Chapter 259: Traces by the Lake of Broken Souls
readx;? Feeling the powerful aura in his body again, Mo Chen laughed, took out the Demon Guardian Sword placed in the ring again and inserted it into the rag behind his back, the cloak that was pulled up just covered half of his face, and his whole body exuded a sharp and mysterious aura, Mo Chen smiled with satisfaction, and walked out calmly. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. biquge。 info△ ↗ top point,..
Now he can't wait to hunt the demonic beasts, although Mo Chen has already laid a solid foundation for the three stars of Chengwu before, but in such a short period of time, he has continuously broken through the two-star cultivation, and he still can't eliminate his vigilance that a rapid breakthrough in strength may bring about an amplitude, whether it is an amplitude or not, he has to kill enough today. After all, the battle can not only allow the cultivation that has just broken through to condense and refine and achieve the effect of consolidating the foundation of qi refining, but also obtain the spar that every martial artist dreams of.
Standing at the entrance of the cave, looking at the gray and hazy desolate world as far as the eye can see, the overlapping and chaotic mountains are easy to disorient, Mo Chen frowned slightly, and his finger swiped on the ring, and the cyan jade that Old Man Luo gave him fell into his hand.
In this hot underground world, the cool jade feels quite good, and the ink dust grinds a few times before the soul and divine thoughts pour into the jade, carefully checking the route that Old Man Luo marked for him.
I didn't know if I didn't know it, but after a cursory glance, Mo Chen was startled by the huge map drawn in the jade, and after a long time, he barely confirmed his location at the very edge of the map.
I didn't think that I ran so far and still belonged to the location of the entrance, and raised my eyebrows a little depressedly, and the ink dust soul thought continued to sweep the map, trying to find some useful information from the map, the origin of the Demonic Beast Elixir Heavenly Material and Earth Treasure or the Soul Breaking Grass directly marked by Old Man Luo.
It's just that when Mo Chen finished reading the entire Ruoda map, he had to be shocked by the high vision of Old Man Luo, because although the whole map covers a wide range, there is very little useful information that is really marked, and Mo Chen barely counted one and found that there were only three.
The first was the closest place to his position, marked by Old Man Luo with a black triangle, and it didn't seem to be a dangerous place to look at the rules. The second sign was far away from the first sign, completely to another corner of the bottom of the Shenfeng Valley, and was written by Old Man Luo in large fiery red characters with the word 'Palace', but he didn't know whether it was danger or treasure.
The last and farthest sign had almost reached the other end of the underground world, just looking at this distant distance Mo Chen was already tired, when his divine thoughts fell on the sign of the ground, his expression suddenly shook "Broken Soul Lake"!
These were the three big characters clearly engraved by Old Man Luo in blue heavy characters, and at the stop of the three big blue characters in Broken Soul Lake, a blue grass with eight leaves growing made Mo Chen's shocked expression suddenly change to heavy breathing.
"This is! Soul Breaking Grass, this is the Soul Breaking Grass" Mo Chen shouted in shock, in his previous life, as a seventh-stage test pill master, his understanding of medicinal materials was even better than that of many senior alchemists, although the soul breaking grass was precious and abnormal, but he had a clear impression. The mature Soul Breaker Grass has exactly eight leaves, each of equal length and height stretching diagonally in the eight directions of the earth, meaning that the eight directions of the Soul Breaker are located.
In the eyes of ordinary people, it is very unlucky to encounter the Soul Breaking Grass, because the reason why the Soul Breaking Grass takes the name of Soul Breaking is because of its most direct ability to 'break people's souls within 100 meters', if it is not a martial artist or alchemist who knows the special collection method, even if he sees the Soul Breaking Grass, he is like avoiding the evil demon from afar.
Mo Chen didn't expect that Old Man Luo had directly marked the location of the Soul Breaking Grass to him, which was undoubtedly a great joy for Mo Chen, who was already planning to search on his own, after all, the underground world was so big, if he really wanted to finish the search one by one, it would have to wait for the Year of the Monkey and the Moon, and now with the signs on this map, he could not take a lot of detours.
"I didn't expect it, I really didn't expect that Old Man Luo would make such a big contribution to me, and when the master goes out, I will definitely treat you to a good drink!" Mo Chen smashed his mouth, in all fairness, the reason why he wanted to take some underground information from Old Man Luo was just to make it more convenient when he interrupted the Soul Grass, and he didn't expect to be able to directly see the location of the Soul Breaking Grass......
Mo Chen happily put away the jade, and after identifying the direction of the Broken Soul Lake, the sturdy body with the soles of his feet lightly stepped on the ground and rose into the air, and with the sound of the cloak hunting behind him, the young man's pitch-black body actually glided away lightly into the distance, and the smooth and brisk movements quickly disappeared into the surrounding mountains with time and effort.
The bottom of the Shenfeng Valley, the territory of the gods, the calm and monotonous predatory life of the warcraft in the past, has been turned upside down by the crazy influx of countless warriors, and now almost every place in the underground world is already a barbaric hunting and hunting, but the role of the hunter and the prey, but it is not fixed and fixed on the body of the person and the monster, for many warriors who have a fanatical dream of making a fortune to break into the ground, a certain inconspicuous stone around him, may be some kind of hunter waiting for the hunter's illegal outfit, and the next moment of change between the blood splashes。
Mo Chen's sword alone has been on the road for three whole days, during which he has been taking advantage of the continuous low terrain in front of him without sleep, and constantly using the method of sliding wings to go a very long distance. It's just that what makes him strange is that along the way, except for the sporadic traces left by some martial artists, he hasn't seen a single human being.
It's just that when he thought of the vastness of the underground world, he was relieved, after all, although he was boring alone, there were a lot of demonic beasts to kill him along the way. As Mo Chen expected, although there are different types of demonic beasts here, almost every kind of demonic beast has the ability to become invisible, but this stealth ability is not much of a loss for some martial artists with strong soul power, except for the consumption of multi-divine vigilance.
Moreover, Mo Chen found that these invisible demonic beasts could be invisible when they were not moving, but as soon as they moved, their original form would be immediately exposed, which also saved him the consumption of soul power in battle. It's just that those low-level martial artists who have entered the underground and are not strong in soul power have suffered.
The sliding figure stopped on a mountain top, and Mo Chen's slightly condensed gaze swept back and forth, and finally froze on a deep stream in front of him, and his slightly condensed gaze was also replaced with a touch of solemnity, because in that deep stream, Mo Chen sensed a very powerful aura.
"What a terrible demonic beast, do you want to take a detour like this?" Looking at the relatively gentle deep stream in front of him, moving to the surrounding mountains, Mo Chen suddenly became embarrassed, if he wanted to make a detour, he didn't know how many more days it would take.