This is a huge mountain as black as ink, with a concave and convex shape, and the momentum is even more rugged. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info I don't know how many miles around, and I can't see the top, only the layers of hideous demon clouds clustered around a crescent moon, surrounding the mountainside.

On the side of the path between the mountains, thorns are thick, blood-stained grimaces appear and disappear, and the stone cliffs on the side of the road are craggy, faintly bleeding from evil spirits. The wind is blowing, the black fog is long, the sound of birds and beasts is unpleasant in the ears, and only ghosts and demons are seen in front of you.

This stream is called 魍魉涧. It is said that the fallen gods and demons are buried here, and the years have passed slowly, and there are endless ghosts and ghosts here. The monsters struggled to emerge from the black mud, their bodies twisted and cracked, but they stubbornly crawled to the shore.

But when they were about to arrive, their bodies collapsed again, turning into black mud, piled up in this stream that had been cursed for thousands of years.

On the deep mountain path, an evil blue lantern is like a fire, from far and near. The imps screamed in horror and jumped out of the way. Those who couldn't avoid it were burned with strange flames all over their bodies, and in an instant, they turned into a pile of half-charred corpses that emitted a strange smell, and the scene was terrible.

The three of them walked slowly along the path, dressed in black robes, almost merging with the dark mountains. The leader was a white-haired old Taoist, his fairy wind bones, his face was full of red light, carrying the strange dark blue lantern, and walked forward leisurely. The little ghosts and demons were full of fear of the old Taoist priest and the lantern, and avoided them one after another.

The dull monsters didn't know what to mourn, and just hissed at the corpses of their companions all over the ground.

The old Taoist didn't care about their gaze, he stopped, bowed down, stretched out his iron hook-like withered claws, tore off several large pieces of charred flesh from those corpses, threw them into his mouth, and chewed them carefully, making a "creaking" screeching sound that made people's scalps tingle.

The corners of the old man's mouth oozed bloody ghost blood, and he spit out a bunch of blood-stained demon bones, which looked extremely hideous, and there was no longer the original dusty aura. He wiped the corners of his mouth and commented with a strange smile: "The ghost bones and demon flesh in this place are full of yin qi, and after entering the mouth, the taste is like chewing the soil of a yellow spring." This is Broken Yin Mountain, which is really better than seeing it. The world has passed on that this is not the famous mountain of the yang world, but the dangerous place of the Yin Division. ”

Seeing this terrifying scene, the roars of the little ghosts and demons became more intense, and the waves were higher and higher. The old man's gaze was a little cruel, staring coldly at these strange-shaped monsters. He carried the lantern and strode forward, and the little ghosts and demons immediately scattered and fled.

Among the thorns, one after another blood-stained ghost faces poked out, their big eyes flashing, blood and tears flowing from the corners of their eyes and cheeks, hideous and terrifying, they were not afraid of the strange blue lanterns, staring curiously at the three people.

Immediately behind the old Taoist was a pale-complexed young man, he was long, handsome with handsome facial features, and extraordinary bearing, it was the Marquis of Guichuan. It's just that his expression is a little nervous at the moment, and he seems to be very resistant to the bloodstained grimace in the thorn bush.

"Dao Chief, can your Dao Fire burn these monsters?" He couldn't help but ask.

The old Taoist disagreed: "I have seen this kind of ghost face, it is just some illusory illusions, they are not unique to Broken Yin Mountain, and any place that nourishes yin and nourishes evil can be born." It is the undead who has been dead for thousands of years, the red dust is not over, and the obsession is difficult to extinguish, staring at the world through this empty face, hoping that he will return one day. If you destroy these ghost faces and provoke the immortal evil spirits, you and I will be buried in the stream at the foot of this mountain. ”

"I see, I naturally understand what you said, so it's better to ignore them." The young man frowned, looked at the grimaces on either side in disgust, the fear in his eyes intensified, and he walked briskly forward.

The third man in black was a head shorter than the other two, his whole body was tightly wrapped in a black robe, impermeable, and even his face was covered with a black veil to hide his true face. He was confused, as if he had lost his mind, and walked forward calmly, keeping a distance not far from the two in front of him. From beginning to end, he never said a word.

