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Paradise Cemetery is built on the mountain, facing the riverside, the location is said to be a treasure of feng shui, the elders of the family are hidden here after a hundred years, and the descendants will be able to be blessed with shade, so it has become a relatively concentrated cemetery area of the tomb a long time ago, and later the national governance plan, the huge mountain is transformed like a terraced pagoda, stacked on top of each other, the rules are neat, and a lot of evergreen low pine and cypress shrubs are specially planted, more than ten years down, the tombstone is like a forest, and it has also become a quite unique grand landscape,

There is no water on the riverside, like a conspicuous scar on the earth, winding and coiling, across the north and south, Luo Ling's family is not from the right road, so there is no bridge in front of them, but this is not a problem, Luo Ling even deliberately put the thorny command car on the riverbed, and then urge the snow to camouflage it, he wants to go to the grave to make trouble, with Xing Juan They are not suitable, hidden in the ^H riverbed, the communication radio in the command car is complete, the radius of 10,000 meters communication barrier-free, what is the situation, Luo Ling can still return in time,

Considering that this time he came to choose a slave, not to burn the mountain, Luo Ling planned to use the appearance of this thorny sea urchin to enter Longtan alone.

"Brother Ling, you have to be more careful alone,"

"Well, if things go well, you can basically complete the plan before lunch, except for the possible existence of corpse witches or corpse demons, control other characters, just practice mind control skills again and again, there will be no danger,"

Indeed, if it is just the existence of some corpse people, Luo Ling with the thorn sea urchin shell has no way, and even because of the power of the prison seal, the corpse people will not attack Luo Ling, but if there are monsters above the level of the slave corpse demon, the situation is different, these existences like wild carnivores, lack of favor for all non-similar life, similar life, when outsiders enter their field of vision, it is already the best provocation,

Theoretically, even if it is simply for the corpse to increase, the demon like the corpse demon, Luo Ling also needs to catch so few, Luo Ling has reason to believe that he is in this state now, compared with those corpse demons, just like an adult and a pet dog wearing full body armor, the possibility of the corpse demon hurting him is really minimal, so, if there is no corpse demon-level monster in the Heavenly Cemetery, the level of this operation will only stay at the level of cockfighting and dogfighting, purely warm-up activities,

Farewell to the three daughters, Luo Ling walked with dozens of thorny vines, climbed up from the bottom of the riverbed, and walked towards Fanqiu, where the Heavenly Cemetery is located.

In front of the mound is a gentle slope of hundreds of meters, which was also shaded by green trees at the beginning, quite quiet, eroded by magic energy, the evergreen broad-leaved forest has lost its leaves and withered branches, and most of them are only left with a black ash trunk, towering there, as if it has been burned by a mountain fire.

However, after a revolution that died in the new life, new vegetation replaced these numbers, and these plants were newly named 'tumor vines' by the survivors, and the tumor vines were born by wrapping around the trunks of dead trees, or arbitrarily erecting large and small arches on the ground, and entangled with each other, there were poles as thick as human legs, and there were also vines that were draped like curtains, and the current woodland was more like a ghost land, and there was no longer a little beauty of the past.

This kind of tumor vine is mainly to absorb magic energy, and organic matter such as flesh and blood is like fertilizer, which can make it more lush, therefore, they are considered to be multi-form survival, there are tumor fruits in the four seasons on the tumor vine, fragrant, sweet and juicy, the only defect is that it is poisonous, similar to high-purity alcohol, and the monster is easy to get drunk when it eats, once drunk in the forest, it is difficult to get out, because where there is a tumor vine, there is always a monster to inhabit, baby demon,

"Poof, poof, poof," the sharp poison nails have a strength that is not inferior to bullets, shooting down from both sides of the forest road and across the large rattan arches across the forest road, the baby demons are blowing the nails on the nodule vines with rattan tubes, these humanoid monsters that are no more than 40 cm tall like to stalk, what they want to see most is that there are monsters angry and chasing because of their attacks, the nodule vine forest is their world, once they are entangled in it, ten of them will become their meal and woodland fertilizer in the end,

Poison nails are useless against Luo Ling, who is protected by thorn vines to the airtight, although they are powerful, they still can't penetrate the vines that are both strong and tough, however, not being able to form a damage ratio does not mean that you can stand on your head and, and provoke the strong, there is a price to pay,

Originally, the thorny vines that shrank like balls and left only a few thick vines to move forward alternately, suddenly there were more than a dozen three-finger thick vines stretched out like arrows, followed by a waw wail like a baby crying, but where the vines pierced, without exception, there were baby demons who were pierced through the body, rolled up and waved, and the corpses flew down, or smashed on the trees, or fell to the ground, all of them were thrown into mud cakes, and the dead could not die again,

Whoosh, the rest of the people who were far away, lucky not to die, directly far away, the forest road became unusually quiet in an instant,

In fact, the road is no longer a way, the branches of the vines arch all over, although it is not as dense as the forest, but if you want to drive through, it is no longer possible, but this kind of road section can not cause any obstacles to Luo Ling, with the improvement of his strength, the spiritual power is more pure and majestic, and the control of the vines has also improved a lot, more than a dozen vines can make the vine sphere that Luo Ling rides sway and float at will, and shuttle quickly and steadily through the gaps that can be passed, or, simply climb sideways like a spirit monkey, swing, that kind of comfortable and free look, It's really as natural and wanton as a strange life,

After the tumor vine woodland, Luo Ling's heart naturally had doubts, the Paradise Cemetery claims to have a large number of corpses gathered, the information shows that the demon hunter unintentionally found out, at that time Luo Ling did not think it was different, but now it is different, looking at this tumor vine forest is undulating, directly connected with the slopes and forests on both sides of Fanqiu, there are baby demons in it, what kind of good thing has passed this danger, and the information that has been explored is the information obtained from a distance, but Luo Ling has also watched it with a telescope before, and there are corpses in the cemetery on the hill. However, the situation is just like the last three days of the Qingming Festival, although it is not deserted, but the gathering is impossible to talk about.

