After the break, the four continued to move forward in their previous formation.

Soon, they came to the outskirts of the strange stone forest.

Mu Wan finally "saw" clearly. The so-called strange stone forest is a black mess of rocks, large and small, of different heights and shapes, and looks like a vast forest. With her current cultivation, she can't perceive its edge at all. However, she could sense that there were no monsters within two miles of the strange stone forest.

The night stood up, raised his right fist again, and said with his divine sense: These strange stones are all transformed by demon cores, and there are more or less remnants of demon thoughts. Everybody come closer. After entering the stone forest, everyone should try to move within three steps of my surroundings.

Oh my God, these are all petrified cores! Mu Wan was taken aback: Is every strange stone made of a magic core petrified?

Night Nod: Yes. Because of their age, they have been etched by the air and turned into various shapes.

Xiangxiang is staggering: Oh my God, there are so many magic cores!

Night: If I'm not mistaken, the Northland Realm is actually the Demon Emperor's Tomb. The petrified cores we see now are all from the demon soldiers.

Demon Emperor Mound? Mu Wan and the others gasped one after another.

Seeing this, the night explained in detail: It is said that after the Demon Emperor is killed, he can be resurrected once. And, after resurrection, the magic will increase greatly. However, it is necessary to ensure that there is a strong evil aura around the grave. Therefore, the first death of the Demon Emperor is also called sleep. His subordinates will spontaneously guard the area around the Demon Emperor's Tomb, causing themselves to fall into a deep sleep. And the way to sleep is to petrify yourself with a spell. In fact, it was these generals who used their own origin evil qi to nourish the Demon Emperor. Wait for the Demon Emperor to resurrect. Will use the method of blood sacrifice to unravel the spells on the bodies of these generals. As a result, the generals who guarded the Demon Emperor Tomb would be resurrected together, and their cultivation would also increase greatly.

Mu Wan immediately understood. According to what was said before the night, the demons only want to benefit themselves in everything. The generals of the Demon Emperor chose to guard the Demon Emperor's Tomb and sleep with it, which also had a plan: first, the head was gone, and the trees were scattered. In the demon realm where the law of the jungle eats the strong, their lives may be difficult to mix, and they have to sleep with their leaders; Secondly. After being resurrected. The head will be even more powerful. Their own cultivation will also rise sharply. In short, it's worth it no matter how you calculate it.

Xiangxiang covered her mouth in amazement: You mean, these stones can still be resurrected?

Shaking his head in the dark: These shouldn't be able to.

Mu Wan asked puzzled: Why?

Night: The resurrection of the Demon Emperor has a time limit, and it must be within 10,000 years. More than 10,000 years. There is no resurrection yet. The Demon Emperor's demon body gradually dissipated. Judging by the degree of erosion of these petrified demon cores. At least 30,000 years. I'm afraid that the Demon Emperor's demon body has been scattered to the point that there is not even scum left. The Demon Emperor can't be resurrected, and the sleeping spell on their bodies can't be unbroken, how can they be resurrected?

Chang Long twisted his eyebrows: That is. The demon soldiers and generals who guarded the Demon Emperor's Tomb were actually not sure if the Demon Emperor could be resurrected?

I originally thought that it would be a sure profit, but I didn't expect that the risk was actually huge. Mu Wan shook her head again and again: This bet is too crazy.

The solemnity of the night's face: There is one thing that I don't understand. After so many years of cultivation here, the evil qi is still not very pure, indicating that this place was not suitable for the Demon Emperor Tomb at that time. It's an obvious thing, but they chose it anyway.

Chang Long speculated: Maybe something major happened at that time, for example, a strong enemy attacked, the Demon Emperor was beheaded, and everyone was facing annihilation. Therefore, they had no choice but to bury the Demon Emperor here in a hurry.

Night nodded: Most likely. Let's go in and see. Continue to close your five senses, and stay closer, don't stay three steps away from me.

So, everyone tightened the weapons in their hands, gathered their formation, and followed closely behind him.

It's only a few steps away, but the inside of the strange stone forest is even cooler than the outside. The thick mist is as thick as ink, and it can almost condense into ink.