The three of them walked along the mountain trail like this, leaving behind the corpses of ghosts and demons, and as soon as the blue lantern was gone, a group of little ghosts and demons screamed and rushed up, gnawing on the corpses of their companions......

This is a pitch-black Broken Yin Mountain, surrounded by evil clouds and ghosts and mist on the mountainside, huge and boundless, and the radius is not known for many thousands of miles. If you follow the mountain trail step by step, I am afraid that it will take thousands of years to reach the end. But the strange thing is that although the speed of these three people is not fast, it didn't take long for them to disappear into the depths of the evil cloud.

On the cliff as steep as a sword, there are corpses everywhere, human bones, and demon remains, this place is called the top of the barren bones, and everywhere you can see, it is desolate. Standing on the top of this barren bone, there are evil clouds and crescent moon under your feet, and the night sky and stars above your head. This Broken Yin Mountain is incomplete, it is broken at the waist, as if it was cut by the giant axe of the opening heaven in the mythological era, but even so, this remaining half of the mountain is enough to look down on the sun and the moon, and it is level with the high sky. It's hard to imagine how spectacular it was when it was intact.

The wind howled wildly, whirring. The bones and corpses danced in the wind, and the evil aura spread out. If a mortal with flesh and blood stood in this terrifying yin wind, it would be blown away in an instant, and even the bones would be difficult to leave. However, the three of them were unharmed, their black robes hunting, stepping on the dry bones and corpses everywhere, facing the howling yin wind towards the center of the desolate bone top.

Suddenly, the three of them stopped and looked forward together. The magic clouds faded, the fog dispersed, and a man appeared in front of him. It was a boy of sixteen or seventeen years old, he was dressed all over his body, and his body was in good shape, and he stood proudly on the scattered bones on the ground. On the simple black leather armor, simple and powerful lines are outlined, and the runes of light and extinction circulate. The young man's eyebrows are heroic, noble, and heroic. His eyes shot out two blue rays of divine light, piercing the night, scanning the three people in front of him.

The pale-faced young man saw this young man in military uniform, his expression became a little embarrassed, he gave a deep salute, and said respectfully: "It turned out to be the third prince, I was ordered to go out to find the priest, and when I returned today, I happened to meet the son, I don't know what you are doing?" ”

"Ordered to go out and look for the alchemist?" The third prince frowned slightly: "Just for this kind of trivial matter, the Marquis of Guichuan actually went out in person?" I ask you, on whose orders, where are you looking, and what is the reason? Take out the token and let me have a look. ”

The young man explained: "On the orders of Mr. Ethereal, he searched all over the world for monks with thaumaturgy, but the old man did not explain why. This is Mr. Ethereal's handwritten letter and order, please check the authenticity of the third son. ”

The third prince took the letter and the order talisman, looked at it carefully, and then nodded: "Yes, the edict is real, and the letter is also written by Mr. Ethereal himself, which is correct." This old Taoist, are you the monk found by the Marquis of Guichuan? ”

The old Taoist on the side smiled and hugged his fists: "I've seen the third son." I have long heard that your father is the king of the world, suppressing evil spirits, ruling the nine shadows, and killing the gods and demons of the world, and his reputation has been passed down through the ages. Today, I was fortunate to meet the third son, and sure enough, he was also a warrior and a hero. ”

The third prince smiled, his expression was proud, and he seemed to be very satisfied with the compliment of the old Taoist: "The Taoist chief praised it falsely. Although my father suppressed the Nine Shadows and was famous through the ages, I was mediocre and ordinary. Compared to my father, I am as small as dust. ”

The third prince turned his head again, looked at the Marquis of Guichuan, and asked casually: "Marquis of Guichuan, let me ask again, are you really as you said, are you ordered to go out and look for people from the traveling side?" ”

The Marquis of Guichuan was slightly stunned, but immediately swore and said: "There is absolutely no fake." ”

Seeing the pretended calm expression of the Marquis of Guichuan, the young man's smile gradually turned cold, and he made a gesture in the air at random, and the edict and letter burst into a faint flame. The fire had no smoke and burned silently.

