I once told Chen Qiuyan that whether it is fighting against the old religion, or living the most ordinary life.

The trajectory of everything is regular, intersecting, entangled, like a game of chess.

Before I came to Black Dragon Mountain, I had a lot of plans in mind, but in the end, I still couldn't use any of them.

Anyone knows that plans can't keep up with change.

In order to ensure that we have a good chance of winning the battle with the old religion, I can only continue to lay out in my mind, and avoid the traps and conspiracies of the old religion as much as possible, but .......

We still suffered a big loss, especially Yuan Shaoweng and them, who were simply defeated.

I can't blame them for this, I can only blame me for not thinking about it enough.

But now I've figured it out.

The old religion is far deeper than I imagined, and it is basically impossible to win a game against them unscathed, and even if you win, you have to pay a huge price.

The price is fixed, really, there's no doubt about that.

There is only one price we have to pay, and that is me.

If you put aside my factor, no matter how powerful Yuan Shaoweng and them are, it is impossible for them to win against Qiao Xian Gu and them, because in the face of some special power of the old sect, they have no room to fight back.

Perhaps Wu Xianfo had already guessed that it was impossible to get through this hurdle without harm.

If you want to win, you have to give, and that's why he taught me how to borrow the power of the Sandboon.

He didn't give me a trick, he just gave me a path, and that's it.

But it is undeniable that without the help of others, I can't pose any threat to the old religion, and I need time to prepare, whether it's using the Descending Technique or Wu Immortal Buddhism and those things of mine.

"A lot of people will die this time." I sighed and talked to Beigong as if talking to myself.

Beigong muttered two sentences, as if in response to me, and listening to its tone, it should agree with me.

At this moment, the mountains and forests are not so silent as they have been.

I could hear the rumbling footsteps, as if there were thousands of troops and horses rushing in the mountains, and in addition, the roars of Fang Shiliang and the others were the clearest, and I could hear them from a long distance.

Judging from what they shouted, it should be that they haven't caught up with Qiao Xian Gu and them, and there is a very strange thing, Qiao Xian Gu and their escape route is not quite the same as I expected.

They didn't run directly to the top of the mountain, nor to the place where I had last met the statue, they were running around the mountainside of this Black Dragon Mountain!

When I found this, I immediately reacted that Qiao Xian Gu was stalling for time.

If they want to fight a turnaround battle, they will inevitably run to a place where there are reinforcements, and at worst, to a place where there are statues, what are they doing all the time in the mountains? What about playing hide and seek?

They never ran to the top of the mountain, and they didn't call for reinforcements, which was probably planned.

"Beigong, let's stop chasing and go directly to the mountain." I didn't hesitate to change my previous plan, no longer thinking about killing the pretty fairy girls, but had another idea.

Black Dragon Mountain must have a stronghold of theirs, and it can also be said to be a strategic temporary base, and those old sect gentlemen who didn't show up are hiding there nine times out of ten.

Looking for Beigong, they didn't come, and they didn't participate in the big battle with the gentlemen of the Northeast, even if the prophet of Qiao Xiangu showed up, they still quietly hid in the Black Dragon Mountain, as if they had disappeared......

These turtle sons must have something else to do, and the thing they have to do is no less important than the search for Beigong.

At this time, Fang Shiliang and the others still didn't react, and they were all chasing after Qiao Xiangu, it seemed that they were determined to kill her.

I paused for two seconds with Beigong's steps, and after completely staggering from them, I turned right and ran straight to the top of the mountain.

During this process, Beigong seemed a little hesitant, as if he felt that there was danger on the mountain, and I could feel the feeling of weakness and fear.

But no matter what, it still had the courage to follow me, and I was quite touched by that.

At least with its help, my odds will be much better.

The more I ran to the top of the mountain, the more strange the atmosphere became.

Those trees that originally seemed to be normal had some signs of distortion at the moment, not the kind of distortion caused by external forces, as if they had grown crooked in the process of their own growth.

The magnitude of their transformation is not large, but it is not awkward to say, it makes you feel that the trees should not grow like this.

The more I looked at them, the more uncomfortable I felt and felt disgusted as if I had accidentally eaten a fly.

Beigong also didn't feel very good about this change in the mountains, and turned his head left and right from time to time, and the emotion like "fear" emanating from his body became more and more obvious.

"Were these trees turned into like this by an external force?" I asked quietly.

Beigong muttered a few times and nodded.

At the same time, we were getting closer and closer to the top of the mountain, and if we ran about three hundred meters further, we should be able to see the statue of the black-robed king.

I remember that when my soul was out of my body, the jungle we were in at this time should have been shrouded in the breath of the black-robed king, and it is very likely that I would also meet the "consciousness" of the black-robed king who descended to the next world first.

Damn it....... When I think of that monster, I can't help but ask myself, do I really want to be an enemy of it?

It is only a consciousness body, and it has not completely descended into the afterlife....... Just this little bit is enough to drive me all over the mountains.

Thinking of this, I shook my head violently and forcibly distracted myself.

You shouldn't think about this kind of thing, the more you think about it, the more afraid you are.

Either they say that newborn calves are not afraid of tigers, if I have the same character as Fang Shiliang and don't know so much about the creatures of the past, I'm afraid I really won't be cowardly.

The big deal is death, what's there to be afraid of?

But it is undeniable that death can be a relief when facing these monsters.

At this moment, Beigong let out a low roar, and when I came to my senses, I realized that the situation around me had changed somewhat.

The grass beneath our feet was covered with a translucent film.

This film has a certain elasticity, it looks quite thick, and you can feel the indescribable toughness when you step on it.

I crouched down and touched it with my hand a few times, only to feel a wave of nausea.

There is a slimy liquid on this film, which smells little from afar, but when you smell it closely, it has a faint fishy smell.

"What .......?"

I muttered, and when I looked back, it was almost like a living thing, covering the ground, and it continued to spread down the mountain, and all the trees and boulders I met along the way were covered by it........

At the same time that I was puzzled, Beigong also opened his mouth coldly, although the voice was very vague, as if he was talking with a mouthful of water in his mouth, but I heard it clearly.

It speaks the language of human beings.

"Afterbirth."

"You can talk?!" My eyes widened and I looked at Beigong in disbelief: "Why don't you talk in front of you?!" ”

"The King of the Black Robe...... The doppelganger stars have never been ........" Beigong said to me dancing, as if he was gesturing something, and his tone was very anxious: "Its doppelganger is alive....... He is also called the Son of God......."

Beigong seems to have just learned to speak, and some of the preambles don't match the afterword, but I can understand the general meaning.

The clone of the black-robed king is a substantial living being, also known as the "Son of God", and then connected to what it calls the birth......

If I'm not mistaken, the afterbirth is the legendary Purple River Car, and perhaps it also refers to the amniotic membrane, the mucus film that wraps the fetus.

"It's coming." Beigong said, his body trembling slightly, which showed how afraid it was of the black-robed king.

I hesitated and asked, "Why don't you go down first?" I'll just go up and see it alone, and if I get into trouble, I won't put you in there." ”

Beigong didn't say anything, although his body was still trembling, but he raised his hand and lightly tapped a finger on my head.

"You're not leaving?" I was stunned.

Beigong nodded, although he didn't speak, but his attitude was quite resolute.

I took a deep breath, stood up, and was about to drum up my strength to lead Beigong on his way up the mountain.

Suddenly, a terrible, heart-rending cry like a human infant came from the top of the mountain without warning.