The rich evil qi wrapped over, Mu Wan only felt that his chest was stuffy, and at the same time, the five-colored spiritual roots that kept rotating in the dantian increased violently, and then, the spiritual energy around his body started to do the Great Zhou Tian on its own, in order to resist the erosion of the evil qi.

She immediately understood that this was an instinctive reaction of her body, and it was normal. Moreover, the aura is driven by the five-colored spiritual root, and spontaneously does the Great Zhoutian, which is the same as her own exercise and walking the Great Zhoutian, and the effect is the same. Unexpectedly, the heavy evil qi had such a miraculous effect, and someone's heart blossomed, and he took a deep breath unhurriedly to dissolve the elixir contained in the bottom of his tongue.

Woo-, woo-, woo-. The strange stone forest was lifeless, only the sound like Xun was gently whimpering and echoing. Even after Changlong Palace, Mu Wan only felt that his back was cold, and the cold hairs on his body stood up.

Xiangxiang was on her right side, holding a black and gold long skewer in each hand, and her face was tense: dark night, there is no trace of wind, and we are all closed to the five senses, how can there be a sound?

Night: They are not the sound of the wind, nor the sound of air currents, but remnants of demonic thoughts.

Chang Long: Will these demonic thoughts gather together and form a great disaster?

The night hummed: If they give birth to such a consciousness, they will no longer be residual demonic thoughts, as long as they are combined with the surrounding evil qi, they can become the original evil qi.

Chang Long exhaled a breath of turbidity: That's good.

Mu Wan also gained knowledge, and asked curiously: Black night, do you still remember the original demon thoughts?

Shaking his head in the night: After the demonic consciousness dissipated, it turned into wisps of demonic thoughts. The remaining demonic thoughts, by chance, regenerate into a new source of evil qi, much like the reincarnation of your human race. However, if a remnant thought can be reunited and become a source evil qi, I don't know how much time will pass. For such a long time, it is enough to forget everything without drinking any Meng Po soup. What's more, it was originally a trace of incomplete memory. Like these demonic thoughts, after so many years, they have become muddy. I can't read anything useful from them at all right now.

The further you go in, the larger the shape of the stone becomes, and the evil qi becomes more and more refined and condensed. Of course, the voice of the remnants is getting louder and louder. The five-colored spirit root in Mu Wan's body also turned faster. The consumption of spiritual power and consciousness is like flowing water.

After walking for more than half a mile, the night introduced: All of them are at the level of demon generals.

Then. Mu Wan "saw" a strange phenomenon: the petrified demon cores within twenty steps in front were generally very tall, standing there, one by one, like towering ancient trees, not only dozens of times taller than the outside, but most of them were much larger than the night demon cores.

Obviously, the night is a half-step demon handsome, and his cultivation should be higher than most of the demon generals.

Xiangxiang also discovered this, and asked quickly: Black night, what level of demon generals are these?

Dark Night Hum: Those within twenty steps are all junior demon generals. The bloodline of these guys is too low, so the demon core is not condensed enough. It's just looking at the mighty ones.

Really. After walking more than thirty steps inside, they "saw" some significantly smaller petrified demon cores.

Dark Night explained: These are high-level demon generals, and their bloodlines are purer than those outside. The two in front are at the level of the magic commander.

Mu Wan "looked" at the past. Fifty paces away. There are two magic cores that look like hills. It's pitch black. Minimal etching of the blot. You can also vaguely see the original shape of the two pointed ends and the thick middle.

Xiangxiang was surprised: There are only three demon commanders?

Walking here, the night can roughly see what is going on: this is a small demon clan with limited strength. Probably as the old saying goes. They encountered a powerful enemy, the Demon Emperor was killed, and the whole clan fled here with the Demon Emperor's demon body, and fell asleep collectively. Who knows, the strength is limited, and the Demon Emperor cannot be resurrected. After a long time, those below the Demon Soldier Realm have long been weathered, and there are only some remnants above the Demon Soldier Realm.

Mu Wan raised her eyebrows: Could it be related to the legendary fairy and demon war?

