom fires that followed all the way did not follow, but circled around the snow hatred on the ground a few times, as if they had paid attention to the aura they had just revealed.

The rickety old man took the three of Feng Xiaoyi and took back the snow hatred to him, and then wanted to evacuate quickly, but the two ghostly fires chased after him.

"Snort!"

Then Snow Hate rushed over, and two ghostly fires collided with Feng Xiaoyi's invisible shield, showing an amazing ability to dissolve.

"Alas! Let's go first. ”

The old man sighed, as soon as he made a move, his breath inevitably leaked slightly, and now it was good, the giant beasts that hadn't retreated far had been killed again.

"Senior, can you try to use my sword to see if you can collect these two phantom fires?" Feng Xiaoyi said loudly.

The two phantom fires are entangled, and they can't be beaten and scattered, if they chase all the way, they will definitely attract more and more powerful monsters, and if they want to get out again, it will be a lot of trouble.

"Good!" Therefore, the old man agreed to him in one gulp.

The speed sacrificed the snow hatred, the sword came out of the sheath, the cold breath sealed the two ghost fires, and the fine lines on the sword body appeared, revealing a corner of the magic circle.

At this moment, on the body of the snow hate smooth sword, thin lines shot out, piercing into the two ghost fires like thousands of threads, pulling them over and dragging them into the sword and swallowing them in one gulp.

"Snort!"

The sword body made a snort, expelling a demonic black qi, and then the lines on it dimmed and disappeared, the sword momentum converged, returned to the sheath, and fell silent in Feng Xiaoyi's body.

"Let's go!"

With a wave of the old man's hand, a vast force enveloped the three, and he was about to leave in the good direction pointed by the two demons.

"Whew!"

However, at this moment, the monster ancient beast like a small mountain arrived, and the huge body weighed down, threatening to crush them.

"Whoa!"

The silver light on his body flashed, and the old man disappeared in place with the wind and Xiaoyi, and the ancient beast in the air froze, and then, cracks in the huge body suddenly appeared, and the entire body was cut into pieces and fell.

With one blow, without the slightest power to fight back, the flesh of the ancient beast fell to the ground, and with a bang, it exploded into a black blood mist and annihilated in the air.

A hundred miles away, the barren land was bare, but on the ground there were bones, and the white forests were piled up one after another, as high as one rolling hill after another.

The silver light flashed in the air, and several shadows surfaced, and when they entered the eyes, the white bones of the forest were piled up.

"Bone chaos?"

The old man raised his eyebrows and faced the two demons with questioning eyes.

The white bones are chaotic, just like a bone world, full of corpses, human beings, beasts, all kinds of bones, scattered here, so many that mountains and seas.

In the Necronomicon Mountains, this is also a dangerous place, among the countless white bones, some of them were too powerful in their lifetimes, and with all the factors here, after endless years, they have become monsters.

"Crunch!"

Deep in the bones, there were bones that moved, alarmed by the arrival of the powerful rickety old man.

The two demons grunted and gestured, as if they wanted to say that the road was right, and they wanted to take a detour around this bone land.

The silver light flashed again, and without saying a word, the old man immediately took them away, and the next time he appeared, he went to a dangerous place where he shouldn't go, so he had to go again.

After two or three rounds of this journey, they finally came to a safe place where they could rest, and the mountain peaks of this place were beautiful, and the streams were clear, and the green trees were full of trees, and there were cascading waterfalls, and gurgling streams, like a beautiful and famous mountain, and like a blessed spiritual land.

Dead to vibrant, this transformation of the two heavens of ice and fire really makes people wonder if they are still in the Necromantic Mountain Range.

"Hmm!"

The two demons shouted again, signaling Feng Xiaoyi and the others to wait patiently here, they would come back again.

Screaming, the two guys quickly left, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Without paying much attention to these two guys, it is not difficult to guess with his intentions, deliberately bringing them here, away from their living place, and then going back to call the clansmen, killing two birds with one stone.

"It's rare, it's rare, I've never found it, it turns out that there is such a treasure place in the Necromantic Mountains, I've seen it for a long time."

The old man looked around carefully, and his mouth was amazed.

The change was so sudden that even Feng Xiaoyi almost thought that he had stepped out of the Necronomicon Mountains, and the environment here was completely opposite to the rest of the place, full of vitality.

"Huh? That peak? ”

After a while, the old man with a look of surprise on his face suddenly froze, his eyes fixed on a mountain peak in the distance, and he was stunned!

In the distance, a prominent mountain peak crescent-shaped, craggy and strange stones, flying silver waterfalls, hanging vines, red pines between the cliffs, looming in the fog, like a fairyland on earth.

"Crescent Peak! Could it be that the Crescent Peak! ”

The old man suddenly became a little excited, grabbed Feng Xiaoyi's arm, and said happily: "Go!" Let's take a look. ”

The old man's speed was very fast, and in just a few breaths, he led him to this crescent-shaped peak.

The mountain peaks are not very peculiar, the aura is abundant, the scenery is beautiful, and the vitality of the surrounding spiritual flowers and plants is very vigorous, and many of them have transformed from ordinary flowers and plants to the elixir level.

But there are so many elixirs, but no one has nothing to pick, and the natural growth withers and withers.

The mountain peak was not very high, nor was it very huge, and as soon as the old man arrived, he searched everywhere, and after a while, he suddenly stopped in front of a huge rock wall, and looked at the inscription on it, and his face was shocked!

Feng Xiaoyi followed him, and also saw those words, and he agreed and showed surprise.

On the boulder wall, two columns of verses are as follows:

But the heroes of the world, I don't know that there are outstanding people!

The handwriting is wild and uninhibited, and between the clouds and flowing water, a heroic spirit soars to the sky, showing the hearty atmosphere of the character writer at that time!

Ancient characters have a long history, and modern people are difficult to understand, and at this moment, the words on the stone carvings seem to have a layer of magic, affecting the visual transformation of the viewer.

I saw that the lettering seemed to be beating, evolving a vague scene, in the picture, the mountain peaks are tall and beautiful, several vague figures appear at the same time, and an old hearty laughter faintly comes out: "Haha!" But the heroes of the world, I don't know that there are outstanding people! Disrespectful, disrespectful! ”

Five blurred figures, unable to see the face clearly, two and three are opposites, two, a short old man, a man with a peerless demeanor, three, a heroic old man with a smile, an unfathomable tall old man and an indifferent man with a black knife beside him!

The sound fell, the picture flashed away, and on the stone wall, the inscription was quietly presented there, as if nothing had happened.

"Is that him?"

What I saw before, the time was short, but it was vivid, and the wind and Xiaoyi's heart were turbulent.

I can't forget the short old man in the picture, the god-like figure, the short old man he saw in the memory picture in the depths of the land, the sad old man who complained that there was a bright moon in his heart and illuminated the filth, they were so like the same person!

"Up-on, up-on, up-and-out again!"

The rickety old man muttered, and the word 'again' showed his encounter with the word Shangli again in the Necronomicon Mountains.