Now there is an extraordinary yin aura in the wild mountain range, unless you are a profound cultivator, if the ordinary monk stays here for a long time, there will definitely be something wrong. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

However, the villages and towns outside the mountains are not very far from here, but they have not been eroded by a trace of yin qi, Mo Mingming thinks about it now, maybe that rumor has a lot of credibility, maybe there is really a legendary autopsy immortal is awakening, otherwise it is difficult to explain the earth-shaking changes that have taken place in this primitive region in a short period of time.

Of course, Mo Mingming didn't have the heart to stay here and think about anything, he rushed directly towards the center of the Savage Mountain Range.

Wading through mountains and rivers, I don't know how far I have advanced, and suddenly, Mo Mingming saw an extremely tall mountain peak in the distance, and many figures were faintly flashing.

His heart suddenly froze, and then he changed his route and dived towards the peak, which didn't seem very far away, but in fact, it took a lot of time, and Mo Mingming walked for half an hour before coming to the vicinity.

On the mountain peak ahead, the sound of sacrifice continued to sound, accompanied by the melodious sound of silk and bamboo, as well as the sound of the piano and the chirping.

Mo Mingming showed a suspicious look, this is the extreme depth of the mountain, how could there be such a strange voice, as if he was sacrificing something? Thinking of this, he felt a burst of doubt in his heart, and wanted to rush over to find out, but in the end he suppressed this restlessness.

He still had lingering fears about the horrors of the Wild Mountain Range, and if it weren't for the old man guarding the tomb by his side, how could he have escaped the bloody massacre unharmed.

Even if those powerful primeval xenomorphs have long since left and no longer encircled the depths of the mountain, the people or forces that can appear here at this time must have unimaginable strength, otherwise how dare they make such a big move in the depths of the mountain.

From this point of view, acting recklessly, once discovered by the other party, I am afraid that it will cause a big disaster, and then I will not be so lucky to escape from the other party's hands.

Observing the surrounding situation, Mo Mingming showed a smile, the mountain peak in front of him was immediately behind another mountain, and the height was not low, if you observed from the top of that mountain, you would definitely be able to see the situation on this mountain peak clearly at a glance.

Mo wisely and cautiously sneaked through the dense forest, concealing the perception of those on the mountain peak in front of him, and quietly climbed towards the adjacent mountain peak.

After climbing this mountain, Mo Mingming lurked among the lush thorny grass, looked ahead, and his heart was suddenly stunned.

The mountain in front of it was a fractured ancient mountain, the top of the mountain seemed to have been cut off by something, the top was flat as a mirror, there was no vegetation at all, and it looked smooth.

On the top of the mountain, there is a huge altar in the center, which is more than ten meters high, and the incense is curling, and many people are worshipping in front of the altar, all of them are old people with white hair.

These people kept kneeling in front of the huge altar, the mysterious sound of sacrifice was endless, and their eyes were extremely fanatical, but there seemed to be a strange force field shrouded in it, and Mo Mingming didn't know what they were praying for.

Mo Mingming's eyes flickered, and he found that the artifacts in the hands of these people were very strange, all of them were made of bones of unknown origin, and there were faint wisps of evil qi rising out, as if there were countless resentful spirits howling, the yin wind was whistling, and bursts of strange sounds were coming from these artifacts.

The huge altar was made of something, and it looked terrifying, like endless flesh cast, and it was smeared with a layer of blood red.

Mo Mingming felt creepy, looking at these people's strange sacrificial rituals, maybe the altar was really soaked in the blood of living beings.

The most bizarre thing is that on the huge altar, there is actually a colorful fairy coffin lying horizontally, which is full of brilliance under the shroud of the sun, and flows out of colorful fairy light.

There was such a multicolored immortal coffin enshrined on the blood-colored altar, Mo Mingzhi was extremely surprised in his heart, it was obvious that this multicolored immortal coffin must have come from the center of the Savage Mountain Range, and for some reason it appeared here.

What surprised him was that there seemed to be a lot of things placed around the colorful immortal coffin, even if there was that kind of mysterious force field, it was difficult to isolate the rich blood qi that came out of those things, and it soared into the air like wolf smoke.

Mo Mingzhi concentrated all his energy, observed carefully, and found that those things turned out to be different fierce beasts, some of them were like unicorns, some of them had four wings on their backs, and all of them had extraordinary atmosphere.

This is actually a large number of rare birds and beasts, which has to be shocked!

Such an extraordinary rare bird and beast is extremely precious, and Mo Mingming didn't expect that there would be so many here. If it is known to the outside world, it will inevitably cause countless monks to compete frantically, and for monks, this is equivalent to a rare spiritual essence, which is invaluable.

These rare birds and beasts were placed around the colorful fairy coffin, and in Mo Mingming's mind, it could be described as an incomparable waste.

The old man who kept kneeling, the strange sound of sacrifice, the huge blood-colored altar, the crystal clear multicolored fairy coffin, and a large number of rare birds and beasts, all this was too weird.

Mo Mingzhi hid in the thorny grass, staring at the movement in front of him for a moment, and saw that those old people seemed to be tired, chanting words in their mouths, constantly bowing and worshipping, still unchanged as before, and kneeling down to worship once after praying a few words.

Obviously, there is a big secret hidden in the colorful immortal coffin, otherwise how could there be so many people with fanatical faces and endless kneeling.

Mo Mingming frowned slightly, judging from the information he had learned from the old man guarding the tomb, it was very likely that these people were the oldest Dao system in the Fangwai cultivation world, the Corpse God Dao.

"Could it be that there are legendary autopsy immortal bones lying in the colorful immortal coffin, otherwise it is difficult to explain the strange behavior of these people. But even if it is the legendary corpse of the immortal, there is no need to worship it so reverently, can it be said that in the face of the corpse of the ancient corpse of the immortal, do you have to pray like this? The monk of the corpse god is really pitiful, he is so fanatical about a dead thing, as if he is treating the real gods and Buddhas, is this a man controlling the corpse, or a corpse controlling a person......

Immediately after that, Mo Mingzhi meditated and contemplated, and gradually let himself enter that indescribable spiritual realm to perceive the situation ahead.

At this moment, his soul trembled, and his transcendent spiritual sense seemed to sense something, but the next moment it was fleeting, and disappeared without a trace.

Half an hour passed, Mo Mingming came back to his senses from this mysterious and mysterious realm, and he was able to determine that the source of interference with his emotions during this period of time was here, and it must be inseparable from this colorful immortal coffin. (To be continued.) )