Yang Xiaomu walked alone in the desolate and dim stone forest, where there was almost no green, let alone normal life, and it was no wonder that fresh ingredients would become the existence of many living dead.

At the bottom of a cliff that is a little high, Yang Xiaomu stopped and stood, perhaps because the sky was too dark, standing at the bottom of the mountain and not being able to see the top, the gray-brown cliff seemed to last forever, and the angular rock wall carved with the wind and frost of the years.

A lantern swayed in the breeze, emitting a green glow, indescribably eerie. Although the shape of the lantern is simple, the material is very special, like bones and human skin.

No one knows who lit the lantern, why it has been so long and never extinguished, and there have been people who have tried to take it off and study it, but as soon as they touch it, it spontaneously combusts like a curse and disappears.

Therefore, they Cheng this lantern is a ghost cage!

Knock knock!

Suddenly, a dull sound of footsteps came from the cave, slow, but very rhythmic, and it took a long time for a tea cup to get out of the cave.

It's a zombie, and its shabby clothes can't tell which age it is, and its exposed skin looks as mottled as bronze.

"Is this what is called copper skin and iron bones?" Looking at the zombies with sunken eyes and thinning and dry hair, Yang Xiaomu muttered to himself, quite curious, the zombies he had seen before were all from film and television dramas, and it was the first time he had seen it like this.

As if smelling the breath of the living, the zombie twitched its nose, and then attacked like crazy, and the green nails pierced the gold cracked stones.

Boom!

Yang Xiaomu shook his punch hard and sensed the strength of the other party. Although it is about the strength of a fourth-order martial sect, it can only attack directly, and it is very stiff in terms of speed and flexibility.

It was only a preliminary battle, and Yang Xiaomu had a considerable understanding of zombies, and then held a knife to fight.

What kind of copper skin and iron bones can be worthy of the sharpness of a semi-divine weapon!

Burst!

The zombie shook the demigod with his fists, and the result was obvious, and both arms were cut off in unison. The severed arms resemble dry wood, with only a little green juice flowing from them.

But the zombie didn't feel any pain at all, and after losing its arms, it became more ferocious, opening its foul mouth and biting it.

Poof!

Yang Xiaomu shook his head, and continuously took out the knife, splitting it into pieces of minced meat.

"Ding-dong! System Prompt: The host kills the fourth-order sect-level zombie and rewards experience points +200! ”

It's just less than a quarter of the experience value of a normal monster.,It seems that the system's evaluation of this kind of monster is also pitiful.。

But this was also expected by Yang Xiaomu, originally he also wanted to cultivate a zombie, but now it seems that this kind of monster is very disgusting, so he dispelled this idea in his heart.

Later, he came to a stone forest, different thicknesses, different heights, and strange shapes, but the area was very large, and he could not see the edge at a glance.

Near a ghost cage, Yang Xiaomu found a spirit grass, blooming with a few flame-like flowers, but it was green, swaying in the breeze, like a ghost fire, indescribably weird.

The wind was stronger, perhaps because of the special environment, there were a few sobs faintly in the stone forest, such as crying and complaining, such as resentment and hatred.

Yang Xiaomu stopped.

There is still spiritual grass in this place, which can only mean that few living dead people have set foot on it, and only dangerous places where the living dead dare not come.

Squeaky ......

While thinking about it, a few jerky sounds like teeth grinding came, and when I got closer, it was three skeleton monsters, two people and one beast, the bones were as crystal clear as jade, it can be imagined that they must have been powerful existences in their lifetimes, and there was a green flame burning in their empty brain cavities, Yang Xiaomu knew very well that it was their fire of life.

The three skeleton monsters seemed to have a simple consciousness, and they actually formed a three-talent array to surround Yang Xiaomu.

Boom!

There is no superfluous nonsense, in fact, it is impossible for the three skeleton monsters to say anything, Yang Xiaomu's vigorous qi and blood make them 'salivate', and their instinctive consciousness tells them that they must devour each other.

Three dry claws, like eagle claws, poking out like eagle claws, and like ghost hands poking out of hell, with bursts of ghostly sounds, grabbed at the head, as if they wanted to lift the enemy's heavenly spirit cover at once.

Airplanes! Yang Xiaomu urged his own qi and blood, and the thick true qi surged out, condensing the phantom of Jiangshan Sheji, and suppressed it.

It's the ultimate in pure power!

The ghost claws that the three skeleton monsters poked out were shattered with a clatter, and then they slammed back, slammed into the stone forest, and fell to the ground with a snap again.

Although Yang Xiaomu was only a third-order martial sect, after condensing the Ancient Holy Body, his pure strength was almost comparable to that of a sixth-order martial sect, and with the bonus of combat skills, it was even more terrifying!

Many of the bones of the skeleton monsters that were blown away were fractured, but they were just twisted and broken by hand, and they were actually intact and did not affect the battle at all.

That's what makes Skeleton Monsters special, that is, they can crush both of their legs and crawl to fight.

But then again, even if they are very strong, they are probably seventh-order martial sects. However, in terms of pure strength, they were weaker than normal seventh-order martial sects, not to mention that they only relied on brute force to attack, and there was almost no skill to speak of.

Just in the tea cup time, Yang Xiaomu shattered their fire of life, and once the fire of life dissipated, they also lost the source of their strength, shattered with a bang, and fell apart.

However, Yang Xiaomu was also tired enough, and after burying people with several knives in a row, he felt that his body was about to be drained, and he had to pour a few mouthfuls of the Creation Divine Liquid to restore his strength.

After a few mouthfuls of the Creation Divine Liquid, the feeling of fatigue disappeared when he landed, and after quickly absorbing a few Yuan Spirit Stones, Yang Xiaomu became alive and well.

"This time, I actually gained 3,000 experience points, a quarter of the normal seventh-order martial sect, and the evaluation of the system is really harsh!" Shaking his head, Yang Xiaomu continued to go deeper.

I don't know how long I walked, a huge mountain cliff was in front of me, and the gray-brown cliff face faintly smelled of an ancient castle, and two ghost cages hung at the gate of the castle.

Although the gate of the castle is open, it is pitch black, extremely deep, even if Yang Xiaomu has enough eyesight, he can't see more than three feet away.

But when he looked more closely, he saw a little light flickering away, just like the stars that occasionally twinkled in the dark night sky.

"It's really something special, just at that moment, I actually had a creepy feeling, as if I was about to be devoured by some desolate beast!"

Standing at the gate of the castle from afar, Yang Xiaomu's eyes flashed and he muttered to himself.

This castle-like cliff is not only special, but what is even more strange is that there are bursts of strange fragrance coming from it, as if there is a fairy medicine garden hidden in it.

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