Zhang Muyang put his left hand on his cheek and said, "Do you think I will be interested in those things?"

Musashi Miyamoto was stunned, and then said: "That's right, when it comes to your realm, those things don't have much effect, I have other news here, I know the ruins of other places in Dongying." And my experience in martial arts practice, I can tell you. ”

Zhang Muyang waved his hand and said, "I'm not targeting you, I just want to say that the things you are proud of are scum for me." So, you better die in peace. ”

The words fell.

Zhang Muyang stretched out his hand and patted it, and the soul of Musashi Miyamoto, who had existed for an unknown amount of time, was scattered.

With the death of Musashi Miyamoto, the originally towering hall also began to crumble at this time, and after a few minutes, it fell to the ground with a bang, this hall that had just been shaken during the battle between Zhang Muyang and Musashi Miyamoto collapsed like this, Zhang Muyang couldn't help shaking his head.

The repertoire looked around, there was no heaven and earth treasure that Zhang Muyang was expecting, and he didn't even go to the elixir, it was completely a bare stone mountain, it seemed that although there was plenty of aura here, most of them were used by Musashi Miyamoto to warm his remnant soul, and there was also a demon knife that had been sucked into his gourd.

Zhang Muyang carried the mysterious gourd in his hand, although he had obtained this thing for more than a year, he had not completely refined it, but he didn't expect that today's whim would be so lost, and it played a big role. After slowly crossing into a trace of aura, Zhang Muyang's eyes were round.

This demon knife was actually attached to the gourd, and it was not refined by the gourd, which is interesting, Zhang Muyang thought involuntarily, could it be that this happened to be refined into the magic weapon of the Lu Zhudao people back then? That thing is so powerful that it flies, even if it is a Da Luo Jin Immortal, it can be hung with a knife.

Holding back his excitement, Zhang Muyang continued to cross into the aura, preparing to refine it thoroughly. But he sat like this for three days. Three days later, Zhang Muyang opened his eyes, his eyes were full of exhaustion, he didn't expect that simply refining a magic weapon would require such a large amount of aura, Rao is that he practiced "Nine Turns Xuangong", and he almost didn't support it.

"This thing is horrible. ”

Zhang Muyang couldn't help smacking his lips, in this case, even if he was in his previous life, he had never encountered it when he practiced to the tribulation period, and he was reborn in this life, he really saw a lot of good treasures.

Just as Zhang Muyang was about to take a break and prepare to leave, not far away, there were many shadowy skeletons, they walked in secret, but they walked towards Zhang Muyang step by step, looking up, boundless, white and pressing, as if all the skeletons he had met when he went up the mountain before had woken up.

What's going on, is the skeleton going berserk? Or is the end coming, the walking dead?

In the face of the boundless skeleton monster, Zhang Muyang did not have the slightest fear and weakness, even if he was a little exhausted and his aura was exhausted now, but he still didn't pay attention to these things at all.

However, unlike Zhang Muyang's calmness, those monks who were attracted by the explosion caused by the sound of the fight between Zhang Muyang and Musashi Miyamoto before were stunned when they saw the skeleton monsters all over the mountains, and the two trembled.

When everyone saw this scene, their first thought was to run, run quickly. Get out of this place of right and wrong, or you will definitely be swallowed up by this sea of skeletons.

However, this is no longer something they can dodge.

Even if they bypassed the skeletons here, those skeletons hidden in the ruins seemed to have heard some order, and they all got up from under the soil, you know, the ruins that Zhang Muyang and the others entered, that was the ancient battlefield, and the battle here buried nearly 100,000 people.

So, overnight, all the monks in the ruins were attacked by the skeletons. Although these skeletons were somewhat weak and even vulnerable to the monks, they were hundreds or thousands each time, enough to make everyone's scalp tingle.

"Is this the end of the world?"

"Who's going to save us?"

"This is not a relic at all, this is the Empire of the Undead. ”

"Where's the Gate of the Ruins? ”

Team after team of monks were buried in this sea of skeletons, and in just three days, it was the three days that Zhang Muyang had refined the 'Immortal Flying Knife', and the monks who stepped into the ruins were almost one-third, and most of the rest were injured.

Among the one-third of the people who died, the scattered cultivators around the world accounted for most of them, their cultivation was slightly low, and there were no masters in charge, so when resisting the attack of the Sea of Skulls, they were inconsistent, so they were naturally the first group of people to die.

And the monks of the major forces, although they also had casualties in the early stage of being attacked, they adapted very quickly, and after three days, they were almost used to the existence of skeleton monsters, as long as they were not surrounded by a huge number of skeletons, they were basically not in much danger.

"Woo, woo. ”

Although it is not the first time to encounter death, when death appears in front of you, especially when you are still your friend, even if you will be mentally prepared, the heart-rending feeling will still make people feel pain and unable to breathe.

Obviously very attentive, obviously already working hard to watch, but was still buried by the Sea of Skulls.

The little beautiful girl who once found Zhang Muyang's traces is now kneeling on the ground, crying tears like rain, crying hoarsely, and there are only a few remaining companions sitting next to her, her face is all bloodstained, and the clothes on her body are also shabby.

They sat around, trying to persuade her, but they didn't know what to say, so they could only stand silently behind her, while watching their surroundings vigilantly.

Jiang Xianyun, in the casual cultivation, a person with considerable prestige and strength, and at the same time his heart is towards the motherland, if he returns to China after experiencing this ruin, he will definitely have a different life experience, maybe wonderful or ups and downs, but it will not be dull after all.

But now, it is buried here.

After Zhang Muyang left, they walked around the ruins, using Xiaomei's ability, they avoided a lot of dangers, but the skeleton monster appeared too suddenly, and the place where they rested that day happened to be a place of buried bones.

Therefore, when they found themselves under siege, it was already too late, and Jiang Xianyun escaped so that his companions could escape. Desperately moving forward, although they finally re-emerged from the encirclement of the skeleton monsters, but he had run out of oil and dried up, but he no longer had the strength to continue to move forward with everyone, so he could only sleep here.

(End of chapter)