Soon, it was extinguished, and the order and the letter were gone!

There was no ash, and there were no traces, as if it had never appeared.

The young man in military uniform was expressionless, stood in place without moving, and said indifferently: "Guichuan Hou, you must know that for a long time, the secluded land has been hidden and has not appeared in the world. My Father's name has also become an ancient taboo, and it is not passed down from the mouth of the world. ”

"Why did you go out without permission and reveal the secrets of the secret land to mortals?" The third prince paused, and then asked, "Let me ask you, whose order is it to find the priest in the place, and what is the reason?" Take out the token and let me have a look. ”

The third prince looked solemn and righteous at the moment, as if he had never seen the letter and the order just now.

Layers of fine cold sweat burst out of Guichuan Hou's forehead, and his expression was mixed with anger and fear, but he was helpless.

He looked around, and his already pale face became even more bloodless. I saw that dozens of soldiers wearing strange armor, from darkness to light, from fiction to reality, appeared in all directions out of thin air, surrounding the three of them.

These soldiers shimmered with a pale cyan glow, and they saw only their armor but not people. Even the helmet was hermetically sealed, without any gaps. The blue helmet has a variety of patterns, like a ghost face, but there is no human face, which seems strange and unreasonable.

The Marquis of Onikawa knew that these strange armors were the unique Void Armor of the people of the Dark Land, which could be melted into the void and hidden in the darkness. It can turn thousands of troops into invisible, and when it appears, it will be like a divine soldier descending from the sky, catching the opponent off guard, and even ten times the enemy army will be instantly defeated. He could see that these soldiers in front of him were all ghost guards who swore to serve the third prince to the death, and thinking of this, the heart of the Marquis of Guichuan sank to the bottom.

It seems that these are all carefully prepared for them by the third prince.

"Back then, the King of Youyou once made an iron decree that the kingdom of God was hidden, and those who dared to reveal the secrets of the secret land would be killed. Marquis of Ghost River, you broke into the secluded land with outsiders without permission. Fabricated false orders, but there is no substantiation. Within ten breaths, if you still can't produce the proof, I will enforce the law impartially and kill you on the top of this desolate bone. ”

When he said the last sentence, the third prince deliberately accentuated his tone.

The Marquis of Guichuan regretted that because of his stupidity and carelessness, the so-called empirical evidence had been completely destroyed by the other party, and there was not even a trace left.

The old Taoist on the side looked nervous, and subconsciously clenched the lantern in his hand. But as soon as his fingers moved, a strong wind rang out at the same time, and a cold arrow passed through the side of the lantern.

"Poof!"

The lantern burning with the dark blue ghost fire exploded completely, and the evil flames scattered on the bones all over the ground, and the fire continued to grow. The blue flames danced, and even emitted a terrible ghost sound, echoing on the cliff endlessly.

However, the third prince didn't care, he shouted coldly: "Extinguish." ”

With just one word, the blazing blue flames died out, and the terrible ghost sound came to an abrupt end.

And in this short period of time, half of the bones on the cliff have been burned.

The third prince and the Marquis of Guichuan looked at each other coldly, and at this moment, the eyes of both sides no longer concealed their hatred and hatred for each other.

The third prince smiled, he swept the surrounding ghost armor guards, waved his hand, and only spit out one word - "kill." ”

"Wait."

At this moment, the confusion that had not spoken for a long time finally spoke. He was a head shorter than the Marquis of Guichuan, his face covered by a black veil, his face was not visible, and he was draped in a long black robe that did not match his figure, dragging him on the ground, rubbing between the bones, and making a gentle noise.

Seeing such a man in black walking towards him, the third prince was stunned for a moment. But soon, his expression became interesting.

Confusion knew that the sharp-eyed brother must have recognized him.

The third prince waved his hand, stopping the surrounding ghost guards, looking at this familiar pace, this familiar figure, he showed a meaningful smile, and his pupils were also dilated with excitement, as if he had discovered the most interesting prey in the world.