Chapter 119: Mountains of Bones

I don't know what happened, but the next day Zhou Zhang ran away with Yang Wenhui in embarrassment.

She stood on the demon cloud in a daze, and finally stood firm.

Jingwei turned into a fiery red streamer, flapped his wings and chased after him.

As soon as he saw her, Zhou Zhang felt that his legs were a little weak.

MMP, even if she transforms, she should be an attacker, right?!

What's going on?!

Seeing that face that couldn't be more pure, Zhou Zhang reflexively took two steps back, until it hit Yang Wenhui's chest behind him.

Yang Wenhui: "......"

Silence, I'm really not here to brush up on the sense of existence.

"Ahem, you ......"

"Rabbit, what's wrong with you?" Jingwei asked puzzled.

“…… Not. ”

"Okay." Jingwei looked at her questioningly and said, "Are you looking for the Dinghai Divine Needle of the other three seas?" I can help you find it, but it will take a while. ”

"Uh."

"I'm flying much faster than you." Jingwei raised his head a little proudly.

So that's why I've already run away and you're still able to catch up?

Zhou Zhang's eyes were complicated.

Why do you suddenly feel like you've slept overnight and have a stack of banknotes at the head of your bed the next day?

Isn't it?

Zhou Zhang couldn't help but ask himself......

Yesterday what was that...... Although there was actually nothing, she didn't do anything, but was taken advantage of by Jingwei, and the next day Jingwei said I can help you find the Poseidon needle......

"Okay." She heard herself say this with tears in her eyes.

"Okay." Jingwei's spiky beak pecked at her head before disappearing.

Zhou Zhang looked in the direction she left.

Where is this faster than her, this is simply the speed that most immortals in the world can't catch up!

I finally understand that you have been reclaiming the sea for so long, and the Dragon King of the East China Sea still doesn't care about your real reason!

I can't catch it, I can't catch it!

She stood blankly in the air again for a long time, until Yang Wenhui's voice woke her up.

"Your Excellency, now it's ......"

"Go to the Ten Thousand Worlds Mountain." Zhou Zhang instantly returned to normal, his eyes were sharp, and he couldn't see anything abnormal at all except for a slight redness on the tips of his ears.

"Yes." Yang Wenhui shook his head, he really didn't understand what happened to these two last night.

This time, I didn't encounter anything on the road, and after flying for five days and five nights, I was getting closer and closer to Wanjie Mountain.

However, Zhou Zhang's heart was uncontrollably heavy and sad.

It was like the wind of countless dead spirits blowing through the heart, unable to express anything, but bringing a wordless sadness.

The sorrow makes people's hearts heavy...... But no trace was found.

"Ten Thousand Worlds Mountain, ......"

The wind here seems to carry the smell of blood, the hideous smell of war.

"It's almost there." Yang Wenhui is not a demon clan, he can't feel those things, but he can also know the oppressive smell in the air.

It was a vast grassland, but there was no sound.

The low meadows, the withered yellow trees, the birds in the sky, the wordless streams, and the thick fog were all oppressive and silent.

"Lao Yang, do you feel it...... An urge to cry? ”

Yang Wenhui reflexively looked at Zhou Zhang, but there was nothing in her eyes.

"Don't look at me, I can't cry in my life." Zhou Zhang smiled.

When Xingjun died, she almost collapsed - but the tears only fell when Pangu helped her.

No matter how painful it is, she must also take her responsibility and protect what she wants to protect, whether it is self-esteem, arrogance, or persistence at this moment, nothing allows her to cry easily.

"Nope." Yang Wenhui said honestly.

"Also, you're not a demon."

"Wait." Yang Wenhui suddenly stared, "No, these birds ......"

"You see that, too?" Zhou Zhang said, "Yes, these are not ordinary birds...... They are dark birds, and on the ground, they are not ordinary grass, they are yellow spring grass, even if they look no different from ordinary grass. ”

"How could it be ......" Yang Wenhui was extremely surprised.

He knew that the Soul Bird and the Yellow Spring Grass only existed on occasions where the Yin Qi was extremely heavy and there were countless corpses and bones.

He knew that there were countless demon clans trapped in the Ten Thousand Realms Mountain, and he would never have imagined that there were already Soul Birds and Yellow Spring Grass here.

"What's going on?" He couldn't help but ask.

"Fly a little further...... I guess we'll find out. A strange aura dragged Zhou Zhang, harmless, just like a passerby's most normal murmur to others.

Come on, come here and have a look.

Zhou Zhang didn't say anything more, his body was like flowing water, and he rushed straight into a large thick fog.

Yang Wenhui glanced at Zhou Zhang and followed him into here.

The answer will be revealed in this instant.

However, just after passing through the fog and seeing the scene in front of them, the two of them froze together!

Bones! Countless bones!

Countless corpses formed a huge mountain of corpses, and even the huge figure of the Ten Thousand Worlds Mountain behind it was almost covered, and the corpses emitted a strong fishy smell, which was extremely pungent, but it was far from being as shocking as the vision.

Mountains of bones!

Among them, there are huge dragon corpses, phoenix bones that are not in brilliant shape, gluttony, golden crows, and ordinary tigers, lions, pikas, and rabbits......

These corpses were large and small, but without exception, they were full of a strong demonic aura.

They are all demons!

Some of the corpses had not yet turned into white bones, and they were still dripping with blood, leaving only a pair of wide-eyed eyes, as if telling endless resentment.

This picture shocked Zhou Zhang and Yang Wenhui for a while, and they couldn't react.

Zhou Zhang was silent for a long time before he took a deep breath and said, "It turns out ...... Here's the answer. ”

These demon clans - once, maybe just ordinary existence, maybe it was the power of the shock party, they all chose to die at the foot of this mountain, and chose to sacrifice everything to save the demons under the Ten Thousand Worlds Mountain.

How about it goes?

Don't return!

The demon clan will never tolerate such humiliation!

But now, how many people still know about the existence of the Ten Thousand Worlds Mountain?

Aren't they tolerated...... Rather, they forgot.

The passage of time and the passage of time are always the most helpless and ruthless knife.

Among these bones, there may be the existence of a heavenly demon, Zhou Zhang looked over, and found a quasi-saint corpse.

It was an imperial white lion, the body of the quasi-saint was immortal, and there were countless wounds on this corpse, as well as the blood that had already flowed clean, and the blood stained his snow-white hair, flowing through the unyielding eyes, just looking at the corpse, you could feel the endless majesty.

Just by looking at this scene, you can know how fierce this station was and how helpless the lion's death was.

It's different......

Zhou Zhang sighed, the rest of the bones were later wanted to rescue the demons of the Ten Thousand Worlds Mountain, but this one was the first battle of the year...... When the demon clan was sealed into the battle of the Ten Thousand Realms Mountain, there was no existence that was sealed and died in battle.