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Chapter 601: Don't Lie to Me

A few days later, as everyone went deeper and deeper into the hinterland, instead of getting thicker and thicker, the fog began to dissipate a lot, and the divine consciousness was able to spread. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

"That's not right. The Tiger Storm King looked dejected, frowned and said, "Let's go down all the way, the direction should not be wrong, if it's right." This Immortal Mountain should be near here, why, why is there no trace of it. ”

Wuchen's brows also frowned: "Could it be that we have only been in a hurry these days, and we have already missed it in Huaxian Mountain?"

Wuchen looked up at the endless desert, and the fog had cleared a lot. The white desert, sparkling and shining, covered the entire area like a spar.

It's just that this white desert is not silver-white, but bone-white, exuding a permeating atmosphere.

Standing on a desert and stepping on the fine sand, a coolness rises from the soles of your feet and spreads all over your body.

The crowd is becoming more and more unsure of what to do.

Could it really be that as Wuchen said, the Immortal Mountain is hidden in the fog and has been missed by himself?

How good is that, in the fog they don't want to go into it again.

What happened in the past few days has made them still have lingering palpitations, and they have completely picked up a life.

The divine consciousness could not be emanated, and in the dark, the ancient monsters that existed in the past were threatening Chu Nan and the others all the time.

It can be said that they have been nervous for the past few days, and they did not dare to relax at all, until they gradually came out of the fog, and the worried people were able to breathe a sigh of relief.

Although it may be said that this white desert is also full of dangers, but the divine consciousness can spread, and there is no longer a need to be in a fog, shrouded in fear and tremor all day long.

"You shouldn't be wrong. Ning Huowu shook his head and said firmly: "It is rumored that the pillar of light cast by the sun shining high and overlapping with the blood moon is the direction of Huaxian Mountain. You see, the beam is ahead. ”

Everyone looked at it at the same time, and sure enough, not far from their east, a beam of light fell from the sky in the heavenly dome, connecting the Qiankun, exuding a faint fairy intent, as if climbing the sky, although the light was not very strong, but in this oppressive and drowsy world, it was very attention-grabbing.

"Then it's fucking strange, could it be that this Huaxian Mountain will grow wings and fly by itself!?" After such a strange danger, Huaxian Mountain no longer exists, which shows the depression of the Tiger Tyrant King, and he scolded and scolded, and vented his anger on the group of cultivators who were covered in blood.

The group of cultivators of the snake clan demon cultivator were only two people left at the moment.

The rest of the cultivators were either devoured by the monsters in the mist, or used as bait by Ning Huowu and the others to lure away the demons, or they were abandoned in the fog to fend for themselves because of serious injuries.

A cultivator who was seriously injured all over his body was abandoned in that kind of place, and he didn't have to think about it to know what the result would be.

The methods of Ning Huowu and others are cold-blooded and cruel.

From beginning to end, except for the three of them, they didn't treat anyone else as partners, they were completely used as bait, and once they lost their use value, it was their death date.

Ants, that's it.

The group of snake clan demon cultivators wanted to escape, but where was the opponent of Ning Huowu's three people, one of them just wanted to escape, but was caught by the Tiger Storm King and torn in half alive.

And the reason why Chu Nan and the son of the Blood Emperor were left behind was because Ning Huowu and the others knew that they were more powerful, so they stayed in the back to use them, and they were still useful on Xingxian Mountain.

When Ning Huowu and others were at a loss.

Chu Nan was observing his feet.

These fine white sands are very responsive to stepping on, and they are completely different from the touch of sand.

Chu Nan grabbed a handful of sand, held it in his hand and felt the touch, and the coldness in the sand immediately spread from the palm of his hand to Chu Nan's whole body.

Some of them are prickly. Chu Nan's heart moved, and a cluster of phoenixes suddenly burned in his palm.

Burned by the phoenix's flame, the white sand immediately emitted black smoke, emitting a foul smell of burnt flesh and bones.

"No, it's not sand at all. If it's sand, how can it be burned? The smell is somewhat similar to the smell of barbecued meat, as if something from a human body is scorched and burned. Chu Nan smelled the faint smell of burning, thought about it carefully, and suddenly his face changed, and he blurted out: "This is white bones!"

This discovery surprised Chu Nan.

I didn't expect that these were not sand at all. But after thousands of years of corrosion and weathering, it has completely turned into powdered white bones!

Look around.

The whole earth was covered with this thick layer of bone meal, and I don't know how many people died here thousands of years ago.

It's too late, it's too soon.

A sudden gust of wind inexplicably began to dance wildly, blowing from the desert of bones.

The wind was so powerful that it was close in the blink of an eye.

Wherever the wind passed, all the ground white bone residue was swept into the storm and gathered together, staining the white bone residue snow white.

Such a manic gale, with such a strong attraction, almost swept people away.

Chu Nan and the others immediately jumped into the void, and a red glow flashed in front of them, constantly resisting the extremely strong suction of the storm.