The night nodded: Highly likely.

Passing through the petrified cores of the three demon commanders, they saw a huge high platform.

The high platform is in the form of a four-sided platform, about 30 zhang high, more than 50 zhang wide at the bottom, and is made of earth and stone. It should be too long, so the high platform is broken and broken, the platform is like a huge book there, and a large piece has collapsed in the upper left corner.

Despite this, Mu Wan looked up at it, and still felt like Mount Tai was on the top, and the real pressure was great.

It is surrounded by strange stone forests. The surrounding evil qi was thick into a paste.

Night: This is the Demon Emperor's Tomb. Well, the time has passed too long, and the formation on the altar no longer exists. It's okay, it saves a lot of hands.

According to him, there is a passage on the front of the Demon Emperor Tomb. The Demon Emperor's body is at the end of the passage. However, what Mu Wan sensed was a huge solid black bump, and she didn't notice that there was a passage or a demon body or anything like that.

Maybe it's because my cultivation is too low. Mu Wan pressed the question in her heart and followed the left back side of the night.

The evil aura here is too strong, and it is getting thicker and thicker.

Walking through it, she had only walked a hundred steps, and there was no trace of dry yarn on Mu Wan's body. The disciple's robe became heavy, comparable to iron armor. His hair was also wet, and some of the ends of his hair were still dripping with droplets. Both spiritual power and divine consciousness were consumed to the warning line, and she had no choice but to swallow the pill again.

Xiangxiang and Chang Long's situation is not much better than her, and they are even embarrassed. Only the night is the same as no one, dry and refreshing, full of energy.

Mu Wan tightened the Qingyun Sword in her hand, and injected a five-element aura into it—the evil qi can corrupt the magic weapon. What's more, the evil aura here is so thick that it is almost gelatinous. She had to infuse the Five Elements Aura into her sword from time to time to resist the erosion of the evil energy. Fortunately, the bracers, armor and boots she wore were either from the hands of the night, or they were refined and upgraded by him, so she didn't have to worry about the erosion of evil qi, otherwise, she couldn't carry the high-grade spirit pill one step at a time.

After walking for another hundred steps, they finally walked in front of the Demon Emperor Tomb.

The remaining demonic thoughts disappeared abruptly, and the roots of the ears were finally quiet. I'm not used to saying it. Mu Wan touched one ear.

The night stood still and said, "There is no entangled demonic thoughts here." Rest your feet for a moment, and I'll open the passage first.

Xiangxiang sat down with a buttocks: I'm tired!

The more than 200 steps just now, step by step, are more and more difficult, and they are almost the same as striking iron. The five-colored spiritual root rotated nearly five times faster than usual, and the aura also traveled quickly. Mu Wan only felt that her feet were numb and her hands were soft, and her whole body was out of strength. She sat with Xiangxiang facing back, swallowed the pill again, and sighed in her heart: In the end, it is still far from cultivation. At the same time, he secretly congratulated himself that his meridians were solid, and the speed of five times would not cause self-injury.

Chang Long carried a bright silver gentian spear in his backhand, guarding beside them.

The dark night walked straight to the position in the middle of the front of the Demon Emperor Tomb, raised his right hand, opened his five fingers, and burst out of his palm.

It was only about 20 paces away, so everyone could "see" it very clearly. In the dark night, with evil qi as ink and palm as pen, a big magic text "open" was sprayed on the front of the high platform. It's just that the high platform is also black, and the black characters are written on it, and it is completely invisible. If you don't perceive it with your breath and don't know the magic script, you will really mistakenly think that he is exerting force and wants to make a way out of the front of the altar.

The last pen is written, and the night is full of evil.

Everyone held their breath.

However, after three breaths, there was no movement.

Mu Wan couldn't help but sit up straight.

Xiangxiang has long since eased up. She said with her divine sense: Is there really a passage? Obviously, the high platform is solid.

It turned out that Xiangxiang didn't "see" the passage either. Mu Wan asked Chang Long: Old Chang, have you found the passage?

At this time, there was a sudden movement on the high platform.

On the front, black dust is falling straight down.

===Dividing line===

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