Walking to the mountainside, the ground under my feet gradually became thicker, no longer grayish, but pure gray, as if it had been eroded by dead air, and it was very uncomfortable to walk on it. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Mo Xian saw a rotting white bone, and he didn't know what year and month it died, and it was crooked on a tree.

There are many such white bones, all of which died on the last road, and the more they get to the end, the more they can't be assured and vigilant, because it is likely to capsize in the gutter.

Walking forward, the road is getting narrower and narrower, towering into the clouds, the clouds are thick, and they have touched the sky dome, looking up, although it is daytime, you can vaguely see the bright starry sky.

Walking to the rear, surrounded by monks from other teams, they walked towards the top in waves, and suddenly a burst of exclamations erupted in front of them.

"This is? Hell! Ahead is a dead land, everyone run! ”

There was a commotion in the crowd, but no one stepped back, trying to see what was going on ahead.

In the middle of the whistling, several rainbow lights passed by, and Mo Xian hurriedly glanced at it, there was no shortage of monks in the Dan stage, their faces were full of horror, and they didn't seem to want to stay longer for a moment, and they didn't know what was going on in front of them.

Mo Xian hurriedly quickened his pace, he had the blessing of the sword intent of the three-life sword fetus, even if the situation was dangerous, he must be able to protect himself.

The so-called place of death is not far away, and it is a minute of hurried walking, and the front is blocked by the crowd, and the people in the front row refuse to take a step.

Getting closer, Mo Xian felt very clearly, there was a very thick death aura in front of him, although he hadn't touched it yet, but just by touching it with his divine sense, he felt his eyes split, as if he saw ten thousand evil ghosts asking for his life.

Mo Xian eased his nerves, ran the Zhengyang Huitian Gong, took a deep breath, and looked at Mu Bai Luyi, their faces were not very good.

Squeezing through the crowd and walking dozens of steps forward, Mo Xian straightened his neck and finally caught a glimpse of the truth ahead.

A corpse sat on the road, lined up neatly, the corpse was crystal clear, lifelike, glowing with white light, as if it had just died, and the rich dead air could not be dissolved, like a heavy cloud.

As far as the eye can see, there must be thousands of corpses, so they sit cross-legged on the road and seal off the road ahead.

This kind of vision is very amazing, it is likely that something unpredictable will happen, Mo Xian secretly touched the sword fetus behind him, and his palms were already slightly drenched in cold sweat.

Finally, after a long wait, taking a step back and staying in the Origin Heaven Secret Realm is death, and it is possible to die further, but there may be a glimmer of life, and there are monks who do not believe in evil and take a few steps forward, stepping into the haze of death.

Everyone held their breath and looked ahead intently, many people secretly held the secret treasure, if something happened suddenly, they could react in time and run away immediately.

The person who went in was under a lot of pressure, his legs were trembling slightly, and he lightly touched the body of the dead corpse with his toes.

No response!

He gradually became bolder, touched the fabric of the corpse with his hand, and finally seemed to breathe a sigh of relief, and said to himself: "Those people in front are really a group of cowards, where is there any danger." ”

The man turned his head and smiled brightly at everyone.

One second! Two seconds!

The smile gradually solidified on the face, and the crowd suddenly erupted into a huge commotion, and countless random flashes of light burst out, and many people had already begun to flee.

Because at some point, a miserable white palm drooped on his shoulder, and not only this one, but all the corpses, all over the mountains, countless corpses all moved.

In just five seconds, this person's smile completely froze, his face turned pale, and he maintained the smile he had before his death, losing his vitality.

Most of the people have run away, this is obviously a trap, if they don't run and stay here, they will definitely die, but there are a few exceptions, such as Chen Linmu, such as some old monsters in the infant stage, they are all waiting and seeing, as if they are waiting for something.

Mo Xian looked at Mu Bai and found that his expression was very calm, and then his heart settled down a little, if there was an uncontrollable change, Mu Bai would have run away.

Chen Linmu walked over slowly.

Mo Xian observed it for a while and found that although the corpses were all alive, there seemed to be a barrier in the space, confined the corpses to the range of dead qi and did not spread outward.

"This should be a whim!" Chen Linmu walked over and said.

Mo Xian shook his head, indicating that he didn't understand.

"The tide of ten thousand corpses is a kind of taboo and mastery of the corpse path, which is very hurtful, will damage Yang Shou, and will suffer karma, because it is said that there are really six reincarnations in this world, and people underground are very taboo about this kind of thing!"

