The night was bleak and windy.

In the desolate world, in the dark fog and yin qi, there is no breath of life, except for the empty ancient cities, there are no other creatures, and there is silence.

The ancient city is shrouded in a gloomy and dense mist, filled with a poignant and sad atmosphere, which makes people sigh and hesitate for a while.

"Although the turtle is long, there is still a time. Teng snake ride the fog, and eventually turn into ashes. When human life is poor, let alone external things. Jiang Chen said to himself in his heart, it can be said that he is a person who is extremely touched and sad.

Who would have thought that in that glorious history, there was also a family that was extremely strong, dominating the world, but once it came to an end, it was a pity, no matter how glorious the history, there was an end to it.

The yin and death qi in front of it is also extremely rich, this is like a real world of death, there is only gloomy and horror here.

In the mist, there seemed to be thousands of ghosts looming, and the ghosts chirped, revealing a creepy cold and evil atmosphere.

Jiang Chen and the skeleton man walked cautiously forward, the death qi in his mysterious ancient scripture was also extremely strong, if it weren't for the wood spirit bead, it is estimated that his body would have lost its balance long ago???? After devouring a large amount of dead air, he himself was wrapped in a black mist, lifeless, like a dead man through and through.

This is also what he deliberately did, otherwise the breath of life in his body would be too vigorous, just like a light in the night, fortunately, the "Demon Sutra" and "Soul Sutra" helped him close his own breath very well, and he was really afraid that a strong life qi would attract some yin soldiers and evil spirits.

Looking at the skeleton people again, it is even more pleasant, the soul fire in the skull jumps, and they enjoy the free death qi between heaven and earth, which is an excellent holy place for their undead creatures.

In the ancient city filled with yin qi and drifting mist, Jiang Chen and the others actually saw a wilderness and mountains looming.

"How can there be mountains in this city?" Jiang Chen was puzzled.

The mountain range in front of it was shrouded in endless death, which was completely different from the mountains in the outside world, and it was actually white and jade color as a whole, which was very conspicuous in the dark ancient city.

However, as they advanced, they finally saw the appearance of the white jade mountain ridge in the mist, which was formed by the accumulation of tens of thousands of years of white bones, forming a natural bone mountain, which had incredible power and was awe-inspiring.

There is no earth and rocks in this mountain, and it is all made of white bones, and it lives up to its name, it is a real mountain of bones.

The dead air lingered in the depths of the bone mountain, but there was a spiritual energy overflowing, and the vigorous aura slowly rose up, which was surprising.

"Cultivation Holy Land, yes, it's a good place. The skeleton man's soul throbbed, revealing fluctuations.

"Let's go, boy, take a look, this should be the depths of the ancient city. The skeleton man spoke.

As Jiang Chen and the others went deeper, they got closer and closer to the mountain, and the white bone mountain in the valley that was covered by dead trees was also completely exposed in front of their eyes, which was a terrifying and tragic scene.

A hundred-foot white bone mountain stands in the city, deep clouds and mist around the bone mountain, the forest white bones are terrifying, and the faint cold light makes people chill.

A snow-white skeleton, both humanoid and beast-shaped, on their skeleton Yi Xi can clearly see that there are various patterns emerging, by no means mortal bones, and the years have not completely erased them.

The rich aura of death swirled, as if nourishing these white bones, and the aura of yin and evil shrouded the heavens and the earth.

As soon as they came to the foot of the mountain, one after another shadows floated, like clouds covering the sky, slowly drifting by, a terrifying aura that made people's hearts palpitate, overwhelmingly crushed, making both of them a shock.

It is a kind of death force that seems to come from hell, and it is lifeless, and it makes people's spirits feel extremely suppressed.

"What a majestic palace of bones. "The soul of the skeleton man came out with a sound of joy, and the ghost fire jumped, and he liked this kind of place very much.

There is also a large hall on the White Bone Mountain, which is more than ten zhang high, and the palace is pitch black as a whole, as if something is smeared on the white bones.

Jiang Chen and the skeleton man didn't find any danger at the bottom of the mountain, and decided to take the risk of climbing the mountain, anyway, there was no way back.

"Dust to dust, dust to earth, I didn't expect that the white bones of these people could be preserved to this day after they died. Jiang Chen said loudly.

"It's not their own power, it's even the bones of the saints who have been in the bones for tens of thousands of years will also turn into ashes, no one can resist the power of the years, they are just protected by the power of the formation, and the endless death qi here is just transformed into these bones by the formation, do you think everyone is the skeleton god body of the emperor?" said the skeleton man's soul.

Jiang Chen despised it, and he really didn't forget to praise himself at any time.

The Bone Mountain looked very tall, but it was not a problem for Jiang Chen, and soon, he had already arrived in front of that temple.

The temple is very large, like a hill towering in front, giving people a feeling of oppression, as if coming to the land of death, between the dim heaven and earth, this temple is not only holy and immaculate, but eerie, like a ghost temple.

The temple in front of me is all made of bones, and each bone here is covered with large and small order runes, I don't know if it is natural or artificial.

The main entrance of the main hall is a huge mouth of a demon, hideous and terrifying, under closer inspection, the whole palace is like a huge human head, giving people a gloomy and terrifying feeling.

"Grandma's, this is too perverted, the construction is too disgusting, it is actually built according to the head, it really doesn't feel like a luxurious palace. The skeleton man scolded unhappily.

Jiang Chen was speechless and said, "Do you really think it was built for you? Don't you undead like this taste?"

", who said that undead creatures like this kind of taste? The skeleton man retorted.

Jiang Chen walked on the road paved with skeletons, and the smell of foul smell disgusted him, and he felt that his scalp was a little numb, and his whole body was cold.

The White Bone Mountain looked extremely gloomy, where the phosphorus fire was secluded, the ghost was aura, and the palace in front of him was like a huge demon poking out a hideous head from thousands of dry bones.

Looking towards the main entrance of the hideous and terrifying hall, it was pitch black inside, without a trace of light, extremely quiet, without a sound.

Jiang Chen's "Soul Sutra" has been operated to the extreme, and he wants to communicate with the soul lamp again, just in case, in an unknown place, he doesn't know what kind of danger it contains.

Jiang Chen and the skeleton man both walked cautiously towards the pitch-black portal, and the skeleton man's powerful soul fire separated a trace to catch whether there was an unknown danger.

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