Chapter 1171: Corpse Soul Grass 13

"Is there anything else in this place?"

The old man was talking to himself, and Yang Chen was also thinking about this problem.

The three of them were about to go to check it out, when an exclamation suddenly came from the darkness.

"Look at the sign on the map!"

"What? That is, ......"

"Corpse Grass is ahead!"

When the three of them heard this, they no longer hesitated, and left and ran away.

Not long after moving forward, some signs appeared, and buildings were faintly flying.

Because according to records, the Corpse Soul Grass was in the middle of this abandoned palace, and it was owned by a sect ten thousand years ago, but one day ten thousand years ago, a big war suddenly broke off in the White Cloud Continent, and this sect was directly destroyed. The Corpse Soul Grass was preserved, but the people who escaped couldn't wait for the Corpse Soul Grass to mature, so they left clues.

While running, the old man suddenly said a word, which gave Yang Chen a very bad premonition.

"Corpse Soul Grass, the more souls you absorb, the more corpse qi you absorb, the faster it grows! This is the ancient battlefield, this Corpse Soul Grass, if it matures, do you really have to wait for 10,000 years?"

When his apprentice heard this, he pondered for a moment and said;

"Not necessarily, because in this ancient battlefield, there is not even a single wisp of remnant soul or corpse! Besides, the law of the corpse soul grass cannot be changed for ten thousand years. ”

Well?

From a distance, a few miles away, in the center, a towering tree was rooted there.

To be exact, it's not a tree, but a huge bud-like existence with only three leaves.

The huge leaves with dark colors look strange in this dim environment.

"Corpse Soul Grass?"

I didn't dare to believe it, it was the Corpse Soul Grass, can a grass be that big? There is a brief introduction to the Corpse Soul Grass on this map, but it doesn't say that this Corpse Soul Grass is so big.

When the monk used his divine sense to probe the Death Grass, he found that once the divine consciousness entered within 500 zhang of the Corpse Devouring Soul Grass, it was useless, a powerful force that made the divine sense lose its effect.

"If this is Corpse Soul Grass, how can I take it away?"

Such a huge thing can only be taken away in sections, but once the Corpse Soul Grass is destroyed, it will be worthless.

It requires a special way of preservation.

Thinking that this thing is the hope of promoting Yuanying, many people have no time to think about the consequences, so they can't take it away, even if they eat these people raw, they have to grab it.

If you can't grab it yourself, you can't let others get it.

The pair of masters and apprentices looked at each other firmly, as if they were bound to get something.

Yang Chen fell into contemplation again, what he had to think of before was not felt at all at the moment.

Thinking back to entering this mass grave, too many things have revealed weirdness.

But I can't even remember how to do it.

Just as Yang Chen was pondering, a shocking message suddenly came from the Dao seed in his mind, a distress message from the person who was being controlled before he was about to die.

"Feng Hou, Qingyangmen?"

This person was left behind when the foundation was built, thinking that it would be useful in the future, but he didn't expect to be killed here, such a person, Yang Chen would not choose to save it.

But the information in his mind shocked Yang Chen's heart.

Demon clan, a large number of demons have appeared on the periphery, Feng Hou and a few people from Qingyangmen have already died.

Seeing this news, Yang Chen's palms were sweating, and he didn't check other information.

"Demons?"

Accidentally muttered to himself.

A few people next to him heard this voice and glanced at Yang Chen suspiciously. The pair of masters and apprentices also didn't understand why Yang Chen suddenly mentioned the demon clan.

"Little friend, what did you just say about the demons?"

Glancing at the old man, Yang Chen wanted you to tell them that the demon clan was surrounding them from the periphery, and after pondering for a while, he decided to say it;

"Senior, there are a large number of demons in the mass graves, if you fight for this corpse soul grass, it will only cheapen the demons!"

This was not whispered, and many people heard it, but he received only bursts of ridicule;

"Hahahaha, joke, demon, why didn't I find out?"

"Do you want to get the Corpse Soul Grass yourself?"

"Yang Chen, there must be a limit to the deception of the people!"

"Hahahaha......"

"Silly Fork ......"

When the old man heard Yang Chen's words, he was silent for a long time, and he didn't know if the news was reliable.

"How do you know?"

This old man was very puzzled, how did Yang Chen know?

This question is not too easy to return to, because there is no information from the outside world here, so I said it directly at the moment;

"The younger generation has its own way, as for believing it or not, it's up to you!"

There are not many people here, thinking that even if twenty or thirty thousand monks enter here, they are not gathered together, this place is still four or five miles away from the Corpse Soul Grass, the area is very wide, and the distribution of people is very scattered, so Yang Chen's words did not attract much attention.

And the next moment, to Yang Chen's surprise, the old man's momentum suddenly skyrocketed, and his voice roared loudly like a bell;

"There are a large number of demons in the mass grave, everyone, don't have a conflict over the corpse soul grass first!"

Well, this time everyone knew, Yang Chen didn't expect this old man to suddenly come to this hand, and his apprentice was also surprised.

"Master, you are ......"

This will only offend people, but the old man does not care about the way;

"The old man has always had a bad premonition, since Yang Shaoxia said so, it won't be fake, the old man doesn't want to see these people die for money and be slaughtered by the demons in the end!"

"But master, the demon ......"

Yes, the old man's voice was heard everywhere in this ten miles radius.

But apart from the countless ridicule it evoked, few people believed it.

Because this can only be used as a means to devour the corpse soul grass alone.

"Despicable ......"

"Dirty ......"

"Shameless ......"

"Idiot ......"

Everyone's faces were full of disdain, such a means to obtain the corpse soul grass was too bad for identity.

Seeing this, the old man didn't say anything more, sighed secretly and looked at Yang Chen darkly, and walked towards the corpse soul grass, he was not exempt from vulgarity. Of course, Yang Chen can't, with this corpse soul grass, his overall strength can be greatly improved.

"......Uhh

A monk was walking forward, and suddenly fell to the ground in pain with his head in his hands, and wailed;

"No...... Don't...... It's my fault, I'm self-judged...... Woo ah......"

The next moment, this was a sudden shock of the whole body's breath, and he completely broke the meridians from his body and died.

That's weird, isn't it?

"Damn, what's going on?"

Many people don't understand moving on, but just a few steps have been taken, and suddenly at the same time many monks have a strange move.

"Hahahaha, junior sister...... I've got you, you*, pretentious...... The fairy is not ...... yet."

This person suddenly talked nonsense, and when the female cultivator behind him heard this, her face changed dramatically in an instant, her senior brother had always been polite in front of people, but at this moment, she realized that her heart was so dirty.

"Okay, okay, this way has finally been cultivated into a primordial infant. Hahahaha......"

A monk laughed wildly, his breath was disordered, and he constantly stimulated his strength, and he thought he was a primordial monk.

"Ah, Taoist instruments, Lao Tzu also has Taoist instruments......"

This person brandished his magic weapon, roared at the Dao weapon, and rushed towards the vicinity of the Soul Eater Grass.