At noon, the group rushed to the last part of the journey and came to a vast grassland, where the grass is crisp, the flowers are in full bloom, and the scenery is so magnificent that little stars appear in Lin Xuanchen's eyes. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info and on the meadow of this Ma Pingchuan, a strange mountain peak stands abruptly and lonely in the northern sky, and the noon sun shines down from the cloudless high sky, so that the scenery on the mountain can be seen at a glance.

"Look, that's the lair of the Purple Blood God Cult. Wan Jianxin pointed to the lonely mountain and said.

"This ...... Mountain?' it's not artificially built, is it?" said Silver Dust, looking up at the huge quadrangular pyramid, and on the flat grassland, there was such an abrupt and huge rock structure object, which could not but be said to be very inconsistent. According to Wan Jian Xin, it is the highest mountain in the Red Blood Secret Realm, but its regular appearance does not look like a product of nature.

"I don't know. Wan Jianxin also frowned and said, "No one can tell how that mountain was formed. People only know that the mountain used to be called Wanhua Mountain, and it was the place where Wanhualou hid its treasures, but later the Purple Blood Divine Sect occupied it, so it was renamed Purple Blood Immortal Mountain. There are a lot of strange things on that mountain, and it is said that even the master of Yuanying does not dare to make a mistake on it. ”

Silver Dust listened to Wan Jianxin's words, and didn't squeak, just squinted his eyes and stared at it more carefully.

At the base of what we call a mountain was a huge square ten miles long, with rules and angular rules, and its pyramid-like shape rose from the base of this square in a stunned manner, towering into the sky. It looks like an elongated sharp pyramid, or a huge obelisk shape, as high as a thousand feet, and a sharp sword reaching into the sky. The trees on the mountain are verdant, but they only cover the four fronts of the mountain, completely exposing the four cold and straight ninety-degree edges, and the iron-gray Xuanluo Purgatory Gangmu Rock has straight corners, all the way to the top without the slightest gap, and its metallic color is under the sun, showing a man-made contradictory reflection, allowing people to see clearly that the body of the mountain is a huge rock or metal quadrangular pyramid, and a layer of forest is paved on it. On the four fronts of the mountain, there is a straight ladder that cuts the originally lush forest into two equal halves, leading from the foot of the mountain to the top of the mountain, and there are countless stone steps on the ladder, each of which is purple-black, as if it has been washed by a large amount of blood and then dried. On the ladder, every other distance, there is a platform built of white marble to cut off the ladder, on the platform is built a magnificent hall, the whole body is made of dark purple wood, even the glazed tiles are rare purple, the front of the hall is only a two-sided door, there are no windows, the simple and elegant shape is not at all a little bit of the Purple Blood God Cult's neurotic twisted and hideous style. Four ladders connect many halls, all the way straight up to the top of the mountain to the huge golden hall, the top of the mountain like a pyramid-like huge building, is simply the top of the entire obelisk peak pure gold, the whole body is made of brass, shining in the sun, like a holy crown on the head of a towering giant. The golden hall, like the purple hall, had no windows, only four square black doorways, from which an ominous purple mist wafted out, as if incense was burning all year round. The whole mountain is like a craftsman's meticulously polished handicraft, and it is as neat and precise as the parts produced on a machine tool, without the natural charm of the mountains and rivers at all.

"Something is wrong. Yinchen said, "I always feel that there is some great hostility hidden there." I don't think anything good will happen to us when we go up. He shook his shoulders uncomfortably, and a faint uneasiness gradually filled his heart, as a mage, his spiritual power has been linked to the formless and qualitative rules between heaven and earth, and he can touch the ethereal and capricious fate a little, he can vaguely feel that he has been unlucky for a while recently, and it seems that his luck has been used up in the underground palace.

"Aren't you scared, are you?" Wan Jianxin teased very indifferently: "If it doesn't work, you and the little sister of the Lin family stay at the bottom of the mountain, to be honest, you really don't need to risk your life this time......"

"What are you talking about?" Yinchen frowned slightly, "Do you think I'm the kind of person who lets you face danger alone and hide in a safe area by yourself?"

Wan Jianxin heard Yinchen's displeased tone, and wisely did not continue to pick up the stubble, and the two of them looked up for a while to observe the mountain that looked like a pyramid.

"Do we need to go down to the bottom of the hill and have a look? There are so many people gathered there who seem to be studying something. Wan Jianxin stretched out his hand and pointed to the foot of the mountain in front of him, around the wide ladder, groups of monks in various robes were gathering like crows.

"Not at the moment. Yinchen said: "We can now be said to be the weakest party, we can't take the lead easily, and besides, I still need to prepare some special things." Brother Wan, let's go back to the camp first. ”

"Okay. Although Wan Jianxin was very puzzled that those people had gathered at the foot of the mountain but did not go up, and wanted to go up to find out, he still decided to follow Silver Dust's advice and retreat for the time being.

【One Mile Away・Golden Knife Gate Camp】

The camp of the Golden Knife Gate stood alone by a small blue beard, and the three campfires were set up with boiling cauldrons. Silver Dust seized the time before lunch and began the dark alchemy again.

Silver Dust crouched on the ground, constantly dipping his fingers in the blood summoned from the other dimension, drawing countless circles on a stone slab that had been cut flat by a lightsaber, he was not cursing anyone, but carefully crafting the magic circle used in dark alchemy.

The computer he had taken from Kanon Nikel's secret base was next to him, and the ineffective battery had long since been removed by him, sandwiched between a pile of oddly shaped rulers, and a few black bones from the body of the Black Sky Monster were scattered around.

Lin Xuanchen held a sharp dagger in his hand, sending out sections of roots from the scattered bushes not far away, and deftly avoided the sharp roots with both hands, picking up round translucent stones, which were the plant crystals that Yinchen had used.

Silverdust dug a hole next to the grass and summoned some blood to pour into it, only to have the soft soil allow blood to flow everywhere.

"Can even blood be summoned?" Wan Jianxin said casually and casually, and then turned around and went somewhere else, there was no barrier here, except for the lonely mountain is the plain, where the camp can be seen from a distance, so patrol vigilance is indispensable. Wan Kenshin was patrolling around the camp with the hilt of his sword in hand at this time. (To be continued.) )