Mo Xian looked at the ground suspiciously, what is underground, thought for a moment, suddenly realized, and said in surprise: "Difu? ”

Chen Linmu nodded and continued: "This is a big deal, it is very likely that it was not done by a monk in the mortal realm, because no one can do this, even if it is a living ancestor in a corpse holy land like a tomb or a tomb, because the cause and effect involved are too great, and they will not be able to repay it in the next life, and it is very likely that they will not be able to prove the spiritual realm." “

Hearing this, Mu Bai nodded approvingly: "We have all been deceived, I'm afraid this is not the existence of the Source Heaven Secret Realm this time, it may have been opened last time, or even hundreds of years ago, the Source Heaven Secret Realm is not a blessed land, it is a trap." ”

"Then why didn't the group of people who came out of the Source Heaven Secret Realm a hundred years ago reveal the slightest bit of information, if they didn't come out of here, where did they come from!" Mo Xian was a little puzzled.

"I'm afraid it's not that they don't want to reveal it, but they can't disclose it, what threat do you think can make people die and keep it a secret?" Chen Linmu said.

"Die!" Mo Xian blurted out.

"That's right, I'm afraid I'm going to die before I finish or say it, so it's very likely that all the people who enter the Source Heaven Secret Realm have planted a curse, and I'm no exception, it's just that our level is too low to perceive!" Chen Linmu said.

"There are very few people who can come out of the source heaven secret realm every year, but dozens of people, everyone has been shocked by creation or chance, it is very tempting, luring countless people to come forward and follow one another, at first I thought that the vast majority of people who did not come out died in the treasure land, but now I finally understand, it turned out that they died on the way out!" Mu Bai said slowly, his face suddenly realized.

"Who can have such a big deal and seal all the way out?"

As soon as the words ended, there was a sudden change in front of them, and countless corpses ran frantically towards the top of the mountain, as if they were also conscious, like a bubbling stream slowly surging towards the top of the mountain.

What happened to the top of the Yuan Tian Mountain, fortunately, the corpses did not run down the mountain, otherwise the small group of people they left here would have suffered.

The outline in front gradually became clear, Mo Xian tried to take a few steps forward, and when he reached the position of the person just now, he stayed for a long time, and there was no change, and it seemed that he was safe.

Mu Bai slowly followed, and Huang Mengxin, for Huang Mengxin, death is like aura, yin and yang cycle, the extreme of life is death, and the extreme of death is life, if the dead spirit corpse can break the shackles of death, it is equivalent to living a second life, just like a myth.

Even the ancestors of the corpse path, most of them are spirit corpse transformations, and they have been up and down in the land of death for countless years, and they have not broken the shackles of death, which is as difficult as climbing to the sky, but most of the successful ones once jumped into the dragon gate, because this is equivalent to the addition of two lifetimes, the background is amazing, and some kind of transformation will occur.

The higher you go, the more the ground gradually turns from gray to black, like a dark night sky, and it looks like a bottomless hell.

Some people retreated, and some people gritted their teeth and continued to move forward, because there are only forty days, and then the exit will be closed, maybe there will be a second exit, but everyone is inexperienced and does not know where the second exit is, if you rely on luck to touch it, it is likely that something will happen, and no one dares to bet.

Mo Xian was thinking about a question, where did all the monks who were trapped in the Source Heaven Secret Realm go back then, and they will not evaporate from the world, this kind of important information is forgotten in the outside world, why has not been heard of in the inside of the Source Heaven Secret Realm.

Where did they all go? Mo Xian wanted to know, maybe there would be an answer at the end of the Yuan Tianshan Mountain.

After walking up for a long time, the ground was already frosty, but it was not white, it was pitch black, and it was not an exaggeration to say that it was hell here, and the ground was full of corpses, and the corpses were incomplete, and many of them were rotting.

The air is very cold, not physically cold, it is the kind of cold that penetrates the heart, Mo Xian runs the Zhengyang Huitian Gong, and then it has no effect, and the slightest cold air makes the divine consciousness slightly painful.

At this moment, they didn't know that the entire Yuantian Secret Realm had changed its appearance, becoming a blood-red ocean, everything was covered, and Yuantian Mountain was the only isolated island floating on the ocean.

At the end of the sea of blood, a monk stepped on a bamboo raft, holding a rosary in his hand, singing Buddha Jie, and slowly crossed.