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Under the mortal hill, in front of you is a wide stone staircase that extends and climbs, every dozen steps is a layer of platform, each layer of platform is a tombstone tomb chamber, those originally evergreen small trees have died, but there are strange magic flower plants by the protection of dead branches mixed in a canopy of dry branches, this kind of season, actually bloom bewitching purple flowers, faint magic light overflows between the tender petals, embellished in the white snow, but also has a unique style,

The wandering corpse wandered around the platform, occasionally glancing at Luo Ling with a faint green light shining in his dark eyes, and then ignored it with no interest, Luo Ling walked up the stairs, and he didn't even see the corpse demon all the way,

This depression until the top of the hill, immediately replaced by another frustration and a little shocking feeling, after the Fanqiu, it was originally a valley formed by the impact of the mountain flood, the annual flood season, the distant Tianmen Mountain torrent will pour down, and then along the side of the Fanqiu artificially repaired drainage channel straight into the riverside, if the whole Fanqiu is a big-headed tugboat, the valley after the Fanqiu, is the hull behind the tugboat bow, this valley is a garden-style cemetery, most of them are the places where the family graves of the people and rich people in Guang'an are located,

But now, there are no graves, and the huge valley covering several hectares is covered by corpses I don't know how many layers, which makes Luo Ling even wonder if all the corpses of Quanguang'an are dead here.

The war, there was a protracted war here, both sides of the battle were corpses, they died because they exhausted the core magic energy, in layman's terms, they were exhausted, Luo Ling knew, theoretically speaking, these corpses just entered a state of deep sleep, when the concentration of magic energy is sufficient, after more than ten years or decades of absorption, they can also wake up, however, Luo Ling does not report any hope for the corpse in front of him to wake up, there are too many people, if you want to absorb enough magic energy, what year and month, this time, Their corpses are enough to be gnawed by wolves and dogs, and there are many big stomachs among the monsters who are not picky about food, just like the legendary black dragons in the West like to eat carrion, and the demon corpses are this kind of strange taste for some monsters with gluttonous habits.

Of course, it is not impossible to wake up the corpse directly, but Luo Ling doesn't understand all kinds of skills, the knowledge and skills related to magic energy are really broad and profound, what Luo Ling has mastered now is at best only the knowledge of the second grade of primary school, which belongs to the ranks of authentic literacy.

If before going up the mountain, Luo Ling only had the mentality that he could see or not see the role of the corpse witch, but now, it has changed to a little impatient.

If you have to become a scavenger like picking up plastic bottles in the streets for the sake of some demonized corpses, it will be too cruel, Luo Ling is not ashamed, but although he is not really about 100,000 a minute, he can cut down monsters, and there is always a palladium input of 12800 a minute, and it is too cost-effective to spend a lot of time looking for demonized corpses.

"But what better place to be a coolie than a corpse right now,"

Twists and turns, definitely twists and turns, usually a lot of things that are annoying, but when I use it, I find that I can't make up enough, that kind of chagrin makes Luo Ling feel very much, 'Life is not satisfactory, ten of **,' the classic of this sentence,

"Mine, that's all mine," Luo Ling really wanted to roar loudly now, because a large number of demonized corpses attracted a large number of 'brutes', they could finally choose the corpses that fit their hearts without having to fight and rob each other, hundreds of brutes were like scavengers on a garbage mountain, rummaging and sorting, getting themselves enough 'Kuiwei', and then leaving unhurriedly, coming and going, very endlessly,

Kill, of course not, stinky meat is placed in the sun, can you expect flies not to come, it is definitely too much to coax, not to mention that Luo Ling is not only a corpse keeper, even if he has this awareness, what is the point of him guarding this pile of corpses, could it be that he is also like a fat man rummaging through the corpses in the corpse pile, and then, put it in the space ring, that can't be much,

"What about adults, what about adults, the child is dead here, no one cares, I have to preside over this justice," Luo Ling looked around with his eyes with a bit of evil fire, hoping to find the clues he wanted,

In fact, the clues are more obvious than the clues, the demonized corpse extends all the way, and it spreads into the distance, and on the side of Tianmen Mountain, the dark rot is better than here, if this is the main gate square of a certain necromantic force, then over there, it should be the main building complex,

Luo Ling visually measured the distance, Wangshan ran and broke his leg, there is no less than 5 kilometers away from Tianmen Mountain, and when he arrived at Tianmen Mountain, he didn't know how far he had to go to reach his destination, he was a little worried about Xing Juan and them, mainly because he was afraid that the signal would be cut off and the contact would be lost.

"It's not easy to pull the family and lead the mouth, it's here," Luo Ling has not only had the feeling of being short of breath for the first time, "Let's go back first, this burden must be carried,"

Whoosh, the thorny sea urchin is like a tennis ball thrown heavily on the ground, violently ejected, and changed shape, the main body becomes a fusiform, above the fusiform body, the vines are juxtaposed, or staggered, forming a wide delta wing, the weight is heavier, but the wingspan ratio is also over-specified, like an ordinary delta wing how long to hover in the air is not expected, but simple gliding can still do,

Imagination, Luo Ling finally has some, and now he uses it on the thorn vines, and he can apply it differently in different situations and needs in a timely manner, and Luo Ling is also a little complacent about this.

The freedom to fly is reflected in the wide field of view, speed, and gravity that seems to have become much smaller, but at the moment this restrained pseudo-flight greatly affects the sense of soaring, therefore, except