Chapter Forty-Nine

Don't look at Zhang Shang is timid and afraid of ghosts, but he is still very reliable in terms of knowledge about the demon race, as the heir of the exorcist family, he told the origin of these ghosts clearly.

Then the three of them dug together, and sure enough, in the ground near those crystals, a well-preserved skeleton was excavated.

The original owner of this skeleton should be a big guy, nearly ten meters in length and about five meters in height, with thick limbs, a broad and powerful jaw and a long tail,

Zhang Shang took a closer look and came to the conclusion that this should be a demonic roaring beast, this kind of demonic beast has a strong physique, and feeds on hunting other demonic beasts, and the roar has a deterrent effect.

Obviously, this roaring beast was one of the summoned beasts in this demon spirit jar, and after being buried for too many years, it finally died of old age, and even its corpse had rotted, leaving only white bones.

And those phantom pigs should be the parasites in the body of this demon roaring beast before its death, because it is an undead creature, so it can live until now, and absorb the demonic energy in the demon spirit tank and gradually grow up.

Although they have been dead for a long time, the bones of these magical beasts have a certain value, some are good spell casting materials, some can be used for refining potions or refining weapons, and some can be used by summoners to summon their souls.

Zhang Shang naturally knew this, and he was not polite, he directly used the magic weapon to collect the wreckage, and then said to Xiao Xiao and Fang Yu, okay, after these bones go out, everyone will divide them equally.

Next, under the leadership of the Demon Seeker Worm, the three of them continued to walk forward, and several more sets of Demon Beast corpses were unearthed along the way.

I have to admit that the previous owner of this demon spirit jar must be a master among the demons, and most of these demonic beasts in his demon spirit jar are quite strong, even after such a long time, they can still feel the slightest fierceness from their bones.

In line with the principle of making the best use of things, most of these bones were assigned to Zhang Shang, as the heir of the exorcist family, he knew how to maximize the value of these bones.

"Look, what's that?" Fang Yu suddenly pointed ahead and said.

I saw a ruined hall appear in a depression not far away, this hall was made of huge square stones, which had been beautifully carved, but had long since fallen into disrepair.

Some of the patterns have long been smoothed out by the wind, and some of the stones have deep cracks, giving the whole hall a sense of desolation, but at the same time, it can also make people feel a touch of the majestic atmosphere of the past.

Suddenly seeing such a big hall in a wasteland was really uncomfortable, but after not adapting, the eyes of the three of them showed a hint of joy.

This must not be an ordinary place, there may be unknown dangers, or there may be great benefits.

Fang Yu used the "Metal Covering Technique" again, Xiao Xiao clenched her large charger, and Zhang Shang also summoned the rock puppet called "Black Demon".

The three of them walked up the stairs step by step, gradually entering the center of the main hall, there was silence all around, there was not a trace of wind, and the ground under their feet was covered with thick dust, and there was a creaking sound when they stepped on it.

Soon they were in the center of the main hall, and the scene before them made the three of them tense - an old man with a wrinkled face was sitting cross-legged on a futon, and next to him, a small white dog was lying on his stomach.

The old man's skin was purple with intricate patterns, and on the top of his head, two curved horns like goats grew, and at first glance he was not human.

And the little white dog was nothing unusual anywhere else, except that a short horn one inch long had grown on the top of his head, which looked a little weird.

This picture made Fang Yu's hearts rise to their throats, you must know that this demon spirit jar has been buried in the ground for an unknown amount of time, the demonic beasts they saw before have all turned into white bones, but the person and dog in front of them look very vivid, as if they are enjoying a leisurely afternoon.

Moreover, the identity of this old man was obviously a very powerful demon clan, and if he wanted to kill Fang Yu and the three of them, it was as simple as drinking saliva.

It seems that something is wrong this time.

No one spoke, but everyone's breathing was much heavier, and their palms were sweaty.

However, as time passed, the old man and the little white dog never moved, and Fang Yu and the others gradually saw that something was wrong.

The old man and the little white dog didn't have any ups and downs in their chests, as if they weren't breathing, weren't they alive?

"Who are you?" Fang Yu had the courage to ask.

But the old man did not answer him, as if he had not heard him at all.

Seeing this scene, Fang Yu plucked up his courage and moved to the old man's side step by step, only to find that the old man's shoulders and hair had fallen a thick layer of dust, obviously he hadn't moved for a long time.

"It's really a dead man!" Fang Yu let out a long breath, but a trace of doubt arose in his heart: "How can this person's and dog's bodies not decay?" ”

He subconsciously reached out and touched it, but the moment his fingertips touched the old man's shoulder, the bodies of the old man and the white dog suddenly disintegrated into a piece of gravel, sprinkled all over the ground.

There was a piece of paper in the gravel, on which a few simple lines were written in the ink of the dragon flying and the phoenix dancing - the Heavenly Fury Demon Monarch Mingjian, the remaining serious injuries did not heal, the deadline was approaching, and he failed to continue the expedition with the Demon Lord, drinking blood in the world, and regretted it even more. The remaining unfinished work, when the south and the west, and the north are going forward and succeeding, and the demon king will be saved from prison.

The following is signed: Dongqi Absolute Pen.

Even after an infinite number of years, I can still feel the rebellious meaning of this demon old man from this word.

"This letter should be addressed to that Heavenly Fury Demon Lord, it should be very valuable for research, let's hand over this letter and what happened here to the school." Xiao Xiao proposed.

Fang Yu and Zhang Shang naturally didn't have any objections, so Xiao Xiao picked up the piece of paper in the gravel and carefully folded it for collection.

The three of them looked left and right again, and the hall was very empty, and there was nothing left except these two piles of gravel.

And the time was close to 6 hours, which was the limit of how long they could stay in the Demon Spirit Jar.

The three of them discussed it for a while, and decided to go back first, so they each took out the teleportation spirit rune, and at this moment, Fang Yu's heart suddenly moved, and from the smaller pile of gravel, there was a sudden aura that made him puzzled—it was a unique metallic aura.

Fang Yu's mind moved, and a short horn less than an inch long slowly floated out from under the gravel and landed on Fang Yu's hand.

He could recognize that it was the short horn of the white dog's forehead just now, it looked like wood, and it was fluttering in his hand, but Fang Yu could be very sure that this thing was made of metal, and it had an indescribable attraction to him.

But time is pressing, let's think about these things after we get out.

The next moment, Fang Yu, Xiao Xiao, and Zhang Shang tore apart the teleportation spirit rune together, and ten seconds later, ripple-like lines rippled on the bodies of the three of them at the same time, and their figures gradually dissipated into the air......