Even so, everyone felt a little unsteady on their feet.

As far as the eye can see, dragon-shaped storms connect the heavens and the earth, stirring wildly.

The bones around were swept up in the storm, and it was a spectacular sight.

It has the potential to destroy the world.

It's exciting.

The whole world was stirred into chaos.

As the wind intensified, the entire white desert was condensed, and the small hurricane, which contained countless bone residues, gradually converged to form a huge storm like a dragon.

As the great storm gradually dissipated, a vague figure the size of Tarzan appeared in the hurricane. Flying sand and stones, white bone residue fills the entire sky, covering people's ears and eyes.

"What kind of monster is this?"

Everyone's hearts were full of sighs, such a huge ancient behemoth, if it was really a monster, wouldn't everyone present be in danger?

Fang had just come out of the strange fog, and everyone was now a little like a frightened bird, and their hearts were uneasy.

Finally, after waiting for the remaining white bone residue to gradually fall back to the ground.

The blurred giant figure was clearly displayed in front of everyone—a white stone sculpture the size of Mount Tai.

This is a statue of a man, but the posture is extremely strange, not like standing with his hands in his hands, or holding a sword and pointing to the sky, looking at the sky.

This man's sword eyebrows and eyes are wide, the bridge of his nose is wide, his chin has a tuft of short beard, and there are faint wrinkles at the corners of his eyes and eyebrows, he is probably middle-aged, but it is not difficult to see that he was a beautiful man when he was young.

He was draped in a robe with his shirt open, his chest exposed, and he was facing the wind. It was a seated statue, different from the Buddha Laojun or other gods sitting upright, the middle-aged man sat on the ground so casually, one leg stretched out and the other knee bent, looking at the world from a bird's-eye view as if smiling.

Although this is a statue, it is lifelike, and the character is dignified, free and easy, not arrogant but also by no means humble.

Sitting in such a casual posture, it was as if this person was mocking the heavens and disdainful of it.

I want to become an immortal, who can rebel?

"Look, this man seems to be coming back to life!" the snake demon cultivator suddenly let out a startled cry and pointed to the head of the statue that was bigger than a hill.

From the man's deep eyes, two dazzling white beams of light suddenly burst out, soaring into the sky, directly into the black clouds above his head, almost filling the entire sky.

At this time, the black cloud began to be dyed white by the beam of light that had been drilled into it, and spread out in a radiant range, gradually turning white.

After the black cloud was completely white, it slowly began to flutter, thinned, and finally collapsed.

After a brief moment of shock, everyone followed the man's slightly raised gaze and looked towards the sky.

A shocking scene appeared!

They actually found that it was not dark and depressing at all.

Instead, an entire giant peak was suspended directly in the void sky, covering the entire sky above his head, which is why it looked dim!

"It turns out that it is Huaxian Mountain! It turned out to be hiding behind that black cloud, and it turned out to be on the sky dome!"

"What kind of power can sustain such a huge mountain from floating in the void. unimaginable. "The Tiger Storm King has an illusory feeling like a dream.

He has the best understanding of power, and this entire mountain is worth tens of millions of tons!

With such a terrifying weight, if you want to levitate it and become an immortal peak, what kind of terrifying power should that power be.

"No, there seems to be a palace in the middle of the mountain! look!" I don't know who suddenly opened his mouth and shouted.

Chu Nan immediately looked at it, and sure enough, after the immortal mist gradually and slowly dispersed, the immortal pavilion in the mountains continued to loom in the clouds and mist.

I don't know what year it is in the heavenly palace.

Or perhaps, for this immortal, the years of Rusuo have no effect on them at all.

Eternal life, eternal.

The secret is there!

The qualifications to become immortals are there!

"The immortal hall on the immortal mountain, the immortal hall in the immortal hall, the ancients did not deceive me, and the sincerity did not deceive me. Hahaha!"

The Tiger Storm King was mad and roared excitedly.

There was madness in his eyes, and he almost lost his mind.

Chu Nan looked up, his sharp gaze pierced through the hazy clouds, and looked deeply at the immortal hall, his eyes flickered, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

Is this the Hall of Immortals?

Just when he was stunned, he was suddenly pulled by the son of the Blood Emperor, Chu Nan looked subconsciously, but found that the son of the Blood Emperor was facing him, towards the dustless Nunu.

Chu Nan realized that at some point, Wuchen was already staring at him, and the banter flowing in his deep eyes was obvious.

After being discovered by Chu Nan, the playful color of Wuchen was fleeting, and then it returned to its original state, as if nothing had happened.

No, what did he mean by that. Wuchen's expression was very calm, not as excited as the rest of the people.

Faced with the qualification to become an immortal at his fingertips, Chu Nan couldn't restrain himself, but this cultivator at the peak of the immortal realm suddenly didn't care.

Could it be that he had been to this Immortal Hall before, and he knew what secret was there?

There must be something wrong with this. What the hell was he thinking?